From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 23 Breaking the Dragon Claw, Slaying the Two Heroes with the Sword

"Hmph, the leader of the Demon Cult dares to behave wildly!" Shaolin Kongxing was the first to react, soaring into the sky, a shadow of claws hit Zhang Wuji's chest.

He thought very simply, since the young man who claimed to be the leader of the Demon Cult was so entrusted to him, he would capture him. Even if he couldn't be captured, as long as he was injured, the so-called succession of the leader of the Ming Cult would become a joke.

"Dragon Claw Hand!" Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly.

While the Great Teleportation of the Universe was running, the Yiyang Finger was also displayed. The Yiyang Finger and the Dragon Claw were the most powerful attack methods. Make more moves.

No.30 Seven Moves Zhang Wuji pointed at the palm of Kongxing's palm, directly abolishing his dragon claw hand.

"Junior Brother!" Seeing this scene, Master Kongwen's face changed drastically, and his figure flickered to catch Kongxing falling from the sky.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Kunlun School stood up with him.

Before the two of them arrived, the sky filled with sword light had already poured towards Zhang Wuji.

"Good time!" Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, and the sword was unsheathed with a swish.

Compared with boxing kung fu, he prefers sword fighting.

"Senior brother, this person's kung fu is weird. I don't know why all the moves I hit on him are useless, and sometimes they even counterattack me. Cough cough, junior brother has lost the reputation of Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand."

Kong Xing coughed up blood in his mouth and spoke intermittently.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked.

Especially the members of the Wudang faction, they really did not expect to see Wuji's martial arts so high in just a few days.

More than 30 strokes of serious injuries soaked in the emptiness of the Dragon Claw Hand for more than 30 years, which even Song Yuanqiao could not do.

The other person who was surprised was of course Miejue Shitai next to him.

"Zeng A Niu!"

"He is still alive, and he has become the leader of the Ming Cult!"

"Master, look at that, is that Junior Sister Zhiruo?" Jingxuan, who was next to Mrs. Miejue, pointed behind Zhang Wuji in doubt and asked.

Miejue Shitai took a closer look at the Demon Cult's army behind Zhang Wuji, and her expression changed instantly. Who else could it be Zhou Zhiruo among the demon leaders.

She thought that Zhou Zhiruo had been captured.

All of a sudden old and new grudges welled up in his heart, Miejue Shitai no longer cared about other things, the sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a clang, and pounced on Zhang Wuji

"Zeng Aniu, take your life!"

"The extermination old nun, you want to bring bad luck to my leader, pass me first!" The first to follow was Wei Yixiao, who is unique in lightness kung fu.

Naturally, he couldn't watch Zhang Wuji being besieged by the six sects, and directly stopped Miejue Shitai.

Following Wei Yixiao, the other Mingjiao masters arrived almost at the same time.

However, these people did not fall beside Zhang Wuji, but scattered all around, all of them staring at the venue coldly without saying a word.

No. 70 Eight strokes, the long sword in Zhang Wuji's hand suddenly shook, directly breaking the long sword in the hands of He Taichong and Ban Shuxian, kicking them seriously injured.

He didn't chase after him, he landed firmly in the middle of the field and said with a smile: "The Bat King just returns to his position, and I will take care of it here."

The Blue Winged Bat King chuckled, and his figure landed on a raised rock in the distance in a flash, looking down at the field from a high position.

It wasn't until this time that the masters of the six sects realized that they had fallen into the siege of the Ming Cult, and every Houtian master was faintly locked by a wave of energy.

Thirty strokes to break the dragon's grip, and 78 strokes to break the sword in the hands of Kunlun's double swords.

The leader of the Devil's Cult frightened all the masters of the six sects as soon as he made a move, and even Miejue Shitai, who hated the Devil's Cult to the bone, did not dare to act rashly again.

"Everyone, my next Zhang Wuji, I have learned that all the elders and brothers of Mingjiao have not given up, and I am now the leader of Mingjiao."

