Pattering——
The thunder was flashing and the rain was getting heavier with no sign of stopping.
In the rain curtain, swords and swords intertwined, and the sound of heavy raindrops was covered by the chaotic sounds in the night sky. The sounds of footsteps, shouts of death, curses, screams, and the sounds of gold and iron swords clashing. Mixed together.
Blood spread all over the ground, and then was washed away by the rain. The pungent smell of blood was everywhere.
"Master, there are too many hawks and dogs in the court, and we can hardly hold them anymore!"
In the center of the battlefield, a group of Wudang disciples gathered together to resist the surrounding Jin Yiwei and Demon Sect disciples.
But there were too many people, and the rain was too heavy, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making the night too dark and their sight blocked. They couldn't tell whether their opponents were court hawks, disciples of the Demon Sect, or fellow sects of the righteous sects. , so from time to time, accidental injuries to fellow students occur.
There were originally nearly a hundred Wudang disciples, but now there were only less than half left.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others gathered around, trying their best to protect the disciples in the middle. Hearing this, they looked at the corpses on the ground all around and looked a little ugly.
Taoist Priest Chongxu repelled a Jinyiwei master who was attacking from the front with a sword. He approached Song Yuanqiao and gasped:
"Chief, we can't continue the fight. Find a way to retreat!"
"But Wuji..."
Song Yuanqiao frowned and glanced at the sand dunes not far to the left, looking worried.
There, Zhang Wuji, who was dressed in white and holding a folding fan, was fighting with Dongfang Bubai, who was dressed in red. The aftermath of the strong energy caused a vacuum to appear in the rain curtain. There was no trace of anything in the area of several feet around the battlefield between the two. People dare to get close.
"Elder brother, Wuji has achieved great success in the Nine-Yang Divine Art, and the Ming Cult's inherited martial arts, Qiankun Shift, is close to him. Even if he loses to Dongfang Bubai, he will definitely be able to escape unscathed. At this moment, we should find a way to protect the Wudang disciples, otherwise I will go back. How can I explain it to Master?"
Yu Lianzhou saw Song Yuanqiao's worry and spoke to persuade him.
Song Yuanqiao was still hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Taoist Mu next to him and said, "Uncle Mu, what do you think?"
Mu Taoren glanced at him and said calmly: "You are the leader. You can do whatever you say. Why do you ask me?"
As he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand swept across, and the three Jinyi guards in front were directly cut off at the waist, but Mu Taoist still seemed to be able to do it with ease, and it seemed that he did not consume much at all.
When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and finally made a decision:
"Okay, let's withdraw first."
When the disciples around him heard this, they were immediately overjoyed and shouted quickly:
"Head's order, retreat!"
"retreat!"
Amidst the chaos, Wudang disciples fought and retreated, and began to evacuate towards the edge of the battlefield.
"laugh--"
At this moment, there was a flash of sword energy in the rain. A Wudang disciple who was walking behind was hit by the sword energy. He screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his chest. He twitched twice and stopped moving. He seemed to be dead. .
"careful!"
Song Yuanqiao's expression changed slightly, and he quickly ducked behind to block the sword light that came again. When he saw the person who made the move clearly, his heart sank: "Yu Huatian!"
Everyone immediately became alert, and Yu Lianzhou, Taoist Priest Chongxu and others quickly retreated back, looking solemnly at the figure in white standing opposite with a sword.
What surprised them was that Yuhuatian's sword failed and he did not take action again. He only took a deep look at Taoist Mu next to Taoist Chongxu, then turned around with his sword and joined other battlefields.
"this……"
Everyone is a little puzzled.
Mu Taoren observed carefully for a moment, frowned, and said: "He is deliberately killing the disciples of each sect."
After hearing the words, everyone looked into the distance again, and saw the white-robed figure holding a long sword in the rain curtain, just like Bai Wuchang sent by hell to seduce the soul. His strong body shuttled through the battlefield, and every time he passed, Someone must die by his sword.
And he seemed to deliberately choose weaker people to kill. If he encountered an enemy that couldn't be defeated with one sword, he didn't bother too much. Instead, he simply ducked to another place and continued to massacre other people.
"This demon is even more ruthless than the Demon Cult. He really wants to kill us all!"
Song Yuanqiao looked ugly.
"If this person is not eliminated, he will be a great disaster to the martial arts world in the future!"
Taoist Priest Chongxu said in a deep voice.
Mu Taoren shook his head and reminded: "How many people he kills is none of our business, but if we don't leave, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."
"Moreover, he dares to kill people without restraint, but we can't."
"We cannot afford to offend the imperial court."
Hearing this, everyone felt shocked.
Mu Taoren was right. Even if Yuhuatian really killed everyone present tonight, no one would dare to seek revenge on him because he represented the imperial court.
But if they kill too many people from the imperial court and make the imperial court resentful, the imperial army might be able to surround Wudang Mountain.
No matter how powerful Wudang is, it cannot be an opponent of hundreds of thousands of imperial troops!
Song Yuanqiao glanced at the white shadow walking through the crowd in the distance, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and said: "Let's go!"
Without saying a word, everyone immediately followed him, heading towards Longmen Pass, and soon disappeared in the rain.
The departure of everyone in Wudang soon attracted the attention of other factions.
Many people immediately understood what Wudang was up to, and immediately made the same decision as Wudang, to retreat while fighting and evacuate to the edge of the battlefield.
The first to evacuate were people from the Shaolin Temple and the Kongtong Sect.
The people from Shaolin Temple were all elites. The two divine monks Kong Jian and Kong Zhi plus the Eighteen Arhats had basically no damage. Kongtong sent not many people, so they quickly got rid of the entanglement of the Demon Cult and Jin Yiwei and withdrew from the battlefield. , withdrew towards Longmenguan.
