At dusk, the setting sun shines on this thousand-year-old temple built on the top of Songshan Mountain, reflecting dazzling golden light.
Swish--
As the sun sets, several figures emerge from the shadows on the north side of the temple.
The leader is a young man in his twenties, wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan. He has a handsome appearance and a majestic air between his brows.
This person is clearly the leader of the Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji.
Behind him were two elegant and equally handsome middle-aged men. They were Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, the bright messengers of the Ming Cult, known as the "Two Immortals Xiaoyao".
The other Mingjiao masters followed, including the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, and the Five Sanren of the Mingjiao.
This time, almost all Mingjiao masters came out.
And its purpose is to take advantage of the golden opportunity of the imperial army to attack the Shaolin Temple to rescue the golden lion king Xie Xun who has been suppressed by Master Sandu of the Shaolin Temple for many years.
Zhang Wuji looked solemn at this time, glanced in the direction of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and said in a deep voice:
"The imperial army has gone up the mountain. Now all the masters in the Shaolin Temple have gathered at the mountain gate to confront the people in Xichang. Later, you will attack the Shaolin monks directly to confuse their sight. Envoys Yang Zuo and Fan You will go back with me. Mountain rescues the Lion King.”
"As you command!"
Everyone bowed solemnly and raised no objections.
They had originally heard that the imperial court had sent troops to blockade the Shaolin Temple. They thought this was a good opportunity to rescue Xie Xun, so they sent so many experts here.
This time, the Lion King must be rescued no matter what, so that three of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult will return to their thrones. If they find the Purple Shirt Dragon King in the future, the Ming Cult can regain its peak strength!
Zhang Wuji turned his head and looked at the sky. Seeing that the sunset had mostly set and twilight had begun to cover his head, he waved his hand and shouted:
"Do it!"
Swish swish swish~
Without saying a word, everyone quickly set off and climbed over the steep wall into the Shaolin Temple.
At this time, it was dinner time in the Shaolin Temple. With the imperial army encircling the temple, the temple was noisy. There were monks walking around everywhere, and soon someone noticed something unusual.
"Who...ah!"
"An enemy has broken in, please notify the abbot!"
"kill--"
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
The scene was instantly turbulent, with all kinds of screams and shouts heard endlessly.
Under the leadership of Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao, masters of the Mingjiao Five Elements Banner broke into the Shaolin Temple and killed everyone on sight. The blood soon stained the temple red.
Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Fan Yao had a clear goal and went straight to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.
They had gone to the Shaolin Temple to rescue Xie Xun many times before. They had already figured out where Xie Xun was being held. However, the Shaolin Temple had never changed the place of detention, either because of self-confidence or for some other reason. Therefore, every time they came, the Mingjiao people You can find the location accurately.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
In order to save time, the three of them directly used Qinggong to move up and down the tops of the buildings in the Shaolin Temple, walking in a straight line, and soon arrived at the back mountain of Shaolin.
Looking from a distance, I saw an ancient tower standing alone in this lush field. The middle door was wide open and there was no guard at the door.
This is the retreat place of Master Sandu of Shaolin Temple and the place where Xie Xun is imprisoned.
If nothing else happens, Xie Xun will be locked in the ancient well at the bottom of the ancient pagoda.
A hint of joy appeared in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and he quickly increased his speed and said: "Quick! Enter the tower, find your foster father, and retreat as soon as possible!"
Yang Xiao and Fan Yao didn't say much, and at the same time accelerated their speed and rushed towards the ancient pagoda.
Soon, the three of them landed in front of the ancient pagoda one after another. Without hesitation, they immediately stepped forward and were about to enter the ancient pagoda.
But as soon as he reached the door, Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, as if he noticed something, and suddenly paused, turning his head to look at the path in the distance.
When Yang Xiao and Fan Yao saw this, they stopped and turned around, but the next moment, their expressions changed slightly...
"Tap-ta-"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of footsteps, several figures appeared slowly from the path.
The leader was none other than Zen Master Dabei from Shaolin Temple, followed by the ashen-faced Monk Fang Zheng and Master Sandu.
"Donor Zhang, it is indeed you!"
Master Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Wuji in front of the tower and said angrily:
"The Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun has done many evil things. Thanks to the support of all my martial arts colleagues, I, the Shaolin Temple, imprisoned him in the Shaolin Temple to forgive his sins. However, you have repeatedly gone up the mountain to try to save people, and injured countless of my Shaolin disciples. You are simply unworthy of being a gentleman!"
Zhang Wuji's face was gloomy and he ignored him. His eyes focused on the figure next to Zen Master Dabei who was wearing a silver python robe and was so handsome that he felt jealous. He gritted his teeth and said: "Xichang Changgong, Yuhuatian!"
At this moment, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but replay the scene in the northwest desert a month ago when he was injured and forced to leave by Yu Huatian and Dongfang Bubai, and a trace of resentment and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
If Yuhuatian hadn't caused trouble that time, the treasure of Dabai Shangguo would definitely be in his pocket.
