Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 93

Since the whereabouts of the Demon Cult were exposed, people in the martial arts have been paying attention.

But when they were near Yangcheng in Shanxi, there was no sign of the Demon Cult in the rivers and lakes.

Everyone thought that they were broken into parts and would gather near Huashan, and then attack Huashan in a cold-hearted way.

So spies from all sects and sects were stationed there.

But no one expected that their assembly point would be Heiyan Mountain not far north of Songshan Mountain!

It was night, ten elders and three hall masters from the Demon Sect, together with more than [-] people from the sect, attacked Shaolin at night from the north side of Songshan Mountain!
First, he taught the masters to go out and pull out the guards and secret sentries of Shaolin with their own hands.

Then quietly sneaked up the mountain.

Shaolin Temple was caught off guard, and there was a sudden chaos.

Wen Hui, the head of the Arhat Hall, and Wen Jing, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, died on the spot.

If the abbot Wenzai hadn't appeared in time to catch the four elders of the Devil's Cult by himself, more people would have died.

Wen Zai fought four against one, and took over the four elders Yu Bin, Xue Xu, Ding Ling, and Wen Yun, and they still had the energy to sing the Buddha's chant.

The sound of the Buddha's horn was completely over Shaolin.

Immediately, there was a Buddha's name echoing in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, whose momentum was no less powerful than that of Wenzai, and they approached rapidly.

It's top notch!
Everyone in the Devil's Cult thought it was Jue Ding who had only one breath left, and only two people were prepared to block it.

But the person who came was not who they thought, the elder Jiang Chao and Dang Long were severely injured.

Then, another Buddha's call came!
And top!

The members of the Demon Cult immediately scattered and withdrew from Shaolin.

The Shaolin monks chased him all the way to the foot of the mountain before retreating back to the temple.

In this battle, Shaolin lost the first two people, nearly a hundred monks, and almost all masters of the Bodhidharma Hall died.

But the Devil's Cult lost two elders, one hall master, and more than a hundred congregants.

Almost everyone left was wounded.

"This is the news that just came. Last night, the demon sect attacked Shaolin at night."

Ning Qingyu handed the letter to Huang Lin.

This was the third day Huang Lin came to Jincheng.

After reading the letter, he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Wen Zai, this old guy, is really yin!"

After Ning Qingyu explained to him last time, he also agreed with Ning Qingyu's conjecture that Shaolin only has Wenzai who is the ultimate in real-time combat power, and the rest should be the foundation, which is similar to Qiyunyi back then!
Moreover, when Wang Zhi went to Shaolin, the news that Wen Zai vomited blood was not concealed. Everyone in the Jianghu knew that his mind was badly damaged and he was seriously injured.

But he never expected that this bald donkey would have the upper hand with one against four. How could this look like he was seriously injured?

And the letter said that the monk who came out of the Sutra Pavilion looked younger than Wenzai!
The Devil's Cult suffered a lot this time!

Not only was the headquarters burned down by Huang Lin, but it also suffered heavy losses in Shaolin.

"I didn't expect that Wen Zai had set up the game early, but this game should not be aimed at the Demon Cult, otherwise their losses this time would not be so big!"

Ning Qingyu had calmed down at this time, thinking over Shaolin's behavior this time.

Shaolin spread rumors, Huang Lin broke the article, and Wang Zhi forced Wenzai to vomit blood.

It made him feel that he had seen through the reality of Shaolin. If the Demon Cult hadn't been fooled by him this time, he might still insist on his own judgment.

It's just that he can't figure out why Shaolin is like this?Who is this trying to cheat?

Is it
Glancing at Huang Lin, Ning Qingyu didn't conjecture.

Huang Lin also couldn't figure out why Shaolin pretended to be weak, but the most important thing in front of him was the members of the Demon Cult, so he asked:
"Master, this is a good opportunity for the Devil's Cult to hurt everyone!"

He burned all of Heimuya, and those standard sword embryos have not been taken back, and they will definitely be recognized by others, so it's no wonder that the Demon Cult didn't fight Huashan desperately.

"Hehe, when they return to Heimuya from Songshan Mountain, apart from passing through this place, the only way left is Wuzhi. I have already sent people to keep an eye on them, just waiting for news!"

Ning Qingyu stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

Huang Lin took a look and silently didn't mention the beard.

Just after noon, some disciples sent news that they found the whereabouts of the Demon Cult in Longbei Mountain 50 miles away.

Ning Qingyu immediately summoned a group of elders.

The main hall of this house is not big, and everyone is standing.

There is also a simple map hanging behind Ning Qingyu.

"Master, is there a demon sect?"

"Are we going to do it?"

The news that the Demon Cult failed to attack Shaolin last night was known to everyone present.

"cough~"

Ning Qingyu coughed lightly, and when the hall became quiet, he pointed at the map with his sword and said:

"It has been found out that the remnants of the Demon Cult's withdrawal from Shaolin are now gathered in Longbei Mountain, 50 miles southeast of Jincheng."

"This group of guys probably haven't rested since they retired from Shaolin, right? They have to cross the Yellow River for more than 300 miles, tsk tsk. How miserable!"

As soon as Ning Qingyu finished speaking, Xiong Qingshi yelled while touching his chin.

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was a burst of laughter in the hall.

"okay!"

Ning Qingyu gave a soft drink before continuing.

"Talk about the two elders, Qinghai and Yuan Qingming!"

"exist!"

"This seat will take the first step. At that time, I will trouble the two elders to bring the disciples from the city here!"

Speaking, Ning Qingyu pointed to a place called Mengzhang Mountain in the northwest of Longbei Mountain on the map.

