Chapter 107: Destroy the three sects, target Zhang Sanfeng! [10,000 words please read]

There was a melee between the six major sects and the Ming Cult. There were not ten thousand but seven or eight thousand disciples on both sides. They all fainted under Chu Yang's roar.

Many experts were shocked and angry.

Chu Yang glanced at them coldly, and murderous intent swept through everyone like a biting cold wind. Among the masters of the six major sects present, the ones with the highest martial arts skills were Master Kongwen of the Shaolin sect and Master Jue, the head of the Emei sect.

When the two of them faced this murderous intention, the fear of death made their bodies tremble instinctively and they couldn't control it at all.

Master Miejie clenched the Yitian Sword with great difficulty, trying to give himself courage.

"Master Tai, this scholar is very evil, we should be careful..."

Master Kongwen slowly walked to Master Miejie and stood side by side.

Master Miejie turned her head and glanced at him, just in time to see Master Kongwen's hand holding the Zen staff trembling.

Master Miejie took a deep breath and said, "Master, judging from the age of this scholar, he should not be one of the demon sect's messengers, the four great dharma kings, or the five scattered people."

"I hope it's not that the person who came here is evil." Master Kongwen sighed softly, stepped forward, stared at Chu Yang and asked: "The devil's sect seeks to punish evil people. Who are you, and why do you want to interfere with our six major sects?" The dispute between the demon sect?”

Chu Yang did not answer him and silently walked towards the Mingjiao Hall, leaving only a few words before entering.

"Before I come out, if any of you make any changes, I guarantee that none of your six major sects will be able to walk out of Bright Summit alive."

As soon as these words came out, all the masters of the six major sects showed angry expressions on their faces, even Master Kongwen, who was a monk, had a gloomy face.

Who in the world dares to say such arrogant words in front of them?

"Yellow-haired boy, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Today, Grandpa Tang will teach you what etiquette is!"

The five elders in Kongtong had extremely fiery personalities, among them Tang Wenliang was the worst. He was like a barrel of explosives, almost ready to go. How could he hold back his temper?

Tang Wenliang was seen putting up his fists and striding towards Chu Yang.

Chu Yang pointed his fingers together into a sword and wiped it forward. The invisible energy surged and turned into a slash.

This slash came so fast that Tang Wenliang couldn't react at all. He blinked and suddenly felt the world spinning. Looking carefully, he found that his body was actually running forward.

He was bare from the neck up, and after running a few steps, blood was pouring out like a fountain.

Tang Wenliang's consciousness gradually blurred, and his last thought in the world was only four words.

ah?

Am I dead?

"Junior brother!!!"

Tang Wenliang died, and the other four members of the Kongtong Five were filled with grief and anger, but no one dared to step forward.

Such a strange death scene is enough to serve as a warning for others.

After all, a person who has reached the position of leader has a limit no matter how stupid he is.

The masters of the six major sects watched Chu Yang walk into the main hall. No one dared to act rashly, including Master Miejie who was holding the Yitian Sword.

It wasn't that she didn't dare, it was just that except for her, all the disciples of the Emei Sect were lying on the ground. If this guy of unknown origin was angered, the lives of the disciples might not be saved.

Shaolin and Wudang have similar ideas.

In the Mingjiao hall, the lights flickered on and off, and the visibility was extremely poor.

If Chu Yang hadn't had a pair of good eyes, it would have been difficult to see the Mingjiao high-ranking officials lying on the ground.

Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao, Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, and Wu Sanren.

It is a fact that everyone knows that there is discord within the Mingjiao. A war is imminent, but these people are actually able to fight.

When the internal fighting reached a critical moment, they were plotted by Cheng Kun who was hiding in the secret passage, and they were all seriously injured.

Chu Yang saw Cheng Kun hiding in a dark corner, ready to go.

But Yang Xiao and the others thought that Chu Yang hadn't seen it, and they just wanted to warn him, but they didn't expect that Chu Yang had already taken action.

Chu Yang stretched out his hand and pointed it at Cheng Kun, and a terrifying suction force came from his palm.

All things are led by heaven.

Cheng Kun suddenly felt that he couldn't move his body, and felt something bad in his heart. In the blink of an eye, Chu Yang had already pinched his neck.

"Donor, I am... Yuan Zhen of the Shaolin sect. He is not a bad person. My master is Kong Jian Shen Monk."

At the critical moment, Cheng Kun hurriedly reported his origin to the Shaolin sect, hoping that the strange master in front of him would let him go for the sake of Shaolin sect Kong Jian's reputation.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying force came from his neck, extremely decisive.

There was a click.

Cheng Kun's neck was crushed by Chu Yang, and he threw Cheng Kun's body aside as if it were trash.

