When the words were finished, a middle-aged man with red hair, holding a golden halberd, landed on a tall mountain. In his deep eyes, anger appeared, looking around at everyone, shouting angrily:
Among you, who killed my brother Xuanwu, stand up quickly and get up to death!”
Someone in the crowd recognized the identity of the man with red hair and immediately said to his companion in a low voice: "This person is the Golden Salute King of the Western Region Demon Sect. He has been famous for more than 20 years. It is said that the golden pole in his hand is long.
The halberd is made of 9981 pounds of top-grade gold, and this person has the ability to carry the Nine Cauldrons, so he is a very tricky person."
One of his companions took the conversation and echoed: "I heard that the Golden Salute King and the Xuanwu Zun Envoy, one of the four great guardians of the Western Region Demon Sect, are brothers of life and death who have eight friends. And I heard that the Xuanwu Zun Envoy leads the Xuanwu Zun Envoy, who is the leader of the Xuanwu Zun Envoy.
The demons from the Western Region Demon Sect failed to attack the disciples of the Wudang Sect and were killed. I guess this person came to take revenge on his sworn brother Xuanwu Zun Envoy!"
A middle-aged man with a rather irritable personality immediately snorted and shouted: "The Western Regions demons dare to come to this Songshan Mountain to act wildly. They simply did not take our Central Plains martial arts world seriously."
Song Zhixing never missed any opportunity to show off his power, and this time was no exception. Seeing that so many masters from the Central Plains martial arts world gathered here, the other party came alone, and his courage immediately became stronger and he started to pull it up.
He shouted loudly: "Damn Demon, don't be arrogant. As long as I, the Wudang Sect Song Zhixing, will never allow you to be so arrogant on this Songshan Mountain!"
Angry flames flashed in the golden halberd king's vicious and deep eyes. The golden halberd in his hand waved through the air and shouted sternly: "Who are you?"
The Golden Salute King had just finished speaking and could not allow Song Zhixing to answer. Someone next to him replied loudly: "He is the leader of the new generation of our Central Plains martial arts world, and the first sword of the Wudang Sect. He had already said just now, you Western Region Demons
Zongquan is a group of rats who can only attack sneak attacks. If he dares to attack again, he will kill you all like he would kill the Xuanwu demon!”
Just now, many people heard Song Zhixing brag about how powerful he is, and he once mentioned the death of Xuanwu Zun many times. People who know the truth want to make him fool of themselves and see how he ends up. People who don’t know the truth are really
I thought he was so powerful, and I immediately said everything, and I followed the words and praised it. Suddenly, the crowd was full of people, and all the focus was on Song Zhixing.
Hearing the discussions of everyone, the Golden Salute King squinted his eyes slightly, and a strange anger flashed in his dark and deep eyes. He looked at Song Zhixing angrily, his teeth clattered, and he asked word by word.
He said, "It's you kid, killed my brother Xuanwu?"
Song Zhixing saw the cold and frosty eyes of the Golden Salute King, and immediately shuddered his whole body, and he did not have the momentum of being as vigorous as before. His eyes flashed with horror and he hurriedly looked around, hoping to find him.
His uncle, Taoist Master Chongxu.
But at this time, let alone Taoist Master Chongxu was not here, even the Emei Sect’s Master Tianjue was not here. He didn’t know the others at all, and he couldn’t count on them to help him.
Finally, he turned his eyes on Lin Yu, Afeng and others, and wanted to ask them for help, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, so he had to close his mouth and tremble slightly with a trembling head.
The voice answered: "This is Shaolin Temple in Songshan, and it is a place where all the masters of our Central Plains martial arts masters gather. How could you, the demon demon, be here to act wildly and unrestrained!"
The middle-aged man who was boasting about Song Zhixing just now took the conversation and said, "There is the first sword of Wudang, Song, here, the demons of the Demon Sect, don't be arrogant."
After shouting this sentence, he actually raised the weapon in his hand high again and shouted in his throat: "The No. 1 Sword of Wudang, Song Heroes will win, and the No. 1 Sword of Wudang, Song Heroes will win!"
Under his leadership and incitement, the others raised their weapons and echoed loudly: "The No. 1 Sword of Wudang, Song, will win!"
"The No. 1 Sword of Wudang, Song, will win!"
"The No. 1 Sword of Wudang, Song, will win!"
……………………
In an instant, thousands of people waved their weapons together, shouted loudly, shaking the sky, and into the sky, shocking the birds soared into the forest.
Originally, when the Golden Salute King saw Song Zhixing, his eyes flashed with half-believing and half-doubtedness, but now he looked at the shocking formation and became convinced. He immediately waved the golden halberd and pointed at Song Zhixing and shouted angrily.
: "Boy, do you dare to come forward and fight me?"
Song Zhixing had already scolded the middle-aged man who was boasting about him thousands of times in his heart. But now he has reached a difficult situation, and it is impossible for him to retreat.
Moreover, Song Zhixing also had a trace of fantasy in his heart. If he could kill this demon sect in front of such a hero in the world, he would become famous in the entire Central Plains martial arts world. Now the position of the leader of the martial arts world is still vacant, he said
Maybe I will become the new leader of the martial arts world because of this!
By then, I will definitely be able to surpass Lin Yu in one fell swoop and become a sensational figure who can turn the world upside down in the world. Wouldn’t it be easy to win the beauty?