"This time I'm not really here to meet you swordsmen, life and death are facing each other, I'm here to make peace."

Zhang Wuji waved his hand while speaking, and Cheng Kun was pushed up behind him.

"Nephew Yuanzhen!"

Master Shaolin Kongwen's complexion suddenly changed, and he said with a serious face: "Master Zhang, what do you mean?"

Zhang Wuji glanced at him and didn't respond, but he still remembered the cold reception he encountered when he followed Zhang Sanfeng to Shaolin Temple to obtain Shaolin Jiuyang Kung Fu.

"This person is Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun...!"

"I don't need to say much about his name, everyone should have heard of it!"

Zhang Wuji hadn't finished speaking yet, Kong Xing, who had just abolished the Dragon Claw Hand, said angrily, "This is obviously my nephew Yuanzhen, how can it be Cheng Kun, and the demon cult fanatics are going to spit blood!"

"Miss Zhou!" Zhang Wuji turned around.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed, knowing that today she would not be able to escape no matter what.

She took a deep breath and walked to Zhang Wuji's side and said, "Master Kongxing, this villain is indeed Cheng Kun. This is what I have heard from my disciples, Mr. Zhang..., and all the seniors of Mingjiao."

Zhou Zhiruo stood up and told everything she had experienced since meeting Zhang Wuji.

Naturally, it also included all the things Cheng Kun said when he was pretending to be aggressive on the Bright Summit.

The disciples of the Sisi Sect immediately became agitated when they heard the words.

The siege of Guangmingding by the six sects turned out to be a trap set by this person?
In order to help the imperial court exterminate the forces of the rivers and lakes?

This is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for many people in the Jianghu. After all, many people present have blood feuds with the Tartars, and it is completely unacceptable for them to help the Tartars.

"Zhiruo, did you really hear this with your own ears?"

"Don't be afraid, if the demons force you, Master will definitely seek justice for you!" Miejue Shitai said with an ugly face.

"Reporting to Master, the disciple has indeed heard it with his own ears!" Zhou Zhiruo said firmly.

How could she not know about the blood feud between the Emei Sect and the Mingjiao? She knew better that killing the Demon Cult had become an obsession of her master.

But the facts are the facts, but she cannot lie against her conscience.

In particular, this also involved the Mongolian Tazi court.

"It's just nonsense."

"Nephew Yuanzhen, tell me, are you being framed by these devils?" Kong Xing's face was distorted, almost screaming.

He couldn't imagine how much damage would be done to Shaolin's reputation if Yuanzhen was identified as the devil who destroyed the martial arts.

Hearing this, Cheng Kun finally opened his eyes. He sighed, looked up at Guangmingding and said in a desolate tone, "Yang Dingtian, I have fought with your Mingjiao all my life, and I lost in the end."

"Yuanzhen, don't be prevaricate, tell me everything you know." Master Kongwen sternly shouted.

"Uncle Shi, what else is there to say? Now that the Ming Cult is powerful, people are swordsmen and I am fish. The six sects' siege of Guangmingding has already failed. It doesn't matter if you say it or not."

Cheng Kun laughed at this point: "It's a pity, it's a pity, there are countless heroes in the whole world, and they are not even as good as a 20-year-old boy."

After he finished speaking, his body shook violently, and even rushed open the acupoints on his body. Before the Mingjiao disciple who was guarding him could react, he slammed his head against the stone next to him, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This old thief, it's cheap for him to die like this!"

Zhang Wuji cursed inwardly.

Although he was a little surprised that this old guy was able to open the acupoints, the effect he wanted had actually been achieved. To be honest, he no longer cared about Cheng Kun's life or death.

Up to now, the siege of Guangmingding by the so-called six sects has long since become a joke.

They have lost their courage and lost their confidence. What should they use to fight against the strong and powerful Mingjiao?
(End of this chapter)