"Master's order!"

Tan Qinghai and Yuan Qingming cupped their fists to accept the order.

"Yu Qingjie, Feng Qingzhang, Mo Qingyun, You Qingyi!"

"exist!"

The four of them walked into the hall.

"The four of you assist the two elders. Be sure to bring the disciples safely, and be careful on the way!"

"understand!"

"Others, disperse out of the city and meet at the Changting Pavilion ten miles south of the city!"

"Yes!"

When the Huashan people gathered at Mengzhang Mountain, the Golden Crow was already in the west, and it was about to fall.

Tan Qinghai, Yuan Qingming and fifty Huashan sect members were arranged to be stationed here.Ning Qingyu led more than two hundred people along the mountain road towards Longbei Mountain.

Tan Qingfang and Ruan Qingshou personally pulled out the secret sentry of the Demon Cult in front.

When Huang Lin followed the team to a valley, the members of the Demon Cult did not notice it.

"I heard that the elders of the Demon Sect are staying here, and Huashan Ning Qingyu is here to pay a special visit!"

The sound resounded through the mountains, and the members of the Demon Cult in the valley suddenly panicked, and many members of the Demon Cult ran around.

Huang Lin stared blankly at Ning Qingyu, unable to figure out why he exposed himself in advance.

Since you want to expose yourself, why did you send two former elders to remove the secret sentry in person?

"The way the sect's head handles things represents the sect's style of doing things!"

Now is obviously not the time to explain, Ning Qingyu quickly explained in a low voice.

"Ning! Qing! Yu!"

There was a roar in the valley, this person's skill is quite profound.

The owner of the voice seemed to be so angry with Ning Qingyu that it was impossible to restrain it.

When the person came out, Huang Lin found that this person was staring at Ning Qingyu with anger on his face, his hair was disheveled, and his right arm seemed to be weak.

"Brother Yu, why bother to get angry, you and I belong to the good and the evil, and each uses its own means."

Ning Qingyu took a step forward, shook his head and sighed slightly.

Huang Lin stood behind him, watching silently.

He doesn't know much about the doorway here. If he is in charge of this place, he must have attacked and killed him secretly. It is impossible to show off the horses and horses like Ning Qingyu.

If Ning Qingyu did this, Huashan's loss would be much greater!

Looking back, there are many acquaintances among them.

Brother Fang Buwen is here!

Huang Buqi is also there!
Lou Bulan, Zhao Bufeng, Chang Buyin, Tang Bukai, Ai Bubing and others are all there!

He also saw Ning Bumu!

I don't know how many people will die after this fight!
Originally, he wanted to kill a few elders before exposing himself, but now that he thinks about it, he might have to change his plan.

If you contribute your efforts earlier, you can share more pressure with these people behind.

Seeing that the people on the opposite side had gathered, Huang Lin cheered up silently, waiting for the head's order.

"Back then, Mount Hua was breached twice by my God Sect. I never thought that in the hands of you, Ning Qingyu, you would have the guts to plot against my God Sect! Are you not afraid of revenge in the future?!"

Yu Bin obviously had a high status among the elders of the divine religion, and he was always talking to Ning Qingyu.

"Hmph! That will only work in the future of your Demon Cult. Today is the time for me, Huashan, to avenge my ancestors!"

"Bang~"

As soon as Ning Qingyu finished speaking, before he raised his hand, Huang Lin rushed over.

"choke~"

The true energy surged, and when the Scarlet Phoenix was pulled out of the scabbard, the ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing resounded through the mountain!
Many people with superficial skills have blood flowing from their ears!

Yu Bin kept staring at Ning Qingyu, never expecting that this young man would suddenly become violent.

The sound made him frown, and when he saw that the sword was showing light, he raised his left hand and patted the spine of the sword.

Huang Lin stepped on his feet again, and his figure suddenly turned, turning to the other person in the front row.

The scarlet phoenix sword in his hand exploded!

The man's eyes were dazzled by the flash of the sword light. He had no idea that Huang Lin would turn over. Before he lifted the double hooks in his hands, Huang Lin had already passed by, bringing up waves of blood mist!
"Old Xue!"

"on!"

Only then did the people on both sides come back to their senses.

Huang Lin had already charged into the crowd of Demon Cultists, stepping left and right, with one step at a time and one sword at a time.

After killing more than ten people, turn to the people in the front row of the Demon Cult, that's where the Demon Cult's masters are!
Ning Qingyu was stopped by four elders at this moment.

Ruan Qingshou, Tan Qingfang and other elders have their own opponents.

Only Huang Lin, who had just entered the crowd, was divided by the elders of the Huashan Sect before the Demon Cult could react.

opportunity!

The one closest to him was Xiong Qingshi, who was entangled with a big guy from the Demon Cult who was dressed strangely.

The big man was wearing a Confucian robe, but his figure was too strong, and he looked nondescript in this suit.

Holding a huge sword, he fought back and forth with Xiong Qingshi.

Huang Lin stepped heavily on his feet, and the red phoenix in his hand turned into a ball, and rushed towards the big man in Confucian robes.

Along the way, stumps and broken arms kept flying up, and a bloody road broke out.

Step again!

At this time, there was no one between him and the big man.

When the big man in the Confucian robe found out, Huang Lin was already close by. Chihuang cut off the huge sword, and then slashed across the vital parts of his chest, and his broken heart was still beating faintly.

This man is too tall, it's not easy to cut his neck!
The big man in Confucianism robe clutched his chest, fell to the ground and roared angrily:

"Sneak attack! Widowed and disgraceful!"

(End of this chapter)