At dusk, the setting sun shines on this thousand-year-old temple built on the top of Songshan Mountain, reflecting the dazzling golden light.

Whew—

As the sun sets, several figures emerge from the shadows on the north side of the temple.

The leader is a young man in his twenties, wearing a white robe, holding a folding fan, with a handsome appearance, and a majestic bearing between his eyebrows.

This person is the leader of the Ming Sect, Zhang Wuji.

Behind him, there are two middle-aged people with elegant temperament and equally handsome and chic, the two are the bright messengers of Mingjiao, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, who are known as the 'two immortals'.

Those who came out were the rest of the Mingjiao masters, the white-eyed eagle king Yin Tianzheng, the blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao, and the Mingjiao Wusanren and others, all among them.

This time, the Mingjiao masters almost poured out.

And its purpose is to take advantage of the golden lion king, Xie Xun, who has been suppressed by the master of Shaolin Temple for many years, to take advantage of the golden opportunity of the imperial army to attack Shaolin Temple.

Zhang Wuji looked solemn at this time, glanced at the direction of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and said in a deep voice:

"The imperial army has gone up the mountain, and now all the masters in the Shaolin Temple are gathered at the mountain gate, confronting the people of Xichang, and you will directly do it to the Shaolin monks later, confusing their sight, Yang Zuo and Fan Zuo and Fan Zuo and this seat went to the back mountain to rescue the lion king."

"Yes!"

Everyone saluted solemnly and did not raise any objections.

They originally heard that the imperial court had sent a large army to blockade the Shaolin Temple, and they felt that this was a good opportunity to rescue Xie Xun, so they would send so many masters to come.

This time, no matter what, they have to rescue the Lion King, so that three of the four great Dharma Kings of their Mingjiao will return to the throne, and if they find the Purple Shirt Dragon King in the future, Mingjiao can recover its strength at its peak!

Zhang Wuji turned his head to look at the sky, and saw that most of the sunset had set, and the twilight had begun to cover the top of his head, so he waved his hand and shouted:

"Do it!"

Boom~

Without saying a word, everyone quickly set off and climbed over the steep wall into the Shaolin Temple.

At this time, it was the time for dinner in the Shaolin Temple, coupled with the encirclement and suppression of the imperial army, the temple was full of rumors, and there were monks walking around, and soon someone discovered the abnormality.

"Who...... Yes! ”

"An enemy has broken in, notify the abbot!"

"Kill—"

"Jingle ......"

The scene was instantly turbulent, and all kinds of screams and shouts were endless.

Under the leadership of Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao, the masters of the Five Elements Banner of the Ming Sect broke into the Shaolin Temple and killed people when they saw them, and the blood soon stained the temple red.

And Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao had a clear goal and went straight to the mountain behind Shaolin Temple.

They had also gone to the Shaolin Temple many times before to rescue Xie Xun, where Xie Xun was imprisoned, they had already figured it out, and the Shaolin Temple didn't know if it was because of confidence or for any reason, and they had never changed the place of detention, so every time they came, the people of Mingjiao could accurately find the location.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

In order to save time, the three of them directly performed light skills, undulating on the tops of the buildings in the Shaolin Temple, and hurried in a straight line, and soon arrived at the back mountain of Shaolin.

Looking from afar, I saw an ancient tower standing alone on this verdant field, the middle gate was wide open, and there was no guard at the door.

This is the retreat place of Master Sandu of Shaolin Temple, and it is also the place where Xie Xun is imprisoned.

If nothing else, Xie Xun was locked up in the ancient well at the bottom of the ancient tower at this time.

A hint of joy appeared in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and he hurriedly sped up and said, "Quick!" Enter the tower to find your father-in-law and retreat as soon as possible! ”

Yang Xiao Fan Yao didn't say much, and at the same time sped up his speed and swept towards the ancient tower.

Soon, the three of them fell in front of the ancient tower in turn, and without hesitation, they immediately stepped forward and were about to enter the ancient tower.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, as if he noticed something, his figure suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look at the path in the distance.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao also stopped and turned around, but the next moment, their faces changed slightly......

