In Chongyang Palace, there is chaos!

Wang Yue fought fiercely with the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and whether the Quanzhen Sect could survive today depends on this battle.

After the Heroes Conference, Jin Lun suffered a lot of injuries, so that now, at most, he is in the same state as when he fought with Hong Qigong that day.

And Wang Yue is different.

After breaking through the bottleneck, one move is smoother, and the power is unmatched. Wang Yue will bring out the most powerful martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture martial arts he has learned, and it is really howling and fierce.

The Nine Yin Divine Grasp and the Great Demon Fist Method, combined with the use of innate true qi, greatly increased the power.

The five wheels of the Golden Wheel Dharma King are exerted to the extreme, the five wheels of gold, silver, copper, iron and lead are fierce and fast, like an arm command, constantly giving Wang Yue pressure, and always seizing the opportunity to hit Wang Yue's seemingly undefended position.

That's the benefit of the blade. The Golden Wheel Dharma King undoubtedly relied on five wheels, and under Wang Yue's crazy attack, he was able to resist the attacks of layers relatively steadily.

If you want to defeat the Golden Wheel quickly, these wheels must be destroyed, and if they drag on, the situation for them is not good.

So, Wang Yue's heart flashed, and he sold a flaw as if nothing happened.

The golden wheel captured, the three wheels came from three sides, the golden wheel carried a round in each hand, and deceived the body, Wang Yue had a slight change in action, and the golden wheel could give a fatal blow.

"Humph!"

Wang Yue snorted coldly in his heart, flicked his fingers, blocked a lead wheel, stretched out his hand to attach his true qi, and at the moment before the other two wheels cut, he restrained one wheel and hit the incoming wheel.

Whew――

The wheels with the internal force of True Qi collided with each other, and despite the extraordinary material, they both shattered. Breaking the two wheels in an instant, the golden wheel was in his heart, and the two wheels in his hand were attached with strong strength, and they both cut over.

Unexpectedly, the sooner Wang took precautions, he rolled back and forth on the ground with a snake trick, and the wheels on all three sides dodged, and the true qi in his hand flicked, and it was another flick of his fingers, hitting the left wrist of the unexpected Golden Wheel. Jin Lun suddenly felt that his left hand was numb, and he couldn't use his strength for a while, but the acupoint was sealed by Wang Yue, and he couldn't use his strength for the time being, and the five rounds of rotation were broken like this.

As soon as he entered, Wang Yue grabbed the Nine Yin God with both hands, and whirred the debut Dao quickly grabbed the shadow, with a domineering momentum, the golden wheel blade was broken, and his left hand was weak, this sudden change surprised him, and he was a little confused, but he hurriedly retreated, but how could Wang Yue give him a chance to escape, he was already close to him, and a Nine Yin God grabbed and attacked the door!

The golden wheel was shocked and angry, and the acupoint of his left hand had not yet rushed away, so he could only fight with his right hand to block.

Brush pulling――

Wang Yue grabbed his hand down, and suddenly five bloody traces were left on Jinlun's arm, and the wound was very deep, which was equivalent to abolishing one of his arms. However, the golden wheel only blocked Wang Yue's grasp, and the other grasp was straight on his chest, shaking it away and knocking it down on a big pillar. On the chest, five blood-red scratches were clearly visible.

Ahem!

King Jinlun struggled to get up and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but he was inexplicably shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Wang Yue's martial arts to enter the realm so quickly, and now he was not his opponent with all his strength.

"Golden Wheel, you've lost!"

Wang Yue flashed behind him in an instant, holding a wheel in his hand against the neck of the golden wheel. Jinlun's pupils shrank, and he didn't dare to move.

"Stop! The golden wheel is already in my hands, I don't want him to die, stop it quickly on the Mongolian side!"

Wang Yue shouted loudly, resounding throughout Chongyang Palace. Suddenly, the rest of the people who were fighting slowly stopped and turned their eyes to Wang Yue.

The Quanzhen sect is on the side, but it is surprised and delighted. Marvel at Wang Yue's martial arts, which can even be restrained by the golden wheel. And if the golden wheel is controlled, it can force the Mongols to retreat and no longer attack the Quanzhen Sect.

The Mongols, however, were shocked. Their Golden Wheel National Master actually lost to a young Taoist priest in his twenties, and now he even has his life in the hands of others.

"Golden Wheel, if you don't want to die, quickly let them withdraw their troops, and promise never to attack my Quanzhen Sect. Wang Yue opened his mouth to say the conditions. "Otherwise, you know the consequences!"

Regarding Wang Yue's threat, Jin Lun breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "Daoist, you don't dare to hurt the lives of poor monks, otherwise your Quanzhen Sect will turn into smoke after today!"

"Haha!" Wang Yue laughed and said, "Jinlun, it seems that you don't know the situation." If the Mongol army dares to attack the Quanzhen Sect, then you must be the first to die!"

"I want to have the Mongolian national teacher to accompany the burial first, and my true disciple will not die in vain!"

In the end, Wang Yue's eyes froze, and a sharp murderous aura erupted, making Jinlun's body tremble, and at this moment, there was no doubt that Wang Yue dared to kill him!

The Mongolian Sanjie in the distance, as well as the rest of the Mongolian masters, were all cautiously observing the situation of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and did not dare to act rashly. Those traitors of the Quanzhen Sect were so frightened that their legs trembled, especially Zhao Zhijing, who was not at all the same as they thought.

On the contrary, the Quanzhen Sect grasped the greatest initiative and gradually gathered on Wang Yue's side, glaring angrily at each other.

"Jinlun, my proposal, what do you think about!" Wang Yue said in a deep voice, "The national teacher should think carefully about it!"

