Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

"ah!"

One wrong move revealed a flaw, and immediately the white-browed Eagle King was pierced with five long swords in his chest and abdomen, passing through his body neatly.

The heart-wrenching pain aroused fury in his heart, and Yin Tianzheng's true energy in his body shattered the five long swords in front of him with a bang, and even shocked Song Yuanqiao's five people so that they couldn't help but fly away, staggering back.

Yin Tianzheng was so excited by his own true energy that his white beard and hair were shaking and dancing wildly. Without saying a word, he stared fiercely at Song Yuanqiao and the five of them, with fierce demonic power!

Song Qingshu glanced at the formation, seeing Song Yuanqiao's five people win, he was overjoyed immediately.

Knowing that the white-browed Eagle King looked even more fierce after being injured, it was really just a powerful force, and he was afraid that even if he went up at this time, he would be able to kill the old devil with a single sword.

But when Song Qingshu was about to step forward to take this great opportunity to become famous, he was stopped by Song Yuanqiao.

"father?……"

Song Qingshu looked at Song Yuanqiao in puzzlement. Song Yuanqiao didn't know what his son meant, so he stared and scolded loudly.

"Our five-to-one victory is already invincible, and the Wudang faction must never do things that take advantage of others' danger!"

When it came to the last few words, although Song Yuanqiao's voice was getting lower and lower, his tone was more formidable, and it was not even like a normal father-son conversation.

Seeing his father scolding him severely, Song Qingshu didn't speak anymore, he knew that his father's views and demands on him had changed since Zhang Wuji's death, and he became more and more severe.

"Ho!"

Yin Tianzheng pulled out the five broken swords from his chest one by one, Wei Yixiao looked at it and hurried forward to help Yin Tianzheng's acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, and gave him a weak hand from behind.

Song Yuanqiao looked around for a week, and felt that Mingjiao was doomed, and it was time to end this chaotic war, so he shouted to stop.

"stop!"

Once the headmaster spoke, the Wudang disciples naturally obeyed, and the other five sects also stopped fighting when Wudang ceased fighting.

The remnants of the Ming Cult got a chance to breathe, and hurriedly retreated to protect Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao.

"What? You don't fight at Wudang anymore, my Huashan faction fights! I will take care of all these useless people!"

The Huashan elders, dressed in red cross white clothes, jumped out and pointed their swords at the Mingjiao people, with an arrogant and vicious look on their faces.

"Unexpectedly, today I, the white-browed eagle king Huluo Pingyang, was bullied by dogs..."

Seeing the rampant appearance of these two people, Yin Tian was agitated and agitated, affecting the injury, and couldn't help but feel weaker than before.

"Old ghost, we will fight side by side today to protect the teaching with death!"

The Blue Winged Bat King looked at the two jumping clowns in front of him, and his lips trembled in anger.

In the first battle, these two villains only dared to find some common disciples to fight each other. When he saw them from a distance, they quickly ran away, but after he was wounded after a long battle, he pursued him with a sword and wanted to take the other's head.

Now even pointing and scolding in person face to face, it's really deceiving people too much!

Although Juejue didn't have the Yitian sword in his hand, his domineering appearance remained undiminished.

"Today, the Devil's Cult has been defeated, what a joy!"

"Zhiruo, bring your disciples forward and extinguish for me the sacred flame that they claim is never extinguished!"

Zhou Zhiruo was about to draw his sword and lead others forward, but was stopped by Shaolin Kongzhi.

"White-browed Eagle King, I think you are a master of a generation. You created your own Eagle Claw Kung Fu, which is as famous as my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. To prevent the corpse from being torn apart and humiliated, kill yourself!"

Yin Tian was looking around the main altar hall in front of him, almost every place was stained with the blood of the congregation, and corpses were everywhere.

Feeling that he was powerless, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and raised his eagle claws to grab his head.

"Eagle King, wait a minute!"

The powerful and resonant voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and everyone from the six major sects couldn't help but turned their heads to look for it. The owner of this voice might have quite good internal strength.

At this time, the strong wind suddenly picked up the dust, blurring the sight of the people of the six major factions, everyone hurriedly waved their sleeves to disperse them, and at the same time, they were wary of a possible sneak attack by a powerful enemy.

The masters with relatively advanced martial arts seemed to feel a ray of breeze passing by, but when they realized it, the person had already gone away.

The smoke and dust dissipated completely, and suddenly there was a figure between the six major sects and Mingjiao, with a tiger's back and a monkey's waist, and it was extremely tall.

Looking up, immediately a powerful and domineering aura swept over his face!

The figure in the field threw the monk he was carrying on the ground casually, raised his hands and cupped his fists and shouted: "All heroes, please stop for a while and listen to me."

The sound was as loud as a bell, spreading throughout the hall, shaking the dust on the ground.

"Who are you? Do you know that everyone here is a famous senior in martial arts today, so it's your turn to speak!"

After seeing clearly that he was only a tall man in his late twenties, Song Qingshu, who was suffocated in his heart, seemed to have found a vent. He raised his sword and pointed at the figures in the field, and asked loudly.

"Qing Shu mustn't be rude, hurry up and apologize to this gentleman!"

Song Yuanqiao waved his hands to stop him, looking at the big man in front of him, with deep fear flashing in his eyes, he didn't know that the breeze around him just now was the big man in front of him passing by.

After passing by, people realized that if this person had just slapped him in the face with a protruding palm, would he still be standing here alive at this moment!

Leaving aside other things for the time being, this lightness alone is enough to disdain everyone in the world.

Being reprimanded by Song Yuanqiao again, Song Qingshu glanced around angrily, and found that none of the elders of the major sects agreed with him, and all of them were staring at the man.

Feeling that things were different, this person might be very difficult to provoke, after several internal struggles, Song Qingshu blushed and was about to apologize in front of everyone.

But who would have thought that man laughed and waved his hands, showing that I am bold and that my lord has a lot of things that I don't care about with you, and he choked back the words that were already on his lips.

"It's okay, it's okay, I was rude."

The big man didn't pay any attention to him after that, and he immediately threw two fists at the six major sects and the remnants of Mingjiao.

"Boy Li Xiu, a nameless man in the mountains and fields, today I just want to persuade everyone to stop fighting, don't fall into the trap of self-destruction, and let the people of the Mongolian Yuan court see the joke in vain!"

"I don't know what this gentleman means? Why did he get involved with the court again?"

Zhou Zhiruo stood forward, frowned sideways, and asked softly and charmingly.

The man stepped down, turned the fainted monk who was lying on the ground over, revealed his face, pointed at him and shouted in pain.

"Today's heroes are fighting each other with swords and soldiers, but it's actually all because of this criminal who deserves to die for defecting to the imperial court and secretly sowing relations between various factions and Mingjiao!"

The rest of the people are still fine, but the faces of the Shaolin people changed, and they recognized the disabled monk on the ground.

Immediately, an enraged person jumped out from behind Shaolin.

"The dog thief is so daring! How dare you injure and slander my Uncle Yuanzhen, so I will let you taste the strength of my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!"

Yuanyin stood still, and after a yell, he pierced his dragon's claws and grabbed the big man fiercely, and he couldn't leave his vital features.

The big man didn't seem to want to make a move, but he stepped back frequently and raised his hand to block it. When he was really helpless, he let out a loud shout and burst out his whole body to push Yuanyin back step by step.

"Masters of Shaolin, if I win by chance, can you calm down and listen to me explain the whole story!"

Taking advantage of the gap, the big man shouted and asked in the direction of Shaolin.