"Stomble—"

With the sound of crisp footsteps, several figures slowly appeared from the trail.

The leader is the Great Compassion Zen Master of Shaolin Temple, followed by the iron-faced monk Fang Zheng and Master Sandu.

"Master Zhang, it's really you!"

Master Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Wuji in front of the tower and said angrily:

"The golden lion king Xie Xun has done a lot of evil, my Shaolin Temple has been blessed with love from all martial arts colleagues, and imprisoned him in the Shaolin Temple to forgive his sins, but you have repeatedly gone up the mountain to try to save people, and injured countless disciples of my Shaolin, you are a gentleman in vain!"

Zhang Wuji's face was gloomy, ignoring him, his eyes focused on the figure next to the Great Compassion Zen Master, who was dressed in a silver-white python robe, and his appearance was so handsome that he gave birth to a trace of jealousy, and gritted his teeth and said: "Xichang factory, Yuhuatian!" ”

At this moment, Zhang Wuji's mind couldn't help but reappear in his mind the scene of being injured and forced away by Yuhuatian and Dongfang Undefeated in the Northwest Desert a month ago, and a trace of resentment and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for the rain and the field to make trouble, the treasure of the Great White Kingdom would definitely be in his bag.

And after he was injured last time, he recuperated for more than a month, and it was not until the last few days that he gradually recovered.

So this time when he heard that the imperial army was encircling and suppressing Shaolin Temple, he thought of taking this opportunity to put the rain and turn the field together, and took advantage of the battle between the imperial court and Shaolin Temple, and he took the opportunity to rescue Xie Xun.

Unexpectedly, instead of fighting, the court and the Shaolin Temple not only fought, but now they even came together to stop him.

Then it is clear that his plan has failed!

"Who is my Dao, who dares to use this seat as a knife, it turns out that this subordinate is a defeated general."

Yuhuatian's face was indifferent, he looked at Zhang Wuji, and said indifferently.

Although he also wanted to do something to the Shaolin Temple, he didn't want to be used as a knife by others, so after discovering the turmoil in the Shaolin Temple, he immediately thought of Mingjiao, so he persuaded the Shaolin monks to come to check the location where Xie Xun was held.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be really Zhang Wuji!

Zhang Wuji said hatefully: "If it wasn't for Dongfang's undefeated intervention last time, you are also my opponent?" ”

"You can try again!" Yuhuatian said coldly.

"Amitabha."

The Great Compassion Zen Master said a Buddha name, and said with a sigh: "Master Zhang, Lingzun Zhang Cuishan was once also a righteous and handsome man, an outstanding disciple of Wudang Zhang Zhenren, speaking of which, you are also half a disciple of Wudang, but why did you join the Ming Sect and become an abominable demon?" ”

"Shut up!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes were blood-red, and he roared angrily: "You are not qualified to mention my father, if it weren't for you righteous people who are sanctimonious, how could my parents have died tragically?" They were killed by you! ”

The Great Compassion Zen Master also understands the accident in front of the heroes of various factions when Zhang Cuishan and his wife killed themselves, and even Wudang Zhang Zhenren was attracted by that accident, and in the end, it was because of Zhang Zhenren's protection that Zhang Wuji was able to successfully get out.

Now that I think about it, that incident was indeed wrong for the righteous factions.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Wuji, who had a hateful face, a trace of guilt also flashed in the eyes of the Great Compassion Zen Master, but then he sighed and shook his head:

"No matter what, this golden lion king Xie Xun has done a lot of evil, I don't know how many innocent people died in his hands back then, and today's poor monks can't let you take him away no matter what."

"Phew!"