The threat contained in it is unaware of Jinlun. He is now a fish on Wang Yue's chopping board, looking like he is waiting to be slaughtered. If you want to live, you must agree to the other party's request.

After some deliberation, Jinlun still compromised.

Just because he didn't want to die like this. If you lose, you can win it back. But life is gone, and everything is in vain.

"Okay, I agree to your request, withdraw the Mongol army, and will not attack the Quanzhen Sect in the future. Jin Lun's tone was full of helplessness and gloom.

At this time, there was already a Mongolian army rushing up the mountain outside, and the Mongolian warriors in the vanguard had already rushed into the Quanzhen Sect and came straight to Chongyang Palace.

"Give the order to retreat!"

Wang Yue pressed him, followed by the five sons of Quanzhen and the remaining three generations of disciples, and asked the Mongolian Sanjie and the Mongolian masters to leave the Chongyang Palace first, and Wang Yue followed closely behind.

Some of the Mongolian warriors who rushed into the Quanzhen Sect saw that King Jinlun was being pressed by Wang Yue, and they didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"The Mongol army obeys the order: the army retreats, and must not attack the Quanzhen Sect again!" shouted King Jinlun.

At the same time, he ordered the Mongol master to pass the order to go down and retreat quickly.

At this point, the Mongol army received an order not to come to the Quanzhen Sect and began to retreat slowly. When the people of the Quanzhen Sect saw this, they were all happy on their faces, and they survived a thrilling catastrophe.

"It's time to let me go. King Jinlun looked at the retreating Mongol army and said in a deep voice.

"It's okay! I think you're a Mongolian national teacher, and you won't be without credit, let's go!" Wang Yue released the golden wheel, and returned a few broken wheels to him.

"That's right, Zhao Zhijing, those true traitors, can't go with you!" Wang Yue reminded.

Jin Lun hesitated for a while, and he didn't care about Zhao Zhijing, these traitor Taoists, and there was still a resentment in his heart, if it weren't for you waste, how could the poor monk suffer today's humiliation, and angrily took the Mongolian Sanjie and the rest of the Mongolian masters down the mountain.

"National Teacher!National Teacher!You can't keep us!National Teacher!" Zhao Zhijing and the others felt bad when they heard Wang Yue's words, Jin Lun didn't really intend to give up on them. Sure enough, Jin Lun didn't look at them and walked away on his own. Zhao Zhijing and the others wanted to escape, but they were stopped by the Quanzhen disciples one after another, and it was already a situation of a turtle in an urn.

Wang Yue and the five sons of Quanzhen, as well as the rest of the Quanzhen disciples who surrounded them, looked at them with cold eyes, full of murderous aura. Frightened, Zhao Zhijing and several people knelt down and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Teach in charge! Senior uncles and uncles! Senior Brother Wang! spare your life! Zhao Zhijing doesn't dare anymore, let me live!"

"Yes, the master will spare his life! Uncles and uncles will spare their lives!"

In the face of these traitors' begging for mercy, Wang Yue looked at Qiu Chuji and the other Quanzhen Five Sons, but their faces were angry, and they turned around with a flick of their robes, and Qiu Chuji spoke: "Wang Yue, this time it was you who rescued the Quanzhen Sect, and you will dispose of a few of them." ”

The other disciples also had no objections, and they all looked at Wang Yue, looking like they were waiting for him to deal with the traitor.

As the most prestigious Taoism in the world, Quanzhen Dao pays the most attention to respecting teachers and respecting the Tao. The most hated is also a traitor who deceives his teacher and betrays his ancestors.

Zhao Zhijing and a few people can be said to be deceiving their teachers and betraying their ancestors, insidious and vicious, colluding with Mongolia, betraying the country to seek glory, this kind of person is heinous, even if they are killed on the spot, the rest of them have no objection.

Looking at the disgusting faces of Zhao Zhijing and the others, Wang Yue's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he gradually approached, without the slightest pity at all.

"Don't come here, spare your life!" Zhao Zhijing and the others watched Wang Yue pressing forward step by step, and they were so frightened that they couldn't stand steadily. Wang Yue's martial arts they have seen, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is not an opponent, at his disposal, he and others have absolutely no chance of survival!

Wang Yue had no intention of stopping. Seeing that he couldn't beg for mercy, Zhao Zhijing had a strong desire to live, his face was ruthless, he picked up a long sword from the disciple next to him, and stabbed at Wang Yue, his face was hideous and distorted.

"Look for death!"

Wang Yue sneered in his heart, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and a thin force hit the stabbing long sword, which immediately collapsed, Zhao Zhijing only felt that the tiger's mouth was cracked, his arm was numb, and before he could react next, Wang Yue came to him in an instant, and struck his heart lightly, only to feel a sharp pain in his heart, and then lost consciousness. The whole person then flew more than a foot away, and fell to the ground motionless.

Heartbreaking!

Wang Yue smashed Zhao Zhijing's heart to smash his heart with one move, ending his life.

The rest of the people rebelled against the disciples, and when they saw Zhao Zhijing's situation, they all went crazy, and the king of the dynasty who didn't know whether he was alive or dead attacked more and more.

Puff puff puff -

Wang Yue copied a long sword from the disciple next to him, flashed between several traitor disciples, and returned the long sword to that disciple, several traitor disciples suddenly constricted their pupils, opened their mouths wide, and undoubtedly opened a deep bloody mouth on their necks, with a look of unwillingness and resentment, they fell to the ground and died.

Traitor disciples, kill them all!

The five sons of Quan Zhen turned to look at their corpses, their expressions were inexplicable, and finally turned into a long sigh. Most of the rest of the disciples had complicated expressions.

"Okay, dispose of the corpses of these traitors, and send some disciples to guard the various mountain crossings in case the Mongol army comes again. Others, go down and rest first. ”