Chapter Forty-Seven: The Misfortune of the Flowing Clouds (Part II)
The assembly order of the mountain gate was issued, and all the disciples did not take this matter to heart, and most of them had the same psychology as Mencius, and they regarded it as a lively view, even Bishui Zhenren was no exception.
"If someone breaks into the mountains, who of you is willing to meet the enemy?" In the hall of the sect, Bishui Zhenren sat on the futon in the center, his face was childish, his chin had a two-foot long beard, he was dressed in a brocade robe, and his long sword was across his knees, and he spoke with great dignity.
A lean middle-aged man responded, "Sect Master, the enemy in the mountains is not to be worried, just leave it to me to solve." "He is the protector elder among the three elders of the Liuyun Sect, named Mu Ziwei, majoring in the Suifeng Sword Technique among the four major swordsmanship of the Liuyun Sect, he has a deep attainment, and his strength has reached a small heavenly position, and people who are familiar with him call him Ziwei Zhenren.
"Since Elder Mu has this heart, it is very good, Guiwan, Zijin, you go with Elder Mu to fight the enemy." Bishui Zhenren commanded, and took the opportunity to let his apprentice see the true strength of the heavenly master.
"Yes, Master."
Mencius said happily.
Then Mu Ziwei led another thirty-four disciples, a total of thirty-seven people, and went down the mountain.
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At the mountain gate of Liuyun Sect, Yuan Tiangang raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Lin Yifan's head, "Is your master so procrastinating?" After a moment, if Ben Shuai can't see the real person of Bishui again, don't keep your head. ”
Lin Yifan's mouth opened, but he couldn't spit out a word, the other party was too strong, he didn't finish a move, and he was caught under the palm of his hand in a blink of an eye, and the meridians around his body were seriously damaged by a strong internal force.
"Huh?" Yuan Tiangang withdrew his hand, his body flickered one after another, and appeared in front of Mu Ziwei, "You guys are finally here." ”
None of the disciples found out how he appeared, and a sense of foreboding flashed through everyone's hearts.
Mu Ziwei's eyes froze, and his hand rested on the hilt of his weak willow sword, "Is it that Your Excellency wants to break into my mountain gate?" ”
"Yes, you're a quick sword?" Yuan Tiangang asked, and then looked at Mencius and Chen Guiwan behind him, "Numerology is unstable, there is a change in appearance, he really has contact with you." ”
His gaze was extremely aggressive, which made Mencius and Chen Guiwan panic, feeling that this strange person in front of them was really terrifying, not mortal.
Mu Ziwei took a step forward and blocked the two behind him, "Your Excellency has admitted that you are wrong, and the contemptible person is the protector of the Liuyun Sect...... Burst! Before he could finish his words, the man flew out with blood and smashed into the pile of disciples.
"Since it's not, then don't talk nonsense with Ben Shuai!" Yuan Tiangang stood in Mu Ziwei's original position, slowly withdrew his palm, and glanced at the disciples, "Go and call a quick sword to come out and meet Ben Shuai, otherwise, the blood will wash the Liuyun Sect." ”
"The sect must not be humiliated, those who insult will die, kill!"
Mencius drew his sword and shouted, and stabbed Yuan Tiangang's throat with a strong stride.
"Those who insult the sect, fight to the death, tie the Tiangang sword formation, kill!"
Chen Guiwan also shouted and followed.
"Kill!"
The rest of the people were even more simply, shouting to kill, skillfully forming a sword formation, and killing Yuan Tiangang.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, not to mention that these sects regard the sect as the only disciples, if it is said that the country and the sect are more important, they will not hesitate to choose the latter.
"Just children, dare to talk about the word Tiangang? Look for death! Yuan Tiangang's speed was extremely fast, turning into countless phantoms, and in a moment's time, the disciples' Tiangang sword array was shattered, the long sword was broken, and it was messily inserted into the ground, and everyone was lying on the ground and vomiting blood.
"Hmph." He shook his hand with disdain, and was behind his waist, "A group of ants, if you don't keep you useful, none of them will survive, come here!" ”
Swish! Dozens of creeps jumped from the surrounding trees.