Moreover, after he was injured last time, he had to recuperate for more than a month, and it was only in the past few days that he gradually recovered.
So this time when he heard that the imperial army was encircling the Shaolin Temple, he thought of taking this opportunity to make a move to save Xie Xun while the imperial army was fighting with the Shaolin Temple.
Unexpectedly, instead of fighting between the imperial court and Shaolin Temple, they actually came together to stop him.
So obviously, his plan failed!
"I wonder who it is that dares to use me as a sword. It turns out that you are the defeated general."
Yu Huatian looked at Zhang Wuji with a cold expression and said indifferently.
Although he also wanted to attack the Shaolin Temple, he did not want to be used as a knife by others. Therefore, after discovering the turmoil in the Shaolin Temple, he immediately thought of the Mingjiao and persuaded the Shaolin monks to come and check the place where Xie Xun was imprisoned.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Zhang Wuji!
Zhang Wuji said bitterly: "If Dongfang Bubai hadn't intervened last time, would you still be my opponent?"
"You can try again!" Yuhuatian said coldly.
"Amitabha."
Zen Master Dabei said the Buddha's name and sighed: "Almsgiver Zhang, your father Zhang Cuishan was once a hero of the righteous path and an outstanding disciple of Zhenren Zhang in Wudang. Speaking of which, you are half a disciple of Wudang. However, you joined the Ming Cult and became a detestable demon." Where is the head?"
"Shut up!"
Zhang Wuji's eyes were red and he roared angrily: "You have no right to mention my father. If it weren't for you sanctimonious and righteous people, how could my parents have died tragically? They were killed by you!"
Zen Master Dabei also knew something about the incident in which Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide in front of heroes from various sects. That incident even attracted Master Zhang of Wudang. In the end, it was only because of Master Zhang's protection that Zhang Wuji was able to escape successfully.
Now that I think about it, that incident was indeed something the righteous factions did wrong.
Looking at Zhang Wuji with a look of hatred at this moment, a trace of guilt flashed across Zen Master Dabei's eyes, but then he sighed, shook his head and said:
"No matter what, this Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun has done many evil things. I don't know how many innocent people died in his hands back then. Today, the poor monk cannot let you take him away no matter what."
"Pooh!"
Zhang Wuji snorted disdainfully: "It sounds nice to me, but actually I just want to know the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife from my adoptive father. Do you really think I don't know? Why are you pretending!"
Zen Master Dabei's face sank slightly when he heard this, and said: "If the donor still persists in his obsession, don't blame the poor monk for taking action to slay the demon. You must know that Buddhism also has an angry-eyed King Kong!"
Zhang Wuji said coldly: "Now that I'm here, I have no intention of going back alive!"
As he said that, he looked at Yuhuatian with malicious eyes and shouted: "Yuhuatian, do you dare to duel with me?"
"Don't dare."
Yu Huatian shook his head, and then said: "But if you want to die, I can help you."
"laugh--"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuji rushed towards Yuhuatian without hesitation, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
In his opinion, the reason why his plans failed several times was because of this Yuhuatian.
Since the plan failed today, it would be difficult for the adoptive father to be rescued, but he was not willing to leave like this.
Before leaving, he must kill this court eagle dog who has repeatedly ruined his good deeds!
The distance of tens of feet is reached in an instant.
Zhang Wuji took action with anger and punched Yuhuatian. The terrifying wind of the punch made the air tremble slightly.
But Yuhuatian was unafraid, looking at the figure rushing towards him, he narrowed his eyes slightly:
"This is between me and him, no one is allowed to interfere!"
After saying that, he flashed forward, instead of retreating, he took the initiative to meet Zhang Wuji.
"boom--"
The next moment, their fists faced each other, and both of them took a few steps back.
His strength is stronger!
A flash of horror flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes. Before he could recover, he suddenly felt his body sway and rushed towards Yu Huatian's location involuntarily.
Capturing the dragon!
Zhang Wuji's expression changed slightly, but the distance between the two was too close, and it was too late to resist with luck. He could only take this opportunity to use the Nine Yang Magic again and punch Yuhuatian again.
"choke--"
At this moment, a flash of silver light suddenly shone, and with an extremely sharp sword energy, it stabbed Zhang Wuji's fist.
Most of Yu Huatian's martial arts skills are in swordsmanship. The blow he exchanged with Zhang Wuji just now was already a lesson in martial arts and gave him face. Now that the test is over, Yu Huatian will naturally not be stupid enough to use his sword.
"Eternal Sword?!"
Zhang Wuji looked at the flash of sword energy in front of him, and suddenly felt palpitations in his heart. When he saw the Yitian Sword clearly in Yu Huatian's hand, he immediately recognized the sword, and his expression suddenly changed.
When various sects besieged Guangmingding, he was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo with this sword. Now that they met again, he naturally did not dare to be careless.
But at this moment, the attack could no longer be contained, and it was too late to dodge. In the flash of lightning, he had no choice but to change his attack, using the Nine Yang Divine Art to use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, in an attempt to divert this terrifying sword energy.