When Yang Xiao and others saw that Chu Yang had killed Cheng Kun, they immediately beamed with joy.

"Well done! Well done! This thief killed our Master Yang and deserves to end up like this. God is really wise!"

"Even if our Ming Cult is exterminated today, I will still have an account with the leader of Jiuquanxia!"

"Hahaha!!!"

Zhou Dian among the five scattered people laughed loudly, and the others were infected by him and laughed in unison.

"Brother Zhou is right. It is Yang Xiao's luck to be able to go to hell with you today."

With a smile in his eyes, Yang Xiao put down his pretense as acting leader and spoke from the bottom of his heart.

In a few words, the grievances accumulated within the Mingjiao for many years seemed to disappear at this moment.

"Have you finished speaking?" Chu Yang looked on coldly and asked straight to the point: "Where are Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu?"

Several people's expressions changed.

Yang Xiao sighed and said, "I didn't expect that my little girl, who was so soft-hearted and saved those two people, actually caused such a big trouble for our sect. Yang Xiao is ashamed of the Ming sect and his brothers."

"Your Excellency has been a life-saving grace to us. If you just want the Nine Yin Manual, then Yang can get it for you. But if you are here for those two people, please forgive Yang for being unable to obey."

Even though he was in a desperate situation, Yang Xiao still maintained his demeanor and responded to Chu Yang in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

In fact, the reason why Yang Xiao was like this was because Li Mochou first saved Yang Buhui during the conflict between the Ming Cult and the six major sects, and then Yang Buhui repaid the favor and used the power of the Ming Cult to save the two of them.

Yang Xiao's attitude made Chu Yang feel relieved, which at least proved that Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu were not in danger here.

"Chu Yang is here to thank the Mingjiao for my two friends' great kindness."

Chu Yang thanked Yang Xiao, then stepped forward and put his hand on Yang Xiao's shoulder.

Yang Xiao, who was paralyzed on the ground, subconsciously wanted to resist, but he felt a warm current rushing to his limbs, and the internal injuries he suffered were recovering at an alarming speed.

After a few breaths, Yang Xiao stood up. His energy and blood flow were no longer stagnant, and his whole body felt comfortable.

Yang Xiao looked at Chu Yang in surprise.

Chu Yang smiled and said, "Can Yang Zuoshi allow me to see them?"

If Chu Yang is an enemy rather than a friend, there is no need to treat his injuries. Yang Xiao, who wanted to understand this, immediately replied: "Young Master Chu, please wait a moment. Yang will ask my daughter to take them out."

During this period, Chu Yang successively cured Wu Sanren and Wei Yixiao.

Wow~~~

The sound of chains sliding on the ground was heard.

Yang Xiao reappeared in the hall, followed by a group of girls.

There is his daughter Yang Buhui, and there is also an ugly girl with shackled hands and feet.

Behind them was Li Mochou, who was hugging Xiao Longnu tightly.

Li Mochou's pretty face with willow eyebrows and starry eyes, as white as frost, was occupied by several ferocious scars, which made people intimidating.

Li Mochou was disfigured.

Chu Yang sighed in his heart.

Although this girl was very reckless and had several conflicts with him, in the final analysis she was trying to protect the people around her.

Protect the elderly Grandma Sun and the young Little Dragon Girl.

As the direct disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Li Mochou, who is younger than Huang Rong, shoulders a heavy responsibility that is unbearable at this age.

Chu Yang didn't hate her, he quite admired her courage.

The scars on Li Mochou's face are proof of her efforts to protect Xiao Longnu.

"Mr. Chu..."

Li Mochou remembered that Granny Sun told her before she died that she must find the man in front of her, so she took Xiao Longnu and fled here desperately.

Just because I vaguely heard Mu Nianci mention that they were going to Mongolia.

The moment she really saw Chu Yang, the inner defense that Li Mochou had worked so hard to build collapsed.

The girl, who was less than fifteen years old, stood helplessly crying while holding a girl younger than her.

"Mr. Chu, it's all my fault! It was me who accidentally leaked the news that the Nine Yin Scriptures were hidden in the ancient tomb, and it was I who killed Grandma Sun."

"Grandma Sun and you both clearly warned me not to say anything..."

As if she wanted to vent the frustration hidden in her heart in one breath, Li Mochou cried so hard that she was a little out of breath.

Xiao Longnu wiped Li Mochou's tears with her hands, and cried out in a childlike voice, "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".

Chu Yang heard something strange about her voice, so he went to check and found that Xiao Longnu's throat had been poisoned.

Chu Yang, whose eyes gradually turned red, asked in a deep voice: "Who did it?"

Li Mochou only said, "A lot of people."

Chu Yang took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, his expression changed from angry to soft, and said softly: "Don't worry, I can treat this minor injury."

Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, then started crying again, tears welling up in her eyes.

Wei Yixiao didn't know whether he was upset by the crying or worried about the war outside. He said loudly with a sad face: "Young Master Chu, you can catch up with your friends in the palace for now, while I, an old bat, go out for a walk and look outside. Brothers, if you are lucky enough to survive, I will definitely repay your kindness today."

Only then did the others react, mouthing some words, and followed Wei Yixiao's strides out.

Yang Xiao glanced at his daughter Yang Buhui reluctantly, then turned to Chu Yang and bowed his hands, "I hope Young Master Chu can promise Yang something again and take my daughter Buhui away from Guangmingding."

Yang Buhui suddenly became anxious and cried out, "Dad, what did you say?!"

"The word "young hero" sounds awkward to Chu. I'm just a teacher." Chu Yang shook his head and said, "Yang Zuoshi, I'm sorry that Chu can't help. I still have grievances with the six major sects that have not yet been settled."

"Don't worry, follow me out. If you have a grudge, take revenge. If you have a grudge, take revenge."

Chu Yang took Xiao Longnu from Li Mochou's arms, then took Li Mochou's hand and walked outside.

"Please, all the heroes of Mingjiao, please put your grudges aside and wait for someone from Chu to settle things with the six major sects first."

"The six major sects have a large number of people, and Chu Shaoxia is alone. I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss, so we should let our Mingjiao lead the way."

"It doesn't matter."

Wei Yixiao and others wanted to persuade him again, but they didn't expect that Chu Yang's figure was like a ghost and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Dian wiped the corners of his eyes and said in shock: "This Qinggong is simply more powerful than King Wei Bat!"

The Budai monk couldn't help but touched the shiny head of his head, "This Young Master Chu is really an incredible person. If nothing else, at this age, he can't be so strong even if he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb..."

Leng Qian nodded indifferently, admiring him in his heart.

"Let's go out quickly to help Mr. Chu, lest those sanctimonious and decent people take advantage of him!"

Yang Xiao caught up from behind and reminded everyone.

"Mr. Chu?"

"He said he was a teacher."

"Where can a teacher be so powerful? And so...evil?"

"Haha, if the teacher I had when I was young was like Mr. Chu, he would probably have been the number one scholar!"

"Okay, Zhou Dian, don't make it difficult for Mr. Chu. If you were a student, Mr. Chu would probably have changed his career long ago!"

Several people laughed, but Zhou Dian was the only one with a bad face.

Yang Xiao was the first to walk out of the Mingjiao Hall. After seeing the scene outside, he froze in place.

Wu San and Wei Yixiao who followed were also stunned one after another.

The top of the bright roof was densely packed with people. At first glance, it was no exaggeration to describe it as a field of corpses.

When Yang Xiao came closer, he found that most of the people had stable breaths and had just fainted.

Wei Yixiao and Wu Sanren looked at each other. They had been used to seeing strong winds and waves all their lives, but this was the first time they had seen it.

"Whether it's our Ming Cult members or the disciples of the six major sects, they don't look like they've been poisoned. It's like a ghost..."

Zhou Dian was puzzled and almost scratched his head.

"It should still be the work of Mr. Chu. No wonder he dares to say that he wants to settle things with the six major sects."

Yang Xiao sincerely admired Chu Yang's methods. Although he didn't know how the other party did it, he felt awe in his heart.

At the same time, Chu Yang and Li Mochou stood in front of Master Miejie and others.

Master Kongwen, Master Miejie, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang all just showed surprised expressions.

The four elders of Kongtong, the head of Kunlun Sect He Taichong and his wife Ban Shuxian, and the Huashan Sect Xian Yutong all looked panicked.

"Which of them are involved?"

With a look of resentment on her face, Li Mochou pointed at the Four Elders of Kongtong, He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and Xian Yutong.

Chu Yang was a little surprised that Master Miejie, who had always had an irritable personality, did not join them in persecuting Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu.

Thinking about it, the Emei Heart Technique was born out of the Nine Yang Divine Art which is no less than the Nine Yin Manual. In addition, he also has the Yitian Sword in his hand. Of course, Miejie Shitai, who has a high self-esteem, disdains to do villainous things.

After all, our ancestors are still wealthy.

Tang Wenliang died at the hands of Chu Yang, and the four elders of Kongtong had a blood feud with him. When they saw the close relationship between him and Li Mochou, they couldn't sit still.

The four of them looked at each other. They had a tacit understanding over the years and knew each other's thoughts without saying a word.

"Do it!"

Guan Neng, who had the highest martial arts skills, took the lead and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, this demon's martial arts skills are extremely high. After killing us, it will be your turn. Do you really want to sit back and wait for death?"

