The six major sects have received news that the Five Disciples of the Ming Cult, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng and other masters have led all the people back to Guangmingding. Thinking of the great reputation of the Ming Cult before Yang Dingtian disappeared, Miejie Shitai and others couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement in their hearts.
With a sense of urgency, he suddenly increased his attack speed.
However, the strange thing is that the resistance of the Mingjiao, which received strong support, has not strengthened, but has become much weaker. The Zhengdao sects that are besieged from all sides are invincible.
It wasn't until they reached Guangmingding that everyone knew the whole story.
I saw the Ming Cult members, led by masters such as Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao, Wu Sanren, Yin Yewang, etc., waiting for them in full formation.
After the six major sects merged, they faced off with the Ming Cult in clear divisions across the Guangmingding Altar.
At this time, Yang Xiao, who had a handsome appearance and an arrogant expression, stepped forward and said loudly: "It has always been difficult to distinguish what is right and wrong in the feuds and disputes in the Jianghu. Today you six major sects besieged Guangmingding and wanted to destroy our Mingjiao. Originally, it was just a fight to the death. What's the point?
Afraid of it? But just last night, our teaching received a secret report that the Tatar army had been ambushing not far away from the mountain. They would only wait until we were both defeated and injured before they would annihilate us in one fell swoop. No matter what grudges we had, but
After all, we are all Han Chinese with the same blood, so... Yang Xiaobucai has a suggestion, how about we work together to defeat the Tatar ambush, and then fight to the death?"
Qin Changfeng asked Huixu to report this news to Yang Xiao, and the fact is indeed the case. No matter what changes Qin Changfeng made with the arrival of Qin Changfeng, even if he killed the two elders Xuan Ming in advance, the Minmin Temu County
After the master got the news that the six sects were besieging Guangmingding, he would not let go of this opportunity to kill all the martial arts masters in one fell swoop.
This is the historical necessity inferred from the human heart.
Qin Changfeng did this just to make the situation change in the direction he expected in advance and enter the master decisive battle stage as soon as possible. After all, he only participated in this battle to show off his fame and power and complete the second main mission, not to actually
They want to help exterminate Mingjiao.
After hearing the news, most of the people from the six sects showed signs of approval. Between national justice and personal grievances, there are still many heroes who can distinguish right from wrong.
Of course, there are still some people who are very unwilling to accept it. Master Miejie, who has a deep hatred for the Ming Cult, is undoubtedly one of them. He immediately raised the Yitian Sword and said coldly: "What evidence is there for saying that the Tatars ambush at the foot of the mountain? Who knows if this is you
The Demon Cult uses retreat as a means to advance?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a man with messy hair was carrying the Huanshou Avenue and shouted: "Old nun, you believe it or not, and you want evidence, I will prove your damn shit!"
This person is none other than Zhou Dian, a eccentric and quarrelsome person among the Wu San people.
"Seeking death!" Miejie was furious, his eyes turned cold, and he was about to draw his sword to kill Zhou Dian, who had an extremely foul mouth.
But at this time, Yin Tianzheng, the white-haired eagle king with a tall figure and snow-white eyebrows, came out and said in a stern voice: "I, Yin Tianzheng, are the ones who have enmity between our Ming Cult and other sects. Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others have no big hatred against ordinary believers."
, so it is convenient for both of us to determine the outcome in a master showdown. If you win, it is up to you whether to kill or behead. If our teaching wins by chance, please lead the disciples to quickly retreat from the Guangming Peak and let them go.
I taught you to concentrate on destroying the Tatar ambush."
"Okay, the poor monk is the first to go up. Donor Yin, I heard that your eagle claw skills are unparalleled in the world. It just so happens that the poor monk also has a lot of experience in practicing my Shaolin dragon claw skills. Let's compare!"
When he heard about the martial arts competition, Kongxing, one of the four great Shaolin monks, immediately jumped out impatiently. As a martial arts fanatic, this kind of scene was his favorite, and the competition with Yin Tianzheng was something he had been looking forward to for a long time.
