Chapter 851

This person is an elder of the Kunlun Sect, named Xihuazi.

He has been famous for decades, and he has a certain reputation in the world, and his martial arts barely ranks second-rate.

Normally, a hundred of him would not be able to defeat Yang Xiao, but right now, Yang Xiao was attacked by Cheng Kun with his phantom finger and was seriously injured. This is the perfect time to kill him!

"Just kill Yang Xiao!"

"I, Xihuazi, can become famous in the rivers and lakes, and leave a name through the ages!"

Xihuazi's face twisted slightly. Eyes flushed with excitement.

Killing the Right Envoy of the Demon Cult——

This is a great merit!

With this sword, he will definitely become a great hero admired by everyone in the world! !

"Shameless villain!"

Seeing this scene, Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang School couldn't help cursing angrily.

Take advantage of others. Is it what a gentleman does?

On the other side, Emei's Miejue Shitai has long hated Yang Xiao to the bone, wishing to use the Yitian sword to chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs!

To die under the sword of the Kunlun faction is really cheap for him!

at this time!

A loud and piercing howl of an eagle came from outside the gate of Mingjiao Temple!

An old man in a brocade robe with a tall frame and white hair, beard and eyebrows. Controlling superb lightness skills, come quickly!

Five vigorous and powerful fingers, in the shape of eagle claws, with protruding blue veins, filled with true energy, as if they wanted to tear the air apart!

"clang!"

When the claws collided with the long sword, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing!

"What?"

Xihuazi didn't expect that someone would come to rescue Yang Xiao at such a time, so he quickly used Kunlun swordsmanship to fend off the enemy!

A few tricks were delivered like lightning!

Xihuazi lost to the white-browed old man, and was left with five blood marks on his chest by that sharp claw, so he retreated hastily!

"Brother!"

"Are you OK?!"

A middle-aged woman from the Kunlun Sect stepped forward quickly and supported Xi Huazi.

This person is also an elder of the Kunlun School, called Wei Siniang.

"One of the four guardian kings of the Ming Cult!"

"White-browed Eagle King, Yin Tianzheng!"

"It's him!?"

"Didn't he already break away from the Demon Cult and set up his own family? How could he come to rescue us today..."

"Hmph, looking for death!"

"Just relying on his Skyhawk Sect, he wants to stop my six sects?"

Hundreds of people gathered at the entrance of the temple were immediately discussing.

It's just because this white-browed old man is too famous in Jianghu and has a lot to do with the Demon Cult.

However, no matter how advanced Yin Tianzheng's martial arts are, he cannot rely on his own strength. Block the attack of the six factions!

"Eagle King?"

Yang Xiao clutched his chest, looking in surprise at the tall old man standing in front of him.

I was moved, but also sighed.

Wei Yixiao, cold and modest, could not say, Monk Peng, Zhou Dian, Yang Buhui and others also looked at Yin Tianzheng in surprise.

A glimmer of hope quickly lit up in his eyes, and then disillusioned.

Even if the White-Browed Eagle King arrives, it will not change the situation at all, unless the Golden-haired Lion King and Purple-shirted Dragon King can also be there...

"father!"

outside the door. Yin Tianzheng's son, King Yin Ye, led the disciples of the Eagle Sect, rushed into the temple, and stood in front of the masters of the Ming Sect.

Miejue Shitai frowned:

"Yin Tianzheng!"

"What do you mean? Want to protect these demons?!"

Someone from the Kongtong faction also pointed their fingers and scolded angrily: "Yin Tianzheng, take people away quickly, we can pretend that what happened just now never happened!"

"Senior Yin."

Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, saluted and said politely: "You left the Demon Sect more than ten years ago, established your own family, and founded the Sky Eagle Sect. Everyone in the world knows about it. Why do you have to come today? What about this muddy water?"

Yin Tianzheng looked at these decent martial arts people, and said lightly:

"This old man is one of the four great protectors of the Ming Cult. Even though he has left the Ming Cult, this status will never change!"

"It is the protector of the teaching, the teaching is in trouble, how can I not help?"

"Sky Eagle Sect disciples obey orders!"

