Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 827 The Great Showdown (16)

Fang Jianming knew that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he didn't dare to be negligent, so he sat down and tuned in.At this time, Daoist Qianjue had already awakened the man.The man opened his eyes, glanced around in a daze, jumped up suddenly, a powerful force emanated from his body, immediately forced Daoist Qianjue to retreat, and said coldly, "Who are you waiting for?"

Taoist Master Qianjue hurriedly knelt down and said, "Wudang disciple Qianjue pays homage to Patriarch." Seeing this, Master Feihong and others knelt down quickly.

The man was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud "haha", and said, "It turns out that they are disciples of my Wudang sect, very good, very good. Qianjue, who are these people? What happened?"

Daoist Qianjue hurriedly told him the current situation briefly. When it came to his battle with Fang Jianming, he dared not say that he was restrained by Fang Jianming, only that he fainted suddenly during the battle with Fang Jianming.Everyone saw that he was really Chen Tianxiang, the senior and expert of the Wudang School, and they all came to pay their respects.

Chen Tianxiang didn't pay much attention to it, but just sighed to himself: "I didn't expect my hair and beard to grow so long. Alas, no matter how high your martial arts are, it can't stop the ruthlessness of time." He glanced at Nie Huangjie, and suddenly "haha " A big laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Nie Huangjie suddenly shouted.

Chen Tianxiang stopped his laughter and asked back, "Are you that so-called ghost?"

Nie Huangjie said: "Not bad!"

Chen Tianxiang looked at the "Tears of Death" in his hand, his complexion looked a little complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly sighed and said: "What is righteousness? What is evil? Master, your teachings back then, until now At this moment, Tuer finally understood. Tuer is stupid, he has been imprisoned in this Qilian Mountain for many years, and he thought that he could get rid of the evil spirit of "Death's Tears" with his own righteousness, who would have thought, alas..."

Nie Huangjie sneered, and said: "Oh, it turns out that you were fighting with 'Death's Tears'. No wonder when I entered the secret cave, I found that there were two strands of good and evil remaining in the cave."

Chen Tianxiang thought for a while and asked, "Why did you move the old man to the cave on the top of the snow mountain?"

Nie Huangjie said: "Which cave are you in, how can I get the 'Tears of Death'?"

Chen Tianxiang was startled, then laughed loudly, and said: "That's right, the old man is really a fool." He cast a glance at Fang Jianming, his eyes flashed with admiration, and then he searched the Wudang faction with his eyes, his face Somewhat regretful, suddenly, his eyes fixed on a little Taoist priest.

That little Taoist priest is a young apprentice of Fei Xing, named Yuan Xu.When Old Taoist Fei Xing was about to die, he had already transferred him to Master Fei Hong's sect.This is also a last resort.It turned out that among the apprentices that Master Feihong accepted, none of them had the highest aptitude, but Yuanxu had the highest aptitude, but he was accepted by Feixing as his disciple.After this battle, all martial arts factions were seriously injured, and Wudang was no exception. In order to avoid Wudang's successors, Yuan Xu became the youngest disciple of Feihong Zhenren.

"What's your name?" Chen Tianxiang asked.

Yuan Xu said respectfully: "Disciple Yuan Xu."

Chen Tianxiang sighed: "Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple with extensive and profound martial arts knowledge. It is not a surprise that a peerless talent has emerged. Although the reputation of my Wudang sect is slightly inferior to Shaolin, it cannot be inferior to one generation after another."

Daoist Qianjue, Master Feihong and the others felt ashamed when they heard this.

"Yuan Xu, you come with Patriarch, Patriarch has some gifts for you." After saying that, he strode away.

"Your Excellency, don't you have any intention of competing with me?" Nie Huangjie suddenly asked loudly.

Chen Tianxiang didn't turn his head back, and said: "The old man has no desire to fight in his heart, how can he defeat you? Besides, wouldn't it be a more meritorious thing to let a young man defeat you?"

Nie Huangjie sneered and closed his eyes.

Yuan Xu didn't follow Chen Tianxiang immediately, and looked at the real person Feihong, hesitant to speak.Master Feihong said: "You go."

Yuanxu bowed after hearing this, and quickly followed Chen Tianxiang.

"It's as short as one day, as long as three days, the old man will let him come back to you?" Chen Tianxiang's voice came from afar after he went down the mountain.

