Comprehensive Martial Arts: Get Nine Suns at the beginning

Chapter 224: Up the Light Summit

When they got closer, they saw two people lying in the snow, with blood splattering in the white snow, and all four of them had sword wounds.

Three of them were wearing Mingjiao clothes, and the other was a monk who seemed to be a disciple of the Shaolin sect.

Gao Huan let out a sigh and said: "We have stayed in the heart of the mountain for such a long time, and the people from the six major sects may have already attacked Guangmingding by now!"

After saying that, he reached out and touched the mouths of the four people, and found that there was no warmth at all, indicating that they had been dead for a long time.

Gao Huan immediately pulled Xiao Zhao and ran towards the mountain, following the tracks in the snow. After walking for about ten feet, he saw seven people falling to the ground again, in a terrible situation.

Gao Huan shook his head helplessly. He walked faster and faster, almost lifting Xiao Zhao's body to fly. He turned a corner and saw the corpses of five Ming followers hanging on the branches, all from their heads and feet. Hanging upside down, each person's face was bloody and bloody, as if they had been scratched by sharp claws.

Xiao Zhao said: "It was caught by the Tiger Claws of the Huashan Sect."

Gao Huan turned his head to look at Xiao Zhao and said, "Xiao Zhao, you are young, but you are quite knowledgeable."

After Gao Huan said that, without waiting for Xiao Zhao's answer, he took her up to the peak. Along the way, he saw corpses scattered everywhere. Most of them were Mingjiao believers, but there were also many disciples of the six major sects. They thought they were in the heart of the mountain. One day and one night, the six major sects launched a fierce attack on Guangmingding. The Mingjiao lost because Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and other important leaders were seriously injured and had no one to command them. However, although the believers were at a disadvantage, they fought hard and refused to give in. As a result, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

When the two were about to reach the top of the mountain, they suddenly heard the sound of weapons clashing, and the fighting was extremely fierce. He felt a little relieved and thought to himself: "Since the battle has not stopped, the six major factions may not have entered the hall yet. .”

The blood on the Shaolin monk's shoulders suddenly gushed out like a fountain. Little did he know that this monk was extremely fierce. He flew up and kicked Gao Huan in the lower abdomen with a whoosh.

The old man has long eyebrows, the corners of his eyes are drooped, and his nose is hooked like an eagle's beak.

The two of them looked like two stone statues, and even their hair and clothes did not flutter in the slightest.

There were two people fighting in the center of the square. Everyone was watching the battle intently. When Gao Huan and Xiao Zhao approached, no one paid attention.

Glancing at Zhang Wuji, who was anxious but at his wits' end, Gao Huan shook his head helplessly and said: "After this incident, we need to help him learn the Great Shift of the Universe. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to reach the top with the Nine Yang Divine Art alone." Among the masters of the world."

When Gao Huan saw the faces of the two people in the field, he was immediately shocked. It turned out that the short, middle-aged man with a fierce look on his face was none other than Zhang Songxi, the Four Heroes of the Wudang Clan.

These six groups of people formed a vague encirclement of Mingjiao.

Gao Huan stood very close to him, but he did not expect that he would suddenly launch a sneak attack. When he was startled, the monk flew backwards, his back hit a tree, his right foot was broken, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

Zhang Songxi shook his head helplessly and sighed: "This junior just took one more step back and already lost half the move." After saying that, he bowed and retreated calmly.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji had not yet learned the Great Shift of the Universe, and the Nine Yang Divine Art alone was far from being a match for the masters of the six sects.

But when they saw the slightest trace of steam rising from the tops of Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Songxi's heads, they had actually used their inner strength that they had practiced hard all their lives.

This was the starting point for Wudang disciples and their elders to fight each other. Although Mo Shenggu was very angry, he was already a very high-ranking master in the martial arts world at this time. Naturally, he must not lose etiquette in every move he made under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The two people turned around and fought very fast. Suddenly, their four palms intertwined and they were immediately frozen. In just a moment, they went from jumping at an extremely fast speed to completely still. When everyone onlookers saw this, they couldn't bear it.

Zumitomo exclaimed: "Okay!"

Gao Huan was silently paying attention to the situation on the field, and suddenly heard Yin Tianzheng and Zhang Songxi shouting in unison, exerting force with four palms, and then each retreated six or seven steps.

Gao Huan pulled Xiao Zhao closer and slowly, and when he took a closer look, he saw that both sides of the fight were empty-handed, but the wind roared in the palms, and the power was several feet away. It was obvious that both of them were top masters.