Zhang Wuji snorted disdainfully: "It's a nice thing to say, but in fact, I just want to know the whereabouts of the Dragon Slayer Knife from my father-in-law, do you really think I don't know?" What to pack! ”

Hearing this, the Great Compassion Zen Master's face sank slightly, and said: "If the donor is still obsessed, then stop blaming the poor monk for getting rid of the demon, you must know that Buddhism also has angry eyes!" ”

Zhang Wuji said coldly: "Since I am here, I have no intention of going back alive!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Huatian, his eyes were resentful, and he shouted: "Yu Huatian, do you dare to duel with me?" ”

"Don't dare."

Yu Huatian shook his head, and then said, "But if you want to find death, this seat can fulfill you." ”

"Whew-"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he galloped towards Yuhuatian without hesitation, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely intense.

In his opinion, his plans have failed several times because of this rain field.

Since the plan has failed today, it will be difficult for the father-in-law to save him, but he is not willing to go like this.

Before leaving, he must kill this court eagle dog who has repeatedly ruined his good deeds!

Tens of zhang distance, in an instant.

Zhang Wuji shot out angrily, and threw a punch towards Yuhuatian, and the terrifying fist wind of the Zhigang Yang made the void tremble slightly.

And Yuhuatian was not afraid, looking at the sweeping figure, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"This is a matter between this seat and him, and no one is allowed to interfere!"

After saying that, his figure flashed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and took the initiative to meet Zhang Wuji.

"Boom-"

The next moment, their fists were facing each other, and both of them took a few steps back slightly.

His strength is stronger!

A trace of horror flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and before he could come back to his senses, he suddenly felt his body shake, and then involuntarily rushed towards the location where Yuhuatian was.

Capture the dragon!

Zhang Wuji's face changed slightly, but the distance between the two was too close, and it was too late to resist by luck, so he could only take this opportunity to run the Jiuyang Divine Skill again, and once again punched towards Yuhuatian.

"Chok—"

At this moment, a flash of silver light suddenly shone, with an incomparably sharp sword aura, stabbing at Zhang Wuji's fist.

Most of Yu Huatian's martial arts are basically above the way of the sword, and just now he slapped Zhang Wuji with a palm that was already considered to be the first to talk about martial arts and give him face, and now that the temptation is over, Yu Huatian will naturally not be stupid enough to have a sword without it.

"Heavenly Sword?!"

And Zhang Wuji looked at the sword qi flashing in front of him, and a palpitation suddenly rose in his heart, when he saw the Yitian Sword in Yuhuatian's hand, he immediately recognized this sword, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

At the beginning, when the major sects besieged Guangming Ding, he was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo with this sword, and now that they meet again, he naturally does not dare to be careless.

But at this moment, the offensive could not be contained, and it was too late to dodge, and in the light of light, he could only choose to change the offensive and change the Jiuyang Divine Skill to the Qiankun Great Shift, in an attempt to divert this terrible sword qi.

But in a hurry, the power was not enough after all, Zhang Wuji only slightly shifted the sword that stabbed him in the chest by a few inches, and then he felt a pain in his right shoulder, and blood splashed.

"Sneer......"

The Heavenly Sword directly pierced his right shoulder, breaking open a hideous wound.

"Poof, poof—"

Zhang Wuji's face turned pale, and he immediately clicked on the acupoint on his chest to stop the bleeding, then raised his head, looked at the silver-white python-robed figure opposite in shock and anger, and asked:

"Where did your Heavenly Sword come from?!"

Yu Huatian sneered and said: "Naturally, I got it from the extermination of the old nun, I heard that she also instigated Zhou Zhiruo to stab you with a sword back then, and now I killed her for you, shouldn't you thank this seat?" ”

"It's my business with her!" Zhang Wuji stared at Yuhuatian.

Relying on the advantages of the Heavenly Sword, it can already break his body protection qi, which makes him very jealous.

"Speaking of which, this seat is actually quite sympathetic to you, your parents died early, your life was bumpy, and your emotional road was not smooth, and it was not easy to become the leader of the Ming Sect, but you lost the person you love the most, it's sad and lamentable!"

Yu Huatian shook his head and sighed.

"Yuhuatian!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes were blood-red, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

What Yu Huatian said, every word, was all pain in his heart that he couldn't mention!

