Song Qingshu gathered the Nine Yang True Energy in his palm and struck it down with one palm. A burst of Nine Yang True Power came to the world, and hundreds of Yuan Army soldiers on the ground were blown away. The violent explosion was like a bomb! The shock wave blew away the surrounding soldiers!

The power of this move has completely surpassed that of the master, reaching the supreme realm. Song Qingshu is knowledgeable in all kinds of secrets, and uses the fragments of Beiming to understand the great method of absorbing energy. Only with such majestic internal power can he use the Nine Yang Divine Art.

This move!

The prototype of the move he relied on was the Great Demon-Subduing Fist in the Nine Yin Manual. The Nine Yin moves combined with the internal power of Nine Yang, coupled with the insights from the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique, Song Qingshu realized this terrifying thing on the fly.

A move!

One palm may not be certain, Song Qingshu landed on the ground and stepped on the horse, using the spiral nine shadows to rise into the sky again, another great Qianyuan!

Song Qingshu's figure flew up, and the Yuan army on the ground suffered countless casualties! The warrior used his own power to launch such a shocking group attack move, knocking down the soldiers one by one like a harvester. The soldiers who were hit by Jiuyang's true power were all scorched black, as if

It’s like a divine punishment!

"retreat!"

Song Qingshu fired five palms in a row, as if a god had descended into the world. The commander of the Yuanren army had already been frightened to death. Even the Imperial Master had never had such power in this world!

The Yuan army was defeated by one man and all were withdrawn.

When Song Qingshu returned to the white horse, Zhao Min had thrown away the phoenix and rosy crown, leaving only a red robe.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Min sighed slowly and asked.

Song Qingshu shook his head. He defeated the Yuan army and took Zhao Min away, but he didn't know what to do next.

"Will you take me back to the south?" Zhao Min asked innocently.

Song Qingshu didn't answer.

"Okay, then keep moving forward."

The two walked along the road for three days and three nights. When they were hungry and thirsty, they hunted hares and drank the lake water. On the third day, they saw a huge lake.

"We're here..." Zhao Min, dressed in red, walked around the lake twice.

After a while, Zhao Min ran over and said, "This is the fishing sea, where I was born."

Song Qingshu nodded and sat by the lake. The wind was blowing gently, and Zhao Min's red robe and hair were flying.

"Song Qingshu!" Zhao Min suddenly looked at him seriously.

"I can't go back, you know?"

Song Qingshu nodded. Zhao Min chose to go with him, betraying her father and the Yuan Dynasty.

"You and Miss Zhou have already performed the courtesy of Duke Zhou, right?" Zhao Min asked with an incomprehensible look.

Song Qingshu nodded.

Zhao Min was a little disappointed, but then he smiled and said, "Then I won't go to the south with you. I won't be a little kid."

Zhao Min stood up and pointed to the beautiful and lonely fishing channel in front of him, "This is a big place. I want to make my home here."

"Song Qingshu, please help me, okay?"

Zhao Min smiled sweetly and said, "I will stay here for the rest of my life, fish when I have nothing to do, and be an ordinary fisherman's girl. You owed me a condition, so I hope you can come and see me from time to time.

, that’s enough.”

Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Min's back, the wind on the lakeside blew her hair, and the sun set in the west. She seemed to have the illusion that "it's better to forget each other than to stay together".

As long as he can stay in this world, he may be able to accompany these women throughout their lives.

Scenes from the past suddenly came to mind, and Song Qingshu was filled with mixed feelings. All kinds of emotions came to his mouth, and he just uttered one word gently along the lake breeze.
Chapter completed!