After seeing the black-robed man sitting on the sedan chair, the eyes of the righteous knights became serious. Speaking of it, a large part of the reason why the devil can be rampant to this day lies in the leader of Xuantian.
Only with the existence of the Xuantian Cult Master and the Xuantian Sect can the demonic path be so unscrupulous, because since the Xuantian Sect gained power, on the battlefield where the good and the evil are fighting, it is no longer the righteous path fighting one with more, but both sides are evenly matched.
The reason is that the martial arts of Xuantian leader is too high and there are too many Xuantian disciples. Compared with the top sects of Zhengdao, Wudang and Northern and Southern Shaolin, the number of disciples is only about a thousand.
However, the number of followers of the Xuantian Sect is in the tens of thousands. This alone is enough to make the knights of the Zhongyuan Zhengdao sweat.
And compared with the mountains of righteousness that are all different, the mountains of the demonic world are relatively single. Basically, the Xuantian Sect is one of them. After all, the other demonic sects are trying to compete with each other, but they are powerless.
This also leads to the fact that the various factions of the Demonic Path are not opponents to Xuantian Sect, but helpers. Compared with the Central Plains Righteous Path, which is constantly experiencing internal friction, their situation is simply not that good.
However, power and status are actually secondary. The most important thing is that Xuantian Sect has absolute force.
Not to mention the Xuantian leader himself, if his two Dharma protectors, three demon generals, and fourteen Dharma protectors were all dispatched, I dare not say that the world would be shaken, at least there would be no peace in the world.
Now, although the Xuantian Sect has suffered a blow, and both the Dharma King and the Dharma Protectors in the sect have suffered losses, but when we see each other today, the power of the other party can still be said to be overwhelming.
After Shang Yangzi's leader Xuantian appeared, his probing eyes kept falling on him, which made the Thousand-faced Dharma King in front of him very unhappy.
He sneered: "Shang Yangzi! You Wudang Sect has such a big airs. That old guy Qi Yunzi is not around, but you still dare to challenge me!"
Qianmian Dharma King's words made everyone in Wudang look at him angrily. Shang Yangzi withdrew his gaze slightly and turned to Qianmian. Yun Danfeng said softly: "Where is Qingping?"
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"snort!"
The Thousand-faced Dharma King clapped his hands, and several Xuantian believers from behind carried the pale Qingping to the front and threw him to the ground.
Qingping was a little moved and a little ashamed when he saw his fellow Wudang disciples. Although he didn't speak, his longing eyes were enough to reveal the deep emotions in his heart.
The Thousand-faced Dharma King swept away the Wudang crowd in front of him and said with a sinister smile: "Shang Yangzi, our Xuantian Sect has always explained the rules clearly. Today we will compete in three games and win two. If Wudang wins, this person will win.
Take him away, if he fails, then this kid will die on the spot today, and you will probably have nothing to say."
Shangyangzi frowned slightly and did not answer, but saw Thousand-faced Dharma King laughing loudly, flicking his black robe, and took the lead to the empty field in front. He said loudly: "Come! Let me first see you.
How about Wudang's swordsmanship?"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless righteous knights in the field cursed and despicable. Wudang was obviously at a disadvantage because of this fighting method, because the only master on their side who could hold up the scene was Shang Yangzi.
On the side of the Xuantian Sect, there is a Thousand-faced Dharma King fighting against them, plus the leader of the Xuantian Sect is holding the battle, and there are ten guardians below. No one knows how strong or weak they are.
Once Shang Yangzi draws or loses in this game, it will basically mark the defeat of Wudang, because the remaining Si Luochao and Song Yangui, even they know in their hearts, will fight against an opponent of the level of King Xuantian.
I'm afraid the chances of success are slim.
And even if Yang Zi wins this round, it is meaningless, because even if he can defeat the King of Thousand Faces, he cannot kill the opponent. The Xuantian Sect can easily replace the strongest general in Wudang.
Already.
But Shang Yangzi didn't care about Thousand Faced Dharma King's tricks. He said calmly: "No need to go to such trouble. You can pick three people to go up. If I lose, I will take them back to Wudang and never stop."
Return."
As soon as Shang Yangzi said these words, everyone was immediately shocked. He was not provoking the Xuantian Sect, but directly despising the other party.
Even the righteous knights who have full confidence in Yangzi can't help but beat their hearts at this moment. Even if the Wudang Great Elder can defeat the King of Thousand Faces, there is still the Xuantian Cult Leader behind him. How can he dare to make a decision?
Such a bet.
On the opposite side, the Thousand-faced Dharma King was also shocked by Shang Yangzi's words, but he had a quick mind and quickly realized that the other party was very emboldened, either with a trump card that could overturn the table, or...
...It means that the other party has already guessed the depth of Xuantian's leader!
No matter what the situation was, the Thousand-faced Dharma King was very afraid, but Shangyangzi's indifferent expression made him dare not express his inner thoughts easily.
After thinking about it, the Thousand-faced Dharma King looked back at the leader Xuantian who did not express his opinion. He gritted his teeth and laughed and said: "Okay! Shang Yangzi, you have the skills. In this case, let me show you Wudang."
Is the swordsmanship sharp enough?"
In the middle of speaking, the Thousand-faced Dharma King took action boldly. He raised his right palm, and the scene suddenly became turbulent. The filthy air waves swept towards Shangyangzi. With the chirping of sharp thorns, his figure turned into a black light and went straight.
