readx;?? Yuan Zhen felt that this period of time was the most alive life he had after the death of his beloved sister, seeing that the six major factions were besieging Guangming in front, and Zhao Min was even more Huang Que behind, Ren Yuanzhen couldn't think of any possibility of survival for Mingjiao if he wanted to break his scalp (Chapter 28 of the Reincarnation of the Sword of Martial Arts). Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if the sky has eyes, Mingjiao stupidly gave up the seven peaks and thirteen cliffs, and shrunk his forces to gather on the top of the light.

You must know that you can bury enough to blow up the entire light top into the sky** in the secret passage, as long as you hold a torch in your hand at that time and shake it lightly on the lead, what left envoys, Dharma kings, and five-element flags will have to go to hell to accompany their sect leader.

The more Yuan Zhen thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Although as long as he waited patiently, the six major factions and Zhao Min would definitely help him destroy the Ming Sect, but Yuan Zhen saw that revenge was imminent, and even a little patience had been exhausted.

So now Yuanzhen plans to take a little risk to pass through the secret passage and go to the Bright Peak in person to see if those Ming Sect demons and the Five Elements Banner have been completely gathered on it.

As long as the top of the light is already full of Mingjiao demons, Yuan Zhen immediately returns to the secret passage and ignites it directly.

Although letting these demons die so happily really can't let Yuan Zhen relieve his hatred, but Yuan Zhen is even more unacceptable to anyone in the Ming Sect who can escape from the encirclement and suppression of the six major factions.

"Senior sister, if you endure for a while, I will soon send everyone in the Ming Sect down to accompany you. Yuanzhen's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"Little monk, where are you from and where do you want to go?" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded in Yuanzhen's ears.

This can make Yuanzhen instantly shocked the seven souls and lost six souls, this secret path Yuanzhen has been walking for more than ten years, and has never met half a living person except him, and with Yuanzhen's martial arts, he can't even detect the traces of the comer, doesn't this indirectly show that if the person who comes wants to sneak attack him, Yuanzhen's good head can no longer be safely hung on his neck at this moment.

The Yuanzhen Profound City Government forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said in a cold sweat behind his back: "Who is the master?"

Yuan Zhen waited for a while, but still didn't hear any answer, and asked tentatively again: "Who is teasing the little monk?" ”

"Haven't you been behind you all along? It's just that you didn't see me, so why do you blame me for not showing up?" Suddenly, there were unbelievable words full of mockery from behind Yuanzhen.

The frightened Yuan Zhen hurriedly jumped forward three steps before he dared to turn around and observe what was sacred behind him.

With the help of the torch in his hand, Yuan Zhen faintly saw a white-robed young man standing in front of him, and before Yuan Zhen could say a few words, the white-robed young man disappeared in front of him again.

Before Yuan Zhen could observe the surroundings, another voice that made Yuan Zhen frightened came from behind: "Why do you subconsciously distance yourself from me? Is it because you are afraid of me? Or do you think that distancing yourself can bring a sense of security? Or do you think that if you distance yourself, you will have a chance to fight back?"

At this moment, Yuan Zhen, who deeply understood the gap between the enemy and me, never tried to make any moves to resist again, Yuan Zhen trembled and folded his hands and said: "The donor is polite, please don't tease the little monk." ”

The white shadow flashed, and a handsome and elegant young man appeared in front of Yuanzhen, and he didn't know if Yuanzhen had hallucinations, as if he saw a flame burning in this flashing white shadow.

Zhang Wuji looked at the old monk in front of him with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and couldn't help but admire his cheekiness, obviously knowing that Zhang Wuji was just a young man, and he really called himself a little monk according to what Zhang Wuji teased him.

"When it comes to teasing sentient beings, how dare you compare yourself with the little monk? Whether it was the Golden Lion King twenty years ago, or the six major factions today, or the Mongolian court, you have all teased the monk in the palm of your hand. Zhang Wuji said sarcastically.

Listening to Zhang Wuji unhurriedly and knowingly everything about himself, the cold sweat on Yuanzhen's body became more and more urgent, and with just one sentence, the robe on Yuanzhen's body was completely soaked by Yuanzhen's cold sweat.

Yuan Zhenqiang said calmly: "The little monk is just a monk who accidentally strayed into this cave, donor, did you misunderstand something?"

As soon as Yuan Zhen's words fell, the right hand hidden in the robe condensed his lifelong phantom yin finger skill and poked at Zhang Wuji's dantian fiercely, and his left hand also used a small grappling hand to grab Zhang Wuji's throat.

Completely guessing that an old fox like Yuan Zhen would definitely not be restrained would make a sneak attack, Zhang Wuji's eyes flashed with a gleam, and a yang finger was directly pointed on Yuan Zhen's index finger.

The sound of bones shattering accompanied by Yuan Zhen's screams echoed in this secret passage, which made people feel miserable and infiltrating, and even made Xiao Zhao, who stayed in the secret room where Yang Dingtian was, shiver.

"The poor monk is not convinced, the poor monk hates, just a little bit, just a little bit, I can blow everyone in the Ming Sect into the sky. Ah!" Yuan Zhen, who was shattered by Zhang Wuji's One Yang Finger and shattered all the bones in his right hand, at this moment, the five internal organs in his body were not only constantly destroyed by the One Yang Finger that was rushing around, but also by the Phantom Yin Finger, and if the meridians of his body were frozen by the Nine Xuan Cold, he couldn't use the slightest internal force at all, and at the same time, Yuan Zhen himself was also hit by the Phantom Yin Finger Cold Poison produced by the backlash, which made Yuan Zhen's already scarred body even worse.

"Who are you? Why are you preventing me from taking revenge on the Ming Sect? Why? All the people in the Ming Sect are evil and die unsparingly, why do you stop the poor monks from doing the right thing for heaven?"

"You will be damned, you will definitely go to eighteen levels of hell. “

Yuan Zhen also understood at this moment that his right hand was crippled, his internal organs had begun to break, and he couldn't even use the slightest internal force, it was impossible for him to survive in the hands of this terrifying white-robed young man, but how could Yuan Zhen be willing?

In order to take revenge, he not only betrayed his apprentice, but also cut his hair to become a monk, and planned for decades, and now he sees that everything is going to be wasted, how can this make Yuanzhen happy, how can Yuanzhen not hate Zhang Wuji?

"Haha, even if you kill me, it's useless, the six major factions will definitely be able to exterminate the Ming Sect, even if the six major factions fail, the Ming Sect will definitely perish. Yuan Zhen kept coughing up blood and exclaimed, "I won't fail." “

Looking at Yuan Zhen's crazy demeanor and movements, a trace of impatience and pity flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and he said lightly: "Except for the six major factions, the only thing you can count on is Zhao Min's little girl." “

After speaking, Zhang Wuji gently put his palm on the Yuanzhen Tianling cover, and said softly: "You poor worm who has covered your ears and stolen the bell all your life, for the sake of your death, tell you a little secret." “

I saw that as Zhang Wuji's mouth moved slightly, Yuanzhen's pupils also contracted to the extreme, as if he had heard something unbelievable, but he didn't wait for Yuanzhen to say any more words.

Zhang Wuji's palm on the bald head of Yuan Zhen spat out, and such a hero, who should have stirred up more turmoil in the Yitian world, died unluckily in the hands of Zhang Wuji, who had just achieved success.