On the top of the light, the main altar of Mingjiao.

A large square was full of people.

The number of people in the west is small, and eight or nine out of ten are drenched in blood, sitting or lying, and they are on the side of Mingjiao.

The number of people in the east is several times larger, divided into piles, it is the Wuyue faction, Shaolin Temple, Kunlun, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong, Quanzhen and other factions.

The people of the various factions are secretly encircling the Mingjiao.

In the center of the square, two people were fighting, each watching the battle intently.

Lin Yi also controlled the follow-up instrument, and took close-ups of the two people fighting in the field.

The two people fighting in the field are both "celebrities", one is Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king, and the other is Zhang Songxi and Zhang Sixia in the Wudang Seven Heroes.

Because of the infighting between the Five Elements Banner and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, the decent people picked up the cheap, and Lin Yi commanded the heroes of all factions, and easily attacked the top of the light.

And until now, Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of the Ming Sect, as well as Wei Yixiao, the blue-winged bat king, Wusanren, etc., have not appeared.

Lin Yi couldn't help but think that in the plot of "Yitian", Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Wusanren, etc., because they were competing for the position of the leader of the Ming Sect, they didn't agree with each other, and they fought again.

As a result, Cheng Kun, who was sneaked to the main hall of the Guangming Summit, picked up a bargain, if it weren't for Zhang Wuji's rescue, I was afraid that many Mingjiao bigwigs would be served by Cheng Kun.

Now, Zhang Wuji, along with Yin Li, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling, are all by his side, could it be that Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Wusanren and other Mingjiao bigwigs have all been played to death by Cheng Kun?

Lin Yi didn't care very much about what happened to them, he was just a little curious, and he was still concentrating on the live broadcast.

At this moment, Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Songxi are fighting, the palm wind is whistling, and the power is far away from a few zhang, although the two are not congenital masters, they are only one line apart.

Both sides were empty-handed, their bodies turning, and they were fighting extremely fast, and suddenly the four palms intersected, and they immediately froze, and in only a moment, they changed from a rapid leap to a complete stillness.

The onlookers couldn't help but shout: "Okay!"

Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Songxi clapped their hands.

Yin Tianzheng is burly, but he is bald, he looks sixty or seventy years old, with long eyebrows and snow, drooping the corners of his eyes, and his nose is hooked, like an eagle's beak.

Zhang Songxi is short in stature, full of leaning face, and is a middle-aged man about forty years old.

A trace of heat came out of the top of their heads, and in this moment, they had already made the true power of the inner family who had been trained hard by the birth level.

One is the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect and one of the four great guardian kings of the Ming Sect, and the other is Zhang Sanfeng's proud disciple and the Wudang Seven Heroes who belong to the mighty world.

Both Mingjiao and Zhengfang are holding their breath, worried about their own people, and they both know that this competition is not only the prestige of the Mingjiao and Wudang factions, but also the masters win the battle with internal strength, and most of the losing side is worried about their lives.

I saw that the two people were like two stone statues, and even the hair and the corners of their clothes did not flutter in the slightest.

Yin Tianzheng was majestic, and his eyes were blazing, like lightning.

Zhang Songxi is strictly guarding the gist of "waiting for work with ease and braking with quiet" in the martial arts law, and guards it closely. He knew that Yin Tianzheng was more than 20 years older than himself, and his internal strength cultivation was more than 20 years deeper, but he was in the prime of life, full of strength, and the other party was aging, and after a long time, he would have a chance to win.

How do you know that Yin Tianzheng is really a strange person in the martial arts, although he is old, his energy is not inferior to that of a young man, and his internal strength is like a tide, like a wave after a wave, and he slammed into Zhang Songxi from his palms.

Suddenly, Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Songxi shouted in unison, exerting force with four palms, and each withdrew six or seven steps.

Zhang Songxi said: "Yin's predecessors have outstanding skills, admire and admire!"

As soon as everyone saw it, they knew that Yin Tianzheng had the upper hand, and although the Wudang Seven Heroes were famous, they were still a line behind the Heavenly Eagle Sect leader.

Yin Tianzheng's voice was like a bell, and he said: "Brother Zhang's inner family cultivation is extraordinary, and the old man is ashamed of himself. Your Excellency is the junior brother-in-law, is it inevitable that you will have to win or lose today?"

Zhang Songxi said: "The younger generation has taken one more step back, and he has lost half a move." With a bow, the god retreated calmly.

Suddenly, a man from the Wudang faction snatched out, pointed at Yin Tianzheng and said angrily: "Yin Lao'er, if you don't mention my Fifth Brother Zhang, that's fine! I, Third Brother Yu and Fifth Brother Zhang, are all injured in the hands of your Heavenly Eagle Sect, and if I don't take revenge, I will live in the name of 'Wudang Seven Heroes' in vain. ”

This person is Mo Shenggu in the Wudang Seven Heroes, "choking", the long sword is unsheathed, the sword light is shining under the sun, and Mo Shenggu has a posture of "Wanyue Chaozong".

This is the starting style of Wudang disciples and elders when they make moves, although Mo Shenggu is angry, he is already a master of great status in the martial arts, and in full view of everyone, every move cannot be rude.

Yin Tianzheng sighed, a gloomy color flashed on his face, and he said slowly: "The old man has been reluctant to use the sword since the death of his little girl. But if you fight with Wudang Zhuxia empty-handed, it will be disrespectful. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a disciple holding an iron rod and said, "Borrow your iron rod and use it." ”

The Ming Sect disciple held the iron rod with both hands, walked in front of Yin Tianzheng, and bowed respectfully.

Yin Tianzheng took the iron rod, slammed his hands, and with a "slap", the iron rod was broken into two.

The onlookers let out an "oh", but they didn't expect that this old man still had such amazing divine power after a big battle just now.

Mo Shenggu knew that he would not make the first move, and the long sword together made a move "Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix", but when he saw the tip of the sword trembling, it turned into dozens of sword tips in an instant, covering the enemy's midplate, although this move was powerful, it was still a polite swordsmanship.

Yin Tianzheng broke a stick in his left hand and said, "Mo Qixia doesn't have to be polite. The broken stick in his right hand struck him diagonally.

After a few moves, the crowd of spectators was sensational, but when they saw Mo Shenggu's sword walking lightly, the light flashed like a rainbow, and when it opened and closed, it was elegant and dignified, and it was indeed a famous style.

Yin Tianzheng's two broken iron rods are already bulky, and the tricks are even more sluggish, hitting a stick in the east and smashing a stick in the west, which is really out of order, but people of insight have seen it, but they know that he is wise and foolish, and he is clumsy, and he has reached the extremely high level of martial arts.

His footsteps were also extremely slow, but Mo Shenggu was running high and low, flashing from side to side, and in just one tea hour, he had already attacked more than sixty incoherent killers one after another.

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"Let's guess, who can win the battle between Yin Tianzheng and Mo Shenggu?"

Lin Yi controlled the follow-up instrument, and while taking a close-up of the competition in the field, he did not forget to bring the follow-up instrument closer to interact with the audience and fans. He spoke very softly, and everyone present was attracted by the battle between Mo Shenggu and Yin Tianzheng, and no one noticed. (To be continued.) )