A series of footsteps behind them caused the three of them to look back.
There were six people in the group, headed by a handsome woman disguised as a man, followed by several old men who looked like domestic servants.
Both sides were a little surprised when they saw each other.
"You... why are you here?" The handsome woman's eyes widened, with a hint of shock in her pupils.
"After all, it is a grand event among martial arts sects. As a martial arts practitioner, is it strange for me to come here? You, on the other hand, obviously don't know martial arts, but you climbed to this peak to watch this battle. Your purpose is not pure. Ah! Princess Shao Min!" Ying Zhu raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
[Sign in the special character Zhao Min and reward three thousand Youzhou Cavalry (Guangwu period of Han Dynasty), which has been injected into the current Qin army]
Zhao Min put his hands behind his back and walked up to Ying Zhu and said: "I have heard about the reputation of the Fourth Young Master for a long time, and today I finally have the chance to meet you. Since you have come to my territory in Dayuan, I have to entertain you well."
After Zhao Min finished speaking, Xuan Ming, Ah Da, Ah Er and Ah San behind him all took a few steps forward.
Ying Zhu laughed and said, "What? Are you planning to keep me?"
Zhao Min turned around and glared at the others and said, "What are you doing? I said I wanted to entertain you well, that's not what you meant."
"I'm sorry, Fourth Young Master. My subordinates are ignorant and made you laugh." Zhao Min cupped his hands and said.
Ying Zhu snorted coldly, ignored Zhao Min and others, turned around and continued to watch the situation at Guangmingding below.
In the Guangming Dome below, two people and horses were facing each other.
"Master Yin, the situation of your sect is over, why bother adding more casualties." Wudang Zhang Songxi came out and persuaded.
White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng said solemnly: "No one in our Mingjiao is greedy for life and afraid of death. To protect the holy fire of our Mingjiao, today, I must fight to the end with you!"
Standing next to Zhang Songxi, Master Miejie snorted coldly: "Zhang Sixia, why do you need to talk to these demon sect monsters! Today we will work together to eradicate these evil demons!"
Yin Tianzheng was extremely angry and laughed back and asked: "We are demons from the demon sect, so who are you so-called decent people from famous families? You will act according to the wind and bully the few with the advantage of the more. What you did today will definitely be ridiculed by the martial arts in the world."
"If you are really capable, then stand up and fight me, Yin Tianzheng, alone. If I lose, then God is determined to destroy my Mingjiao. If you, the so-called noble sects, lose, get out of Guangmingding immediately. !”
"presumptuous!"
"presumptuous!"
People from the six major sects scolded one after another.
"Master Tai, if we fail to win today, we will inevitably be criticized. Why not just follow the wishes of Senior Yin, which will not damage our decent reputation." Zhang Songxi said.
Master Miejie Taihan said in a cold voice: "Okay. Then let these evil demons die in their crooked ways and be convinced."
"Then let the juniors take the lead." Zhang Songxi said and walked to the front of the formation.
"Zhang Sixia, please." Yin Tianzheng said.
"That person is welcome."
The two got into a stance, and Yin Tianzheng took the lead in flying towards Zhang Songxi with his hands and fingers in the shape of eagle claws.
Zhang Songxi calmly opened Yin Tianzheng's arm with one palm, then jumped up and kicked out. Yin Tianzheng tiptoed back to avoid the kick.
In just a few breaths, the two exchanged dozens of moves. Finally, their palms and claws collided, and their inner strength clashed. A stream of force was released from the center of the two to the surroundings.
After a hard blow, the two of them were knocked back, and a floor tile was crushed with every footfall.
Zhang Songxi looked down, gathered his inner strength, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Yin has extraordinary skills, I admire him."
"Zhang Sixia's internal cultivation is extraordinary and I am ashamed of myself. You are my son-in-law's fellow disciple, do you have to decide the winner today?"
"Just now, this junior took one more step back, and already half of the move was lost."
The people from the six major sects present immediately exploded into discussions.
"this..."
"How can this be considered a loss? This..."
Song Yuanqiao turned to look at his junior brother Mo Shenggu beside him, nodded to him, and Mo Shenggu walked out with his sword in hand.
"Headmaster Yin, since you just mentioned me, Brother Zhang Wu, it would be a good time for me to settle an old score with you. My brother Zhang Wu and Brother Yu were both harmed by your Tianying Cult. My master is magnanimous and generous. We will continue to investigate, but I, Mo Shenggu, have always been grudges and hope to seek justice for them as soon as possible. Head Yin, I am offended."
After saying that, Mo Shenggu raised his sword and struck at Yin Tianzheng. Yin Tianzheng dodged the sword and at the same time took the iron rod thrown by the Ming Cult members and swung it at Mo Shenggu.
The swords and sticks attacked each other, each move more fierce than the other, and they attacked each other for more than twenty times. Mo Shenggu gained the momentum and swept his sword across, forcing Yin Tianzheng to loosen his hands. Upon seeing this, Mo Shenggu immediately raised his sword to stab Yin Tianzheng. The situation was not easy at all. Yin Tianzheng didn't want to think too much, and his hands became claws to replace the sword.
Yin Tianzheng turned slightly sideways, and Mo Shenggu's sword pierced Yin Tianzheng's left shoulder. At the same time, Yin Tianzheng seized the opportunity and pinched Mo Shenggu's right shoulder with his claw. The force was so strong that Mo Shenggu had to abandon the sword.
Yin Tianzheng let go of his hand, endured the severe pain, pulled out the sword, and handed it to Mo Shenggu.
Mo Shenggu, who was impressed by Yin Tianzheng, took the sword with trembling hands, bowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, senior."
"Senior Yin, this time the six major sects are here for the Ming Cult. Your Tianying Sect has separated from the Ming Cult and established its own branch. Everyone in the world knows it, so why bother to take a trip into this muddy water." Song Yuanqiao persuaded.
"Haha, I understand the good intentions of Master Song. However, as one of the four great guardian Dharma kings of the Ming Cult, I cannot stay out of the Ming Cult's current difficulties. Today, I will definitely protect the Ming Cult with my own life. Please, Master Song."
Song Yuanqiao glanced at Yin Tianzheng's bleeding palms, shook his head and said: "Senior has already fought against my two junior brothers. It's unfair for me to compete with you now. Why don't we only compete with our moves and not our internal strength..."
Before Song Yuanqiao could finish speaking, the elders of the Kongtong Sect rushed out first.
A powerful and heavy Seven Injury Fist hit Yin Tianzheng hard on the chest, knocking him back more than ten steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Eagle King!" Yang Xiao and others said anxiously.
"Master Song, since you Wu Dang are kind-hearted and soft-hearted, let me, Tang Wenliang, play with Mr. Yin."
After finishing speaking, Tang Wenliang flew towards Yin Tianzheng, punched out with his fists but was forced to take a breath. Yin Tianzheng used the Eagle Claw technique to grab his arms, and twisted them in an extremely domineering manner. Then he turned his body and twisted them Legs.
"Ah!!!" Tang Wenliang screamed in pain.
"This... is too vicious." Shaolin Abbot scolded.
"Old Man Yin, my surname is Zong, and I will settle old and new accounts with you today!" the head of the Kongtong Sect shouted.
Zhang Songxi stood up again and said: "Brother Zong, Master Yin is seriously injured now. If you try to hurt him again at this time, it will be a defeat without force."