"Bring them back to the Tibetan Soldier Valley, keep them under strict guard, and don't let go of them, especially these two, don't slack off." Yuan Tiangang pointed to Meng Zijin and Chen Guiwan and said emphatically.
"Yes!"
These soldiers skillfully fed some special medicinal liquids to the disciples of the Liuyun Sect, and everyone fell into a coma and was easily carried away.
"One word fast sword, it's really a big face, it seems that if I want to see you, I have to go up the mountain in person!" Yuan Tiangang looked up at the top of the mountain, the malice in his eyes could not be concealed, and he moved step by step, heading towards the top of the mountain.
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In the conference hall, the blue water real sword suddenly buzzed, and the next moment it unsheathed itself and inserted it into the center of the hall.
"Sect Master, what is this?" Torture Hall Elder Du Buhui asked suspiciously.
Bishui Zhenren changed his previous amiable color, and the sword qi burst out in his body, he slowly stood up and said solemnly: "Sword heart warning!" There's a great guy coming! ”
"I can actually perceive this handsome, it's not bad, this trip to the Liuyun Sect is not in vain." Outside the door of the hall, Yuan Tiangang stood proudly and looked at Bishui Zhenren, "In the previous month, Ben Shuai walked the world and saw all the masters, but they were all famous, and there was no corresponding strength, which really disappointed Ben Shuai, only you, so much meaning." ”
"Don't be ashamed, Your Excellency is presumptuous!" Du Buhui and Chuan Gong Elder Wen Ruyu shouted at the same time, and were about to make a move, but Bishui Zhenren stopped the two of them before this.
"You're no match for him, and watch." After Bishui Zhenren finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, the long sword was in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Yuan Tiangang, "What about those disciples before?" ”
"What do you say?" Yuan Tiangang took a step back with his right foot, and hooked his hand compared to Bishui Zhenren, this posture was extremely provocative.
"Flash!" How can a real person endure it? The long sword turned into light, directly cutting the air, and even the sound of the sonic boom was extinguished, such a fast sword, but it stopped in front of Yuan Tiangang, and the blade was pinched by him.
"Sure enough, the sword is fast, even Ben Shuai can't see clearly."
"Don't be complacent, try the white horse again!" Bishui Zhenren's wrist twisted, his body was like a prancing horse, flashed past Yuan Tiangang, and then his face was full of incredulity, "How can this be?" ”
On his back, half of the blade of the sword passed through his chest, blood stained the brocade robe, and in his hand, the long sword that had accompanied him almost through his entire life broke at the waist.
"You are very good, Ben Shuai is very satisfied with your swordsmanship, such strength, it is difficult to meet an opponent in the Great Heaven, but it is not enough." As Yuan Tiangang spoke, he raided everyone in the meeting hall and easily captured them one after another.
Bishui Zhenren wanted to stop it, but when he was not injured, he was not Yuan Tiangang's opponent, not to mention that now, he was slapped away with a palm, he got up and asked angrily, "Why is Your Excellency like this?" I, Liuyun Sect, asked myself, have not done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, and I have never been involved in the troubled times of the world! Is it also sinful to seek peace with all your heart? ”
"Indisputable is sin!" Yuan Tiangang said coldly: "If you have earned enough fame, you want to retire to the sect?" How can there be such a good thing! What's more, your sword is so sharp, it's as handsome as it can be. ”
"You're coming at me?" Bishui Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then looked guilty, "It turned out that I hurt them." ”
"It doesn't have to hurt them, as long as you surrender to Ben Shuai, Ben Shuai can assure you that they will not be hurt in the slightest." Yuan Tiangang said and stepped on the futon, "Or, you'd rather burn the jade than save these people!" The words fell, and the futon was torn apart.
"No!" Bishui Zhenren finally lowered his head, "Lu Zheng is willing to serve Your Excellency." ”
"Hahaha, those who know the times are Junjie, you won't regret it." Yuan Tiangang strode out of the Liuyun Sect, "The Dragon Slaying Bureau, the handsome man has been arranged, the Tang Dynasty is still the Tang Dynasty, the bloodline of Taizong, no one can mess up!" ”