Yin Tianzheng shouted angrily, and the loud voice spread throughout the temple. "Today, I, the Skyhawk Cult, swear to live and die with the Ming Cult!"

"Swear to live and die with the Ming Cult!!"

"Swear to live and die with the Ming Cult!!"

Dozens of Tianying disciples raised their swords and shouted in unison.

The faces of the six major sects became unsightly.

"Senior Yin..."

Song Yuanqiao wanted to persuade him again, but was questioned by Miejue Shitai: "Song Daxia! What do you have to say to this obsessed devil, just kill him!"

"Could it be that because your fifth younger brother Zhang Cuishan is Yin Tianzheng's son-in-law, you dare not strike?"

Zhang Cuishan, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, married Yin Susu of Tianying Sect and gave birth to a son. This matter is well known in the Jianghu.

Only Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu. Both committed suicide and apologized.

"this……"

Song Yuanqiao hesitated.

But his seventh younger brother, Mo Shenggu, did not avoid suspicion, and took the initiative to challenge him!

Wudang Seven Heroes!

Wudang sent Zhang Sanfeng personally trained seven apprentices, martial arts. Character, temperament, and knowledge are all impeccable.

Although Mo Shenggu is Zhang Sanfeng's youngest disciple. But he was very talented, and he also got the true instruction of Wudang swordsmanship. He was evenly matched with Yin Tianzheng at the moment, and he was defeated after more than 20 moves.

Because of his connection with the Wudang School, Yin Tianzheng did not harm Mo Shenggu.

But the next five masters from Kongtong, Huashan and Kunlun were not so lucky. They were beaten up by Yin Tianzheng, who vomited blood and fractured their bones. It was really miserable.

And Yin Tianzheng fought six people alone, although he won all of them, he was seriously injured!

"Eagle King!"

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian and the others gritted their teeth. But it can't help.

"puff--"

Another victory over an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple, Yin Tianzheng was hit by a Shaolin Vajra Palm, he vomited violently and flinched, his face was as pale as paper!

now.

All his internal organs were displaced, seven or eight of his ribs were broken, and he managed to hold on with a breath of true energy, so he barely fell down!

"father!"

"Let me come!"

Yin Yewang looked at it from behind and felt distressed to death.

Yin Tian was forcibly swallowing the blood gushing up from his throat. Walking to the center of the temple, a pair of eagle eyes scanned the heroes:

"Which other hero would like to teach?"

"I, Yin Tianzheng, will accompany you to the end!"

Anyone can see it.

At this time, Yin Tianzheng had lost his fighting power, and any expert from the six sects could kill him.

Xi Huazi from the Kunlun School felt that his chance had come again!

Immediately step forward:

"Blessed Boundless Heavenly Venerable~!"

"Yin Tianzheng, since you are stubborn and want to die, then I will send you on your way!"

"die!"

Another sword thrust out!

Yin Tian was about to get up to fight, but his body didn't allow it. Seeing the sword edge getting closer, he sighed in his heart:

"Is the old man dying here today?"

Everyone felt that Yin Tianzheng was dead, and there would be no more accidents this time——

"Keep people under the sword!"

With a strange voice.

A young man in strange clothes descended from the sky above the temple.

He grabbed it with a big hand!

An invisible energy enveloped Xihuazi, no matter how hard he tried, the long sword couldn't penetrate half a point!

The blade was only one centimeter away from Yin Tianzheng's throat!

Xi Huazi was about to explode!

Mom sells batches!

Why do you target me every time! ?

"Who is coming?!"

Xi Huazi gritted his teeth, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the person coming.

He only saw a pair of eyes as indifferent as an eternal iceberg:

"Just you, are you worthy of asking about the deity's name?"

"die!"

boom!

Before the young man landed, he flipped his five fingers and slapped his palm in the air, crushing the short and fat Taoist priest with yellow crown.

In full view!

It was as if Xihuazi was caught by several invisible giant hands, unable to move, the terrifying invisible strength caused his whole body to be torn apart, and the blood gushed out from countless cracks as if he didn't want money!

Like shredded beef!

His torso, head, arms, and hands flew in six different directions with a puff!

The tragic howling also stopped abruptly within two seconds.

Everyone present felt their scalps go numb.