The god swooped down, and the long sword pierced into Song Yuanqiao's air shield. His face suddenly changed, and the long sword in his hand turned to one side involuntarily, and his whole body tilted accordingly.
Song Yuanqiao's right hand seemed to be stretched out slowly, and he reached out towards an open space beside him. Just when everyone was confused, the god seemed to be controlled by an invisible big hand, and he was sent up to the door, and his wrist was locked.
, this mysterious and mysterious feeling is really difficult to explain.
The trapped God hurriedly mobilized his whole body's energy to break free, but as soon as the energy was gathered into his arms, he felt it was difficult to move and the flow was not smooth. He finally broke free, but was dissolved by an invisible force.
At this moment, it was as if he had no strength but no way to use it.
With a faint smile on his face, Song Yuanqiao retreated with his right leg. With his left leg as the center, he grabbed the god and turned around, drawing an arc and throwing him directly. His movements were gentle and smooth, extremely natural.
However, the God of Heaven was in trouble. There was a strong force in his body that was running rampant. Even his own Qi was difficult to control. It was like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how he urged it, he could not use it at all. This scared him to death.
, he was about to fall from a height of ten feet. According to this impact force, it was enough to smash him into pieces.
The disciples in the Ming Cult also saw the abnormality, but they didn't know why for a while and they all looked at it blankly.
At this moment, the direction where the god fell happened to be the passage position of Ye Cheng, and it was less than three feet away from Ye Cheng. Of course, he saw the abnormality of the god, frowned, and immediately knew where the joints were, and immediately stopped hiding.
Shape, with a fierce kick under his feet, he shot out like a powerful bow and arrow, catching the god just before he landed.
Ye Cheng suddenly felt his hand sink, and a very strong force spread up his arm. He immediately activated his zhenqi crazily and swept it backwards. He retreated a full ten feet before he managed to resolve the force and smoothly moved forward.
A burst of true energy penetrated along the meridians of the god, and he immediately knew the crux of the problem.
At this moment, a stream of energy actually appeared in the body of the god. The network of energy intertwined blocked all the acupoints in his body, so that the true energy in his body was completely blocked. It was not that it was out of control, but that
Unable to move, he could only helplessly fall down.
With a move in his heart, Ye Cheng's true energy was pushed hard, and the spiral energy drove straight in along the meridians of the god, instantly tearing apart the pieces of the air network with a devastating momentum.
A few breaths of time passed in an instant, but it was not so easy for Ye Cheng. The energy left by Song Yuanqiao was not easy to resolve. I just felt that these air nets were extremely difficult to tangle. They were not only very tough, but also like silk.
Generally speaking, if it adheres tightly to his spiral energy, the few breaths of time are no easier than his battle. Moreover, the lives of two people are related, so he does not dare to be careless in the slightest.
When Ye Cheng withdrew his true energy, the god's expression also recovered, and he said in a deep voice: "Thank you, brother Shouwang, for your help. This Song Yuanqiao is indeed famous, and his strength is terrifying. I feel like I can't control myself when I fight against him!
"
Ye Cheng slowly calmed down the blood in his body. Naturally, he realized Song Yuanqiao's strength. He turned around and said with a smile: "Song Daxia's strength is really unfathomable. I don't know what this set of weapons is called. It is so powerful. Wudang can compete with Shaolin."
It seems that there is indeed something unique about it!"
Song Yuanqiao said coldly: "Watcher, the blood feud between you and Wudang has not been settled yet, and you have come to interfere with the affairs between the Demon Cult and our six sects. It seems that Huang Jue Zhenren has indeed done nothing wrong. I want to destroy your Baji Sect."
This is considered a minor matter, but now we still want to be enemies of the righteousness of the world!"
At the mention of the Baji Sect, Ye Cheng's eyes twitched, but he did not get angry. He still said with an undiminished smile: "Song Daxia is so majestic. The strength of Wudang's founding disciple is really outstanding. It would take a lot of effort to deal with a little-known Mingjiao disciple.
This unique skill is really eye-opening. I believe that in the future there will be another story about a hero showing off his power to slay evil spirits. It is really admirable!"
"you--"
Song Yuanqiao was speechless, but it was difficult to refute. After all, his identity was too different from that of a god. If he didn't think of a quick victory, how could he start Tai Chi? He didn't expect to trap himself in a cocoon and be talked about. With his status in the world
With respect to his reputation and status, I am afraid that what happened today will not be very glorious if word spreads about it.
"Boy, what are you, a heretic here, talking nonsense about? My father condescended to condescend to point out this god. It was his blessing. Even if he died on the spot, he asked for it. Many heroes here can prove it.
There is no need for you to talk nonsense here!"
Ye Cheng followed the sound and saw a handsome young man with a tall and tall figure. He was wearing a white warrior uniform and he looked heroic. Moreover, his appearance was very similar to that of Song Yuanqiao. He couldn't help but say
: "Could your Excellency be the son of Daxia Song? He is indeed the son of a dragon and a phoenix and a mouse who knows how to dig holes!"
That young man was none other than Song Yuanqiao's only son Song Qingshu. Although Ye Cheng's words were meant to be complimentary, it was hard to tell what the meaning was, and there was a hint of sarcasm in them. Song Qingshu immediately shouted: "
You are so presumptuous, today I, Song Qingshu, will take your life to pay homage to my uncle Sanjue!"
After saying that, he stepped out with his long sword out of its sheath, eager to kill him.
