The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

This person is the head of Huashan, Xian Yutong.

"Report to the head of the sect, there is news from Junior Brother Shanxia that Han Chen has arrived at Kunlun Mountain!"

At this time, a Huashan disciple hurried into the other courtyard, stood beside Xian Yutong, bowed and said.

coming!

He really came!

"very good!"

Xian Yutong's face showed a look of complacency, "The old man just played a trick, and Han Chen fell for it. He's still too young, hahaha..."

"Master's ingenious plan!"

Huashan disciples clasped their fists together, and praised again and again.

Hearing his disciple's praise, Xian Yutong laughed out loud, quite proud.

Xian Yutong is known as a magic machine, good at intrigue and scheming, Han Chenjian killed the four old monks of Motang, and completely offended Shaolin. He seized this point, wrote a letter to Emei, and invited Han Chen to Kunlun.

Sure enough, Han Chen really came.

Everything is in his calculations.

Looking up at the night sky as quiet as an autumn lake, Xian Yutong squinted his eyes and said leisurely: "If Shaolin Kongwen Abbot knows Han Chen's arrival, will the night sky in Kunlun Mountain still be so peaceful?"

The appearance of Han Chen changed many things.

In the original book, Abbot Kongwen was sitting in Shaolin and did not participate in the siege of Mingjiao. However, because Han Chen abolished one of Kongxing's hands, causing him to be seriously injured and has not yet recovered. People were killed by Han Chen, and the strength of the Shaolin faction was greatly compromised.

Up to now, Abbot Kongwen had no choice but to personally lead the eminent Shaolin monks to Kunlun.

If Abbot Kongwen knew about Han Chen's arrival, he would never sit idly by.

He has never forgotten the grievances between Han Chen and Shaolin.

Although Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist sect, it is also a sect of Jianghu.

Jianghu has its own rules.

Killing for life is justified.

The night sky is still peaceful and peaceful, like a sleeping beauty, it is unbearable to destroy it.

Kunlun Mountain, where the wind and snow are raging, is such a rare good weather.

However, Xian Yutong doesn't like tranquility, he only likes turbulent winds and clouds, because only in troubled times can heroes rise.

If the Huashan faction wants to shock the world, it must break the peace.

Xian Yutong turned his back to Huashan disciples, looked at the night sky, and said leisurely: "Tomorrow morning, disclose the news of Han Chen's appearance to Shaolin Temple..."

In the middle of speaking, his expression turned serious, and he deliberately told, "Remember, do it naturally!"

Although Abbot Kongwen is highly respected, he is only a monk after all, and he would not ask his disciples to inquire about the news. If he does not deliberately let the wind out, he is on Yuxu Peak, so he may not know that Han Chen is coming.

"Master, don't worry, disciple understands!"

The disciple behind him immediately agreed, then turned and left to spread the news.

After these disciples left, only Xian Yutong was left in the other courtyard. Looking at the tranquil night sky, he looked sinister and full of anticipation.

"This is the last night of tranquility, enjoy it!"

After tonight, the sky of Kunlun Mountain will be filled with stormy seas and bloody winds!

The six major sects and Mingjiao, Shaolin Temple and Han Chen, no matter who wins or loses in the end, both sides will suffer.

Two dogs fight, play off!

Xian Yutong is very sure that he will be the one to reap the benefits and become the final winner.

But, can he really get his wish?

In fact, the sect that first learned of Han Chen's arrival was not Xian Yutong's Huashan sect, but Ruyang Palace, Mingjiao, and the host Kunlun sect.

As for the three sects of Kongtong, Wudang, and the Beggars' Gang, they were known after Huashan. The news of Shaolin Temple was blocked and kept in the dark.

The Kongtong faction and Han Chen have never met each other, let alone have any grievances. The five elders of Kongtong and Shaolin have a normal friendship and do not want to intervene in their disputes, so they choose not to help each other, or it is more appropriate to watch the fire from the other side.

Song Yuanqiao is at the helm of the Wudang faction's encirclement and suppression of Mingjiao. .

……

The Beggars' Gang, the largest gang in the world, has many disciples and spreads all over the world.

Three months ago, the leader of the clan, Shi Huolong, retreated to recuperate from his wounds. All major and minor matters in the clan were decided jointly by the elders who passed on the skills, the elders who enforced the law, the leader who held the stick, and the leader who held the bowl.

However, Chen Youliang, the nine-pocket elder of the beggar gang, is clever, resourceful and resourceful. .

Later, Shi Huolong recovered from his injury and left the customs. He entrusted Chen Youliang with a heavy responsibility and relied heavily on him.

This time, Chen Youliang was fully responsible for coming to Kunlun to deal with Mingjiao.

Yuxu Peak, the other courtyard where the Beggar Gang resides.