Yu Huatian didn't care about his eyes, and said lightly: "But don't worry, if there is a chance in the future, this seat will let Zhou Zhiruo also come down to accompany you, you can't be together when you are alive, and you will continue the front edge after you die." ”

"Ahh

Zhang Wuji couldn't hold back any longer, his true qi exploded, flashed like lightning, and killed towards Yuhuatian.

Yu Huatian looked up, his face was still smiling, but his eyes were indifferent.

Looking at Zhang Wuji, who was completely in a frenzy, he lifted the Heavenly Sword and took the initiative to meet it.

"Boom—"

The next moment, a terrifying and terrible vibration sounded in the field, and the sound was like thunder.

With the two of them as the center, the surrounding grass and trees were uprooted and dusty, and the figures of the two people could not be seen clearly.

The monks of Shaolin Temple and Yang Xiao and Fan Yao were all shocked.

Even the Great Compassion Zen Master's eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and he muttered to himself:

"It is worthy of being the most outstanding young hero in the rivers and lakes, only at the level of the grandmaster, but the background is not weaker than the great grandmaster, if they are allowed to break through, they are only afraid of the rivers and lakes, and they will have the final say in the future......"

Thinking of this, the Great Compassion Zen Master stared at the two figures in the field tightly, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, whether it was Yuhuatian or Zhang Wuji, they didn't bother to pay attention to the eyes of outsiders, and both of them were really angry at the moment and fell into a crazy fight.

I have to say that as the son of luck of an era, Zhang Wuji's strength is still very strong, Jiuyang Divine Skill and Qiankun Great Shift have been practiced by him to the consummation level, and in terms of strength alone, he can even be comparable to some ordinary great masters.

But unfortunately, he met Yuhuatian.

Compared to the last time when he was in the desert, although Yuhuatian was still at the peak of the grandmaster at this moment, his strength was no longer what it used to be.

The super strong sword, coupled with the sharpness of the Yitian Sword, gained the upper hand in just a few dozen moves, Zhang Wuji was directly beaten to the point that he couldn't raise his head, and he didn't even have a chance to counterattack, so he could only rely on the great movement of Qiankun to keep defending and divert Yuhuatian's attack.

"Whew-"

Finally, when he was approaching the hundred moves, Yuhuatian seized the opportunity to break Zhang Wuji's body protection qi again, and the Heavenly Sword slashed from Zhang Wuji's left ribs, and then to his right chest, pulling out a long gap, although it was not deep, but he also saw blood, and at the same time, the sword qi continued to erode his wounds.

Zhang Wuji was in pain, snorted, and hurriedly retreated, wanting to use his skills to heal his injuries and clear his sword qi.

But how could Yu Huatian let go of this good opportunity to beat the water dog, seeing Zhang Wuji retreating, he immediately stepped forward, and the fourteenth sword was instantly unleashed.

"Boom-"

In an instant, everything recovered, full of vitality, and a sword full of psychedelic power stabbed out, and Zhang Wuji's eyes subconsciously revealed a trace of distraction.

But it was this loss of consciousness that directly killed him......

When he reacted, the sword qi realm had already enveloped him, and the fierce sword qi slashed through his body, instantly breaking his body protection qi and bringing out dense sword wounds on his body.

Soon he would become a blood man.

Before there was time for any other reaction, a flash of silver light pierced the sky, rushed out from the sword qi realm, and went straight into Zhang Wuji's chest.

"Whew-"

As soon as the sword fell, all movement came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and stared blankly at the long sword piercing into his chest, his face blank.

Rumble~

In the next second, the sword qi suddenly erupted, directly cutting off all his vitality.

Zhang Wuji's body trembled, he struggled to raise his head, staring at the handsome figure in front of him, and all kinds of expressions of unwillingness, anger, and regret flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he couldn't say anything, and his body slowly fell back.

"Bang ......"

There was a muffled sound.

As Zhang Wuji's body fell to the ground, there was a dead silence in the field.

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(End of chapter)