Chapter 150: Winning or Losing the Rivers and Lakes
The boundless spread of the night seems to be about to open to the earth, but everything is always mutually reinforcing, so it will eventually have a moment of destruction.
A lot of things happened in the rivers and lakes that night, but everything was so quiet, and those hopes have slowly become a reality.
Those little brothers in Blue City did not live up to his expectations, and overnight they delivered the medicine to the hands of the Six Great Sects, and the people of the Six Great Sects still took this nameless pill that fell from the sky in disbelief, after all, they had reached the precipice of life and death.
After a night of pranayama, the people of the six major sects quickly recovered, after all, they were all martial arts practitioners.
Looking at the rising sun, Shaolin Temple finally drove away the haze, ushered in a burst of laughter, everyone greeted each other, gestured, life is always an incomparably beautiful thing.
Looking at the rising sun, Master Huaiyin finally smiled, it turned out that the sunset can also bloom at the moment when the rising sun comes, and it is indeed a lucky day, because all the martial arts people have survived intact.
The other five masters slowly walked to the side of Master Huaiyin, their eyes were also full of joy, and the emotional changes brought by life and death were quite big.
Wudang Daoist asked, "Does the abbot know who the hero was who applied the medicine last night?"
Master Huaiyin shook his head and said, "I don't know, since the other party doesn't want us to know, why should we care so much? β
The rest of the heads also stepped forward, looked into the distance and said gratefully: "We are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and we all thought that we could dominate one side and shock the martial arts, but in the end, I found that life is very fragile for everyone, and no matter how high the martial arts are, it is sometimes in vain." β
At this time, a little monk rushed in in a hurry, it was the little monk who reported the crime of the Border Demon Sect yesterday, the little monk had a low face and an unsteady breath, as if he was very frightened.
Master Huaiyin walked up, and several other elders also followed, and the little monk said anxiously: "The abbot is not good, Wen Shaoxia and Duan Shaoxia are almost unable to hold on, the elders of the Border Demon Sect used wheel battles to deal with the two, and after fighting for a day, the Night Demon Sect did not suffer any casualties, but the two young heroes were exhausted and almost unable to stand on their feet. β
As soon as I heard that the 100,000 people under the mountain were in a hurry, how could this group of martial arts people hold on?
The three heads of Dongyue, Xiling, and Nanyang immediately stood up, gathered the disciples behind them and said: "Although we have fallen for the tricks of the Demon Sect, the two young heroes Wen and Duan are working hard for us at the bottom of the mountain. β
At this time, the disciples of the three factions also stood up with emotion, and they couldn't hesitate when it came to the life and death of the heroes, and the heads of the three factions immediately led their disciples to rush down the mountain, and the disciples of Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei were all dispatched and hurried to the foot of Shaolin Mountain.
Now that the Central Plains and the Border Demon Sect have won or lost, this is no longer the most important thing, the important thing is whether Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong can survive.
The wind blowing from the mountain stream in the early morning was a little cool, and the warriors of the Border Demon Sect stood there motionless like statues, the Great Elder was smiling, and the other seven elders were also smiling, this was the joy of victory, although they did not win, but at least at this moment it seemed that they had won.
Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong stood in place, their feet began to tremble, their bodies began to tremble, and the sword in their hands began to tremble, their chaotic and rapid breath, their pale and tired faces, and their stubborn eyes, but they were really tired.
The Great Elder stepped forward and said, "Wen Yunfeng, do you regret it?"
Wen Yunfeng shook his head, he wanted to express it in words, but he no longer had the strength to speak.
The Great Elder looked at Duan Yunhong and said, "City Lord Duan, do you regret it?"
Duan Yunhong tightened the knife in his hand, he didn't want to answer the other party's words, this action was telling the other party that as long as he was alive, he would always be a threat.
Looking at the two stubborn young men in front of him, the Great Elder laughed, and several other elders also laughed, even the warriors with dead faces laughed. This scene is indeed funny, but they are not laughing at Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong, but laughing at this river and lake, this inhuman river and lake.
Suddenly, the Great Elder put away his smile, looked at Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong and said coldly: "I spent a night to kill your stubbornness, but in the end I still failed to do it, maybe such a stubborn person should not have the right to live in this world, I will not show mercy to my subordinates anymore, after all, I am not here to talk to you about morality." β
With that, the Great Elder waved his hand, and the group of Demon Sect warriors behind him who had been accumulating their strength for a long time rushed up in a swarm to surround Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong.
Looking at those wolf-hunting eyes and cold and ruthless broadswords, Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong did not have the slightest fear, although they could no longer get the knives and swords in their hands, they did not compromise, how could they annihilate their faith before they died after being stubborn all their lives?
Death can bring fear to everyone, but there is always something that can overcome fear, and such things are not found in everyone.