Gao Huan was startled, and when he turned around, he saw a gray-robed monk lying on the ground, with two steel darts nailed to his right shoulder.

Suddenly, he heard three muffled groans coming from inside the wall. Gao Huan quickly picked up Xiao Zhao and snatched him in through the gate. After passing through two halls, he saw a large square in front of him.

Zhang Songxi bowed his hands to Yin Tianzheng and said: "Senior Yin has extraordinary skills, I admire him!"

Zhang Songxi, on the other hand, strictly abides by the tenet of Wudang's mental method of "waiting for work with ease and braking with tranquility" and guards closely. He knows that Yin Tianzheng is more than 20 years older than him, and his internal strength has been improved for more than 20 years, but he is just right

If you are in your prime of life and have plenty of strength, while your opponent is old, you will have a chance to win as time goes by.

Gao Huan felt deeply and thought to himself: "This person should be Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, one of the four great guardian Dharma kings of Mingjiao, right?"

Yin Tianzheng said in a loud voice, "Brother Zhang's internal cultivation is extraordinary and holy. I am inferior to you. You are my son-in-law and a fellow disciple. Isn't it necessary that we have to decide the winner today?"

Suddenly I heard someone from the six major sects shouting: "Old man with white eyebrows, give up quickly. How can you be the opponent of the Four Heroes of Wudang?"

Yin Tianzheng sighed, a look of sadness flashed across his face, and said: "I have been unwilling to use the sword since my little daughter died, but it would be disrespectful to fight with the Wudang heroes with bare hands."

After Mo Shenggu finished speaking, he suddenly heard a cry, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword was shining brightly in the sun. He immediately made a move called "Wanyue Chaozong".

Little did they know that Yin Tianzheng was actually an extraordinary person in the martial arts world. Although he was older, his energy was no less than that of a young man. His internal energy was like a tidal wave, which was continuous and continuous like a huge wave in the deep sea, hitting Zhang Songxi from his palms.

The square was crowded with people standing in darkness. There were fewer people in the west end. Nine times out of ten, their bodies were dripping with blood. They were sitting or lying on the Ming Cult side.

Suddenly a man from the Wudang sect snatched out a man, pointed at Yin Tianzheng and shouted angrily: "Yin Laoer, it's okay if you don't mention my fifth brother Zhang! It's very annoying to mention it today, my third brother Yu and my fifth brother Zhang

Everyone was injured and killed at the hands of your Tianying Cult. If I don’t avenge this revenge, I, Mo Shenggu, will live up to my reputation as the ‘Seven Heroes of Wudang’ in vain.”

Thinking about it, he quickly ran towards the fight.

Both the Mingjiao and the six major sects held their breaths. Both sides knew that this competition was not only about the reputation of the Mingjiao and Wudang, but both of them were winning with their true strength at this moment, and the losing side would probably be in danger of his life.

One is the leader of the Tianying Cult, one of the four great guardian Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, and the other is Zhang Sanfeng’s proud disciple, a member of the world-famous Seven Heroes of Wudang. The winner is about to be decided in an instant.

His opponent was a tall, bald old man.

The number of people at the east end was several times greater and divided into six piles. It seemed that all six factions had arrived.

Gao Huan's true energy was flowing in his body at this time. When encountering external force, he would naturally launch a counterattack, which was a little stronger than before.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound, and two steel darts were thrown from behind, followed by someone shouting: "Who is it? Stop quickly!"

When he saw that the monk was seriously injured, he couldn't help but frowned. The monk stared at him fiercely, with fear more than anger. Although he still wanted to attack the enemy, he was unable to do anything.

Gao Huan took a glance and saw Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Monk Peng, and Zhang Wuji and others were all sitting among the Mingjiao people. It seemed that the situation was still difficult to move.

Gao Huan did not stop at his feet and waved his hand back, causing the two steel darts to fly back immediately. He only heard a scream of "ah", followed by a cry, and someone fell to the ground.

Yin Tianzheng is majestic and his eyes are bright, flashing like lightning.

He pointed to a believer holding an iron rod and said, "I'll lend you the iron rod."

The Mingjiao believer held the iron rod between his eyebrows in both hands, walked up to Yin Tianzheng, and bowed respectfully and presented it to him.

Yin Tianzheng took the iron rod, twisted it with both hands, and with a slap, the iron rod immediately broke into two pieces.

When everyone onlookers saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise. No one thought that this old man would have such amazing power after fighting for a long time.

(End of chapter)