"What kind of serious injury? This devil from the Demon Cult is always trying to be mysterious and pretentious. Since he has broken off my third brother's limbs, then this is a dispute between our Kongtong Sect and the Sky Eagle Sect. How can you, Wudang, interfere?" The leader of the Kongtong Sect! Men shook his sleeves and said angrily.
Zhang Songxi clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zong's Seven Injury Fist is famous all over the world. With Master Yin looking like this now, how can he still withstand Brother Zong's punches?"
"Zhang Sixia, the six major sects made an oath to each other before coming here. Are you going to help this demon sect monster now? There is no way to understand the world. No matter how tough your Wudang sect is, you can't rely on your power to run amok. "
"you..."
Song Yuanqiao interrupted the conversation between the two and said: "Brother Zong, now is the critical moment for us to have a life-or-death showdown with the Ming Cult. We only ask for war from the Ming Cult. Please settle the grudges between your sect and the Sky Eagle Cult later!"
"Senior Yin, please lead your disciples down the mountain."
Yin Tianzheng moved step by step to the front of the formation and stood in front of everyone from the Ming Cult.
"Okay, okay! Since I can't touch your Sky Eagle Sect, then I will destroy the memorial tablet of the leader of the Demon Sect and extinguish the holy fire of your Demon Sect." The leader of the Kongtong Sect shouted.
As he spoke, he punched a bronze furnace and knocked it away. Yin Tianzheng threw himself to block it with his flesh and blood body.
"Eagle King!"
"father!"
Yang Xiao and King Yin Ye looked at Yin Tianzheng who was lying on the ground vomiting blood and shouted anxiously.
"Heroes from all walks of life, the devil's sect has exhausted its strength, and will kill all the remaining evildoers on the field. After that, the Wudang sect and the Huashan sect will search to the east, and the Emei sect and Kongtong sect will search to the west. Do not leave any fish that slip through the net. Kunlun The Shaolin disciples prepared fire to burn down the demon sect's lair, and the Shaolin disciples each took magic weapons and recited scriptures about the past lives to save the heroes of the six sects and the demon sect's followers and eliminate the injustice." Shaolin abbot said loudly.
"As long as I'm here today, I won't let you hurt anyone else from the Ming Cult." Yin Tianzheng pressed his acupuncture points, stood up with difficulty, and shouted.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will give you a ride!" The leader of the Kongtong faction shouted and flew towards Yin Tianzheng.
Just when the fist was about to fall on Yin Tianzheng, a young man suddenly rushed out and beat back the leader of the Kongtong Sect with a raised hand.
On the top of the mountain, Ying Zhu and Zhao Min had different expressions when they saw the visitor.
Ying Zhu licked his lips and thought to himself.
'Good boy, your pinching is really accurate at this time. '
Zhang Wuji suddenly appeared and helped Yin Tianzheng up, looking at his grandfather with worried eyes.
"Boy, who are you?" the leader of the Kongtong Sect asked.
Zhang Wuji ignored these words and yelled loudly: "You guys are so shameless. You bully a seriously injured old man like this. Aren't you afraid that the news will spread and the world will laugh at you?"
"Hmph, it seems that he is also a demon cult monster. Boy, I was careless just now. Take another punch from me!"
Zhang Wuji supported Yin Tianzheng with one hand to heal his injuries while making a fist with the other hand to fight with the leader of the Kongtong Sect.
"Pfft~"
Zhang Wuji's powerful internal energy surged out in an instant, instantly suppressing the leader of the Kongtong Sect, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards.
"Brother!"
"Uncle Master!"
Kongtong's disciples rushed over to help their leader and examine his injuries.
"This kid is too weird. Let's go together and deal with this guy first. He's dealing with the demon sect."
"I agree."
"feasible."
Following this, members of the Shaolin, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong sects all came out.
Zhang Wuji used his strength to send Yin Tianzheng to Yang Xiao and others. He used his hands to move his internal energy, and instantly there were more than a dozen of his figures in the field.
Everyone present was shocked by this, and the four disciples who besieged Zhang Wuji fell to the ground and wailed in pain.
"What kind of magic is this!!!"
"Why are you panicking? Didn't you see that this kid is out of breath? I don't believe that this kid can still perform this trick. Emei disciples will follow me to kill this thief." Master Miejie said coldly.
The Emei disciples quickly drew their swords and followed behind Miejie, surrounding Zhang Wuji.
"I have no intention of fighting with you. Guys, why can't we have a good talk? Do we have to face each other with swords?" Zhang Wuji said.
"Hmph, what can I say to you demon sect monsters? Boy, you were a disruptor when we were at the foot of the mountain. Now here you are again. You have gone against us again and again. Then let you see me, Emei. The swordsmanship is amazing."
Master Miejie swung his sword towards Zhang Wuji, and Emei's disciples followed closely behind. Zhang Wuji dodged left and right until he was forced to retreat to a corner. In desperation, he used the Great Shift of the Universe again, knocking down everyone in Emei in an instant.
He only treated Zhou Zhiruo gently. When she was about to fall to the ground, he quickly stepped forward and hugged Zhou Zhiruo to help her up.
"Junior sister Zhou, this guy really treats you differently. Now you are the only one with the sword in your hand. It depends on what you do." Ding Minjun said with difficulty as he stood up.
"Zhiruo, kill him!" Master Miejie screamed.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at a loss and struggled to leave Zhang Wuji.
"If you still recognize me as your master, then kill him with one sword!"
"Junior sister, kill him!"
"Do it, Junior Sister Zhou!"
The voices of people in Emei kept pouring into Zhou Zhiruo's ears, stimulating and oppressing her. Unknowingly, she slowly raised her hand and pointed the sword at Zhang Wuji.
"kill him!"
Master Miejie's roar was like the last straw that broke Zhou Zhiruo's mind. The arm holding the sword thrust forward hard, and the sound of the sword blade penetrating into flesh penetrated deeply into Zhou Zhiruo's ears.
Zhang Wuji's left shoulder was instantly covered with blood. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared blankly at Zhou Zhiruo, who was full of guilt.
Master Miejie closed his eyes and sighed.
"I have been defeated in Emei, and now only Wudang is left. The success or failure of this trip depends on Wudang's decision."
Everyone in Wudang looked at each other, and they were all a little unsure. Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao, already liked Zhou Zhiruo. After seeing the relationship between Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and he raised his sword and was about to fight.
Song Yuanqiao hurriedly stopped him and said, "Qingshu, what do you want to do?"
"Dad, don't stop me. I want to kill this demon cult monster with my own hands."
"You are confused. This young man has been seriously injured. If you attack him at this time, it will ruin your reputation. How can you gain a foothold in the world?"
"I do not care."
"Go back." Song Yuanqiao was furious and pushed Song Qingshu back again and again.
When Song Yuanqiao's heart was focused on Song Qingshu, Yin Liting rushed out, pointed his sword at Zhang Wuji and scolded: "Today I am only looking for this person named Yang. It has nothing to do with you. If you are seriously injured, I will not attack you. Be smart." Leave quickly."
Zhang Wuji shook his head and stood in front of Yin Liting.
"You can't blame me for being stubborn." Yin Liting raised his sword and was about to stab it out. Zhang Wuji spurted out blood and vomited all over Yin Liting's body.
