The peaks and ridges of Wudang Mountain are strangely steep, the forests are verdant, the upper part is connected to the blue sky, and the lower is close to the stream. The Wudang faction www.biquge.info is located on the main peak, Tianzhu Peak, and it is full of friends at the moment, and all martial arts colleagues gather here, just for the decisive battle with the Heavenly Ninja Sect the day after tomorrow.

In the Zixiao Palace, the head of the sect, a real person, was preaching and discussing with a group of guests, including the "Western Sword Saint" Ximen Fang, the head of the Hengshan faction Nangong Feiyun, the head of the Tang Sect Tang Yichen, the leader of the Tianwang Gang Xia Cheng, the little girl Yang Ying sitting next to him, the head of the Emei faction, Qingxiao Shitai and the law enforcement elder Meng Canglang of the Beggars Gang, but I didn't see who the leader of the Wulin League was.

"I don't know if the leader of the alliance may come the day after tomorrow?" said Dao Yi Zhenren, twisting his beard on his chin with one hand.

"If he really went to Dali, it's really hard to say how long it will be. Xia Cheng said, "Unless there is no delay all the way." ”

"If the leader of the Gang really can't come back, who will preside over the overall situation the day after tomorrow?" Meng Canglang asked.

"Naturally, it was presided over by Dao Yi Zhenren. "Nangong Feiyun Dao.

"Poor Dao is not talented, how can you take on this great responsibility, let's do it differently!"

"Brother Dao doesn't have to shirk, you deserve it in terms of qualifications, and besides, you have to do your best to be a landlord!" said Mrs. Qingxiao on the side with a smile.

"The master is reasonable, so the Taoist doesn't have to be humble. Xia Cheng also said with a smile, and after speaking, he looked at Yang Ying next to him, and Yang Ying nodded lightly to Xia Cheng.

"Brother Dao doesn't have to be polite, it should be presided over by you. Ximen Fang also nodded.

"Since everyone is gracious, it is better to be respectful than to obey fate. Dao Yi real person smiled.

Everyone began to talk about the Heavenly Ninja Sect again, preparing for the decisive battle in the coming day, and discussing countermeasures.

After I left the Tianwang Gang, I quickly went to Dali to invite Cuiyanmen to help him, and at the same time he asked the beggar gang disciples who went to Emei to send Wulin Ling to bring a letter to his wife who was in the Emei faction. He hoped that his wife would focus on the overall situation, and when this matter passed, he would go to the Emei faction to pick up their mother and daughter, and then resign from the identity of the leader of the beggar gang and the leader of the martial arts alliance, and live a good life with their mother and daughter. But after arriving in Dali, Cuiyanmen is willing to be in a corner of peace, and does not want to be involved in this river and lake dispute, who I have no choice but to turn back, galloping all the way, hoping to rush to Wudang Mountain on the day of the decisive battle.

On the day of the decisive battle, Dao Yi Zhenren and a fellow martial artist waited for the upcoming Heavenly Ninja Sect in the martial arts arena, and everyone had different expressions on their faces and different thoughts.

At this time, a little Taoist priest ran over in a hurry, came to Dao Yizhenren's side and said, "Qiqi master, they are here." ”

"Okay!" said Dao Yi Zhenren twisting his beard on his chin, "The soldiers will come to block, and the water will cover it." ”

After a while, a team of people and horses came to the martial arts arena under the leadership of a little Taoist priest. First of all, more than 20 Tiannin dead soldiers dressed in fishing and ninja costumes, wearing green masks, and carrying spears across horses, followed by a big man of about 30, burly, typical golden man dress, riding a yellow horse, holding a big scimitar, holding his head high, his expression fierce and vicious, and his eyes were empty. Behind the Han is five large sedan chairs, each sedan chair is carried by four people, the sedan chair man should be a Song person from the dress, the first sedan chair is two riding white horses, dressed in a non-Yong suit, wearing a samurai with a veil mask, behind the four sedan chairs, there are five people riding horses in bulk, and behind are more than ten people who straddle the horse and hold a spear of the heavenly ninja dead, a line of about one hundred and eighty people.

All the heavenly ninja dead soldiers stood on both sides, five large sedan chairs lined up in the middle, the people in the sedan chair did not get out of the sedan chair, the big man with a big scimitar dismounted and arrogantly came to Dao Yi Zhenren and others in front of him, and five people in bulk also followed behind.

