"Smack!"

Lu Sheng's clothes burst open.

His hair, eyebrows, eyes, and entire body turned golden.

An angry-eyed vajra statue appeared behind him.

In the duel between the six-armed King Kong and the angry eye King Kong, everyone's eyes were focused on the Dharma Appearance of the two.

The Master of Emptiness has been famous for a long time, and the Seven Great Sects subconsciously believe that the Master of Emptiness will win.

On Mingjiao's side, Zhang Yan's palms were already sweating.

Although she hoped that Lu Sheng would win, she knew very well that Lu Sheng had not grown up for a long time.

Although she hoped that Lu Sheng would win, the belief in her heart was also shaken at the sight of the six-armed Vajra of the Master of Emptiness.

The faces of the high-ranking members of the Ming Sect also became difficult to look at.

If Lu Sheng loses, and their injuries are not healed now, then the people who greet the Ming Sect will be wiped out.

Even if they feel that the chance of victory is slim, they can only pin their hopes on Lu Sheng.

The battle between Lu Sheng and the Master of Emptiness touched everyone's hearts.

"Hmph, King Kong who has fallen into the devil's path should not exist in the world!"

With a wave of the Demon Descending Pestle in the hand of the Master of Emptiness, the six-armed King Kong behind him shot out a magic seal.

Lu Sheng clenched his fists, and his face under the mask was full of determination.

"Whether it's a demon or not, you don't count! Lao Tzu's fist has the final say! ”

He shouted, slamming his fist into the air.

The fist of the angry King Kong wrapped in golden light smashed into the magic seal of the six-armed King Kong.

The two collided in the air, and the shock wave created a violent wind on the top of the light.

In the face of such a strong wind, the cultivation was directly blown to the ground, and he couldn't even stabilize his body.

Even if he is a good player in the rivers and lakes with high cultivation, he needs to rely on his own true qi to resist.

"Arrogance! The devil dares to talk about the Buddha! ”

The Master of Emptiness glared angrily, and waved the demon pestle in his hand.

Lu Sheng opened his palm, and the peacock flew into his hand, and the angry King Kong minister behind him also had an extra golden giant sword in his hand.

"On your mother, Lao Tzu wants to destroy the Buddha!"

With a sound of national quintessence, Lu Sheng held the peacock in his hand and swung out a fierce sword qi.

Behind him, the angry vajra law phase also slashed out a huge sword qi that seemed to cross the sky.

People and people, law and law, the two confrontation at the same time.

Every collision tugs at the heartstrings of onlookers.

"To be old and not die is to be a thief!"

Lu Sheng scolded again, and his body flew directly towards the Master of Emptiness.

Since he can't take down the six-armed King Kong in a short time, let it go and just dry it up.

As long as emptiness dies, the six-armed vajra will naturally not be able to maintain it.

"Arrogance!"

Emptiness looked at Lu Sheng who rushed towards him, and the demon pestle in his hand smashed down.

"Bell!"

The demon pestle smashed into Lu Sheng's brain, but there was no imaginary scene of brain cracking, but a sharp and long sound of gold and iron fighting.

"Old bald donkey, Lao Tzu will send you to the West Heaven to see the Buddha!"

The peacock spirit appeared in Lu Sheng's hands at some point.

A sword light flickered in front of everyone's eyes.

The head of the Master of Emptiness fell from the air to the ground.

And the six-armed Vajra behind the Master of Emptiness also began to crack.

In this battle, the winner has been decided!

With the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, Lu Sheng finally won the emptiness.

As the corpse of emptiness fell heavily to the ground, the warrior monks of Shaolin cried and shouted to bring the corpse of emptiness back.

Lu Sheng and the angry-eyed King Kong behind him held out the sword flower with a long sword, he looked at the people of the seven major factions in front of him, and asked:

"Who else!"

Just three words, but they reverberated and echoed in Guangming for a long time.

The morale of the Ming Sect reached its peak at this moment.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but jump up excitedly!

