As soon as Zhang Songxi retreated to the Wudang faction, another person from the Wudang faction came out of the crowd, pointed at Yin Tianzheng and said angrily: "Yin Lao'er, if you don't mention my Fifth Brother Zhang, that's fine! I, Third Brother Yu and Fifth Brother Zhang, are all injured in the hands of your Heavenly Eagle Sect, and if I don't take revenge, I will live in the name of 'Wudang Seven Heroes' in vain. With a long choking sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword light shone under the sun, and he made a move of "Wanyue Dynasty Sect". This is the starting style of Wudang's children and elders when they make moves, although Mo Shenggu is angry, but at this time he is already a very powerful master in the martial arts, and in full view of everyone, every move cannot be rude.

Yin Tianzheng sighed, a gloomy color flashed on his face, and he said slowly: "The old man is reluctant to use the sword again since the death of his little girl. But if you fight with Wudang Zhuxia empty-handed, it will be disrespectful. Pointing to a disciple with an iron rod in his hand, he said, "Borrow your iron rod and use it." The Ming Sect disciple held the iron rod with both hands crossed, walked in front of Yin Tianzheng, and bowed respectfully. Yin Tianzheng took the iron rod, slammed his hands, and with a slap, the iron rod was broken into two.

Everyone in the audience was amazed, but they didn't expect that Yin Tianzheng still had such amazing divine power after a long battle.

And Mo Shenggu also knew that Yin Tianzheng would definitely not make the first move when he made a move with his senior brother before, and immediately made a move with the long sword to make a move "Hundred Birds and Phoenix", but when he saw the tip of the sword trembling, it turned into dozens of sword tips in an instant, covering the enemy's mid-plate, although this move was powerful, it was still a polite swordsmanship.

Yin Tianzheng broke a stick in his left hand and said, "Mo Qixia doesn't have to be polite. The broken stick in his right hand struck him diagonally.

After a few moves, the crowd of spectators was sensational, but when they saw Mo Shenggu's sword walking lightly, the light was like a rainbow, and when the leaves were opened and closed, it was elegant and dignified, and it was a famous demeanor. Yin Tianzheng's two broken iron rods are already bulky, and the tricks are even more sluggish, hitting a stick in the east and smashing a stick in the west, which is really out of order, but people of insight have seen it, but they know that he is wise and foolish, and he is clumsy, and he has reached the extremely high level of martial arts. His footsteps were also extremely slow, but Mo Shenggu was running high and low, flashing from side to side, and in just one tea hour, he had already attacked more than sixty incoherent killers one after another.

At this time, because of the wonderful battle in the field, Ye Xiao seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his visit, but he watched the battle seriously, staring at the two people in the field with his eyes, not letting go of their slightest movement.

After Yin Tianzheng and Mo Shenggu fought for dozens of times, the latter's sword moves became faster and faster. Kunlun, Emei and Wuyue Sword Sects are all good at swordsmanship, and the disciples of these factions saw that Mo Shenggu had a long sword that had undergone such a change, and they all secretly drank it in their hearts: "Wudang Sword Technique is really worthy of its reputation, and it is an eye-opener today." ”

However, no matter how Mo Shenggu moved and stabbed, he would never be able to attack the portal that Yin Tianzheng's two iron rods were strictly guarding.

Mo Shenggu thought to himself: "This old man has defeated three masters of Huashan and Shaolin in a row, and he has consumed internal strength against the fourth brother, I am already the fifth person to fight with him, and I have already taken a lot of advantage, if I don't win again, how can the face of the master remain?"

When the onlookers saw the twelfth and third moves, they couldn't help but shout in unison. At this time, Yin Tianzheng was no longer able to guard his clumsy skills, and he was forced by this swordsmanship to spread his body and swim away, fighting with him quickly. Suddenly, Mo Shenggu's long sword broke through the air and stabbed Yin Tianzheng's chest, and halfway through the sword, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and he actually bent over and stabbed him obliquely in the right shoulder. This "finger twisting soft sword" uses strong internal force to bend the blade, making the sword move flickering and impermanent, and the enemy is difficult to block.

Yin Tianzheng had never seen such a sword technique, so he hurriedly sank his shoulders to avoid it, but unexpectedly, with a soft sound, the sword rebounded and stabbed straight into his left upper arm. Yin Tianzheng's right arm stretched out, but for some reason, he suddenly grew half a foot, flicked Mo Shenggu's wrist, snatched his long sword with his hand, and his left hand had already held down his "shoulder chastity point". The eagle claw grappler of the white-eyed eagle king is a unique in the martial arts for more than 100 years, and there is no match in the world. Mo Shenggu's shoulder fell into his palm, and his five fingers only needed to be pinched, and Mo Shenggu's shoulder had to be broken into pieces and crippled for life. The heroes of Wudang were taken aback, and they were about to rush out to save each other, but their momentum was too late.

