Fan Qinghui's footsteps suddenly hit Qin Ran, his figure was as fast as a dragon, and the long sword was swung out with sword light, as if it turned into a cold moon, exuding the supreme artistic conception of the sword's heart being bright, and he attacked Qin Ran directly, and at the same time, his mouth was cold. He shouted: "Master Ningzhong, let's kill this demon together!"
Qin Ran stretched out his right hand and pointed at the Six Meridians Divine Sword. The six meridians merged into one, and a sword energy that seemed to be real suddenly shot out.
boom!
Fan Qinghui's sword was shattered by one blow like the moon in the water, but at this time, Ning Daoqi had already approached Qin Ran, and with eight swipes of his hands, he imprinted on Qin Ran's back with a round and natural Taoist meaning.
Qin Ran staggered, his throat felt sweet, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Ning Daoqi looked shocked, "Even if Song Que takes this blow from me, he will still be seriously injured. You have such a strong body and you have achieved great success in hard work?"
"It doesn't matter, even if he is a master of hard work, we can grind him to death!" Fan Qinghui flew up again, his sword light was like water, and he stabbed him again.
Qin Ran quickly retreated to avoid the blow, but his eyes were fixed on Ning Daoqi, who was trying to sneak attack from the side, and said coldly: "Ning Daoqi, you have become my enemy three times and two times. Today you must Pay the price!"
He still has a trump card, which is the luck-stealing hand that he has not used for a long time because his increased strength can directly crush his opponents.
Now, Song Yuzhi's betrayal, Huwen's sacrifice and serious injury, and Song Que's death. Everything that happened made Qin Ran furious. He decided to make Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui pay a heavy price today!
The Hand of Luck was activated again, and it was released ten times at Ning Daoqi instantly.
'Dip, get the martial arts 'Sanshou Bapu'
'Dip, obtain the martial arts Qingyang Sword Technique. '
'Ti, obtained the Nanhua Taoist Scripture of Martial Arts. '
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'Dip, get the true method of martial arts. '
'drop. Obtained ten years of Nanhua Taoist power. '
Ning Daoqi's age is unknown, but he must be at least sixty years old. He has learned a lot in his life and has covered a wide range of topics. He stole ten times in a row. In addition to getting the master San San's ten years of hard training, all he got was all kinds of things. What kind of Taoist martial arts!
Although Qin Ran has accumulated many opportunities to use his fortune-stealing hand, he rarely uses it because his opponent's strength is as broad as his knowledge.
But this time, the ten opportunities to use the Luck Stealing Hand were not wasted. At least the ten years of skill of Ning Daoqi, the great master, were stolen.
Ning Daoqi's breath suddenly dropped, and he looked shocked. He didn't know why, but the solid Qi he had worked hard to cultivate for nearly a hundred years had lost one-eighth of it out of thin air just now. Such a strange thing made him unaware for a moment. At a loss.
However, Qin Ran was well prepared. He turned around and hit the Sanzhen Zhenren with a palm, and the Yin and Yang dragons roared out.
Ning Daoqi's expression suddenly changed. He didn't have time to think too much. He pushed his hands together. As he pushed his palms, the air roared and vibrated, as if the sea was rising. With the push of his palms, a huge tsunami appeared out of thin air and roared towards Qin Ran. go.
It’s both real and illusory, it’s hard to distinguish between reality and reality!
However, although Ning Daoqi's move was forceful, it was only for defense. The tsunami that was both real and illusory was pushed out by his palms. When it touched the double dragons played by Kieran, it melted away like boiling soup and splashing snow!
The Yin-Yang Dragon broke through the waves and hit its opponent head-on.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, Ning Daoqi clashed with the two divine dragons with his palms. He was suddenly shaken, as if a lone boat was hit by a huge wave and was thrown away involuntarily.
While Gu Duan was flying, a mouthful of reverse blood could not be suppressed no matter what, and it spurted out with a "wow" sound!
In his prime, he could barely handle this palm, but one-eighth of his skill was lost out of thin air. Not to mention the decline in skill, the contrast alone made it difficult for him to adapt.
"Master Ning!" Fan Qinghui's expression changed drastically. She flew forward and stopped Qin Ran who was trying to take advantage of the victory. Her expression was extremely ugly. Following the four great saint monks, Ning Daoqi also turned into a weakling and was seriously injured.
At this moment, there was a noise in the distance. It gradually became louder. It seemed that many people were marching.
The Imperial Guards, who realized something was wrong, finally arrived.
"Keep them all!" Qin Ran looked ferocious, waved his hand, used the Dragon Capturing Skill, and grabbed Ning Daoqi.
Fan Qinghui defeated the dragon's suction force with one sword, and then looked deeply at Qin Ran, and then at Song Que who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. A trace of sadness flashed across his beautiful eyes, and then he threw something at Qin Ran and gave a light drink. :"Walk!"
Bang!
The thing thrown by Fan Qinghui exploded in front of Qin Ran, and the sky was filled with hidden weapons mixed with smoke.
When Qin Ran activated his true energy to sweep away the smoke of the hidden weapon, he discovered that the dignified leader of the Taoist sect and the leader of the Buddhist sect had actually escaped without a trace. Also disappearing with them were the master's concubine Xuan and the quilt. Beat Song Yuzhi unconscious.
"It's running pretty fast!" Qin Ran clenched his fists and let out a long breath. Fan Qinghui's strength was still higher than Ning Daoqi's in his heyday, but a strong man from such a famous family could actually use Hidden weapon, this was something he never expected!
After looking around again and confirming that the enemy had indeed fled in panic, Qin Ran slowly came to Song Que's side, wanting to check on the Heavenly Sword's condition.
Song Que, who had been half-kneeling with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said solemnly: "The Holy King is fine. Then we have a lot to do in restoring the unification of the Han Dynasty. Song can also feel a little less guilty."
As he spoke, he sighed: "It's a pity that Song will never see the day when the Han people will again rule the Central Plains."
Qin Ran saw the deathly look on Song Que's face and couldn't help but said: "King Zhennan..."
Song Que smiled faintly and said: "Song's heart has been cut off. He has been motionless just now. He was concentrating his last breath of energy and wanted to make a fatal blow at the last moment to make the Holy King escape. I didn't expect that the Holy King was so magical. , I managed to get out of trouble on my own, it’s great.”
At this time, there was a sound in the woods, but it was the elite members of the Song clan who arrived.
Song Shidao and Song Lu rushed to Song Que with panic on their faces.
Song Que waved his hand to stop them from talking, then took a deep breath, stood up, straightened his back, and shouted: "How can I, the son of the Song family, be so ugly as a woman crying!"
After saying that, he looked at Song Shidao, his eyes turned kind, and he said softly: "From now on, the Song family will be handed over to Shidao, so be careful with everything."
Then he turned to Qin Ran and said, "I hope the Holy King can keep his promise."
Qin Ran nodded solemnly and said loudly: "As long as I, Qin Ran, am here, the Song family will always remain prosperous!"
Song Que smiled when he heard this, turned around, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly: "There is nothing else except the knife. In the end, I realized that the thing I wanted to give up the most has never been able to give up..."
Finally, he looked back at the crowd and chanted again: "Song Que's life was full of gratification and revenge, and his sword ruled the world. Although he has regrets, he has no regrets! Haha, haha!"
After finishing speaking, he passed away quietly and silently.
The great master of the generation, Heavenly Sword Song Que, died here.
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