Chapter 365 The Battle of the Four Sacred Mountains (4k9)
People from all walks of life, dressed in various costumes, holding knives and swords, walked quickly on the mountain road in the rugged area, heading straight to the top of the mountain.
From a distance, it looks like a long dragon of black ants.
There is also a steady stream of people at the foot of the mountain, coming from all directions.
The Grandmaster reappears to face off against the current top master in the world.
It will definitely be another grand martial arts event after the war between good and evil more than 70 years ago!
Almost all people in the world who are able to come will not miss it.
"Lin Chaofeng? Hahaha, it's really you! Brother Lin, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, and I miss you so much! You have always liked literature and disliked martial arts, so I never thought you would come here today."
"I mean, you are... Oh! I remembered it, it's Brother Wei. Your hair is almost gone, I almost didn't recognize it. This battle between masters is rare in a hundred years, even if I am helpless
People with great strength don’t want to miss it!”
"Hu Yilong from the Mantis Sect, I have met all my martial arts colleagues! This tyrant sword sect is causing harm to the martial arts world and cares about human life. Although I am mediocre in martial arts, I must have a hand in it. As the saying goes, who will go to hell if I don't?"
"Brother Hu is indeed a man of good temperament. Although you only have the skills of iron skin, you are not as good as the young disciples of many sects. But this kind of arrogance and courage are such that even celebrities will look up to you!"
"..."
Xuanwu Peak, the main peak of the Four Sacred Mountains, is full of visitors. It has never been so lively since the establishment of the sect.
But soon, the situation changed.
"Wait, what is that?"
"Black Taoist robe, carrying a giant sword, someone from the Sword Tyrant Sect is here!"
"There are masters from other sects who are helping the tiger! I saw people from Huanzhen Temple, Qinglong Temple, and people from the ghost town are also here! There is also a sedan in the middle! Hiss... the few carrying the sedan are actually the kings of hell from the ghost town!"
Less than two miles away from the Four Saints Sect.
A huge and lengthy team is arriving in a hurry.
At the front of the team were several men in black robes riding fiery red horses. Each of them exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
There is a vicious old man carrying three broad swords, this is the evil sword Lu Dun;
There is a ferocious man carrying a huge sword with a width of two feet. This is the heavy sword Gu Shen;
There is a handsome and handsome man with a thin sword on his waist. This is a sword full of flowers;
As well as other powerful swordsmen of the Ba Sword Sect, all of them have the fifth-level peak, famous level cultivation.
Behind them was a large group of young and arrogant sect disciples.
centre position.
Four cold men wearing grimace masks, skull beads hanging around their necks, and square crowns were carrying a black sedan together.
The aura emanating from each of them is no worse than the heavy sword Lu Dun and the others.
The king of hell in the ghost town, a famous master, is willing to do the menial job of carrying a sedan chair.
The identity of the person in the sedan chair has already been revealed.
Behind the sedan, there are Qinglong Temple, Huanzhen Temple, Bulaoshan and many other sects who have surrendered to the Ba Jian Sect.
A large group of people came to the foot of the Four Sacred Mountains.
The evil swordsman Lu Dun took the lead, riding his horse in front of the crowd with his black zhenqi rippling, and shouted loudly: "No one is here, retreat quickly!
Our sect will seal the mountain at this moment. Anyone who goes up the mountain before will be responsible for their own life and death!"
The famous roar pierced the sky and spread throughout the Four Sacred Mountains and even an area of ten miles around. Everyone who heard it changed their expressions.
"Isn't Ba Jian Zong too overbearing?"
"The Four Sacred Mountains are not theirs, so why should they seal them?"
"If you don't let me go, I will go!"
A few bad-tempered martial artists were clamoring to rush up the mountain.
Lu Dun's eyes flashed coldly.
'ever!'
The iron sword was unsheathed, shining with silver light.
Only a few screams were heard.
The few big men who had just provoked the majesty of the Ba Jian Sect were all brutally cut into two pieces along the waist.
They fell in a pool of blood and could not die for a while, but the continuous screams made everyone feel cold, and they no longer dared to take any chances.