The Songshan Sect suffered the greatest losses this time. Eight of the Thirteen Taibao were killed in the battle, and even Zuo Lengchan suffered internal injuries.
Noticing that all the sects were retreating, Zuo Lengchan looked gloomy. He glanced at Duan Tianya and the others who were fighting fiercely with the four famous capturers of the Song Dynasty not far away, and said coldly: "Retreat!"
After saying that, he also began to protect his disciples from evacuating.
On the other side, the disciples of the Emei Sect also discovered the movements of the major sects. One disciple immediately reminded Master Jue: "Master, the major sects have begun to retreat!"
Master Miejie heard the sound, looked back, frowned slightly, and immediately had the idea of retreating.
But just as she was about to give the order to retreat, another sword shadow came from the front. It was Tianzun's Rakshasa Fairy Li Zhenzhen, who kept pestering her.
Master Miejie’s expression was ugly and he shouted sternly: "Li Zhenzhen, what do you want to do? Do you really want to see the Emei Sect destroyed here? How can you be worthy of Master?!"
Li Zhenzhen sneered and said: "Master, she is partial. From the day you became the leader, I am no longer a disciple of Emei. Whether Emei is destroyed or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"You ungrateful bitch!"
Master Miejie was immediately furious. He held the Yitian Sword in his hand and shouted at the disciples behind him: "You retreat first, and I will come to find you after I get rid of this female devil who betrayed the master."
"yes!"
The disciples were relieved and immediately began to organize their retreat.
But soon someone discovered that many people were missing and shouted loudly:
"Senior Sister Minjun is missing!"
"Junior Sister Li is also missing!"
"Junior sister Zhao is also..."
Hearing the sound, Master Miejie almost lost his mind, turned around and shouted: "Look for me, where is Min Jun?!"
She might not care much about other people, but she would not allow any harm to her core disciples, including Ding Minjun.
"No need to look for it, it should be almost cold."
Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded next to him.
Everyone in Emei looked back and their expressions changed immediately:
"Be careful, it's Yuhuatian!"
Master Jue also looked back, with a sharp gaze, and shouted: "Yu Huatian, what did you do to Min Jun?!"
Yuhuatian, dressed in white like snow, walked in the rain. At this moment, his body was still unstained by a drop of blood, but it also carried the smell of blood. Even the 'Sanzi Sword' in his hand was cut and curled. .
Until now, he couldn't remember how many people he had killed, but he probably had three figures.
According to the system prompts, there seems to be luck contributed by Ding Minjun.
Yuhuatian said calmly: "If nothing else happens, he should be dead."
As he spoke, his eyes swept over Master Jue and Li Zhenzhen, and paused briefly on the Heavenly Sword in Master Jue's hand. A strange color flashed in his eyes:
"Not only Ding Minjun, but also you two. If you don't want to leave, don't leave either."
Master Miejie looked angry and shouted: "You killed Min Jun? I will kill you!"
After saying that, she abandoned Li Zhenzhen, held the Yitian Sword tightly, and attacked Yuhuatian.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
A trace of disdain flashed in Yu Huatian's eyes. Master Miejie's strength was pretty good, but it was based on the bonus of Yitian Sword.
Without the Yitian Sword, she might not even be able to defeat Ding Xiu.
Even in terms of swordsmanship alone, she was far behind Jing Wuming.
Moreover, although Yitian Sword is strong, it depends on whose hands it is.
"laugh--"
With a flash of his body, Yu Huatian rushed out with his sword. He was as fast as thunder and instantly appeared in front of Master Miejie. He avoided her sword blow and slashed across her neck with the "Returning Wind and Seizing the Moon" move.
Master Miejie let out a muffled groan in his throat. He stumbled forward a few times, and finally used the Heavenly Sword to support himself, so that he didn't fall to the ground.
But soon, a line of blood bloomed from her neck, and the blood dyed the skirt of her clothes red...
"Master!"
All the disciples in Emei were shocked and quickly stepped forward to help him.
Master Miejie's pupils were shrunk to the shape of pinholes, and she was breathing heavily. She looked at the white figure opposite her with a fearful expression. She pushed away the disciple who was supporting her and shouted with difficulty: "Quickly... go!"
After the words fell, his body went limp. He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.
"Master!"
All the disciples shouted in grief and anger.
[Luck from Master Miejie is +5050. 】
Yuhuatian looked calm, stretched out his left hand to grab it, and the Yitian Sword fell into his hand.
Yu Huatian looked at the Yitian Sword and saw that the blade was like a mirror. Even if raindrops fell on it, it would quickly slip off and remain spotless.
He tried to release his true energy and attached it to the sword body. Unexpectedly, the true energy was absorbed as soon as it touched the sword body. Then a white halo lit up on the sword, and the sword light was sharp and ready to be unleashed.
With the blessing of Yitian Sword, the power of this sword energy has been increased by at least 50%!
"What a sword!"
Yuhuatian couldn't help but admire.
Immediately, he turned his gaze to Li Zhenzhen beside him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's your turn."
As he spoke, Yu Huatian couldn't help but want to test the power of the Yitian Sword. He raised the Yitian Sword and swung it towards Li Zhenzhen.
"laugh--"
A ray of white light passed over Yitian Sword and struck directly at Li Zhenzhen.
Li Zhenzhen was frightened when he saw Master Jue being instantly killed by Yu Huatian's sword. Now when he saw Yu Huatian wielding a sword against her, he dared not block her. His pupils shrank violently and he immediately turned back. Flee for his life.
But before she could escape a few meters, she was overtaken by the sword energy. The cold sword energy entered her body. Li Zhenzhen's body paused for a moment, and then exploded, raining blood all over the sky.
The peak of innateness, one sword in seconds!
Yuhuatian's eyes brightened.
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