When the two sides met each other, some people couldn't bear it anymore. Tang Yichen, the master of the Tang Sect, recognized his cousin Tang Yishan at a glance, of course Tang Yishan also saw Tang Yichen, he didn't dare to face it, and his body deliberately moved behind the scimitar man. In addition, Feng Wengru, the head of the Huashan faction, was also among them, and when he saw everyone's angry eyes, he didn't dare to raise his head in shame.

Dao Yi Zhenren snorted at the scimitar man and said: "Poor Dao Dao Yi, he is the host of the despicable Wudang faction, dare to ask the donor what to call him?"

"Jeru's detachment, the right protector of the Holy Religion. The big man with the scimitar raised his toes, "I heard that Shaolin Wudang is the Central Plains Martial Arts Taishan Beidou, and the Shaolin faction has been subjugated by my Holy Sect, but I don't know how many catties and taels your Wudang faction has?"

"The golden thief Hugh is going to be arrogant, let Xiaodao see what you are capable of!" a young Taoist priest in his twenties stood up and said.

"Haha! The stinky boy deserves to fight with this seat? Yelu Pili said disdainfully to the young Taoist priest.

"Kill chickens with a knife, why do you need a master to deal with you, the trail is enough. The young Taoist priest did not show weakness.

"Since you want to be beaten, this seat will fulfill you, but this seat will not beat the unknown, and report it quickly. "Yelu Pili didn't even look at the young Taoist priest squarely.

"Xiao Dao is the eldest disciple of the Dao Yizhen disciple Ye Jimei, today I will see what tricks you have as a madman. The young Taoist priest said, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Haha, come on, let this seat teach you a good lesson. Yelu Pili shook the long knife in his hand, and the person suddenly jumped up, and the long knife slashed into the air, and the shot was fierce and abnormal.

Ye Jimei knew that his strength was great, so he didn't touch it, and the sword made a long knife, and the person flashed to the side to avoid its edge. Yelu couldn't strike a blow, the long knife didn't stop, and he cut at Ye Jimei's waist. Ye Jimei's sword blocked, his body turned, and he easily avoided it, and at the same time, the sword was pulled and picked up towards Yelubi's throat. Jerod lifted his sword from the hilt of his sword and opened his sword. The two of them fought back and forth for more than 20 years, regardless of victory or defeat, Yelu Pili was like a crazy bull, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, but Ye Jimei's figure gradually became sluggish and clumsy, and she was not handy at parrying.

"Bang!", Ye Jimei revealed a flaw, was kicked in the chest by Yelu Pili, and flew out of Zhangxu.

"Daoyi Lao Dao, your big apprentice is not helpful, you should make a move!" Yelu Pili looked arrogant, and there was no one in his eyes.

"Golden thief, let Xia come and meet you. As he spoke, he saw a black-faced man walking out with a smile, wearing gold chain mail and holding a pair of gold-shaking golden ring hammers, none other than Xia Cheng, the leader of the Tianwang Gang, known as the "eight-faced god" in the rivers and lakes.

Yelu Pili looked Xia Cheng up and down, knowing that the comer was not good, Fang Cai's madness was half accepted, and he didn't say much, but he just promised the word "good", and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Xia Cheng. Xia Cheng did not dodge or dodge, raised his hammer to greet him, and with the sound of "bell", gold and iron resonated. Yelubi's long knife was bounced away, and the man also took a few steps back, only to feel that the tiger's mouth was painful, and it was already oozing blood. Xia Cheng didn't move at all, still smiling.

Yelu knew that he had met an opponent, but he couldn't retreat, he didn't do anything, he waved his long knife, and it was another move to "sweep away thousands of troops" and slash towards Xia Cheng. Xia Cheng waved the double hammer in his hand, the left hand was defensive, the right hand was attacking, one in front and one behind, complementing each other, and a pair of sledgehammers of more than 200 catties were wielded in his hands.

Both are known for their strength, but in comparison, Yelu Pili is far from each other, after a few moves, Yelu Pili only felt that his arms were sore, his mouth was cracked, and his hands were bloody. Xia Cheng performed a trick of the Heavenly King's hammer technique "Hammer Shock Eight Desolations", the left hammer slammed out, bounced Yelubi's long knife away, and the right hammer followed closely and went straight to Yelubi's front door. Seeing that Yelu Pili was about to bloom in his head, he died under the hammer, saying that it was too late, it was fast, and a purple shadow swept out of a sedan chair, blocking between Yelu Pili and Xia Cheng.