Some people who had just gone up the mountain recently saw that the Sword Ba Sect was even more ferocious than rumored, and now they wanted to go down the mountain.
Heavy Sword Gu Shen's body trembled, and the giant sword behind him suddenly unsheathed and shot into the sky. Then it was inserted into the entrance of the Four Sacred Mountains in a parabolic direction with a 'whoosh' sound.
"Anyone who dares to cross this sword will die!"
After hearing this, those who went up the mountain wrinkled their faces and felt regretful.
And the middle-aged man who was sitting in the sedan suddenly walked out of the sedan for some unknown reason.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, long hair shawl, and a full beard. He is dressed in a red robe and carries a huge black sword that is two feet long and two feet wide.
It was none other than Kong Huameng, the leader of the Ba Jian Sect, recognized as the best master in the world.
As soon as he appeared, he became the most eye-catching thing in the world, and nothing could take away his light.
Kong Hua Mengdan said: "After this battle, no one in the world dares to compete with me."
After saying that, he lifted his legs and headed up the mountain.
In the eyes of everyone, his figure still stayed at the foot of the mountain at first.
But in the blink of an eye, it appeared not far from the mountainside.
In a few breaths, he had already appeared on the top of the mountain.
No one can clearly see the specific trajectory of its movement, or even feel it at all, just like the legendary magical power that shrinks the ground into an inch.
This is not the most shocking thing.
"Look! The peach blossoms are blooming!" someone exclaimed.
Everyone looked intently.
Only then did I realize that the pink peach blossoms that were waiting to bloom all over the mountains and plains were blooming silently at this moment.
The entire Four Sacred Mountains were instantly shrouded in a pink rouge cloud, like a girl's smiling face, or like a warm red cloud.
"It is said that when one reaches a very high level of spiritual sense cultivation, one can move the heavens and the earth, and every word and deed has great power. Now I know that what I said is true!"
"Such a person is unparalleled in the world, no wonder he dares to challenge the master!"
"The weak look at their actions, and the strong look at their strength. Even if Kong Huameng never draws his sword, he can make the master bow his head, the world bow his head, and the mountains and rivers are broken!"
Most of the people present had only heard of his name before.
This was the first time that they saw Kong Huameng use his skills, and they were all shocked by his advanced cultivation.
Although Kong Huameng's men tightly blocked the mountain road, many people were still unwilling to leave and stubbornly waited for news at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, Kong Huameng, armed with only one sword, had arrived at the vast square at the top of Xuanwu Peak.
There, as soon as the head of the sect came, all the heads of the aristocratic families looked at him warily, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Among them are top sects such as Xuantian Sword Sect, Langtao Temple, Handeng Sword Sect, and Mingjian Villa, as well as first-class forces such as Jingang Temple, Baishan Temple, Hehuan Sect, and Huangquan Sect.
As well as highly respected San people, as well as the most powerful people from the Western Region, Northern Desert, and Southern Border.
Although there was only one person on the opposite side, no one dared to be careless.
Just because he is Kong Huameng, the best player in the world!
Kong Huameng glanced at everyone indifferently, as if the people facing him were all local chickens and dogs, and he was not worried at all that they would swarm him.
When he saw Yin Tianfeng and Xie Shiguang, he frowned: "Why are there only two of you?"
He gave the Four Holy Sects ten days just to make them prepare well.
But obviously, the other party did not listen to him.
Kong Huameng's expression gradually turned cold: "It's not even as good as last time. The Four Holy Sects will be destroyed today."
As soon as the word "annihilation" came out, Yin Tianfeng and Xie Shiguang felt a sense of panic.
At this time, an old hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Kong Kong, don't be too arrogant! We have so many masters, but we may not be really afraid of you!"
The person who spoke was the great shaman of Xixia Qiang people.
His face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were flashing with sharp light, exuding a dangerous aura like a raptor.
The existence of Kong Huameng is a huge stumbling block for Xixia, which always wants to expand, and it always wants to get rid of it and then speed up.
"Noisy."
Kong Huameng looked at him indifferently.
As soon as his sense of consciousness was released, overwhelming pressure came over him.