The second oldest one, Zong Weixia, followed closely behind, not forgetting to throw fire at the remaining heads.

He Taichong, his wife and Xian Yutong knew that they and the four elders of Kongtong were on the same line, so they followed the four men and attacked without hesitation.

Master Kongwen and Master Miejie stood still. They were both scheming people and wanted to see how deep Chu Yang was.

Although the Wudang Seven Heroes headed by Song Yuanqiao scorned the actions of Kongtong Five Elders and others, they had to help because of their alliance oath.

In total, more than ten top players in the world besieged Chu Yang alone.

When Yang Xiao and others saw this, they couldn't help but yell at these shameless martial artists!

They were about to help, but suddenly they saw Chu Yang suddenly strike a few palms, and the dragon's roar was loud and deafening from the top of the light.

The horrifying palm energy turned into several golden dragons soaring into the air, rushing towards the leaders of the three factions with a devastating momentum.

The four elders of Kongtong resisted with the Seven Injury Fist. As a result, all their muscles and bones were broken, and four of them died on the spot.

He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and Xian Yutong used their swords to kill the dragon, but the swords shattered and their heart veins were broken by the force of their palms.

In just one round, the leaders of the three factions died at the same time.

The four elders of Kongtong who had clamored to kill Chu Yang before were now turned into cold corpses.

Accompanying them were He Taichong and his wife and Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sect.

Master Miejie, who was still hesitating whether to take action a second ago, looked extremely ugly at this time. If he had known that the scholar opposite him was so powerful, he should have taken action together with He Taichong and the others.

Now he has killed seven people in a row and lost half of his combat power. He is already at an absolute disadvantage.

Master Kongwen, an eminent monk of the generation, kept chanting Buddha's name. The beads in his palm were crushed to pieces, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his bare forehead.

The seven Wudang heroes who survived by chance formed the Seven Zhenwu Formation, but they did not dare to move without permission.

"Who else?"

Chu Yang lowered his head and asked Li Mochou.

"These monks didn't feel sorry for us..."

Li Mochou replied.

"In this case, except for the Taoist priests who took action, I will not pursue anyone else."

Chu Yang shifted his gaze to Song Yuanqiao and others.

The bodies of several people trembled together, their eyes widened with anger, and they were ready to fight to the death.

"Amitabha, why are the leaders of the clan so obsessed with wealth that they don't blame others for the misfortunes they have suffered? Why should the benefactor vent his anger on Song Daxia and the others?"

Master Kongwen saw that Chu Yang did not act like a tyrannical person, and the monk's habit of attracting people to do good began to appear.

"Monk, why didn't you say this when they intervened?"

Chu Yang's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "If I say one more thing, you won't be able to run away!"

Master Kongwen sighed deeply.

"Insolent! Master Kongwen is a Shaolin monk, how can I allow you to be so humiliated!"

The Yitian Sword was unsheathed angrily, and the bright top added a third of chill. Master Miejie stared at Chu Yang coldly.

How could she, who was so arrogant and arrogant, tolerate Chu Yang speaking nonsense here?

In her life, she has been able to kill gods and Buddhas with her Yitian Sword. When has she ever been treated with humiliation?

"Old nun, seeing that you are not embarrassing them, I have given you enough face..."

Chu Yang's expression became increasingly cold, which meant that his patience was about to run out.

"Huangkou kid, you just killed those losers of Kongtong Five Elders and you think you are invincible?"

"The Six Heroes of Wudang, Master Kongwen, if we don't get rid of this kid today, he will definitely be a serious trouble in the future!"

Master Miejie had murderous intentions towards Chu Yang, so he encouraged Song Yuanqiao and others not to sit still and wait for death.

"Exterminate the old nun! What's going on when there are more people bullying the less people?! How old are you like a dog?"

"If you want to besiege Mr. Chu, we have to see whether our Mingjiao agrees!"

"If you attack Guangmingding today, don't even think about getting out alive!"

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao used Qinggong to come to Chu Yang and stared at Master Jue with a sneer.

Five scattered people came later, and everyone had the same hatred and hatred.

"You scholar has indeed colluded with the Demonic Cult! Everyone, even if you die here today, you will die with them!"

Master Jue roared angrily.

Master Kong Wen showed compassion on his face and had a tragic feeling of sacrificing his life to feed the devil, while Song Yuanqiao and others looked like they were ready to die heroically.

Chu Yang glanced at Wei Yixiao in disgust, and he shouted the loudest, making others think that he and the Ming Cult were in the same group.

Sensing Chu Yang's eyes, Wei Yixiao immediately sneered and said, "I am worried about Mr. Chu's safety. I hope you won't blame me."

"Do it!"

Miejie Shitai used the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu, and the strong internal force condensed on the Yitian Sword, and the sword suddenly erupted with astonishing sword energy.

