This monk is none other than one of the three eminent monks who came from Shaolin this time. His name is Kongxing. Although his strength is not as strong as Kongwen and Kongzhi, he is still extremely powerful.
Tianshen and others are also the best among the players. Although the four of them can't kill him together, they still make it more difficult for him. At this moment, he was attacked by Ye Cheng with a knife. His rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale, and he was obviously injured.
He shouted angrily: "Young man is looking for death!"
Kongxing directly dropped the Zen staff in his hand, and the fingers of his hands flew up, suddenly formed into two claws, and grabbed Ye Cheng in mid-air. During the change, the sound of dragons and tigers roaring was faintly heard, and the air around him instantly accelerated.
The cold air was almost ready to tear people's skin.
At this moment, among the tens of thousands of people, there was naturally a knowledgeable person who shouted loudly: "Dragon Claw Hand!"
Everyone who heard this exclamation took a breath of cold air. This Shaolin dragon claw hand is very famous. It is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. It has the power to destroy mountains and crack rocks. It is extremely powerful.
, it is the first-class claw technique of Shaolin. It is used by Kongxing at this moment. It is really magnificent and terrifying.
Ye Cheng, who was in mid-air, was even more miserable. How could he have known that this monk was so famous and so powerful? In his eyes, under the interlaced claws of Kongxing, the fierce energy that rushed towards him was like an evil head.
Like a dragon, I could vaguely see a dragon's head opening its mouth to choose someone to devour.
Ye Cheng understood that although the gods and others were close at hand, they were far away from him. If he expected them to save him, he would never be able to withstand the blow. He immediately gathered his mind, flashed his hands and made seals one by one.
Pointing out, a fiery red color appeared in front of him.
Seeing this, Kongxing opened his eyes angrily and said in a deep voice: "Dharma seal? You dare to secretly learn my secret knowledge of Buddhism, how brave!"
At this moment, outside the camp in the distance, there was a row of people standing. They were the masters of the six major sects who were besieging Guangmingding this time. They were all in the queue, and there were also many players' faces accompanying them.
A monk looked at the person next to him and said in a deep voice: "That must be the seal of my Buddhism? Why did it appear on that young man? Could it be that he secretly studied my Buddhist scriptures?"
Another monk, with an abnormally tall build and a gentle and calm face, said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Kongzhi, please don't be impatient. If this person secretly learns my Buddhist scriptures, I will definitely tie him back to Shaolin! But it is rumored that the disciples of the Baji Sect
Watcher, once destroyed the dharma image of a holy monk at Faquan Temple, and even learned martial arts from it. If what he said is true, this boy should be a watcher!"
"What a bastard. He actually used me as an authentic Buddhist to join the evil and heretic ways. It is really an insult to my Buddhist lineage. This boy must not be kept. Senior brother Kong Wen, I will send him to death right now!"
The monk known as Kong Zhi became furious and left to kill Ye Cheng.
Kong Wen slowly shook his head and said: "Kong Zhi, don't be impatient. This boy has done a lot of evil, and the Baji Sect was destroyed by Zhenren Huang Jue because of this. We can capture this person when we capture Guangmingding tomorrow. There will be no harm in the world."
It’s his place!”
Jue Jue, who was on the side, snorted coldly and said softly: "Tomorrow I will break the Guangmingding. This boy asked the master to give me the Emei Sect. He killed many of my Emei disciples, and even killed Ling Chen, Ling Ming, and Ling Qing.
This poor nun must cut this boy into pieces with a thousand knives before he can express the hatred in my heart!"
"Master Tai, this son should be handed over to Wudang. My senior brother Sanjue was killed in Shangyong City. Senior Uncle Huang Jue has already sent word that he must bring this son back to him for disposal. Please make it convenient for you."
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At this moment, a Wudang Taoist priest standing in the crowd spoke, and the mysterious and authentic aura spreading from his body was astonishing.
Jue Jue said coldly: "Yu Lianzhou, don't use Huang Jue to pressure me. If Master Zhang wants this person, maybe I will sell you face. I won't take Huang Jue seriously. If you want someone, let him come to Emei to find him."
I!"
The person who just spoke was naturally Yu Lianzhou, the second disciple of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng. This man was tall and slightly thin. The large Taoist robes he wore on his body gave off a dusty smell, and the aura he naturally revealed was even more...
amazing.
Such merciless words from Miejie immediately made him feel unhappy. Just as he was about to speak out, he was stopped by a person standing next to him. He said softly: "We will discuss the issue of this son's ownership when Guangmingding is captured tomorrow."
, Master Tai, there is no need to be angry, but don’t belittle me, Master Huang Jue, in this way, after all, Master Tai is of the same generation as me!"
Yan Mie glanced sideways and snorted coldly: "Song Yuanqiao, if Wudang knows etiquette as well as you do, how can a poor nun get angry!"
Yu Lianzhou's face darkened. If Song Yuanqiao hadn't held him back, he might have had a seizure on the spot.
You must know that although Yu Lianzhou is not a second disciple, his martial arts is the strongest among Zhang Sanfeng's disciples. This person has a cold nature and has been fond of martial arts throughout his life, but he respects his senior brother Song Yuanqiao very much. Anyone else today would be afraid of Yu Lianzhou.
It was difficult to get him to obey.
Song Yuanqiao smiled slightly and looked at Kong Wen. Kong Zhi nodded slightly, and everyone stopped arguing with Mie Mie. After all, who didn't know Mie Mie's protectiveness and stubbornness, and arguing with her was just too full to last.