After hearing this, Yin Tianzheng also jumped up to the altar and laughed loudly: "The Shaolin monk invites me to fight, why should I not respond, so I use the Eagle Claw Kung Fu to challenge Shaolin's unique skills, please!" After saying this, he bent the fingertips of his hands like hooks.
The man, with a flick of his legs, he jumped out like a falcon.
Emptiness became very interested, and he waved his hands, and the man rose into the sky like a dragon, and immediately fought with Yin Tianzheng.
I saw the two of them flying with their claws flying, their bodies soaring into the air, their energy sweeping across a distance of several feet, as cold as the cold wind. Both of them were extremely fast, and they could take just a dozen breaths.
Dozens of claws collided, and the claw shadows in the sky looked like a condor fighting a divine dragon.
At first, the two were evenly matched, but after more than thirty moves, Kongxing gradually showed signs of defeat. His external strength was almost the same as that of Yin Tianzheng, but his internal strength was not as deep as the other's. As time went by, his claw strength was not as strong as before, and he was defeated.
It's inevitable.
Sure enough, after fighting for more than a dozen moves, the two tumbling figures suddenly stopped. Yin Tian was standing still, but Kong Xing took four or five steps back before stopping. There was a claw mark on his right shoulder.
, the outcome is already self-evident.
Yin Tianzheng raised his hands and said: "Fistes and kicks are unpredictable. I was lucky enough to defeat the monk of emptiness by half a move. I wonder which master will continue to fight with Yin next?"
People from the six major sects looked at me and I looked at you, but no one came out for a while.
Although Kong Xing was a simple man and ignorant of world affairs, his martial arts skills were highly praised. Seeing that even he was completely defeated, many people gave up the idea of humiliating themselves. Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, Kunlun
, among the Kongtong School, apart from the calm Qin Changfeng, the only one who is somewhat certain to defeat Yin Tianzheng in a single fight is Miejie Shitai who holds the Yitian Sword.
However, Miejie wanted to kill Yang Xiao with his own hands, so he didn't really want to fight Yin Tianzheng at this time, which was a waste of energy.
At this time, Kong Zhi, who was the commander-in-chief of the six major sects, coughed and said to Qin Changfeng, who looked like an old god was here: "Junior brother Kongyu, you might as well go up and learn the clever tricks of old benefactor Yin."
Upon hearing this, Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together and said calmly: "If the poor monk comes on the stage, the masters of the other sects will probably have no chance to play again."
"hiss……"
After hearing his words, everyone from the Ming Cult to the six major sects took a deep breath. Even some Shaolin disciples who didn't know the reason looked ashamed. They felt that the tone of their junior master's uncle was really...
...it's also a bit too big.
The first one who couldn't help it was still Zhou Dian. He pointed his machete at Qin Changfeng, raised his head and shouted: "Little monk, you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue. Do you dare to fight me, Zhou Dian first?"
A game? Let you know how high the sky is and how high it is!"
Kong Zhi is a narrow-minded person and cannot listen to anything that is detrimental to Shaolin. Hearing this, he sneered coldly: "Monks don't lie. Since the poor monk dares to say this, he naturally has this ability. Almsgiver Zhou is the only one."
I just want to challenge Junior Brother Kongyu, but I’m really far from it. If all five of you come together, you might have a chance.”
"Fart, fart, it stinks! Eagle King, come down and let me chop this monk to death first." Zhou Dian was so angry that he was about to explode. He jumped onto the ring without caring.
At this time, Qin Changfeng must play no matter what.
Qin Changfeng will not shirk the blame anymore. He has deliberately created this situation. In front of both good and evil, he defeated all the masters of the Ming Cult by one person. The evaluation of the completion of the main task 2 is still among excellent in any case.
Up.
On the other side, when Zhou Dian saw Qin Changfeng coming on the stage, he rushed forward and slashed at Qin Changfeng regardless of whether the White-browed Eagle King agreed or not.
Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together with a smile on his face, and allowed the knife to strike his shoulder. He only heard a thud, and after the blade tore through the monk's clothes, it seemed as if it had been struck on a copper plate, and he could no longer move forward.
"Madman Zhou, be careful, this monk must have practiced Shaolin's Vajra Indestructible Magic!" Wei Yixiao, who had already suffered a loss from Qin Changfeng in the audience, immediately reminded him.