However, the hurried use of the Great Shift was not powerful enough. Zhang Wuji only slightly moved the sword that was stabbing his chest a few inches, and then he felt pain in his right shoulder and blood splattered.
"laugh……"
The Yitian Sword directly penetrated his right shoulder, opening a hideous wound.
"Puff, puff——"
Zhang Wuji's face turned pale, and he immediately tapped the acupuncture points on his chest to stop the bleeding. Then he raised his head, looked at the silver-white python robe opposite him with shock and anger, and shouted:
"Where did your Yitian Sword come from?!"
Yu Huatian sneered and said: "Of course I got it from the old nun, I heard that she instigated Zhou Zhiruo to stab you back then. Now I kill her for you, shouldn't you thank me?" "
"This is between her and me!" Zhang Wuji stared at Yuhuatian.
The power of Yitian Sword can already break his body-protecting aura, which makes him very afraid.
"Speaking of which, I actually sympathize with you. Your parents died young, your life was rough, and your relationship was not smooth. You finally became the leader of the Ming Cult, but you lost the person you loved most. It's so sad!"
Yuhuatian shook his head and sighed.
"Yuhuatian!"
Zhang Wuji's eyes were blood red and his teeth were about to break.
What Yu Huatian said, every word of it, was the pain that he couldn't mention in his heart!
Yu Huatian didn't pay attention to his eyes and said calmly: "But don't worry, if there is a chance in the future, I will ask Zhou Zhiruo to come down to accompany you. We can't be together alive. After death, you can renew your relationship." "
"ah!!"
Zhang Wuji could no longer hold back, his true energy exploded, he flashed like lightning and charged towards Yuhuatian.
Yuhuatian looked up, still smiling, but his eyes were cold.
Looking at Zhang Wuji who was completely driven into madness, he raised the Heavenly Sword and took the initiative to attack him.
"Rumble--"
The next moment, there was a shocking and terrifying vibration in the field, and the sound was like thunder.
With the two people at the center, the surrounding vegetation was uprooted and dust was flying, making it impossible to see the two figures clearly.
The Shaolin Temple monks, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao all had horrified expressions on their faces.
Even Zen Master Dabei showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes and murmured to himself:
"He is worthy of being the most outstanding young hero in the world. He is only at the level of a grandmaster, but his background is no weaker than that of a great master. If they are allowed to break through, I am afraid that they will have the final say in this world from now on..."
Thinking of this, Zen Master Dabei stared closely at the two figures in the field, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking about.
At this moment, neither Yu Huatian nor Zhang Wuji paid attention to the opinions of outsiders. Both of them were showing their true fire at this moment and fell into a crazy fight.
It has to be said that as a child of destiny of an era, Zhang Wuji is still very strong. He has practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Great Shift of the Universe to a perfect level. In terms of strength alone, he can even rival some ordinary great masters. .
But unfortunately, what he met was Yuhuatian.
Compared with the last time he was in the desert, although Yuhuatian is still at the peak of his master's level, his strength is no longer what it used to be.
With his super strong swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Yitian Sword, he gained the upper hand in just a few dozen moves. Zhang Wuji was beaten so hard that he couldn't even lift his head. He didn't even have a chance to counterattack. He could only rely on the Great Shift of the Universe to defend continuously. Deflect Yuhuatian's attack.
"laugh--"
Finally, when he was approaching the hundredth move, Yu Huatian seized the opportunity and once again broke Zhang Wuji's body-protecting Qi. The Heavenly Sword passed through Zhang Wuji's left rib and then to his right chest, pulling out a long gash. It wasn't deep, but there was blood, and there was also sword energy that was constantly eroding his wounds.
Zhang Wuji groaned in pain and hurriedly retreated, trying to use his energy to heal his wounds and clear his sword energy.
But how could Yuhuatian let go of this good opportunity to beat the drowned dog? Seeing Zhang Wuji retreat, he immediately got close to him and used the fourteenth sword in an instant.
"boom--"
In an instant, everything revived and became full of vitality. A sword full of psychedelic power thrust out, and Zhang Wuji's eyes subconsciously showed a hint of loss.
But this loss of concentration directly killed him...
By the time he reacted, the sword energy field had already enveloped him, and the sharp sword energy passed through his body, instantly breaking his body-protecting energy and causing dense sword wounds on his body.
Soon he turned into a bloody man.
Before there was any other reaction, a flash of silver light pierced the sky, rushed out of the sword energy field, and went straight into Zhang Wuji's chest.
"laugh--"
With the sword falling, all movement stopped abruptly.
Zhang Wuji lowered his head and stared blankly at the sword piercing his chest, his expression blank.
Boom~
The next second, the sword energy suddenly burst out, directly cutting off all his vitality.
Zhang Wuji's body trembled, he raised his head with all his strength, and stared at the handsome figure in front of him. Reluctance, anger, and regret flashed through his eyes, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and his body slowly fell backwards.
"Bang..."
There was a muffled sound.
As Zhang Wuji's body fell to the ground, there was a moment of deathly silence in the field.
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(End of chapter)