Three hours, for the long years of life, may be just a blink of an eye, but at this time, three hours made the people on the field feel that it was a long time, and at the same time they were worried.Can Fang Jianming defeat Nie Huangjie?This is the question of many people.Although everyone knows that Fang Jianming is very powerful, but Nie Huangjie's power is also obvious to all.When two tigers fight, one will be injured.Who will be the injured tiger?
……

The wind was strong at the top of the peak, blowing everyone's clothes.Taking a long breath, Fang Jianming opened his eyes, which were as clear as stars.At that time, it was dusk.

"Father, you all go down the mountain." Fang Jianming said slowly to the sword god.

Dao Shen was stunned, then realized immediately, and nodded.Long Biyun walked up to Fang Jianming, looked at him affectionately, and said firmly, "Fang Lang, I believe you can win!"

Although Ji Furong also had confidence in Fang Jianming, she was terrified and shouted tremblingly: "Brother Fang, don't leave us behind."

Fang Jianming raised his head, and saw that among the countless concerned gazes, there were two different pairs of gazes, which were Dongfang Tianjiao and Zhu Hongshou.

"I promise, I will never abandon you!" After Fang Jianming said this in a low voice, he turned around, faced Nie Huangjie, and made a gesture of invitation.

The battle between Fang Jianming and Nie Huangjie was definitely the most important battle in the martial arts world in a hundred years.Therefore, many people wanted to stay and watch, but they also knew that if they stayed on the mountain, they were afraid of negative impact on Fang Jianming, so they had no choice but to go down the mountain.Soon, only Fang Jianming and Nie Huangjie were left on the peak.

The two stared at each other for a moment, neither of them spoke, the airflow on the peak had already rolled up uneasy.

Fang Jianming frowned slightly, and suddenly said: "Nie Huangjie, at this moment, you are still wearing a ghost face. Could it be that there is some secret?"

Nie Huangjie's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "If you want to know, why don't you come and uncover it yourself?"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Fang Jianming yelled, and rushed towards Nie Huangjie like lightning.Almost at the same time, Nie Huangjie floated up and greeted Fang Jianming.

……

After a group of people went down the mountain, they either sat or stood, waiting with different moods.

Martial arts know-it-all, Tiandu sage, laughing old man, Mr. Gu Ye, and Jiang Wuya gathered in one place.The Tiandu sage looked at Mr. Gu Ye and said, "Brother Zhao, what is there that you can't let go of?"

Mr. Gu Ye sighed, and said: "Brother Yu, my junior brother has not only practiced the 'Defiant Code', but also 'Tears of Death', plus our sect's 'Blood Hand Magic', I'm afraid that the young People get lost."

The Tiandu sage laughed and said, "I have [-]% confidence in that kid."

Mr. Gu Ye sighed again, and said to Wulin Wanshi Channel: "Brother Wan, have you done the math?"

The channel of everything in martial arts: "The secrets are unpredictable, and I can only figure out one or two. As for the result, I can't predict it." Thinking of something, he called Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng and Desperate Thirteen to the front, and took out two pieces from his arms. A kit, one by one, said: "After tomorrow, you can open the kit, you know?"

After hearing this, the two felt sore in their hearts, knowing that everything the master wanted to explain was in the bag.

Martial Master thought about it for a while, and suddenly called Long Biyun to him, took out a kit, handed it to her, and said, "Master Long Xuan, this is a 'gift' from the old man, please take it well, I hope you cherish it!"

Long Biyun was stunned for a moment, reached out to take it, and said, "Thank you, senior."

Martial arts master sighed, looked up at the sky, looked endlessly lonely, and said: "I have been calculating all my life, and sometimes I think about it, but I always feel pain. Looking back on what happened back then, I suddenly have a feeling that I don't know what is wrong."

Long Biyun said comfortingly: "Senior, it has been so many years, what should have happened has already happened, why should you worry about it?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud noise from the top of the mountain, and everyone was startled.Everyone knew that the two had started a war, and no one spoke again. They straightened their ears and listened attentively.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the loud noise from the peak came down wave after wave, shaking people's hearts.If everyone didn't understand that this was caused by the powerful qi of the two, they might have thought there was some monster on the top of the mountain.