Xia Cheng put away the double hammer, took a step back, and saw that the person who came was bald and bearded, similar to his own age, dressed in a purple robe, holding a dark iron sword. was about to ask, but he heard a person behind him: "Brother Kitano, don't come to harm!"

The purple-robed man followed the prestige, and a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a three-clear robe and a purple and gold crown paced over, and the purple-robed man looked at it slightly, and said with his eyebrows raised: "It turned out to be Brother Ximen, what a coincidence." "The two of them are the Northern Sword Saint Beiye Martial Maniac and the Western Sword Saint Ximen Fang. Xia Cheng saw that the two of them were talking, so he stepped aside.

"It's been a few years since Huashan was separated, I'm afraid Brother Kitano's mad dragon swordsmanship has improved a lot!

"This ——, is only because the emperor's order is embarrassing, and Brother Simon doesn't have to laugh. Kitano Takeshi's cheeks were slightly hot, "Don't talk about anything else today, you and I will meet again, and we will definitely be separated." ”

"If Brother Kitano is in the identity of the Heavenly Ninja Sect today, then this high level must be understood. "Simon put the right way.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's see the real chapter in our hands! Brother Simon, please. Takeshi Kitano said wildly and opened the formation. Ximen Fang didn't say much more, the Falling Thunder Sword was already in his hand, and he was secretly lucky with his true qi and used Xuantian Wuji Law.

Beiye Wumad waved the Xuantie Sword in his hand, which seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact contained the power of thunder, he knew the strength of Ximen Fang, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation as soon as he made a move. The duel of equal strength is intended to seize the opportunity and strike first. Ximen Fang also didn't dare to be careless, and poured the twelve layers of power into the Falling Thunder Sword, making an all-out fight.

The two of them fought, although they only heard the crisp symphony of gold and iron, but in fact, it was the confrontation of the internal strength of the two, and every contact of the weapon contained an earth-shattering collision, and everywhere they went, the dust was flying. Fifty rounds, it is still difficult to distinguish, no winner or loser. The duel between the two is evenly matched.

Suddenly, Ximen Fang unexpectedly revealed a flaw, and was hit by Kitano Takeshi's palm and flew out several feet away. Beiye Wu turned around and glared angrily, only to see Tang Yishan behind him lowering his head and hiding his tail. Everyone was shocked, knowing that it was Tang Yishan who attacked the secret weapon and injured people.

Tang Yichen, the master of the Tang Gate, jumped to Ximen Fang's side, and saw that Ximen Fang had been hit by a few quenched plum blossom needles, so he hurriedly pulled them out, and took out the Tang Gate's unique antidote for him to take.

"Shameless thing!" Tang Yichen said angrily, "My Tang Sect's reputation has been ruined in your hands, and today I will clean up the portal and return the world to martial arts." ”

Tang Yishan didn't dare to speak out, nor did he dare to step forward to fight.

Kitano Takeshi sneered wildly: "Mr. Tang, don't worry, the old man will not disturb your family affairs, and will let you duel fairly." With that, he put away his sword and stepped aside.

Tang Yishan only stood up hard, he looked at his cousin Tang Yichen, and said boldly: "If I had been the master of the sect back then, I would have carried forward the Tang Sect a long time ago, how can you be like you are afraid of the tail, let the Tang Sect have been condescending to Shuzhong, who is sorry for the Tang Sect." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, today I will take you back to the Tang Sect to accept the judgment of the family, you will bring people with you when you live, and you will bring corpses with you when you die. Tang Yichen shouted.

Tang Yishan didn't argue much, he raised the folding fan in his hand, and with a move of "Heaven and Earth Net", countless hidden weapons rushed towards Tang Yichen. Tang Yichen did not dodge or dodge, raised his hand and waved, and the same move, the overwhelming hidden weapon swayed out. The duel between the two masters of the Tang Sect, in a moment, I saw that the two of them were covered by various hidden weapons of black pressure, and the two hidden weapons came and went to fight each other, and the scene was so spectacular.