She slashed forward, and the sharp sword energy turned into silver light, slashing towards Chu Yang with thunderous force.

Everyone in the world knows the power of Yitian Sword, and no one has ever dared to challenge it head-on!

Even Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao subconsciously avoided the edge of the Yitian Sword.

Chu Yang was the only one present who did not retreat but instead advanced. A single slap of his palm was like a thunderous explosion, causing ripples in the void and directly shattering the sword light.

"What a fierce palm power!"

The invincible Yitian Sword was finally defeated. Jue Jue felt the terrifying aura from Chu Yang and felt a little scared in his heart.

"Of those famous disciples who claim to be literary and elegant, none of them are good at swordsmanship, but this Mr. Chu is obviously a scholar, but he turns out to have a strong martial arts skills. It's really interesting..."

Wei Yixiao whispered in Yang Xiao's ear, and the five people behind him nodded and showed understanding smiles.

Song Yuanqiao and others, knowing that there was no way out, immediately set up the Seven Zhenwu Formation after the attack, and surrounded Chu Yang in an orderly manner.

Chu Yang smiled slightly, and his reincarnation eyes quietly appeared.

Kongtong Wu Lao's Seven Injury Fist, He Taichong's Kunlun School swordsmanship, and Xian Yutong's Huashan School swordsmanship were all incomprehensible to Chu Yang.

On the contrary, Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang each obtained one of the Nine Yang Gong, which was very good.

Wudang Nine Yang Kung and Emei Nine Yang Kung together may not be able to complete the complete Nine Yang Magic, but at least most of them are there.

If we use the general martial arts outline of the Nine Yin Scriptures for deduction, we might be able to fill in the missing parts.

If that doesn't work, wait until Zhang Wuji discovers his whereabouts, then catch him and give him a beating.

"The Wudang Sect's True Martial Arts Seven Intercept Formations are indeed well-deserved, and Mr. Chu was actually trapped by them..."

Zhou Dian couldn't take his eyes off Chu Yang, who was moving around in the formation, and was filled with admiration.

"Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a celestial being, and he can actually create such a peerless formation as the Zhenwu Seven Intercepts Formation!"

Yang Xiao was sincerely impressed.

"Stop boasting. The old nun and the old monk are going to join forces to bully Mr. Chu. Should we do it?"

Wei Yixiao jumped up and down anxiously.

"I said you old bat is really not clear-headed. Didn't you see Mr. Chu's attitude just now?"

"Does anyone want your help? Just watch from the sidelines and don't want to annoy Mr. Chu."

"Budai Monk" and "Monk Peng" Peng Yingyu could not have ridiculed Wei Yixiao at the same time.

Kong Wen and Mie Mie joined the battlefield at the same time after Chu Yang was trapped in the Zhenwu Seventh Formation, providing assistance to Song Yuanqiao and others.

Chu Yang was extremely busy.

The Shaolin sect where Kong Wen belongs has mastered eleven of the seventy-two stunts of the orthodox Shaolin Temple, which is worthy of Chu Yang's observation.

There were Shaolin temples in three different dynasties: the Northern Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. Among them, the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty was the orthodox one, while the Shaolin School of the Ming Dynasty was similar to a branch temple.

On the surface, they are like-minded, but secretly they compete with each other.

Everyone wants to be the “authentic person in the world”.

During the siege of Chu Yang, Yin Liting of the Six Heroes of Wudang kept his eyes on Yang Xiao.

His fiancée Ji Xiaofu was abducted by the devil in front of him, and there has been no news for many years.

For a moment, all the past events came to mind, and Yin Liting fell into a state of madness again. He broke away from the Seven Zhenwu Formation and attacked Yang Xiao who was watching the battle with his sword.

"Devil! Take your dog's life!"

"Sixth brother, don't be reckless and return to the battle quickly!"

"Liting! Calm down!"

The remaining five people were not expecting Yin Liting's behavior of leaving the battle without authorization, and they were suddenly shocked and angry.

The power of this Zhenwu Seven interception array was greatly reduced due to the lack of Zhang Cuishan, and now that it is missing Yin Liting, it is even more incomplete, and its power is reduced by another three points.

Song Yuanqiao was anxious and kept calling Yin Liting to return to the battle, but the other party didn't listen at all and fought with Yang Xiao.

Yin Liting's swordsmanship was good, but without the blessing of Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, he was no match for Yang Xiao. The latter used the first level of the Great Shift of the Universe to pin him in place.

Neither kill nor let go.

It wasn't that Yang Xiao deliberately humiliated Yin Liting, but that Yang Xiao was afraid that he would offend Chu Yang if he disrupted the battle without authorization.

"Thief, I must avenge Xiaofu today!"

