Chapter 41

"Ah

The mistake of one move revealed the flaw. Immediately, the white eyebrow hawk king was stabbed into five long swords in his chest and abdomen, and passed neatly.

The pain in his heart aroused his fury, and Yin Tianzheng's inner Qi tried his best to break the five long swords in front of him, which shocked the five people of song Yuanqiao back and forth.

Yin Tianzheng was so white by his true Qi that his hair and hair were shaking and dancing. Without saying a word, he looked at the five people of song Yuanqiao, and the magic power was fierce!

Song Qingshu swept the array and watched song Yuanqiao's five men win. He was immediately overjoyed.

After knowing that the white browed eagle king was injured, he looked even more fierce and powerful. It was only a strong crossbow. I'm afraid that even if he went up at this time, he could take the old devil's life with a sword.

But song Qingshu just wanted to step forward and take this great opportunity of fame, but he was stopped by song Yuanqiao.

"Dad?"

Song Qingshu looks at Song Yuanqiao in bewilderment. Song Yuanqiao doesn't know what his son means. He stares and scolds loudly.

"We can't win with five to one. Wudang school can't take advantage of others' danger any more."

In the last few words, song Yuanqiao's voice is gradually lower, but his tone is more powerful and forceful, even not like the conversation between father and son.

Seeing his father's severe reprimand, song Qingshu no longer spoke. He knew that his father's views and demands on Zhang Wuji had changed since his death, and he became more and more severe.

"Ho

As soon as Yin Tianzheng pulled out the five broken swords on his chest, Wei Yixiao quickly came forward to help Yin Tianzheng stop bleeding, and gave him a virtual hand behind his back.

Looking around for a week, song Yuanqiao realized that the defeat of the Ming religion had been decided, and it was time to end the chaotic war, so he cried out.

"Stop it

As soon as the leader spoke, the Wudang disciples naturally obeyed, and the other five sects also stopped fighting when they saw the Wudang truce.

The remnant of the Ming religion got a chance to breathe and quickly stepped back to protect Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao.

"What? If you don't fight Wudang, I will fight Huashan sect! I'll take care of all these useless people in Huashan! "

Dressed in Red Cross white, Huashan two elders jumped out and lit the Ming people with their swords. They looked arrogant and evil.

"Unexpectedly, today my white eyebrow hawk king was bullied by dogs..."

When Yin Tianzheng saw that the two men were so rampant that they were agitated, which affected the injury, he could not help feeling that they were weaker than before.

"Old devil, we will fight side by side today to protect and teach by death!"

Green Wing bat king looked at the two clowns in front of him, and his lips trembled with anger.

At the beginning of the battle, the two villains only dared to find some common disciples to fight. He looked at them from a distance and ran away quickly. After he was tired of fighting for a long time, he chased him with his sword to get his head.

Now, it's just too much of a bully to point out, drink and scold face to face!

Although the extinction sword is not in hand, it is still domineering.

"It's a real pleasure that the evil cult has lost today."

"Zhiruo, take your disciples to put out the holy fire of their demon sect, which is so-called never extinguished!"

Zhou Zhiruo is about to draw a sword to take people forward, but he is stopped by Shaolin kongzhi.

"White browed eagle king, I think you are a great master. You created your own Eagle Claw skill, which is as famous as our Shaolin dragon claw hand, so that you won't be insulted by the separation of the corpse. Kill yourself!"

Yin Tian was looking around the main hall of the general altar, almost every place was stained with the blood of the disciples, and the corpses were everywhere.

He felt that he was powerless. With a long sigh, he raised his talons to his head.

"Eagle king, wait a minute

A strong and resonant voice seems to ring out in everyone's ears, and the six factions turn to look for it. I'm afraid the master of this voice has a good internal power.

At this time, the wind suddenly rolled up dust, blurred the vision of the six sects, all of them were in the heart of a warning, and quickly waved their sleeves to disperse, at the same time, they were wary of a strong enemy sneak attack.

It seems that some leaders with advanced martial arts feel a breeze passing by. But when they notice, they are far away.

The smoke and dust completely dispersed, and suddenly a figure appeared between the six sects and the Ming religion, tiger backed ape waist, towering.

Look up and see, immediately a strong and powerful domineering atmosphere swept across the face!

The figure threw the monk in his hand on the ground, raised his hand, clasped his fist and said, "heroes, please stop and listen to me for a moment."

The sound was as loud as a bell and spread all over the hall, shaking the dust on the ground.

"Who are you? Do you know that all of you here are the famous masters of the Wulin today? Where can you talk to me?"

Seeing that he was only a tall man in his twenties and twenties, song Qingshu seemed to find a vent in his heart. He pointed his sword at the figure in the field and asked loudly.

"Qingshu can't be rude. I'd like to apologize to this gentleman."

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand and looked at the man in front of him. His eyes flashed with deep fear. He didn't know that the wind was just passing by.

If this man had just slapped his face, could he still stand here alive!

Apart from other things, this lightness skill alone is enough to be superior to everyone in the world.

He was scolded by song Yuanqiao again. Song Qingshu glanced around and found that none of the leaders and elders of the major schools agreed with him. They all looked at the man.

Aware that things are different, this person is afraid to be very difficult to provoke. After several psychological struggles, song Qingshu blushes and is about to apologize in front of the public.

But who knows, the man laughed and waved his hand. He looked like I was straightforward and I didn't care about you. He choked back what he said.

"All right, all right, I'm being rude."

After the Great Han Dynasty, he did not pay any attention to him. He immediately gave two fists to the six sects and the disabled members of the Ming religion.

"Boy Li Xiu, a nameless man in the mountains and fields, I just want to persuade you to stop fighting and not to let the people of the Mongolian Yuan court see the joke!"

"What does this gentleman mean? Why are you involved with the imperial court again? "

Zhou Zhiruo forward station, side eye frown, soft voice jiaomei asked.

At the foot of the man, he turned over the fainting monk who was lying on the ground, showed his face, and pointed to him and cried in pain.

"Today, all the heroes and even the swords and soldiers are fighting each other. In fact, it's all because this culpable thief took refuge in the imperial court and secretly stirred up the relationship between various factions and the Ming religion!"

The rest of them were not so good, but the Shaolin people changed their faces and recognized the wounded monks on the ground.

Immediately, people who were very angry jumped out from behind Shaolin.

"How dare you! If you dare to hurt and slander my martial uncle Yuanzhen, I'll let you taste the benefits of my Shaolin dragon claw hand! "

Yuanyin stands still. After a violent drink, he immediately catches the big man with fierce and fierce spirit. His moves are inseparable from the key face.

As if he didn't want to do it, he just stepped back and pulled his hand to block it. After he had no choice but to drink, his whole body burst out, and the round sound rushed back step by step.

"Masters of Shaolin, if I'm lucky enough to win, can I just listen to me and tell you the whole story?"

Taking advantage of the gap, the man asked Shaolin.