Yin Tianzheng sighed and said, "What is the one, what can it be?" let go of his hand, retracted his right hand, pulled out the long sword, and blood gushed out from the wound on his left arm. He stared at the long sword for a long time and said, "The old man has been spanning half his life, and he has never lost a move and a half in a move. Good Zhang Sanfeng, good Zhang Zhenren!" He praised Zhang Sanfeng, which was to admire the seventy-two moves he created "Finger Twisting Soft Sword" so unpredictable that he couldn't block it.

Mo Shenggu stayed in the local area, although he won one move first, but the other party deliberately did not kill the killer after all, did not hurt himself, was stunned for a moment, and said: "Duomeng's predecessors are merciful." ”

Yin Tianzheng didn't say a word and handed the long sword back to him. Mo Shenggu studied swordsmanship, but in the end, the blade in his hand was taken away by the other party, and he was ashamed in his heart, and he didn't take the sword, so he retreated.

Suddenly, there was another person in the Wudang faction, with a black beard hanging down his chest, but Song Yuanqiao, who was the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes, said: "I will wrap up the wounds of the old-timers." He took out the golden medicine from his arms, put it on the wound for Yin Tianzheng, and then tied it with a handkerchief, the members of the Heavenly Eagle Sect and the Ming Sect saw Song Yuanqiao's righteous face, and expected that he would never openly poison and harm him as the head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yin Tianzheng said: "Thank you!"

Ye Xiao in the distance said in his heart: The Wudang faction is indeed worthy of being a martial arts master, and this kind of demeanor is definitely not comparable to ordinary sects.

However, then, after Song Yuanqiao wrapped up his injury, he took a step back, waved his long sleeves, and said: "Song Mou has taught the advanced tricks of the old-timers!" This was beyond Ye Xiao's expectations, but after thinking about it, after all, it was a battle between the ten major sects and the Ming Sect, not a personal grudge, and Song Yuanqiao was already understandable.

After watching the battle between Yin Tianzheng and the Wudang master twice, Ye Xiao already admired this old and strong Eagle King in his heart, but at this time, he couldn't bear to see him continue to fight with others, so he said loudly: "I have heard the name of the Wudang Seven Heroes for a long time, but I don't want to fight the old man for more than a year with a wheel war today, it really makes people sigh." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes shot to Ye Xiao, who appeared in the distance at some point.

"Ye Xiao?!" The faces of the people who recognized Ye Xiao in the field changed slightly, especially the head of the Emei faction, the exterminator, Tai, who almost jumped out without holding back.

Song Yuanqiao had witnessed Ye Xiao overwhelming the master and apprentice of the Golden Wheel Dharma King in Dasheng Pass, and he was able to know Ye Xiao, and Yin Liting had also told him that Ye Xiao appeared in Kunlun Mountain before, but he didn't expect Ye Xiao, who had disappeared for a day and two nights, to appear again. At this time, although I don't know what the other party wants to do, since the other party said so, if he didn't answer, wouldn't it really be true that the Wudang Seven Heroes had gained a false reputation, so he said: "It turned out to be Ye Xiao Ye Shaoxia, and the words of the young man are good." The personal grudge between the Wudang Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect will not be mentioned by Your Excellency today. Now is the time when the ten major sects and Mingjiao are fighting for life and death, and the Wudang faction would like to fight against Mingjiao. "What he means is that I'm just challenging the Ming Sect now, and I don't have to fight a duel with the White-eyed Eagle King.

Yin Tianzheng's eyes moved slowly, and saw that Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Peng Monk and others were paralyzed, the masters of the Heavenly Eagle Sect and the Five Elements were all killed or injured, and his son Yin Yewang was in a coma, life and death were uncertain, among the Ming Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, except for himself, there was no one who could resist Song Yuanqiao's fist and swordsmanship, but after fighting five masters in a row, his true qi was not pure, not to mention that the sword injury on his left arm was really not light.

Yin Tianzheng paused slightly, and a short old man in the Kongtong Sect said loudly: "The Demon Sect has been completely defeated, if you don't surrender, what will happen?" Master Kongzhi, let's go and destroy the tablet of the thirty-third generation leader of the Demon Sect!"

Shaolin Temple abbot Master Kongwen sat in Songshan Academy, this time to encircle and suppress Mingjiao, Shaolin disciples led by Kongzhi. The various factions admired the prestige and status of the Shaolin faction in the martial arts, and they named him as the one who gave the order to attack the Guangming Peak.