Ming Cult defeated!
“Demon Sect, today is your day of death!”
Suicide took a step forward and gave a cold scolding.
She didn’t dare to provoke Zhang Yang, but she pushed all the charges on Ming Jiao’s head. Now is a good opportunity for her to vent her anger that has been in her heart for a few months.
Yang Xiao smiled lightly: “Dead, the last time I heard this sentence was ten years ago, now ten years later, our holy religion is still good, what can you do?”
Zong Weixia took a step forward and said sarcastically, “Yang Xiao, you are still the temporary leader of the Demon Sect. You can’t even manage your own people, and your subordinates are gone. How dare you say such a thing?”
Yang Xiao’s expression changed slightly. This was indeed the pain point in his heart. There was no one available in the Holy Religion, there was a shortage of masters, and there were few followers at the bottom. How could he have the confidence to say such a thing.
“The enemy is now, don’t be distracted.”
Yin Tianzheng saw that Yang Xiao was restless and reminded in a low voice.
Yang Xiao regained his senses and said calmly, “Why don’t I have the confidence? As long as we can beat up your sanctimonious hypocrites, it will be worth it no matter how much we pay.”
Kong Wen said loudly: “Master Yang Xiao, your sins are so heavy, you might as well disarm yourself and return to the temple with Lao Na to devote yourself to cultivating Buddhahood, and repay the remaining sins.”
Yang Xiao laughed and scolded: “Among this group of hypocrites, what I admire most is you bald donkeys. You have done all the bad things, and you are still alive and dead to ask others to atone for their sins. You really don’t know how many things you have done wrong?”
Kong Wen shook his head: “Donor, you are too hostile.”
Yang Xiao looked at the group of people coldly, gritted his teeth and said, “Today, your six major factions surrounded our holy religion, which shows how shameless you are. It is your characteristic to bully more and less.”
“Yang Xiao, don’t be so quick with your tongue, you will definitely splatter three feet of blood today!”
Song Yuanqiao held a long sword in his hand and scolded coldly.
Yang Xiao squinted his eyes and said with a smile, “It turned out to be Daxia Song. You shouldn’t forget who was the one who made your fifth child commit suicide.”
Song Yuanqiao’s complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly recalled some bad scenes. He looked at Shaolin Emei and suddenly felt a little unhappy in it.
“Humph.”
With a cold snort, Song Yuanqiao stopped talking.
“Yang Xiao, let your tongue bloom with lotus flowers, you have to explain it here today.”
The tall and short old man sneered again and again.
“Oh, the tall and short old man of Huashan School”
Yang Xiao looked sarcastic: “I heard that the two of you are Xian Yutong’s uncle, why, is Xian Yutong dead and can’t appear?”
The old man’s expression changed, and his expression was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten political flies.
As Yang Xiao said, Xian Yutong is indeed dead, so the talents of their generation have to go out and support the Huashan faction, while waiting for the next generation to grow up.
However, Xian Yutong’s death and the loss of the six major factions have always been the pain in their hearts. Everyone consciously never mentioned it again. Now that Yang Xiao has pointed it out in front of the world’s martial arts, where is their face? “Yang Xiao, let us take care of you.
Having said that, the tall and short old man rushed towards Yang Xiao, intending to seal Yang Huidao’s mouth with a fight.
The two elders, tall and short, used a single sword and a long sword, and attacked Yang Xiao on two sides.
Yin Tian is about to stand up, what can they do to me?”
“Boy is arrogant!”
The two rushed to Yang Xiao’s body
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On the side, with a sword from the left and a sword from the right, a sword, light and sword shadow suddenly surrounded Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao smiled mysteriously, his body shook suddenly, and he instantly changed positions with the old man.
When the tall and short old man saw that the two swords were about to collide, he retracted his strength in time to avoid damage to the two, while the tall old man was about to collide.However, the man didn’t avoid Yang Xiao’s magical powers, and a burst of energy hit the sea of ​​​​qi, and he groaned suddenly.
The two retreated, the short old man supported the tall old man, and said with a vigilant expression: “Be careful, this martial arts is a bit strange.”
Yang Xiao laughed and said proudly, “Maybe you don’t know that I can make a big move.”
The Great Movement of Qiankun made everyone’s expressions change. Although this martial art is powerful, it is very evil. So far, no one in the martial arts has been able to practice this martial art, so it can be seen how difficult and terrifying this martial art is.
However, the dwarf old man rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and said, “The Great Movement of Heaven and Earth is a secret technique not passed down by your demon sect, even if you know it, you are only half-baked.”
Yang Xiao’s expression did not change, but his heart was suddenly shocked. He had only cultivated to the second level, and as long as the enemy took a little precaution, he would be able to deal with it.
The tall and short old man stepped back temporarily, this time it was the one who came up Kongtong.
“Old man Zong Weixia, I will kill you, the remnant of the demon sect, here today!”
Saying that, Zong Weixia rushed forward and shouted suddenly, “Seven wounded fist!”
Boom! The Seven Injury Fist transformed into countless fists and hit Yang Xiao’s body. The latter immediately used the Qiankun Great Shift, but because he couldn’t cultivate at home, he could only move a few acupoints, and he was still seriously injured by the Seven Injury Fist.
“Pfft!”
Yang Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.
Zong Weixia also snorted and said with a sneer, “Look how brave you are!”
Having said that, Zong Weixia retreated.
The one who came up again was Shitai Jue from the Emei faction! Yang Xiao’s face was ugly, what he was most worried about was still here, the people of these six factions really wanted to use the wheel battle to deal with them.
What should I do? Yin Tianzheng stood up and said indifferently, “Sect Master, go and rest first, I will take over here.”
Yang Xiao nodded and saw Yin Tianzheng sternly: “Old witch, this old man wants to see if there is no Yitian Sword, what are you!”
Mie Xie raised his eyebrows coldly, and the two suddenly bumped into each other. They fought for dozens of rounds. Got a draw.
At this time, several people from Wudang stood up again, obviously not wanting to fight one-on-one.
The blue-winged bat king frowned and sighed: “I’ll delay for a while, you guys should quickly recover your strength.”
Yang Xiao nodded and looked at the group of people behind the six major factions. Among them, there were still many experts who had not yet dispatched. Seeing this, his heart twitched, and his heart fell silent.
This is simply a war that cannot be won.
Immediately, Yang Xiao shouted, “There is no joy in life and no fear in death!”
The crowd followed his voice: “There is no joy in life and no fear in death!”
Song Yuanqiao had a panoramic view of all this, and said indifferently, “If you are alone, then your demon sect will have one less guardian guardian!”
“Wudang Sword Formation, kill!”
Song Yuanqiao and several people went into battle together, and set up a Wudang sword formation to surround Wei Yixiao in the middle.
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