Wei Qingshu kept laughing wildly, and everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a madman.
No one interrupted him.
a long time.
Wei Qingshu's laughter gradually stopped, the ferocious look on his face disappeared, and he became calmer than usual.
At this time, his face was filled with a sinister look, and he still had the dull and honest expression of the past.
"If you took action just now, it would be the best time to kill me. Unfortunately, such an opportunity will never come again." Wei Qingshu sneered.
Nie Qingyun and Zhao Qingming looked at each other and shouted: "Suffer death!"
The two swords in their hands shot out simultaneously, one on the left and the other on the right, piercing Wei Qingshu's chest and abdomen like lightning.
Wei Qingshu suddenly stepped back three feet to avoid the swords thrust by the two men. He flipped his right hand and the heavy sword fell to the ground, but there was a lighter and narrower sword in his hand.
The heavy sword he had before actually looked like a scabbard, just to hide the sword in his hand.
The narrow sword is dark, with a faint cold light flashing at the blade. It is obviously not extraordinary, but this sword has no hilt. From a distance, it looks like an ordinary fire stick.
Xiao Ding frowned. He felt that the sword in Wei Qingshu's hand was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
As soon as he said it, Wei Qingshu rushed forward like lightning, and the narrow sword in his hand stabbed fourteen times, the sword never leaving the throats of Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun.
Fortunately, the two of them were on guard when his heavy sword fell to the ground and the narrow sword was in their hands. They immediately protected their throats and stumbled back two feet. After a series of sounds of gold and iron, the three of them separated.
The shoulders and arms of the three of them were all covered in paint, but Wei Qingshu's was covered in blood from an old wound, while Zhao Qingming's left shoulder and Nie Qingyun's right arm were each hit by two swords, and blood was gushing out.
Naturally, the swordsmanship used by Wei Qingshu was not the swordsmanship of the Qingcheng School.
This is the swordsmanship he secretly practiced. This swordsmanship is not fancy, but it is very fast, so fast that it can pierce the opponent's throat with one sword.
Nie Qingyun shook Zhao Qingming's hand, looked at him and smiled miserably: "You must kill him! Take the first step for your brother."
The four beautiful men in Qingcheng grew up together since childhood, but Nie Qingyun and Zhao Qingming are the best friends. Because they are similar in age and personality, their tacit understanding with each other is unmatched by others.
Of course Zhao Qingming understood what Nie Qingyun meant.
Nie Qingyun's right arm was injured at this moment, and the two of them had no chance of winning, so he wanted to use his own flesh and blood to restrain Wei Qingshu's sword and die together with him.
In the next round of attack, Nie Qingyun will rush forward regardless of his own safety. Wei Qingshu's sword will definitely pierce his throat, but Nie Qingyun will hold on to him tightly since he no longer cares about life and death. Regardless of whether it was his person or his sword, Zhao Qingming's sword would pierce Wei Qingshu's chest and abdomen at that time.
Zhao Qingming's eyes were full of tears, but he didn't let them flow out. Now they only had blood to shed.
He would not stop Nie Qingyun from doing this, because now he was the only one who could kill Wei Qingshu. He was injured on his left shoulder, and the sword was drawn with his right hand, which was not affected. If he was the one who injured his right arm, he would also make a choice like Nie Qingyun.
It was a matter of honor and disgrace for their master, and they had no way out.
The two exchanged glances and raised their swords to their chests.
Seeing that tragedy is about to happen, no one can stop it.
Xiao Ding and others couldn't interfere. After all, this was a family matter of the Qingcheng Sect. Of course they knew that if Zhao Qingming didn't kill Wei Qingshu, he would never be able to stand up again, and the Qingcheng Sect would never be able to gain a foothold in the martial arts world.
Wei Qingshu's mouth was filled with cruel pleasure. Of course he knew that Xiao Ding and others would not take advantage of others' danger to bully the minority. Of course, he knew that Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun were not his opponents.
The three of them were all ready to attack, and they couldn't hold back once they fired. Just when they were about to fire, someone suddenly heard someone shouting: "Stop!"
The voice is not loud, but it is sonorous and powerful. The speaker has a lot of internal energy. He sends the word "stop" with his true energy to the three people who are about to fight, similar to Shaolin's lion's roar technique.
The three of them were gathering their true strength and concentration when they suddenly heard this sound, and their true energy suddenly dissipated.