When she thought of this, Song Zhixing felt like he had expired chicken blood, and even his blood began to boil. He resolutely drew out his long sword and shouted loudly: "Monster of the Demon Sect, I have my first sword in Wudang, Song Zhixing is here, don't you
Go crazy!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Zhixing took his dream of spring and autumn, suddenly pointed his toes, and his figure jumped into the air like a white crane, holding a sharp sword shining with cold light and stabbed at the Golden Salute King.
Seeing Song Zhixing swaying his sword and stabbing him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a surging cold light flashed from it. When the wind sword flew flat to the air, he hit the ground with his toes and waved the golden halberd, with a fierce momentum.
Smash to Song!
Song Zhixing was still immersed in his dream of spring and autumn at this time and did not wake up. Moreover, in his impression, if both sides compete in swords on Wudang Mountain, they would definitely wait for themselves to fly to the stage, and then they salute each other, and then the official will be formal.
The competition began. He never expected that the Golden Salute King would not follow the rules and could not wait to start the battle directly in the air.
Bang!
Before Song Zhixing could react, a golden halberd thunderous struck his shoulder like a mountain pressing down on his shoulder.
Although the Golden Salvation King did not use ten percent of his power, it was 80% to 90%, and his martial arts were far higher than Song Zhixing. The most important point was that at the moment he took action
, this time the opponent was not prepared at all. Therefore, he succeeded directly with one blow, and even if he did not take Song Zhixing's life, he would completely defeat him as a severely disabled person.
thump!
Song Zhixing's body fell from mid-air like a huge rock. His shoulder, which was hit hard by the golden halberd, was completely shattered and completely sunk, and blood was spewed out, fresh meat and gloomy white bones
They were all exposed directly, which was very scary.
Many people were completely shocked by this sudden scene, and they felt like they were dreaming. Even the Golden Salute King was in the air, stunned for a long time, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
"Haha...haha... It turns out that you so-called masters in the Central Plains martial arts world are so unbearable. What a bullshit Wudang sword, the slogan is so loud, but you can't even withstand my halberd!" The Golden Salute King re-elected
Back on the huge rock just now, he immediately burst into laughter.
The masters of other major sects in the Central Plains martial arts world saw the demons of the Western Region Demon Sect so rampant. The thought of going forward to fight to the death with him flashed in their minds. However, most of them passed away in a flash, after all, they were known as the number one in Wudang.
Song Zhixing of the sword was still in a pool of blood, moaning in pain. This lesson in the past was just a few breaths before. If anyone had seen such a shocking scene, he would have to take a breath of air conditioning.
The Golden Salute King is so fierce that just by just a meeting, he will make the genius of the Wudang Sect seriously disabled. If they come forward to fight, they may end up being even worse than Song Zhixing, and even their lives may be possible.
No insurance.
Seeing this scene, the face of the Golden Salute King immediately raised an arrogant and domineering expression, and tried hard to wave the golden long golden halberd, pointing to the people of the major sects in the Central Plains below, laughing loudly: "Haha...
…Haha…There are no one in the Central Plains martial arts world!”
Before he could finish his speech, the golden halberd king's squinting eyes caught a glimpse of Liu Ziqing who was with Yan Hong and other Emei disciples. An undetectable light flashed slightly inside. The golden halberd in his hand waved with the wind, and the whole thing was
The man was like an eagle hovering in the sky and discovering prey, swooping down and taking Liu Ziqing away.
blow!
However, just when the Golden Salute King thought he was about to succeed, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly turned his body, and a kite turned over and flipped out.
Before the Golden Salute King could stabilize his body, a man in blue had appeared in front of Liu Ziqing and protected him tightly behind him.
Seeing this, the Golden Salute King flashed a cold light in his eyes and shouted in a condensed voice: "Who are you?"
The man in blue shirt was naturally Lin Yu, but at this time he ignored the Golden Salute King, but asked anxiously: "Qing'er, are you injured?"
Liu Ziqing's agile eyes flashed twice, shook her head gently, and said, "Brother Lin Yu, I'm fine."
When the Golden Salute King heard Liu Ziqing's words, he was shocked. He looked up and down with a serious and solemn look, and shouted sternly: "Are you the master of Qingfeng Sword, Lin Yu?"
After Lin Yu was sure that Liu Ziqing was really fine, he turned around and a gust of murderous intent appeared in his clear eyes, and he replied in a cold voice: "That's right, it's me!"
When the Golden Sphur King heard Lin Yu's affirmative reply, his sinister eyes immediately condensed into a layer of frost and shouted sternly: "Is the Suzaku Zun Envoy killed by you?"
Lin Yu's expression was as cold as frost. A trace of disdain flashed in his clear and deep eyes, and he said coldly: "What, do you miss her very much? Do you want me to send you down now and reunite with her?"
The Golden Sphur King captured the disdain in Lin Yu's eyes, and immediately waved the golden golden halberd in his hand and shouted angrily: "Lin Yu, don't be arrogant, I will take your life now!
”
Before he could finish his words, the golden halberd in the hands of the Golden Salute King danced with the wind. Under the sunlight, dazzling golden light flashed, reflecting his whole body like a living Buddha's reincarnation, and then he saw it.
He rushed towards Lin Yu like a tiger going down the mountain!