Yin Liting was like a madman, his sword was completely disorganized and he just slashed randomly.

"Wudang Sect Yin Liting..."

Yang Xiao's eyes flashed with confusion.

He finally remembered the identity of the man in front of him, and felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.

Not only to Ji Xiaofu, but also to Yin Liting.

Yang Xiao acted unruly, but in this matter, he felt that he had harmed these two people.

If Xiaofu hadn't met him when she was young, she would have been married to Yin Liting and lived a comfortable life. How could she have died so young?

With the distracting thoughts, Yang Xiao's movements slowed down. The red-eyed Yin Liting seized the opportunity and stabbed the central part of the head with a sword.

Yang Xiao, who was in pain, subconsciously grabbed the sword, broke it with all his strength, and then kicked Yin Liting away.

"father!"

Yang Buhui rushed to Yang Xiao's side and anxiously checked his injuries.

Yin Liting, who was lying on the ground, looked up and his ferocious face suddenly froze because he saw a face that was very similar to Ji Xiaofu's.

I was instantly crazy.

In just a short time, Chu Yang memorized the routes of Wudang Nine Yang Kung and Emei Nine Yang Kung in his mind.

He also learned a fingering technique and a grappling technique from Kong Wen.

Because they were worried about Yin Liting, the Zhenwu Seven interception formation hosted by Song Yuanqiao and others gradually became chaotic. Seeing this, Chu Yang was too lazy to repeat the formation and took advantage of the situation to break the formation.

Chu Yang covered his arms with a domineering look and grabbed the long swords of Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. After breaking them, he threw them towards Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu behind them.

Two hisses.

The broken sword penetrated directly through the right shoulders of the two men.

Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu, whose muscles and bones were bruised, could no longer hold their swords, groaned in pain, and stepped back.

Yu Daiyan, who had already reached behind Chu Yang, stabbed Chu Yang in the back with his sword. Before he could penetrate deep, he felt blocked by an invisible energy.

Shinra Tianzheng.

The terrifying repulsive force set off air waves, knocking Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yu Daiyan beside Chu Yang away.

The three people vomited blood in the air and suffered injuries to their meridians.

After breaking the formation, Chu Yang strode toward extinction and Kong Wen.

The ground trembled slightly with every step he took.

The dragon walks and the tiger steps, and it has the potential to press the top of Mount Tai.

Yan Mie's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth and swung the Yitian Sword, but every sword energy was forcefully dispersed by Chu Yang with his fists.

It’s so outrageous!

In decades of wandering around the world, I have never encountered such a freak!

He wanted to retreat, but so many disciples of the Emei Sect were still lying on the ground, in a coma.

"Amitabha, today I am suffering from this calamity."

Thinking of Chu Yang leaving by himself again and again, Kong Wen's intestines almost regretted.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yang was only a few steps away from Mie Yan, and Mie Mie used the last of his inner strength to strike with all his strength.

The Yitian Sword was pinched in Chu Yang's hand as soon as it was thrust out.

The true energy vibrated violently.

There was a click.

There are cracks in the Yitian Sword.

"No!"

If the Zhen sect's magic weapon was destroyed, it would be the eternal sinner of the Emei sect. She frantically wanted to withdraw the Yitian Sword.

The Yitian Sword was held in Chu Yang's hand without moving at all. The cracks spread slowly like a spider web.

Kong Wen took action and slapped Chu Yang with Wei Tuo's palm, hoping to help Miejie regain the Yitian Sword.

Chu Yang, on the other hand, used the Maha Finger he learned from Kong Wen to directly cut off the meridians of Kong Wen's right arm, crippling one of his arms.

"Moha Finger? How do you understand my Shaolin secrets?"

Kong Wen held his residual arm in pain and stepped back in shock.

Seeing this, Mie Mie was in chaos. Chu Yang took the opportunity to crush the Yitian Sword and slapped Mie Mie on the right shoulder.

The terrifying palm force shattered all the bones in her arm!

Like Kong Wen, Miexu lost one of his arms and became disabled.

If it weren't for the fact that they didn't insult Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu, Chu Yang would have killed them long ago, and there would be no need to go to such trouble.

"You two are finally quiet. I won't embarrass you. When the disciples wake up, take them away."

Kong Wen lowered his head, as if he was relieved. No matter what, the disciples finally had a glimmer of hope.

Miejue stared at the fragments of the Yitian Sword with dull eyes. When the sword was broken, her Taoist heart was also broken.

Chu Yang turned around and left, and Li Mochou followed him with Xiao Longnu in her arms.

"Ah, by the way, please send a message to Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain, asking him to come to Guangmingding in person and pick up his unscrupulous descendants."

Extinction was shocked!

They were not satisfied with this man's victory, and actually wanted to challenge Zhang Sanfeng? !

