Apocalyptic Interstellar Emperor

"The second Songshan swordsmanship!"

Zuobu participated, holding the Songshan Sword, and then changed his moves.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Following that, Zuo Bucan raised his sword and dropped his sword, every move was dazzling.

Zuo Bucan is the head of the Songshan Sword Sect. He has been obsessed with sword practice all his life and has a deep understanding of sword practice.

The Songshan Sword Sect is also a sect with a long history, and the swordsmanship handed down by the Songshan Sword Sect is also very powerful!

This second Songshan swordsmanship, after swiping out!

Du Qingke could clearly see that when the sword was swung out, it turned out to be a sharp shadow of a mountain peak!

Taking a closer look, it is not difficult to find that this phantom of the mountain peak is actually the phantom of Songshan Mountain!

Zuo Bucan looked stern, and couldn't help sneering.

In his opinion, Du Qingke was doomed.

However, Du Qingke looked calm and composed.

"Dugu Nine Swords' Sword Swing Style!"

The Gu Canjian in Du Qingke's hand was swept away like this.

"Hula!"

Zuo Bucan fell to the ground in an instant.

However, Zuo Bucan is indeed a first-class master, and he is extremely sophisticated.

Although it fell to the ground.

However, Zuobu Shen immediately got up.

"rub!"

Zuo Bu Shen didn't take a breath, and he used his swordsmanship all the way, taking advantage of the trend!

"Clang!"

"when!"

"The third Songshan swordsmanship!"

Zuo Bucan's swordsmanship is unmatched.

This style of sword energy swept away!

Contains very powerful Songshan Sword Qi!

Du Qingke raised his eyebrows, and the ancient sword in his hand drew a circle with a strange trajectory.

"Dugu Nine Swords' Qi Breaking Style!"

Du Qingke stabbed Zuo Bucan straightly with his sword.

After Zuo Bugin was hit by the sword blade, his face immediately turned black!

Du Qingke's pose - {Broken Qi Style}, completely stupefied Zuo Bucan!

Zuo Bu participated in a serious injury!

Du Qingke still understands the principle of beating a dog in the water.

"Dugu Nine Swords' Sword Drawing Style!"

"Dugu Nine Swords Shaking Sword Style!"

"Sword Sweeping Style of Dugu Nine Swords!"

"The Cloud Sword Style of Dugu Nine Swords!"

"The Sword Style of Dugu Nine Swords!"

"The general formula of Dugu Nine Swords!"

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After Nine Swords!

Zuo Bucan from the Songshan Sword Sect was completely defeated.

Zuobu Shen, lying on the ground with a listless expression.

Du Qingke's Dugu Nine Swords dealt Zuo Bucan a lot of damage.

Zuo Bucan was no longer as arrogant as before.

Du Qingke put his sword directly on Zuo Bucan's neck.

"You lost!"

Du Qingke said with a cold expression.

Zuo Bucan was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat: "My lord, please forgive me! I lost! I admit that I lost!"

Zuo Gui saw that his father, Zuo Bucan, was defeated, and his face was ashamed.

Until now, those members of the Five Sacred Sword Sect discovered that what they had always thought of as a "soft persimmon" - Du Qingke, was actually a real steel plate!

This time, they really kicked the steel plate.

Let everyone's pain go deep into their hearts!

There was even a shadow left in Zuo Guicai's heart.

The host of the TV station also broadcast in time: "Dear viewers, please pay attention! Now, Zuo Bucan, the leader of the Songshan Sword Sect, has been defeated by Lord Du Jue, the Lord of Haitang City!"

"Master Du, you are truly the pride of a generation!"

Since ancient times, winners and losers!

Originally, the limelight of public opinion was still moving to the left.

Now, Du Qingke has won!

All kinds of "wind reviews" all came towards Du Qingke.

Look at Zuo Bucan who was knocked to the ground by himself.

Du Qingke didn't show any mercy either.

"Since we lost, let's abide by the agreement! Ship all the medicinal materials produced by the Songshan Jianpai medicine field for a year!"

Du Qingke,

Said solemnly.

Zuobu ginseng obviously didn't want to give it.

After all, this is a big deal!

It takes a lot of hard work and labor costs to cultivate various medicinal materials in the medicine field every year.

In the warehouse of Songshan Sword Sect, there are not many kinds of medicinal materials in stock.

Practicing ancient martial arts, practicing qi, and cultivating Taoism consumes a lot of medicinal materials.

In these great sects, it is generally more popular to take medicinal baths.

Every time, the medicinal materials consumed can be described as huge.

Zuo Bucan frowned, and began to bargain: "My lord, the annual production of medicinal materials is really too big!"

"Could you change something else? Our Songshan Sword Sect's thousands of disciples don't need medicinal materials every day. Without medicinal materials to nourish the body, the progress of martial arts is very slow, and it will leave hidden diseases to the body!"

Zuo Bucan said.

Du Qingke didn't explain anything. With the blade in his hand, he stepped to the left and slashed Shen's neck slightly.

Blood is spilled out.

"Do you still want to bargain? Let me tell you! Zuo Zhangmen, I want a year's production of medicinal materials in the medicinal field! If you lose a catty of medicinal materials, I will take your head!"

Du Qingke said coldly.

Zuo Bucan turned pale with fright: "Okay, okay, okay! As long as Lord Du, let me live. Everything is easy to talk about."

"Just, Sir, please let me go back and gather enough medicinal materials, and then bring them to you!"

Zuobu Shen rolled his eyes and said involuntarily.

"Let you go back and collect enough medicinal materials?"

"Hehe, it's ridiculous! The Songshan Sword Sect is thousands of miles away from my Haitang City! Letting you return to the Songshan Sword Sect, you will have to hide when the time comes, how will this account be settled? I don't have the time now, so I will come to the door Debt!"

Du Qingke said in a deep voice.

While talking, Du Qingke glanced at Zuo Guicai: "Master Zuo, your son Zuo Guicai also has a high status in the Songshan Sword Sect! Let him bring the medicinal materials I want!"

Zuo Bucan's face darkened, he had no choice but to agree to this.

"This is my handbook! You have to go back quickly, and send me a year's production of medicinal materials from the warehouse! Now, the life of my father is in your hands!"

Zuo Bucan handed Zuo Guicai a letter from the head of the sect.

Du Qingke added: "Zuo Guicai, you kid, don't play any tricks on me, don't steal medicinal materials! How much medicinal materials can your Songshan Jianpai medicinal fields produce in a year, my intelligence department will investigate clearly. At that time, as long as you lose a catty, you can figure out the consequences yourself!"

Zuo Gui only heard this, and immediately nodded his head again and again: "Don't dare, dare not! My lord, I'm going to bring the medicinal materials!"

Originally, Zuo Gui had this kind of plan, planning to steal some medicinal materials!

However, it now appears that this plan is in vain.

"Jicai, it's thousands of miles away to go to Songshan Sword School! It will take time to transport the medicinal materials! You must hurry! Don't be stingy with money, you must transport the medicinal materials as soon as possible! You can rent the airline's large transport plane !"

Zuo Bucan urged.

Now, Zuo Bucan was defeated by Du Qingke and became a prisoner.

The feeling of being a prisoner is not good, Zuo Bucan wants to "exchange" to be free as soon as possible!

"Okay, father, don't worry, I'll go back quickly!"

Zuo Guicai, who had not yet recovered from his injuries, left in a hurry with the support of several disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect. He was going to deliver medicinal materials to Du Qingke in the sect.