Half an hour passed, and an hour passed, and the loud noises became less and less, but this also showed that the decisive battle between the two had entered a difficult stage.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", the ground shook and the faces of many people changed.Then, under the moonlight, two black dots jumped down from the peak, and they fought while falling.

At this time, the two people who jumped off could no longer tell who was who.When it was halfway down, a halo of light suddenly surrounded the two of them, and it looked extraordinarily bright under the night sky.

Everyone had never seen such a fight before, they all opened their eyes wide and watched from afar.Seeing that the circle of light was getting closer and closer to the ground, it suddenly smashed towards the stone wall, with a sound of "Peng", the true energy swept away.Two figures flew into the air, and another fierce fight broke out.

……

After a cup of tea time, the two suddenly separated, and Nie Huangjie sent the "Tears of Death" forward, the light pierced the dark night, and rolled towards Fang Jianming with infinite strength.Fang Jianming let out a long roar, and a layer of golden light circulated around his body, rushing up against the light.

With a "boom", the air wave soared into the sky, and the hurricane roared like ten thousand tigers, rolling out wildly.Although everyone was far away from the two of them, they could all feel the impact of the air current strongly, and they were all shocked.

After the field gradually calmed down, there was a sudden "chick", followed by a "bang", a figure flew out and fell to the ground.

Under the moonlight, and the speed was too fast, no one could see who the flying person was.However, people with a little sense of judgment will be able to tell who the person who did not fly out is at a glance, because the big coat that this person is wearing is fluttering with the wind, and the long spear in his hand is held high. Explaining his identity to others.

"Jianming!" Wu Shiming yelled in surprise, and rushed to the person who fell on the ground first, before he could get close, the person jumped up and said: "Brother Shiming, I still can't die."

Surprised and delighted, Wu Shiming asked, "Who really won?"

At this time, the four daughters of Long Biyun rushed over, and they were very happy to see that Fang Jianming was fine.

Nie Huangjie was alone with his back to the crowd, holding up the "Tears of Death" in his hands, and suddenly he let out a long sigh, his voice became extremely soft, and said: "Fang, you won."

Fang Jianming looked at Nie Huangjie's back, with an extremely complicated expression on his face, and said, "I didn't win you."

"You were shot by me and survived, but the ghost face on my face was smashed by you. Isn't that considered a win?" Before Fang Jianming could reply, he warned sharply, "Don't come up, who dares to attack Ben again?" Take a step closer to the god, the god wants him to die."

Fang Jianming hurriedly said: "Everyone listen to me, don't go up."

Those who wanted to go up to see Nie Huangjie stopped, and someone shouted: "Nie Huangjie, since you think you are defeated, according to the martial arts rules, you have to give an explanation!"

Nie Huangjie said coldly: "You don't need to tell me, I know what to do."

Fang Jianming thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about your secret."

After hearing this, Nie Huangjie let out a stern laugh. For an extremely conceited person, the feeling of defeat is an extraordinary pain.Perhaps, what Nie Huangjie suffered from was not just failure.

"I was against the sky with all my heart, but in the end God turned me into this."

"I see."

"The most lonely thing in the world is the human heart. Since I have destroyed the secret book of 'Anti-Tiandian', 'Tears of Death' will also be destroyed by me."

"Haha!" With a long laugh, Nie Huangjie jumped up and soared into the sky.

With a "boom", Nie Huangjie and the "Tears of Death" were blown to pieces in mid-air, and a gust of wind drove them away, forcing everyone to retreat again and again.

"Mr. Gu Ye!" Fang Baiyu's voice shocked the surroundings.It turned out that when Mr. Gu Ye saw that Nie Huangjie was dead, he had no more thoughts in his heart, so he slapped his forehead, committing suicide.

"Master!" The brothers and sisters of the Zhuo family burst into tears when they saw the sage in Tiandu passing away with a smile on his face.

"Master!" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng and Desperate Thirteen cried out in grief, and knelt down towards Wulin Wanshitong.

"Laughing old man, Brother Wu Ya, let's go all the way." Mr. Ximen called tremblingly.

Fang Jianming's heart was shaken, and he turned his head to look, only to feel unbearably sad, and tears welled up in his eyes.At this moment, the grief he felt was beyond description.Are those amiable faces gone forever?
Why?Why?Why?
He looked up to the sky and roared, his voice was like a raging wind sweeping through the sky, and the mountains echoed for a long time.

(End of this chapter)