"Boy, don't think that if you defeat us, you will be invincible. Master Zhang is not an ordinary person like us. He is completely different from ordinary warriors like us. If you try to catch his attention, the end may not be good."

Chu Yang sneered and said, "Old nun, think about it first. If the Emei sect didn't have your protection, what would happen to so many delicate and handsome girls in that sect?"

Extinction immediately shut his mouth and said no more.

That evening, Miejue and Kongwen led a large group of disciples to leave Guangmingding in disgrace. As for the other disciples of the sects that lost their leaders, they also received the warnings of the two and quickly withdrew.

Only the disciples of Wudang Mountain were stationed at the foot of the mountain and were unwilling to leave, silently waiting for the founder Zhang Sanfeng to come and find a place for them.

The six Wudang heroes were not locked up in cells, but found a few cleaned houses for them to stay temporarily.

Chu Yang had no intention of making things difficult for them from the beginning. Everything was just an excuse to lure Zhang Sanfeng out of seclusion.

Otherwise, with Zhang Sanfeng's character, even if Chu Yang went to Wudang Mountain to make trouble, he might not come out to see Chu Yang.

Unless Chu Yang went on a killing spree in Wudang Mountain.

But this touched Chu Yang's bottom line.

So, the current situation is the best.

Huang Rong came to Guangmingding and met Chu Yang the next morning. After seeing Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu, she cried out of breath.

Especially the cute baby Xiaolongnu, whose voice was poisoned and hoarse, made Huang Rong feel extremely distressed.

Fortunately, Chu Yang could treat their external injuries.

For the next half month, Yang Xiao and other Mingjiao high-level officials served Chu Yang, and their courtesy was beyond the scope of benefactors.

Chu Yang knew what they were planning, and clearly told them that he would not succeed the position of Mingjiao leader.

The Mingjiao was ambitious and intended to compete for the Central Plains. Instead of joining them, it would be better to return to the private school in the small town and fight with those naughty kids.

But Yang Xiao and others would obviously not give up easily, and they still stuck to Chu Yang.

Until... Zhang Sanfeng arrived!

As the rumors of the six major sects' tragic defeat at Guangmingding intensified, the entire Ming Dynasty world fell into turmoil.

The Kongtong Sect and Kunlun Sect, which had lost their leaders, fell into a long-term factional struggle because they had not arranged a specific successor.

The situation of Huashan Sect was better. After Xian Yutong died, Yue Buqun, the representative of Qi Sect, took over the position of the head as the most senior management class.

After the righteous sect suffered a major blow, the Sun Moon Sect, which was called the Demon Sect together with the Ming Cult, began to stir.

The doctrine dispute between the two demon sects has kept the Ming Cult and the Sun Moon Sect in a state of struggle for a long time. The Ming Cult, which lost its leader Yang Dingtian, is at an absolute disadvantage. If it were not for its remote location, the Ming Cult might not have been able to support it until now.

The fight between the two sects was also the main reason for the strength of the righteous forces in the Ming Jianghu.

But the six major sects' siege of Guangmingding made the Sun Moon Sect vigilant.

When did the Ming Cult become so powerful?

Facing the Ming Cult, which was in the limelight, should it avoid its edge?

If the six major sects can siege Guangmingding today, they can attack Heimu Cliff tomorrow!

With these in mind, the Sun Moon Sect gradually shifted its focus to the upright people who posed a threat to itself while reducing friction with the Ming Sect.

The first to bear the brunt was the Wuyue Sword Sect, which was adjacent to the Sun Moon Sect.

The leader of the Sun Moon Sect, Ren Woxing, and the deputy leader, Dongfang Bubai, came out together in a very rare way, pointing their spearheads directly at the Wuyue Sword Sect. The huge pressure forced the Wuyue Sword Sect to form an alliance.

Even so, the Sun Moon Sect swept the allies of the Wuyue Sword Sect with an invincible momentum.

The forces of the world such as the Qingcheng Sect and the Golden Sword Sect were not spared.

More and more righteous sects were lost, making the people miserable, which indirectly affected the court, and Mongolia raised troops to invade the border of the Ming Dynasty.

In the crisis, Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang Sect broke through the pass and went up to the Black Wood Cliff alone.

Only one day later, the Sun Moon Sect quickly gathered its forces, defended the Black Wood Cliff, and stayed inside.

According to rumors, Zhang Sanfeng had learned a unique martial art during his retreat, and fought one against two, seriously injuring Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai.

The Five Mountains Sword Sect cheered.

Whether it was the righteous sects or the common people, they all worshipped Zhang Sanfeng as a god.

Amid the shouts of "Old Immortal", Zhang Sanfeng did not stop. The safety of the world was important, but the lives of his disciples were also important!