Kill towards the opposite side.
"rat!"
The Thousand-faced Dharma King's unruly sneak attack made the righteous knights who were unaware of it start to curse angrily, but the other party didn't take it to heart at all. At this moment, they were all satisfied and took the opportunity to catch Yoko off guard.
It is a pity that the Thousand-faced Dharma King overestimated himself and underestimated the other party.
His sneak attack seemed to have been expected by Shangyangzi, or the other party didn't care about his sneak attack at all.
I saw the old Taoist priest turning a blind eye to the menacing Thousand-faced Dharma King. He held the sword secret in his left hand and opened his right palm slightly. Si Luo trembled towards the wooden box in his arms, and then a red light broke out from it and swept into Shangyang.
In the hands of the son.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's the Heavenly Fierce Sword!" Seeing the rumored peerless ferocious sword, Kunlun leader Yuan Muhan's breathing became rapid, and his eyes widened.
He stared intently at the sword, refusing to miss any detail.
The Heavenly Fierce Sword is as pale as snow, and the red light that blooms is not the brightness of the sword itself, but something similar to murderous aura that spreads out after Shangyangzi's true energy adheres to it.
At this moment, the Thousand-faced Dharma King was already approaching with one arm wrapped in the turbulent current.
Shang Yangzi made a finger gesture with his left hand and held the sword in his right hand. With such a slight stroke, a sword light suddenly exploded like thunder. The sword energy was as vast as snow falling in the sky, and then it was like maple leaves fluttering, red light like fire, and in a moment,
Burned up the muddy flow.
The Thousand-faced Dharma King screamed, and his whole body was cut into two pieces. Everyone was shocked, and then the righteous party immediately burst into shocking applause.
But the good times did not last long. After Shang Yangzi fired his sword, his face did not show any joy of victory. His eyes slowly turned to the Xuantian Sect's team, and he saw more people in the crowd.
A man in black robe wearing a pale mask appeared.
"What's going on? How come there are two Thousand Faced Dharma Kings?!"
"Something's wrong, everyone, look at the body on the ground!"
The righteous knights kept exclaiming. Everyone looked at the corpse on the ground that was separated from top to bottom. They were shocked to find that after the mask on his face slowly fell off, the true body hidden behind it turned out to be a woman.
Northern Shaolin Master Lingwu said something to Amitabha and explained to everyone: "Thousand-faced Dharma King has thousands of people and thousands of faces. He is proficient in the method of substitutes. It would be extremely difficult to defeat the enemy with one move."
Shang Yangzi stood with a sword in his hand, his expression unchanged, and his heart seemed to be calm, while the Thousand-faced Dharma King, although he used a weird method that others could not understand to avoid the sword, seemed a little angry.
"Damn it Shang Yangzi! You fake Taoist priest! You killed countless people with that fierce sword, but you still think of yourself as a righteous knight, bah!"
While cursing, the Thousand-faced Dharma King once again displayed his martial arts. His figure was like lightning, and he came through the air. With one palm, he set off thousands of ripples and attacked again.
Shang Yangzi raised his eyes slightly and slashed upward with a red arc of light. Thousand-faced Dharma King screamed strangely and exploded, turning into several pieces and falling to the ground.
Many people were almost nauseated when they saw this scene, and the righteous knights also frowned and responded. Although Shang Yangzi killed the demonic man with his sword out of justice, his sword technique was too harsh.
"Old guy, I want to see how many more times you can kill me!"
As expected, another Thousand-faced Dharma King appeared in the crowd. He used the same method to attack Shangyangzi again, and was killed by the opponent again with one sword.
From this moment on, the ensuing battle became increasingly weird. The Thousand-faced Dharma King's substitutes continued to die, and there were more and more mutilated corpses under Shang Yangzi's feet.
Finally, when he beheaded Qianmian for the tenth time, Kamiyangzi finally frowned and said in a cold tone: "Qianmian, what are you delaying?"
The figure of the Thousand-faced Dharma King stagnated slightly, then sneered, and regardless of it, he came towards Yangzi's sword light again.
After Shang Yangzi easily beheaded the Thousand-faced Dharma King, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. His gaze moved forward slightly, passing through the expressionless Xuantian Cult members, and landed on Xuantian Cult Leader sitting in the sedan chair.
.
Could it be...
Shang Yangzi's face suddenly darkened. He looked at the Thousand-faced Dharma King who appeared again. Suddenly his sword edge deviated and brushed against the opponent's shoulder. After bringing up pieces of blood, he stepped forward and his figure seemed to be separated.
The string of arrows passed over the opponent and headed towards the sedan chair.
"What? Not good!"
After Shangyangzi passed by in front of him, the Thousand-faced Dharma King was suddenly startled. After turning around to see the opponent's actions clearly, he pretended to be panicked and shouted, but in fact, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask.
Amid everyone's exclamations, Shang Yangzi slashed at the leader of Xuantian with a sword. None of the ten guardians had time to defend themselves. Seeing that the snow-white sword energy was stained with murderous red a little bit, it was about to fall on top of the head.
, Leader Xuantian finally moved.
But what stunned the righteous knights was that the sword light passed by, and the black robe of the Xuantian leader was shattered to pieces. The figure revealed underneath was actually a half-naked monk from Fanbang, with scriptures tattooed on his face and chest.
.
"My Lord have mercy."
The monk sighed, and the purple-gold light wheel suddenly appeared, and the old hands gathered a terrifying light to meet the sword light.