Ye Cheng, who was confronting Kongxing at this moment, was already sweating all over his body. The unicorn flames in his body naturally emerged and merged with the seals in his hand one by one along the meridians, so that the seals he formed seemed to be burning.
One floated quietly in front of him, and in an instant, dozens of seals were connected.
He was seriously injured and finally couldn't survive. The fingers of his hands overlapped one after another, and the seals in front of him merged into one strangely, and he said softly: "Kill!"
The soft voice exploded in Kong Xing's mind. Even with his determination, his spirit was shocked, and he was slightly affected, causing the dragon claw hand that had already attacked to pause for a moment.
Ye Cheng slowly pushed out the flame lotus in his hand, but felt an inexplicable feeling of tranquility and peace in his heart.
The dragon's head conjured up by the dragon's claw hand swallowed the fire lotus in one gulp, and blasted towards Yecheng without changing its force. At the moment when Kongxing was proud, he suddenly felt the power of the fire lotus bursting out, and two strands of true energy.
It exploded with a bang, and the violent impact rushed Ye Cheng into the air. There was a crisp sound in the latter's chest and abdomen, but an unknown number of bones were broken.
Kongxing's eyes widened angrily, and he hurriedly fell down to neutralize this terrifying power. The fiery red cassock on his body also made a buzzing sound under the blow of the strong energy, and his face turned red and white. It was obvious that he was injured by the explosion.
Reaching the meridians.
The help from the gods and others arrived at this moment, and the sword energy of the slender sword pointed directly at the emptiness that resolved the internal energy.
Tianyi, Youming, and Wushen also followed closely behind, attacking in three directions, and attacked and killed them.
Kongxing sighed secretly in his heart, and had no choice but to retreat. With his sleeves swaying and overlapping, he took out his hands from the sleeves, pointed at the God's rapier with his right hand, and rolled his left hand in front of him, infuriating Qi.
The infused sleeves swept away the weapons of Zhongtian and others.
The god shouted loudly, and the true energy was activated crazily. He suddenly felt the mighty true energy of Kongxing, and suddenly he felt a tightness in his chest and abdomen, and he spat out a small mouthful of blood.
Tianyi and others also felt a strong and powerful inner energy from the sleeves. The weapons in their hands hit the long sleeves and were not allowed to enter. The force of the counterattack stirred up the blood in their bodies.
"Wow!"
Kongxing's cheeks turned red, and blood spurted out from his mouth. After all, everyone's joint efforts damaged his vitality. When he retreated violently, he rushed out for more than ten feet without looking back before he stabilized his body.
Mobilize the true energy to heal injuries.
The god stretched out his hand and caught the falling Ye Cheng, and hurriedly whispered: "Get ready to retreat!"
A ray of true energy entered Ye Cheng's body, and at the same time he shouted to the other person: "We'll stop here tonight, let him live for now!"
Zang Hua and others dropped the seriously injured Wudang Taoist and quickly rushed to the vicinity of the God.
Knowing that Ye Cheng and others were about to escape, Kongxing was powerless. He had been injured under the repeated attacks of everyone, and the injuries were extremely serious. He did not dare to rush in and pursue them again. He said coldly: "Shaolin disciples obey the order and immediately kill these demons."
Catch me! If you dare to resist, I will kill you on the spot!"
As soon as they saw the people from Shaolin rushing towards them, the players from other sects no longer hesitated. Countless people rushed straight towards them, the shouts of killing were shocking, as if they were trying to intercept and kill these nine people.
However, Tianshen and others were not nervous at all. They smiled at Ye Cheng and said: "This battle was won beautifully. The morale of the disciples in the sect will be greatly improved, all thanks to the strong support of Brother Watch!"
Although Ye Cheng had regained his breath, he still didn't have the strength to move a finger. He hummed weakly: "Stop chatting here and run for your life. With so many people, one person can drown us all with just one mouthful of phlegm!"
The god looked up at the player who had already reached five or six feet, and threw a projectile towards the ground. Suddenly, a thick white smoke rose up, completely covering the area of several feet, making it difficult to see even if you stretched out your hand.
to five fingers.
All the players stopped one after another, staring blankly at the white smoke in front of them. After a few dozen breaths, a breeze blew by, and there were no human figures anywhere in front of them, leaving only an empty body.
Ye Cheng and others had already sneaked into the tunnel at this moment, and the gods were carrying him at a high speed. In a short time, they had rushed dozens of feet along the tunnel.
After the players on the ground were making disturbances, someone finally discovered the problem. They shouted angrily and stabbed the ground with their weapons. Unfortunately, few of them posed a threat to the people below, so it ended like a farce.
He carefully walked out of the passage and looked at the coalition of players who had packed up at the foot of the mountain. Ye Cheng also laughed happily. He won the battle beautifully, seriously injured Monk Kongxing, and even successfully defeated Zhou Zhiruo, leaving him in the
An important step has been taken in martial arts.
The God of Heaven panted and laughed: "We won this battle. The six sects' carelessness and arrogance made them pay the price they deserve. Although it didn't break their bones, it was a shot in the arm for us."
Needle!"
Following the gaze of the God, everyone looked towards the horizon where a trace of fish belly white had appeared. A new day had arrived, and what was next was the real battle. What awaited the Ming Cult was unknown whether it would be destroyed or a desperate counterattack. They had no choice but to let go.
Fight and fulfill your last belief.
Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that something had happened once again in the Guangmingding Temple, which had truly pushed the Ming Cult into a situation of no return. Not even a single ounce of the previous three-point confidence remained.