It was late at night, and the disciples of the Beggar Clan were already sound asleep.

Wearing nine sacks of sackcloth and holding a bamboo stick, Chen Youliang quietly descended the Yuxu Peak. Soon, he came to a snow-covered, secluded mountain depression.

"Master, the disciple has done everything you ordered."

"In addition, there is news that Han Chen, the young head of Emei, has arrived at Kunlun Mountain and is currently staying at the small town inn."

"Master, this Han Chen's sudden appearance brought many variables, will it hinder your plan?"

On the snowy ground, Chen Youliang looked respectful, clasped his fists in both hands, and said with a bow.

Opposite to Chen Youliang, in the gloomy mountain depression, there was a tall old man standing vaguely.

This person was wearing a large black robe, the whole body was wrapped in the black robe, covering his face, only his eyes were exposed, like the blades, his eyes were fierce, and his whole body was restrained.

"Just a Han Chen, it's okay!"

An old and gloomy voice sounded, with a slightly contemptuous tone.

Chapter 046: Cheng Kun, Zhao Min's Strength

The person who spoke was Chen Youliang's master.

Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Cheng Kun!

Cheng Kun had already heard about the grievances between Han Chen and the Shaolin School.

Such a small matter will not affect his layout, so he chooses to ignore Han Chen, or it is more appropriate to despise him.

"Friendship, if you have nothing else to do, you can retire."

"Yes, the disciple retire."

Chen Youliang left.

In the dark mountain col, Cheng Kun was left alone, standing in the shadows.

Raising his head and looking at the Guangmingding, the hatred in Cheng Kun's eyes almost turned into substance, the hatred was overwhelming!

"Yang Dingtian, from the day you took away my beloved, I have sworn a poisonous oath that even if I do my best, I will destroy your Mingjiao!"

Cheng Kun stared at Guangmingding, gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes flashed with poison.

"I have worked so hard for so many years to devote myself to Shaolin under the pseudonym Yuanzhen, just for this day!"

"This day is finally here!"

"Yang Dingtian, you were so invincible back then, but now, your Ming Cult is about to die, it's about to die, hahaha..."

Cheng Kun has worked hard and exhausted all the tricks these years, and now that his dream is about to come true, the joy in his heart is truly indescribable.

The dark night sky is quiet and lofty.

A firework signal suddenly rushed into the sky, extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

"The princess is calling me!"

Cheng Kun frowned, thinking of the Mongolian princess who was as cautious as a fox, he felt a little unhappy, but for the sake of revenge, he had to bear it for the time being.

call out!

Cheng Kun turned into a black shadow and shot into the endless darkness.

……

Kunlun Mountains, Yuzhen Peak.

Yuzhen Peak soars into the clouds, overlooking the overall situation of Yuxu Peak and Guangming Peak, and you can know instantly if there is any disturbance.

The large Mongolian tents were set up on Yuzhen Peak, and they were all Mongolian soldiers coming and going, and there were no shortage of Jianghu masters among them.

"Cheng Kun, I have met the princess."

"The princess summoned me late at night, what orders do I have?"

In an exquisite large tent, Cheng Kun stood in front of Zhao Min, bowed and asked.

Zhao Min was dressed in masculine attire, with long hair tied up, handsome and handsome, sitting in front of the coffee table, drinking tea with ease.

Behind her, the two elders Xuanming are on the left and right, and beside them are Ku Toutuo and other masters. These top masters in the world all stand with their hands down, respecting her extremely.

Hearing Cheng Kun's words, Zhao Min smiled slightly, put down his teacup, and said, "Master Yuanzhen, have you done everything that the princess entrusted to you?"

"The things that the princess told me, the subordinates dare not neglect, they have already been done."

Cheng Kun bent down, clasped his fists with both hands, and continued to say: "Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Kongtong, Huashan, Beggars' Gang, these six sects are all on Kunlun Mountain, and they will launch a fierce attack on Mingjiao soon. It's time for the princess to catch everything."

"Very good!" Zhao Min nodded in satisfaction.

These reckless rivers and lakes are enemies of the Yuan court, and Zhao Min, as the princess of the Ruyang Palace, naturally wants to clear these obstacles.

Only by removing these obstacles can the Yuan court achieve long-term peace and stability and rule forever.

In order to thoroughly rectify these Jianghu sects, she brought in many elite soldiers and generals, and after some careful layout, it can be said that the clothes are seamless.

Zhao Min stared at Cheng Kun in front of him, turned the teacup with jade hands, and asked with a hint of deep meaning: "Master Yuanzhen, there is a saying among you Han people that is 'a teacher for one day, a father for life', I want to ask you , will you be honest with me like a father treats his daughter, without any concealment?"

Hearing Zhao Min's words, Cheng Kun's heart skipped a beat.