"Hmph, the leader of the Demon Sect dares to go wild!" Shaolin emptiness was the first to react, and rose directly into the sky, and a claw shadow struck directly on Zhang Wuji's chest.

What he thought was very simple, since this young man who claimed to be the leader of the Demon Sect was so big, then he would capture him, even if he couldn't catch him, as long as he was injured, the so-called successor of the sect leader who was so powerful just now in the Ming Sect would become a joke.

"Dragon gripper!" Zhang Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly.

At the same time as the great movement of Qiankun was running, a yang finger was also displayed, a yang finger and a dragon grip were both extremely strong and powerful attack methods, and the two of them fought fast in the air, strong against strong, and quickly bombarded more than 30 moves.

The thirty-seventh move Zhang Wuji pointed at the palm of the empty hand, and directly abolished his dragon claw hand.

"Senior brother!" Seeing this scene, Master Kongwen's face changed greatly, and his figure flickered and hurriedly caught the emptiness that fell from the sky.

And with him got up were He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Kunlun faction.

Before the two of them arrived, the sword light in the sky had already splashed towards Zhang Wuji.

"It's a good time!" Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, and he unsheathed his sword with a snort.

He prefers sword fighting to fist and foot kung fu.

"Senior brother, this person's kung fu is weird, the moves I hit him are useless for some reason, and sometimes they even fight back against me, cough cough, junior brother has lost the prestige of the Shaolin dragon claw hand. ”

Coughing up blood in an empty mouth and opening it intermittently.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was taken aback.

Especially the people of the Wudang faction, they really didn't expect that in just a few days, Wuji's martial arts would be so high.

More than thirty strokes of seriously injured and soaked in the emptiness of the dragon beckoning for more than thirty years, which even Song Yuanqiao could not do.

Another surprised person was naturally the exterminator next to him.

"Zeng Ah Niu!"

"He's still alive, and he's the leader of the Ming Sect!"

"Master, look at that, that's not Senior Sister Zhiruo. Jing Xuan, who was next to the exterminator, pointed behind Zhang Wuji in disbelief and spoke.

Exterminator Tai looked at the Demon Sect army behind Zhang Wuji, and his face changed instantly, it was not Zhou Zhiruo who else could be among the demons.

She also thought that Zhou Zhiruo was arrested.

For a while, new hatred and old hatred came to his heart, and the exterminator didn't care about the others, and the sword in his hand came out of the sheath with a sonorous sound, and pounced on Zhang Wuji

"Zeng Aniu, you take your life!"

"Exterminate the old nun, if you want to find my family leader, pass me first!" The first to follow was Wei Yixiao, who was alone in the world.

Naturally, he couldn't watch Zhang Wuji being besieged by the six major sects, and directly stopped the extermination master.

Immediately following Wei Yixiao, the rest of the Ming Sect masters arrived almost at the same time.

However, these people did not fall around Zhang Wuji, but scattered around, and all of them stared at the scene coldly without saying a word.

In the seventy-eighth move, the long sword in Zhang Wuji's hand shook suddenly, directly breaking the long sword in the hands of He Taichong and Ban Shuxian, and kicking them into serious injuries.

He didn't chase either, and landed steadily in the middle of the field and said with a smile: "The Bat King just returns to his position, and I'll deal with it here." ”

The Blue-winged Bat King smiled, and his figure had landed on a raised rock in the distance, looking at the field condescendingly.

It was only at this time that the masters of the six major sects found that they and others had fallen into the encirclement of the Ming Sect, and every acquired master was faintly locked by a qi machine.

Thirty moves to break the emptiness dragon grasp, and seventy-eight moves to break the sword in the hands of the Kunlun double sword.

As soon as this Demon Sect Sect Leader made a move, he shocked all the masters of the Six Great Sects, and even the Exterminator who hated the Demon Sect to the bone did not dare to make a rash move.