Yang Xiao slammed his fist into the air and shouted, "Okay! ”

Wei Yixiao and the others all had excited smiles on their faces.

Lu Sheng's great victory is a timely rain for the Mingjiao, which is already at the end of the strong crossbow!

The faces of the seven major factions became ugly.

Shaolin has been defeated, and there is only one Wudang left, can it be the opponent of the new leader of the Ming Sect?

Lu Sheng is very clear.

The remaining spiritual pillar of the seven major factions is the Wudang faction.

As long as they defeat Wudang again, the remaining Jianghu sects will be self-defeating.

"Wudang, it's your turn, who will fight!"

Lu Shengjian pointed at the Wudang faction and asked.

Song Yuanqiao's face sank.

Wudang's trip was originally a formality, and now it is impossible for Wudang to come forward and fight to the death with Mingjiao.

What's more, Shaolin's masters of emptiness have all been defeated.

Song Yuanqiao asked himself, he couldn't even beat the master of emptiness, let alone the new sect leader of the sect.

Wudang is not suitable for war.

It's just that the new leader of the Ming Sect has named Wudang, and he can't think of a countermeasure for the time being, so he can only stalemate here for a while.

Just as he was thinking about how to avoid the battle, Song Qingshu behind him was a little under his feet and rushed forward:

"Adversary, I'll fight you!"

Lu Sheng couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the young man behind Song Yuanqiao come out: "If I kill you, I wonder if your father Song Daxia will avenge you?" ”

"I'm me, my dad is my daddy! Whether you can kill me or not depends on your ability! ”

Song Qingshu waved the long sword in his hand, and his eyes were sharp.

Song Yuanqiao was panicked at this time.

He's just this one son, he can't die here!

"Qingshu, don't mess around, come back quickly!"

Song Yuanqiao shouted, trying to get Song Qingshu to step back.

It's just that Song Qingshu can't stop him if he wants to be in the limelight, he looked at Lu Sheng with a firm gaze, and shouted:

"No one can stop me from subduing the demon today!"

The reason why he had the courage to rush forward was not without consideration.

The Void Master's Demon Slaying Pestle was so easy to bear with all its might, and he concluded that the new leader of the Ming Sect in front of him had been injured.

And all he has to do is take advantage of the danger!

If he can win, then everyone will be happy, and he will be famous in the rivers and lakes in the future.

If he can't win, he doesn't worry.

His father, Song Yuanqiao, was behind him, and he would definitely come to his rescue.

And he just needs to put on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance to make a move.

Lu Sheng didn't know Song Qingshu's thoughts, he just felt that Song Qingshu was more impulsive.

"You're too weak, I don't have the slightest interest in you."

He looked at Song Qingshu disdainfully and said.

Today's Song Qingshu can be said to be an ant, and he doesn't even have the idea of lifting his foot to step on it.

"You!" Song Qingshu was red-eared, he never thought that he would be so underestimated, "Arrogance! ”

Angry that he didn't know what to say, he raised his sword and stabbed at Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng didn't even need to use martial arts, just with a wave of his hand, a wave of qi swept Song Qingshu away.

Song Qingshu sat on the ground and looked at Lu Sheng with an unwilling face.

His heart was full of hatred, but his strength did not allow it!

Song Yuanqiao gave a look, and several Wudang disciples ran out behind him to carry Song Qingshu back.

He knew that the time had come for him to be the best.

Fang Cai Ming taught the new leader to leave his son alive, and this life needed to be returned by him, the father.

Just as he was about to step forward, Zhang Wuji behind him spoke up.

"Uncle Master, let Wuji go."

Zhang Wuji's voice couldn't hear joy or anger.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Wuji in surprise, he remembered that Zhang Wuji had learned the Tai Chi of his master Zhang Zhenren.

Maybe...... There's a real chance!

Zhang Wuji walked forward step by step, and when he came to Lu Sheng, he arched his hand and said:

"Wudang, Zhang Wuji."

(End of chapter)