I saw Ye Rongqiu walking up to the three of them. She stared at Wei Qingshu, and suddenly took out a gold medal from her arms and showed it to the three of them. She turned the front and back of the gold medal and displayed it.
This is a gold medal three inches wide and six inches long, with a flying dragon engraved on one side and a child riding on the dragon. The child has a Qiankun circle on his chest and a Huntian silk ribbon on his waist. He holds a fire-pointed spear in one hand and a fairy rope in the other. The ends of the rope are tightly tied to the horns of a flying dragon.
This is surprisingly the shape of the Third Prince Nezha. The gold medal pattern is exquisitely carved and lifelike.
There are only six small seal characters on the other side: Ye Rongqiu captures the dragon gate.
The three words "Qinlongmen" are in the upper right corner of the brand, slightly smaller, and the name is engraved in the center of the gold medal.
Wei Qingshu's expression changed and he sneered: "Huh, so what about the people who captured Longmen? Are you trying to get involved in our personal grudges right now?"
This man's mind was really as delicate as hair. He knew that if Ye Rongqiu joined the battle, he would have no chance of winning, let alone escape unscathed. He deliberately talked about personal grudges, and Nie Qingyun and Zhao Qingming would never let Ye Rongqiu interfere.
Sure enough, Nie Qingyun said in a deep voice: "Please, Miss Ye, please don't interfere. This is our family matter. If my two brothers don't kill this thief today, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in their hearts."
Zhao Qingming also cupped his hands and said, "Miss Ye, please do it!"
Ye Rongqiu's face was as frosty as ice, and her voice was as cold as frost. She said coldly: "Family affairs, what is family affairs? The Qingcheng faction is just a gang in the vast martial arts world, while the Qinglong Society is a cancer that has caused harm to the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years. I don't know how many have happened in the past generations. A righteous man was killed by his vicious hands. I, the one who captured Longmen, worried about the world first, and fought one after another to eradicate the Qinglong traitors, staining the rivers and lakes with blood. If you say it is a family matter, since all upright martial arts are one family, why can't I intervene?"
Her words were so loud and shocking that Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun could not refute them for a moment. Of course, they also understood that Ye Rongqiu just wanted to help, but they just felt that if a female was involved in the affairs of their sect, they would not be able to get off the stage. When Ye Rongqiu said this, he felt that he was being too stingy.
It was also the first time for Xiao Ding and Tang Qingqing to see Ye Rongqiu like this, and they secretly praised Ye Rongqiu in their hearts.
Seeing that Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun had stopped talking, Ye Rongqiu turned to Wei Qingshu and said, "You should know in your heart that even if you beat them two today, it will be impossible for you to escape."
Wei Qingshu snorted coldly and was noncommittal.
In fact, although he did not admit it with his mouth, he knew better than anyone else in his heart that what Ye Rongqiu said was only the truth. Regardless of everything else, even if only Tang Qingqing and Xiao Ding were there, he would no longer be able to escape unscathed.
After all, everyone has long known the reputation of Xiao Li's Flying Knife and Biluo Needle.
Ye Rongqiu looked at the distant mountains with her eyes and no longer looked at Wei Qingshu. She said indifferently: "Now I will give you a chance. As long as you defeat me, you can escape unscathed. I promise that no one will make things difficult for you, but you If you lose, you have to answer my question truthfully."
In fact, everyone understood that she had no choice in this opportunity, including Wei Qingshu himself.
Wei Qingshu still believes in his swordsmanship. He also believes that since Ye Rongqiu has said it, Xiao Ding and others will not take action again. He knows very well that the knights in the world are true to their word, but As for the Qingcheng faction, how could they let him go?
Ye Rongqiu seemed to have noticed his doubts, looked back at Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun, and asked: "What do you two think?"
Zhao Qingming and Nie Qingyun exchanged glances, and both of them were thinking that since Miss Ye is the one who captured the Dragon Gate, her martial arts skills must be outstanding, otherwise how could an old Jianghu like Zhou Ziheng be willing to be his follower? , and the two of them were indeed defeated by Wei Qingshu. Anyway, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. If Wei Qingshu wins by luck, he can take revenge later.
Zhao Qingming said bitterly: "If God doesn't have the foresight and allows you to win by chance, the Qingcheng faction will never make things difficult for you, but only for today. If we meet again tomorrow, we will definitely kill you quickly."
Ye Rongqiu looked at Wei Qingshu, smiled lightly, and said, "What other worries do you have?"
Wei Qingshu smiled and said: "Okay, I'll bet!"
