moment.
Yang Xiao suddenly said again: "That's not right."
"What's wrong?"
White-browed Eagle King asked hurriedly.
"Even if there is a great shift of the universe, it cannot be used freely without enough internal strength." Yang Xiao frowned, not knowing why.
And just then.
But Zhang Wuji clenched his fists, let out a long roar, and his internal energy shook violently. In an instant, the five elders of Kongtong were thrown away.
Although Zhang Wuji had reservations, the five elders of Kongtong were still hurt by the force of the backlash.
He stood up in embarrassment, and then returned to his sect unwillingly.
Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but think of the general outline of the Seven Injury Fist that his adoptive father Xie Xun taught him on Binghuo Island.
If he didn't understand the Seven Injury Fist, although he could win, it wouldn't be so easy.
The five people obviously didn't practice the Seven Injury Fist well enough.
"Amitabha."
At this time, a Buddha chant sounded.
I saw a tall monk wearing cassocks from the Shaolin Sect walking out.
"Amitabha!"
"Poor monk, Shaolin Yuanyin!"
After Zhang Wuji saw Yuanyin, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red, and there was a faint murderous aura overflowing.
My mind couldn't help but think of Wudang Mountain that day.
It was this man who, in Wudang Mountain, testified that his father destroyed the Longmen Escort Agency, causing his parents to die tragically.
The more Zhang Wuji thought about it, the more angry he became.
Yuanyin asked: "Who in the end instructed you?"
Zhang Wuji stared at him coldly.
Yuanyin frowned and shouted: "I asked you something, why didn't you answer it?"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kill the monk with one punch.
"I came here in the hope that the six major sects and the Mingjiao would stop and make peace. I was not instigated by anyone."
Yuan Yin heard the words and snorted coldly: "It is extremely difficult for our six sects to stop and make peace with the Demon Sect. If the donor is not a member of the Demon Sect and is a monk with compassion, I will not embarrass you. Please come down the mountain! "
Zhang Wuji shook his head.
Yuan Yin shouted angrily: "If you are stubborn and don't work, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying that, he shook the demon-suppressing stick in his hand and struck Zhang Wuji on the head.
There was a whistling sound in the air.
This stick is so powerful and heavy that if it is hit, an ordinary person will definitely end up with broken bones and tendons.
Zhang Wuji hated this monk deeply, and what he did back then led to the tragic death of his parents.
At this moment, seeing him take action, I could no longer suppress the anger in my heart.
"Well come."
Zhang Wuji drank.
The Nine-Yang Divine Art was running at full strength, and the Great Shift of the Universe was used. The body was like a ghost, appearing in front of Yuanyin in the blink of an eye.
Facing Yuanyin's demon-subduing stick, he punched it out.
Peng! ! !
Click!
The magic stick broke at the sound.
Zhang Wuji kept punching, hitting Yuanyin directly in the chest.
Click! ! !
The sound of fractures was heard.
Yuanyin's eyes widened angrily, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
It hit the ground with a loud thud, causing dust to fly.
"Junior brother Yuanyin."
"Uncle Yuanyin."
Everyone in Shaolin suddenly exclaimed in surprise and quickly helped Yuanyin up.
At this moment, Yuanyin's sternum was broken and she was already seriously injured.
Of course, if Zhang Wuji hadn't restrained his strength at the critical moment, Yuanyin might have gone to see the Buddha by now.
"What a thief, you actually hurt Master Yuanyin. Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Seeing this, He Taichong, the leader of Kunlun, shouted: "Let's all come together. There is no need to talk about morals and morals with this demon sect monster. Today, we must let the demon sect's chickens and dogs stay."
Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sect, also echoed loudly: "What head He said is, kill everyone!"
As the two men shouted for peace, the six major factions all came forward to attack.
When Zhang Wuji saw this, he became very anxious.
He quickly jumped up and came to the front of the Ming Cult people.
The White-browed Eagle King saw Zhang Wuji and said: "Young hero, the six major sects are numerous and powerful. You are not a member of the Ming Cult. You'd better get out of here as soon as possible and go down the mountain!"
"Yes, Young Master Zeng."
"My Mingjiao is deeply grateful for the kindness you gave me just now, but now, young hero, you'd better hurry down the mountain!"
I don't know how many people also spoke to persuade me.
Zhang Wuji heard this and said, "Seniors, don't worry. With A Niu here, we will definitely ensure your safety. Not to mention that Young Master Lin is here. Young Master Lin is a hundred times stronger than me. He will definitely be able to keep the Ming Cult safe."
Everyone in Mingjiao: "..."
Zhou Dian couldn't help but said: "Young Master Zeng, are you kidding me? Who is Mr. Lin?"
Zhang Wuji smiled slightly. Although he didn't know Lin Fan's specific strength, he must far surpass himself.
Just as he was about to reply, the six major factions were already approaching.
Zhang Wuji didn't have time to say more, so he left one sentence: "Seniors, please hold on for a while. Mr. Lin will be here soon."
After saying that, he quickly flew forward and stopped the masters of the six major sects.
As for the remaining six major sect disciples, they are left to the Mingjiao followers.
After all, he was alone and weak.
Stopping the masters of these six major sects was already their best effort.
Shaolin masters Kongxing and Kongzhi, Wudang Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, Zhang Songxi, Kunlun He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, Kongtong Five Elders...
These are all top-notch martial arts masters.
Although Zhang Wuji possesses the Nine Yang Manual and the Great Shift of the Universe, facing so many masters at the same time is still quite stressful.
For a time, he was completely suppressed by the masters of the six major factions.
If everyone in Wudang hadn't thought about it, it would be against the moral principles of the world to be attacked by many people, and they would have the power to attack.
I'm afraid Zhang Wuji has been defeated by now.
The Emei sect's exterminator Tai was seriously injured and could no longer fight.
Zhou Zhiruo and several other disciples stayed by Master Jue's side.
Master Miejie took a deep breath and said, "Zhiruo."
"Master, disciple is here."
Zhou Zhiruo quickly replied.
"My master is seriously injured and can no longer fight. However, we in the Emei Sect cannot be weaker than others to kill the demon. You hold our master's Yitian Sword and go to join the battle."
"Master, I have to take care of you...I..."
Zhou Zhiruo hesitated, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Tai Lihe, the master of extinction.
"I'm still alive as a teacher. I don't need your care. Go quickly!"
"Ah, yes, Master."
Zhou Zhiruo was afraid of his master's power, so he reluctantly agreed, picked up the Yitian Sword, and joined the battlefield.
"You all go too."
Master Jue waved his hand and shouted.
"yes."
The disciples did not dare to respond and quickly joined the battlefield one by one with long swords in their hands.
Master Miejie looked at Zhang Wuji who was fighting the six major sects, with deep hatred flashing in his eyes.
This young man not only prevented himself from taking revenge, but also severely injured himself with a palm. This time it could be said that the Emei Sect had lost all face.
Liang Zi is finally settled, and he will definitely have to get it back in the future.
the other side.
Several top martial arts masters besieged Zhang Wuji.
Although Zhang Wuji used all his strength, he was alone after all, and his two fists were unable to defeat the four palms.
On the other side, the remaining disciples of the Ming Cult were desperately resisting the siege of the six major sects.
The sound of killings in the field was loud, people kept dying, broken limbs were flying everywhere, and blood was flowing. It was extremely tragic.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji saw from the corner of his eye that Mingjiao disciples were being strangled by the six major sects, and he felt very anxious.
Mr. Lin, why haven't you come yet? If you don't come, I won't be able to hold on anymore.