...

Guangmingding.

The six Wudang heroes were arranged clearly by the Ming Cult. They were not treated inhumanely and lived in ordinary guest rooms. In the end, these people still had chivalrous hearts and deserved respect.

But the sixth one, Yin Liting, did not appreciate it. Although he knew Yang Buhui's life experience and that Ji Xiaofu died at the hands of Miejue, he still felt uncomfortable when he saw Yang Xiao.

Yang Buhui was a little interested in her mother's former fiancé, but Chu Yang was more important than Yin Liting at the moment.

On the one hand, Yang Xiao and his team's purpose was too obvious, which made Chu Yang gradually impatient, so he had to let the little girl be a mouthpiece.

On the other hand, Yang Buhui was amazed by Chu Yang's style of fighting against the six major sects alone, and there were still some ripples in her heart.

Huang Rong, who had learned from the previous experience, keenly noticed Yang Buhui's little thoughts. This time, she had to take precautions and guard against her, not letting Yang Buhui cross the line.

During the time when the two little girls were fighting, Chu Yang went to Song Yuanqiao and others to play chess every day. His room was next to the Wudang Six Heroes.

To put it nicely, they were neighbors, but to put it bluntly, they were actually surveillance.

Before Zhang Sanfeng came, Chu Yang would not let these people escape from Guangmingding.

After a period of getting along, Song Yuanqiao found that Chu Yang's personality was not as violent as he imagined, but rather quite easy-going, like a young man next door.

This made Song Yuanqiao curious about Chu Yang.

He is a strong martial artist who has only ever been seen in his life. Unsurprisingly, he is on the same level as his master Zhang Zhenren. However, his master is already over a hundred years old, and the scholar in front of him looks like he is still less than 30 years old.

"Mr. Chu left us here not because he was angry that we helped He Taichong, the leader of the family, but because of our master, right?"

Song Yuanqiao held the black chess piece in his hand and asked softly after falling behind.

Chu Yang made a white move and nodded.

Song Yuanqiao sat upright and asked sincerely: "Mr. Chu, can you clear up my doubts?"

Chu Yang smiled and said: "Zhenzhen Zhang has been in seclusion for many years. He will not leave seclusion for a word from me. I don't want to embarrass the Wudang Sect over this. If I don't use this method, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet him, let alone discuss with him."

Song Yuanqiao was a little confused and looked at Chu Yang in bewilderment, "I don't think you are a martial arts idiot, sir. Why would you go to such great lengths to compete with your master? With your abilities, I don't think you need to gain fame through this."

Chu Yang suddenly remembered the battle with the young Tantric monk in Mongolia. He was slightly in a trance and said softly: "For asking."

Song Yuanqiao's body trembled.

asked...

He remembered his master's sigh before going into retreat.

"The strength of a martial artist lies in his flesh and blood, and when manpower is limited, martial arts has its limits after all. Now that I am old and frail, I have learned something else. I plan to find another way. If I can succeed, it will be a new martial art, and I will reach the top from the beginning. ”

Song Yuanqiao sighed, "Perhaps this is also a good thing for the master..."

After saying that, Song Yuanqiao cupped his fists and said, "May I ask, sir, if you are discussing martial arts with your master, are you done?"

Chu Yang knew that he was worried, so he shook his head helplessly and said, "Fists and feet have no eyes."

Song Yuanqiao looked gloomy and stopped talking.

Dong dong dong~~~

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Chu Yang answered. Then, Li Mochou walked in. The scars on her face were much lighter than before, and it would take some time to fully recover.

Song Yuanqiao and others were not surprised. It seemed that as long as things related to Mr. Chu, no matter how magical they were, it was normal.

"Mr. Chu, there is a kind-hearted old Taoist priest outside. Yang Zuoshi and others are dealing with it. Let me invite you."

Li Mochou glanced at Song Yuanqiao, who was full of surprise.

"Master is here!"

Song Yuanqiao stood up suddenly.

"I have admired Master Zhang for a long time, and finally I can meet him. Master Song, you can leave with your fellow apprentices."

Chu Yang walked out of the room with an expectant look on his face.

Song Yuanqiao followed closely behind, still a little unbelievable. Unexpectedly, Chu Yang really let him go as he said, and he didn't bother them at all in the past half month.

Yu Lianzhou and Yu Daiyan also heard the news and walked out of the room one by one. They happened to see Chu Yang and Song Yuanqiao and followed them directly to the Mingjiao Hall.

In the main hall.

A group of Wudang disciples who had been at the foot of the mountain for more than half a month were glaring at Yang Xiao and the other Ming Cult members.

And right in front of them, stood a tall old man with silver beard and hair, wearing a blue robe.

As soon as Chu Yang entered the hall, their eyes met.