Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Rising Sun

The martial arts world gradually began to decline with the change of dynasties, in addition to the continuous dissipation of the aura of heaven and earth, the world has become barren, and more importantly, the masters of martial arts and the sects are too conformist.

But this kind of one-line method is precisely the easiest way to break the inheritance, people have birth, old age, sickness and death, all kinds of accidents often occur, how can it be so easy to really find a suitable apprentice, plus many people have the intention of teaching apprentices to starve to death of the master, some martial arts are always hidden, and they did not make amends before hanging up.

So many martial arts were brought into the coffin board by them with the unexpected death of the older generation and disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

In this way, the final result is that more and more martial arts are annihilated in the river of history, and what remains is just some big road goods from the previous era.

Yang Ming's party in this realm, whether it was to collect all the books and secret books in the Five Poisons Sect, or to go to Huashan, asked all the martial arts secrets of the Four Elephant Sect to take a look.

He can justifiably say that these actions are just protecting the wisdom left by his predecessors.

Anyway, these martial arts will continue to be annihilated in the long river of history with the passage of time, and you will bring them to the main world to make them wonderful again, compared to those ancestors who created these martial arts, you won't mind!

Yang Ming was so righteous and awe-inspiring that his actions were completely correct, and his actions to save these declining martial arts were even more glorious and lofty!

However, not just one person can see through the future, and not everyone has a big heart.

In Yang Ming's opinion, the best thing was extremely humiliating in front of Yue Chong!

"Arrogance!"

Yue Chong only felt that his anger was about to explode in his heart, and with a loud shout, the whole world seemed to explode like thunder, shaking people's ears with a roar.

The gray Confucian shirt was windless, the purple vapor was steaming, and the long sword was infused, the sword body was buzzing and trembling, and there was a faint sound of muffled thunder rolling echoing in the heavens and the earth.

Yue Chong, as one of the five masters of the Central Plains, his martial arts were already on par with the other four major factions ten years ago, and now after years of cultivation, the depth of his internal strength is even more direct to the Shaolin Temple Master Fang Yuan and Wudang Mudao people, and even compared with the world's first master Dugu Sheng, it is only a little worse.

In the original work, the Xuanyin Sect, which is also one of the five major sects in the Central Plains, issued an invitation to hold a martial arts conference on the grounds that Dugu Sheng was back in the rivers and lakes, intending to secretly annex the other four major factions with the strategy of alliance.

As a result, in the last battle in the ring, Yue Chong defeated Wang Chongyang, the head of the Xuanyin Sect, head-on with the Chaoyang Divine Skill that had been refined for many years, and picked the peaches that the Xuanyin Sect had been laying out for many years, becoming the biggest winner.

It can be seen that Yue Chong's martial arts are so high, and there are no more people than five fingers who can beat him in the rivers and lakes now!

The depth of its internal strength is rare in the world!

Yue Chong's Chaoyang Divine Skill had already been practiced to the state of Dacheng, and under the urging of all his strength, the whole person seemed to be shrouded in the purple qi of the rising sun, like a great sun rising from the clouds, sky and fog.

Unlike the white jade book sword that vaporizes the lotus and makes the lotus bloom in the space with ingenuity, Yue Chong's sword is the true intention of pursuing the glorious sun, and it is taking the road that oppresses people with great power.

This swordsmanship is combined with his superb internal cultivation, and in the entire world of rivers and lakes, there will never be more than three people who can take this sword head-on!

"Rebellious, give me death!"

Yue Chong shouted, and the purple sword in his hand turned into a streamer that tore through the air and fell from the sky, like a divine punishment from heaven to judge the sins of the world!

The dazzling streamer penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying power spread, and the pressure of the mad man was indeed more than a step stronger than Bai Yushu.

"Is this the strength of the master, so powerful!"

The disciples of the Four Elephant Sect around him saw the head of the sect for the first time make a full move, and suddenly cold sweat was dripping on their faces, and a palpitating texture involuntarily surged into their hearts.

"Okay! With Daddy's move, this guy who dares to hurt the senior brother will definitely be able to take it!"

Yue Ruyan clenched her little fists, her little face was excited, and her eyes were full of resentment and hope.

However, in the face of this terrifying sword, the expression on Yang Ming's face did not change much, and his face was indifferent.

"With the majestic momentum practiced by Chaoyang Divine Skill into the swordsmanship, the power is indeed powerful, but the opponent is about the same as your internal strength, if the gap is too big, this swordsmanship is just a joke......."

With a twist of his wrist, he didn't know when Yang Ming was already holding a steel knife with a shining blade in his hand, and the cold light shone in his eyes.

"I haven't practiced any advanced sword techniques, but as long as the skill is enough, it is enough to break the skill with strength!"

Yang Ming slashed through the air, and the cold sword light tore through the air, crashing straight into the purple thunder long sword.

The swords intersected, and when the sound of gold and iron resonated trembled, echoing between the cliffs and valleys, like bursts of thunder, the trembling sound lasted for a long time!

Bang bang bang!

The earth beneath his feet collapsed under an invisible force, and the cobweb-like cracks spread, and the broken stones were catapulted into the air, swinging outward with the visible waves of air, and suddenly shooting out like bullets!

A monstrous storm rolled up throughout the square, and huge amounts of smoke and dust swept away along with the burst of rubble.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Bai Yushu was in a hurry and directly picked up Yue Ruyan, who was stunned on the side, and quickly retreated.

The surrounding disciples also retreated one after another, and some of them were slower to be hit by the qi wave that was like substance, and they were actually knocked into the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground heavily.

"Daddy!"

After being held by Bai Yushu and retreating for a long distance, Yue Ruyan reacted and shouted in horror, but he couldn't see anything clearly between the hazy smoke and dust.

Bai Yushu's face was also pale, and the forced operation of the internal force just now made him injured, and he no longer had the energy to comfort the little junior sister beside him.

Looking at the half-shattered square, Bai Yushu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but such a thought involuntarily flashed in his mind:

"Could it be that person has already cultivated into an immortal, and he can't rejuvenate himself? Otherwise, why do I feel that his skill is still above the master!"