The Demon Cult warriors didn't hesitate, they had waited long enough for this moment. All the big knives smashed towards Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong, they no longer had the ability to resist, maybe there was only a dead end in front of them.
At this time, Ye Rancher was looking around, what did he seem to be looking for?
There were originally two people standing on this mountain, Ye Redemption Evil and End Nameless, and at this time, Ye Redemption Evil was still there, but End Nameless was nowhere to be found, Ye Redemption Evil looked around, and he should be looking for the end nameless figure.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, Ye Rancher quickly moved his eyes, and the dust and loud noise echoed in the valley, but he didn't know what was happening?
Even the martial arts people who were still halfway up the mountain stopped, such a loud noise and such turmoil were rare in their lives.
After a moment's pause, the Six Great Sects didn't care to guess what was going on, and continued to rush towards the foot of the mountain.
The loud noise slowly disappeared into the mountain stream, the dust slowly subsided, and the vision became clearer.
The eyes of the eight elders of the Border Torture Demon Sect were full of surprise, doubt, and incomprehension, and Ye Fu rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong didn't die, they were still standing there, but the group of Demon Sect warriors who were besieging them just now lay on the ground.
The Demon Sect warriors lying on the ground covered their ears and rolled around on the ground, and their mouths were still painful, they were not dead, but they seemed to be more uncomfortable than dead.
This is one more person here, a person who should not have appeared here and who was expected by everyone, his appearance is different every time, but every time he appears, it is always at the most critical and important moment, he has no name and is not a hero, if you must give him a title, he can be honored as a god!
Looking at the nameless man who disappeared in an instant and appeared at the foot of the mountain in the distance, Ye Ransom muttered to himself, "Is he a human or a ghost?"
Standing quietly in front of Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong, he rarely smiled, at least in front of people, he rarely smiled, but at this moment, he smiled, this was the most undesirable occasion for him to laugh, but he smiled.
Finally, Nameless turned his head to look at Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong and said, "You have been able to hold on until now, and you should thank your opponents." β
The words of the end nameless were a bit unpredictable, but Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong did not refute it, because they knew the meaning.
Being a man should be like this, thank you when you should thank you, and hate when you should hate!
The Great Elder looked at the nameless and said, "You finally appeared. β
Finally, Nameless smiled and said, "I will definitely show up." β
The Great Elder smiled and said, "You didn't seem to smile at us a few years ago, and there was not the slightest hostility in this smile. β
Finally, Nameless took a few steps forward and said: "Actually, in terms of age, I should call the eight elders, although the eight are not upright but do things straightforwardly and casually, if you and I are not in the rivers and lakes, maybe we can become good friends." β
The Great Elder smiled and said, "Swordsman, maybe what you said is right, but since we are here, we must distinguish between winners and losers. β
Nameless smiled and said, "You'd better leave right away." β
The Great Elder shook his head and smiled and said, "You are too naΓ―ve, you let us give up a game of chess that is about to be won, you should know that this is in vain." β
Finally Nameless smiled and said, "Indeed, if that is the case, I will not give up, but now at least you haven't won yet, and you will soon lose, even lose your own life." β
The Great Elder looked around, then turned back and smiled at the seven elders behind him.
The Great Elder laughed and said, "Swordsman, you have changed, you have become more talkative than you were at the beginning. β
The Great Elder stepped forward and circled around Zhong Wuming, looked Zhong Wuming up and down, and said, "It took me five years to finally understand the original sword, if we had stayed for a while longer, maybe we would have occupied the Central Plains Martial Arts by then, do you still want to use the same method today?"
Finally, Nameless smiled and said: "My sword is not the best sword in the world, but my heart is the first heart in the world, if I want to win, I will definitely be able to come up with various methods, and this method is guaranteed to let you understand for another five years." β
The Great Elder smiled and said, "Swordsman, Swordsman, that blow has already cost you eight successes, maybe you are still extremely fast, but do you think you can really kill eight of us with one sword? You are really naΓ―ve, but your self-confidence can be called the best in the world." β
With that, the Great Elder continued to laugh, and in the midst of the other party's laughter, Nameless finally chose to remain silent.
It wasn't until the sound of dense footsteps came from the end of the winding path behind him that Nameless finally broke the silence and laughed.
Finally, Nameless walked up to the Great Elder and said: "Maybe you don't have the next five years, so I'll tell you where you lost now? You lost hard enough, not decisive enough, not decisive enough, originally you could stand in the main hall of Shaolin Temple at this time, but you are still standing here." β
The footsteps became denser and closer, and the Great Elder's heart began to panic, and the smile on Fang Cai's face suddenly disappeared.
The Great Elder shook the Nameless shoulder and said, "What the hell is going on? Why is there still the sound of footsteps?"
The final nameless smiled and didn't speak, too much speech at this time would only make the other party more uneasy, so it was better to let the other party wait quietly for this moment to come.