The God of Heaven hurriedly said: "This time it is a grudge between our holy religion and various sects. How can we involve others? Why don't we let this kid learn Song Shaoxia's clever tricks!"
Song Qingshu looked disdainful and said disdainfully: "You can't survive a single move by my father, but you still have the nerve to challenge me. You are really overestimating your abilities!"
"you--"
The god was speechless for a moment. The battle just now was indeed a disastrous defeat. Being scolded in front of him like this, his face suddenly felt shameless, but he didn't know how to refute. He just stared at Song Qingshu with murderous intent, wanting to go up and kill him.
Eight yuan is average.
Ye Cheng laughed loudly and said: "You can't say this. With the strength of Song Daxia, it is natural for Brother Tianshen to pale his subordinates. However, Song Shaoxia said that he cannot challenge you if he loses to your father. Could it be that the martial arts of Shaoxia is inferior to your father's?"
More clever? If so, this Wudang is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"
Song Qingshu was slightly startled. He didn't expect that what he said quickly would be used as an excuse. Naturally, his martial arts skills could not be higher than Song Yuanqiao's. He hurriedly defended: "I mean he has been seriously injured at the hands of my father.
You are arrogant enough to challenge me, you are not looking for death. I am an upright person from a well-known Wudang family. How could I take advantage of others' danger to kill such a helpless person!"
"Well said! I, the Watcher, am here to challenge the masters of the six sects. If you are willing to give me some advice, you can go directly to the competition!"
Ye Cheng roared loudly and straightened his back. Suddenly, a surging momentum came out of his body. Under the swirl of the spiral energy, it became even more powerful and domineering.
His shout immediately caused an uproar in the inner hall. At this moment, top-notch experts from all sects were present. How could they tolerate someone so arrogantly calling out? Immediately, the crowd was filled with emotions, and some people even shouted directly, as if they wanted to directly
Rush up and kill Ye Cheng.
Kong Wen slammed the Zen staff in his hand, and a low muffled thunder sounded in the hall, exploding in everyone's ears. It made people feel as if the hall was shaking under their feet, which shows the profound and absolute power of this person.
At a terrifying height.
The noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and Kong Wen then said softly: "The little benefactor has extraordinary powers. There have been rumors in the world for a long time. In the past, the poor monk didn't care about the grudges between you, Wudang and Emei. He only wanted to know whether the little benefactor was real."
Do you want to interfere in our grudges with the Ming Cult and become enemies of the righteousness of the world?"
Ye Cheng thought that he had been wanted by the world's righteous people for a long time, so why did he bother to talk to him so much? He opened his mouth and said: "Although my strength is meager, I still have a lot of passion. I once promised Yang Zuoshi to jointly resist the powerful enemy, so naturally I will
To do this, even if you unfortunately die here today, you still have to keep your word and be benevolent and righteous. Naturally, you will not be like you, relying on the name of righteousness, talking about benevolence and righteousness, entangled so many masters to kill other people's mountain gates, and commit murder in vain
Abuse, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and evil spirits!"
Kong Wen Yi announced the Buddha's visit and said: "The Golden Retriever Lion King of the demon sect killed my senior brother Kong Jian. He also massacred the decent disciples and robbed the Kongtong Sect's secret technique Seven Injury Fist Manual. The Green Winged Bat King was even more evil and killed people."
Drinking blood, the Huashan sect's hero Bai Huan was also killed by the Ming sect. The Wudang sect's Yu Daiyan and Yu's sect were also injured at the hands of the Tianying sect and have not recovered yet. In the early years, Yang Xiao had committed many evil deeds. In addition,
, there are so many bad deeds and evil deeds, shouldn’t these evil spirits be eradicated?”
Ye Cheng snorted coldly: "If it is as you say, both Shaolin and Wudang are righteous, then why are so many disciples defecting from the sect, and why are there still places of punishment such as the Discipline Academy? I am afraid that the same is true in Shaoshi Mountain.
There are many disciples who have broken the precepts being imprisoned!"
"Bastard, how can a devil like you, Shaolin, be able to comment arbitrarily on me!"
Kong Zhi, standing next to Kong Wen, yelled loudly, obviously very angry at Ye Cheng's nonsense.
Taking a step forward, he snorted coldly: "The little benefactor has actually challenged us, so let me have a fight with you and see the little benefactor's superb martial arts. I hope I won't disappoint the poor monk!"
"Ha ha--"
Mayor Ye smiled and said: "Master, you are really shameless. How long have you been famous, and you still want to fight with this kid? Do you also want to be like the hero Song and condescend to teach this kid? If my master is still here, you
You can compete with him!"
"you--"
Kong Zhi was at a loss for words for a moment. He had never seen such a shameless person before. Ye Cheng's intention was obvious. Naturally, the ones he wanted to challenge were not masters of their level, so only disciples from various sects were left.
Moreover, Ye Cheng himself is also a thorn in the side of Wudang and Emei. Naturally, they cannot leave him alone after such a quarrel.
Sure enough, a person walked out of the Shaolin square formation. He was extremely strong and tall. He was none other than Jiang Long, who had an enmity with Ye Cheng. The person standing next to him was naturally Fu Hu.
Walking to Kong Wen's side, Jianglong said respectfully: "Disciple, please go out to fight and relieve the worries of your masters and uncles!"
Kong Wen gave a slight "hmm" and stopped talking. He was one of the four great monks of Shaolin. Naturally, he hoped that his disciples could defeat Ye Cheng in one fell swoop, and with the reputation of being the best in the world, he would show that the Shaolin world was the most authentic sect.