"Why is King Kong indestructible? I don't believe that I can't cut you!" Zhou Dian didn't believe in evil. He waved his sword around Qin Changfeng and slashed four times from all over his body. However, he only heard four "dong-dong-dong-dong" sounds.
Qin Changfeng still stood firm. The indestructible power of the Vajra in the late eighth level was definitely not something he could shake with his power.
But Zhou Dian is like shit in a latrine, smelly and hard. Even though the gap is so obvious, he still stood three feet away and said stiffly: "You can do whatever you want if you have the guts."
Hit me?"
However, before he finished speaking, his vision blurred. Qin Changfeng's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could make any reaction, a finger with flashing white light was pressed on his chest.
Then he flew backwards into the air and flew out. While he was still in the air, a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth.
It wasn't until he fell heavily under the ring that he heard Qin Changfeng's faint voice saying: "As you wish..."
The whole place was silent!
Although Wu Sanren's strength is not as good as that of the four great dharma kings and the two envoys on the left and right, in the entire martial arts world, he can still be regarded as the top second-rate master. Xian Yutong, the leader of Huashan who is the weakest among the six sects, may not be able to win in the martial arts world.
Defeat one of them in single combat.
Not only did Zhou Dian fail to cause any harm to Qin Changfeng, he was directly seriously injured and knocked off the ring by a single move. This result shocked both good and evil people.
At this time, Yin Tianzheng, who had not stepped down from the stage, raised his hands and said: "Shaolin is indeed a martial arts master with a thousand-year heritage. The master is young but has such profound skills. I wonder which eminent monk he is a disciple of?"
Qin Changfeng replied calmly: "The poor monk Kongyu, my mentor's method is called to overcome the disaster, and the master's uncle is to overcome the difficulties and overcome the tribulation. The three of them must have heard of the White-browed Eagle King."
"Overcoming disaster, overcoming disaster, overcoming calamity..." Upon hearing these three names, White-browed Eagle King, Yang Xiao and other Mingjiao elders all frowned and recalled, and soon Yin Tianzheng suddenly said loudly: "I remembered, thirty or so
Years ago, there was a battle between three Shaolin monks and Master Yang, and the result..."
"Yes," Qin Changfeng continued what he had not finished: "They were defeated miserably at the hands of Master Yang, and their mentor was even blinded in one eye. This is a fact, and there is nothing to avoid. A poor monk is not talented.
, today I want to settle this relationship for my mentor and my two uncles."
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji, who was hiding aside and wanted to show up with Yuan Zhen and make the old martial arts grievances public, could not help but slow down and thought in his heart: This grudge between Shaolin and Mingjiao has nothing to do with Cheng Kun.
, even if he shows up at this time, the holy monk may not be willing to give up with his mind, so it is better to wait for him to resolve this cause and effect before I show up again. Moreover, since he is willing to send someone to give me Cheng Kun, it is obvious that he is
I don't want both the Mingjiao and the six major sects to suffer losses. This is probably why he asked me to reveal Cheng Kun's true face.
When he thought of this, Zhang Wuji temporarily suppressed his patience and continued to watch. Having also spent two years with Qin Changfeng, he knew very well that it was best not to stop what the holy monk wanted to do, otherwise he would definitely use more methods.
The decisive measure is completed.
At the same time, Yin Tianzheng frowned after listening to Qin Changfeng's words and said: "I see. It's a pity that our leader of Jiaoyang has been missing for a long time. Today, I will take his place and fight the divine monk!"
"Please!" Qin Changfeng stretched out a hand gently and stood still.
Yin Tianzheng raised his claws to attack, stretched his hands like eagle wings, leaped into the air and pounced down with a fierce momentum. Of course, these tentative claws could not break Qin Changfeng's eighth layer of indestructible defense.
Naturally, the White-browed Eagle King, whose martial arts ranked first among the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Cult, would not give up easily. Seeing Qin Changfeng's expression of being confident with the indestructible power of the Vajra and allowing himself to be attacked, he simply let go of his hands and feet, his body as pale as ashes.
The eagle stretched out its claws and enveloped Qin Changfeng like a violent storm.