"Ladies and gentlemen, under Zhang Wuji, the elders and brothers of the Ming Sect will not give up, and they are now the leaders of the Ming Sect. ”

"I didn't really come here to meet you swordsmen this time, life and death are facing each other, I'm here to make peace. ”

As soon as Zhang Wuji waved his hand as he spoke, Cheng Kun was pressed up behind him.

"Yuanzhen Master Nephew!"

Master Shaolin's face changed suddenly, and he said with a calm face: "Sect Master Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Wuji glanced at him and didn't pay attention, but he still remembered that he followed Zhang Sanfeng to Shaolin Temple to ask for the cold reception he encountered in Shaolin Jiuyang Gong.

"This person is the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Cheng Kun ......!"

"I don't need to say anything more about his name, everyone should have heard of it!"

Before Zhang Wuji finished speaking, the emptiness of the dragon claw hand that had just been abolished by him next to him said angrily: "This is obviously my nephew Yuanzhen, how can it be what Cheng Kun, the demon sect madman Hugh wants to spew blood!"

"Miss Zhou!" Zhang Wuji turned around.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed, knowing that she couldn't hide from it today no matter what.

She took a deep breath and walked to Zhang Wuji's side and said, "Master of emptiness, this villain is indeed Cheng Kun, this is the disciple and this Zhang ...... Childe, and the predecessors of the Mingjiao sect heard it with their own ears. ”

Zhou Zhiruo stood up, starting from meeting Zhang Wuji by chance, and told everything she had experienced.

Naturally, it also includes all the things that Cheng Kun said when he pretended to be forced on the top of the light.

On Saturday, the disciples of the Great Gate Sect immediately became commotionous when they heard this.

The siege of Guangming Ding by the six major sects turned out to be a trap set by this person?

In order to help the imperial court exterminate the forces of the rivers and lakes?

This is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for many people in the rivers and lakes, after all, many people present have a deep blood feud with the Tartars, and this kind of thing is completely unacceptable to them.

"Zhiruo, did you really hear this with your own ears?"

"Don't be afraid, if the demon sect demon forces you, the master will definitely seek justice for you!" said the exterminator with an ugly face.

"Master Qiqi, it is indeed the disciple's own ears!" Zhou Zhiruo was determined.

How could she not know the blood feud between the Emei Sect and the Ming Sect, and she knew even more that the killing of the Demon Sect had become an obsession of the master.

But facts are facts, and she can't lie with her conscience.

In particular, this also involved the Mongol Tartar court.

"It's nonsense. ”

"Master Yuanzhen, nephew, if you say something, are you being blamed by these demons? Emptiness's face was distorted, almost screaming.

He couldn't imagine how much damage it would have to Shaolin's prestige if Yuan Zhen was characterized as the demon who destroyed the martial arts.

Cheng Kun finally opened his eyes when he heard this, he sighed, looked up at Guangmingding, and said in a lonely tone: "Yangdingtian, the old man has fought with your Mingjiao all his life, and I lost after all." ”

"Yuanzhen, don't prevaricate, tell everything you know. Master Kongwen shouted in a deep voice.

"Uncle Shi, what else is there to say, now the Ming Sect is powerful, people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat, this drama of the six major sects besieging Guangmingding has failed, what does it matter if you say it or not. ”

Cheng Kun laughed when he said this: "It's a pity, it's a pity, there are countless heroes in the entire rivers and lakes, and they are not even as good as a twenty-year-old boy." ”

After he finished speaking, his body shook suddenly, and he actually rushed away from the acupoints on his body, and without waiting for the Mingjiao disciple who was guarding next to him to react, he hit his head on the stone next to him, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This old thief, it's cheaper for him to die like this!"

Zhang Wuji scolded secretly in his heart.

Although he was slightly surprised that this old man could break through the acupoint, the effect he wanted had actually been achieved, and to be honest, he didn't care about Cheng Kun's life or death anymore.

By now, the so-called siege of Guangming Ding by the so-called six major sects has long become a joke.

They have lost their courage and their confidence is not there, so what will they fight with the strong soldiers and horses and the momentum of the Mingjiao?