The Qiang shaman's complexion turned pale, and in a blink of an eye he was sweating. His face was in pain, and his legs even began to gradually bend, and he was about to kneel on the ground.
This top celebrity doesn't even have a chance to make a move, and he is about to be subdued!
"stop!"
"Go to hell!"
Other Qiang shamans shouted angrily, jumped into the air, and rushed towards Kong Huameng!
'Bang bang bang!'
Not seeing any movement from Kong Huameng, they flew back at a faster speed, blood spraying in the air, and some even died on the spot.
"Kong Huameng, look at the arrow!"
The owner of Mingjian Villa raised his sun-shooting bow, the third most powerful weapon in the world.
A bright orange light formed in the center of the string, and soon turned into a sharp arrow.
'stop!'
The sharp arrow disappeared in the void, and when it reappeared, it was hundreds of feet away.
There, Kong Huameng's figure flashed at the same time, but he could not escape the follow of this light arrow.
"Haha! No one in the world can escape the sun-shooting bow!" Lu Lu laughed.
boom!
The sharp arrow hit Kong Huameng's body surface hard and exploded into a ball of light and fire.
But a layer of transparent yet extremely tough protective energy suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, firmly protecting against bows and arrows.
Seeing this, Lu Lu's originally proud voice suddenly stopped like a duck being pinched by the neck.
"impossible!"
He buzzed twice more, quickly pulled up the bowstring, and in the blink of an eye, two more light arrows flew out.
But the result remains the same.
Kong Huameng stood erect, his clothes not even wrinkled.
He waved his hand, and a black light enveloped the land.
'Snapped!'
Lu Lu flew back violently, the famous weapon and armor he was wearing shattered into pieces, his body was dripping with blood, and his aura was weakened.
And the sun-shooting bow in his hand suddenly flew into Kong Huameng's hand.
"There are no useless bows, only useless people." He said calmly.
This made Lu Lu's face turn pale, he was so angry that he vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but fall down on his back.
Kong Huameng walked towards the crowd step by step.
Kick, kick, kick!
Every blow seemed to hit their hearts, making them pale.
These martial arts masters did not dare to be careless, and they all tried their best to use their martial arts skills and use their lifelong skills.
The scene was full of real energy, filled with vitality and blood, swords flashed, and roars continued.
But no one's moves can break Kong Huameng's protective energy.
The gap is so big that it is beyond their imagination.
As Kong Huameng was walking, figures vomited blood and flew up one after another, invincible and unstoppable.
"Damn it!"
"He's too strong!"
"I really can't beat him!"
Everyone was in despair and their hearts sank to the bottom.
Kong Huameng, on the other hand, looked at Yin Tianfeng indifferently and was about to take action against him to fulfill his promise.
"Ahem."
At this moment, an extremely clear cough suddenly resounded throughout the Four Sacred Mountains, ringing in everyone's ears.
Kong Huameng's figure couldn't help but stiffen.
A crouched figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain.
But I saw him, wearing dark blue and gray old cloth clothes, with sparse hair and skinny bones.
One side of his face looks normal.
But the other half of the face was drooping like liquid.
It was covered with black spots and white pustules, and only the whites of the eyes were lifeless, making it look extremely oozing.
"Who is this?"
"I can't even feel the breath. If I couldn't see him with my eyes, I would have thought he was a stone!"
"It's him! He's Taoist Xiaguang! I've seen his portrait before!"
Taoist Xiaguang crossed the mountain road and reached the top of the mountain in a few blinks of an eye.
It can be seen that its speed is not half a minute slower than Kong Huameng.
But the strange thing is that everyone present can clearly see his climbing movements.
When he walks, he looks slow, but he seems to be walking slowly, and there is an awkward feeling of distorting space, which makes people feel dull and dizzy.
What shocked and excited everyone the most was.
All the mountain peach blossoms that originally bloomed under the influence of Kong Hua's dream quickly withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye after Taoist Xiaguang passed by.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Four Sacred Mountains became bare and lifeless.
But whether they were people in the martial arts world at the foot of the mountain or on the mountain, their eyes showed great excitement.
It's spring now, when the flowers are blooming.
In terms of difficulty, it is a bit more difficult to make a flower wither than to make it bloom.
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"Kill Kong Thief, let him be so arrogant and domineering!"
"It's a pity that Confucius sealed the mountain, so it's hard for us to see this exciting scene!"
Taoist Xiaguang arrived in an instant, less than ten feet away from Kong Huameng.
Kong Huameng stared at him, a look of solemnity appearing on his face for the first time ever.
"Are you Xiaguang?"
"I'm here to kill you today!"
"You are about to enter the coffin, so it is best to prepare for the funeral!"
After hearing this, Taoist Xiaguang's pale eyes widened.
A red glow that seemed to be alive flew out from the back of his head and rushed towards Kong Huameng at an unparalleled speed!
Kong Huameng did not show any weakness, a rich black light flashed on his head, and a black kun suddenly jumped out from his forehead.
Two rays of light, one red and one black, suddenly collided.
The small scattered light spots shattered trees, damaged rocks, and disintegrated the bodies of nearby unlucky onlookers!
Two rays of light flew to the top of everyone's heads at the same time in an instant, and even reached a high altitude area close to the clouds.
The entire vast sky was dyed into two distinct colors.
Everyone looked up.
I was horrified to see that red and black were entangled together like two armies, fighting to the death.
Rumble!
A thunderous sound came, and there were even two different slightly fishy and sweet smells that were smelled by everyone at the same time.
The qi confrontation between the fifth floor and Mingsu can only be felt by ordinary people.
But the confrontation at the master level.
Everyone discovered that they could not only see with their eyes, hear with their ears, and smell with their noses.
When the invisible potential reaches a certain level, it can even generate qualitative sounds, smells, and images.
At this time, a tall figure appeared silently at the foot of the mountain.
He looked up at the sky covered in red and black light, and murmured: "You are so powerful, you shouldn't be beaten to death by me, right?"
He lifted his legs and was about to walk up the mountain.
The person guarding the mountain pass from the Ba Jian Sect was heard shouting: "Who is coming? Stop!"
Hearing this commotion, those at the bottom of the mountain who were unwilling to leave all looked at the person who wanted to go up the mountain.
But I saw that he was six feet eight inches tall, tall and tall, with a heroic face, but his appearance was extremely young and he looked less than twenty years old.
What surprised them even more was that there was no breath coming from this young man's body, as if he had never learned martial arts.
"Young man, don't go any further. Those who tried to go up before lost their lives!" A kind-hearted fat man in Chinese clothes advised.
The young man smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, brother, but I am very strong in martial arts and there is nothing they can do about me."
The fat man couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. This was the first time he saw someone claiming to be highly skilled in martial arts.
At this time, the young man was already less than a hundred feet away from the person guarding the mountain of Ba Jian Sect.
"Fire the arrow!"
The steward of the Ba Jian Sect in charge of the mountain pass checkpoint had a solemn look on his face. He noticed the strangeness of the young man and directly ordered the arrow to be fired conservatively.
'Hush, rest, rest!'
Hundreds of bows and arrows were scattered towards the young man like a goddess scattering flowers.
Those who were watching suddenly showed unbearable expressions on their faces, as if they had seen the tragic end of the young man who had been pierced by thousands of arrows.
An old man who came with his granddaughter quickly covered the little girl's eyes to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene.
Facing so many sharp arrows, the young man did not draw his sword or dodge, as if he was frightened.
But anyone who sees his calm and confident eyes can feel that he is not simple, and believe that he will not fall like this.
I saw him opening his mouth slightly.
call!
A stream of white air visible to the naked eye was continuously spit out from his mouth, sweeping away all the sharp arrows like wind and clouds, and then brought them to the location of the disciples of the Ba Sword Sect and his men at a faster speed.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"help me!"
I don't know how many screams sounded at the same time.
Some people covered their chests with exposed holes, some people touched their penetrated necks with blind eyes, and some people and trees were already on the ground a hundred feet away, covered in blood.
The consequence of the boy's one breath was the death and serious injury of hundreds of people!
Like a god or a demon, his power was overwhelming and shocked everyone present!
At this time, the two frightening rays of light in the sky have reached a critical point of separation!