"If the white clothes are not removed, the law of heaven will not tolerate it!"
"If the gun god is not dead, humans and gods will be angry!"
The other sects also responded and shouted into the night sky.
The young people who had been punished by Qin Xiu had already joined in the condemnation, and the crowd was excited for a while. Some people who didn't know really thought that Qin Xiu had done something unscrupulous to arouse the public's anger like this.
"Master Fang Zheng, this is wrong!"
Suddenly, Liu Zhengfeng jumped onto the high platform and refuted Master Fang Zheng face to face.
Master Fang Zheng saw this and sneered:
"I thought who was coming, but it turned out to be Liu Zhengfeng, the new leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect. Humph, forget it, you colluded with the demon sect elder Qu Yang, but now you dare to speak for the gun god in white. You are really unrepentant!"
After speaking, he suddenly ordered to surround Liu Zhengfeng.
Jinguang Temple is full of Buddhist masters. After hearing Master Fang Zheng's order, Shaolin disciples rushed out and surrounded Liu Zhengfeng, waiting for the order to start killing him.
"Master Fang Zheng, Mr. Liu is not here to fight. I just want to tell you that since the Gunslinger debuted, he has killed either shameless people or despicable villains,"
"He did not kill a good man by mistake. It is definitely not a just act for Shaolin to attack the Gunslinger so loudly. It would be better to stop as soon as possible."
Liu Zhengfeng speaks righteously and honestly.
Master Fang Zheng was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and shouted:
"Liu Zhengfeng, since you are here, don't even think about leaving."
"Take action!"
Master Fang Zheng gave the order decisively.
After hearing the order, those Shaolin disciples immediately rushed towards Liu Zhengfeng.
Qin Xiu killed Kongwen, Sandu and others. The Shaolin disciples hated him deeply and knew that Liu Zhengfeng was his subordinate, so they would not hold back.
"Do you really think Liu is afraid of you? Humph!"
Liu Zhengfeng was not someone to be trifled with. He took the Fengwei Qin he had with him and started playing Tianlong Bayin.
Ding dong!
Buzz!
His fingers quickly plucked the strings, and invisible sound waves flew towards the Shaolin disciples.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The bodies of the Shaolin disciples who rushed towards him were torn apart.
"Tianlong Bayin!"
"Eight tones penetrate the heart!"
Seeing Liu Zhengfeng's terrifying sound wave skills, the onlookers all gasped.
It is also an eight-note heart-piercing song. Compared with when he washed his hands in the golden basin, Liu Zhengfeng is much more powerful now. In just the blink of an eye, the arena was filled with corpses, and all Shaolin disciples died.
But after all, he has not yet reached the Great Consummation, otherwise the people who were killed would have fallen to the ground unscathed instead of being torn apart and died.
"How dare you kill my Shaolin disciple!"
Master Fang Zheng's King Kong eyes were filled with anger and anger.
Liu Zhengfeng snorted coldly and shouted:
"Master Fang Zheng, you were the one who wanted to kill me first, I was just acting in self-defense."
"Build an array of eighteen bronze men!"
Master Fang Zheng ordered angrily.
He knew that Liu Zhengfeng had good martial arts skills and was proficient in the eight tones of heaven and dragon, but Shaolin's Eighteen Bronze Man Formation and the monks each with bronze heads and bones would not have a problem in capturing him alive. At that time, the gun god in white would be forced to appear.
"Eighteen Bronze Men Formation?"
Liu Zhengfeng couldn't help but retreated.
But seeing the bright moon in the sky, eighteen burly warrior monks jumped up to the ring with sticks in their hands. Their skins were all bronze and shining with golden light, like golden men. They started to hit Liu Zhengfeng with their sticks.
Liu Zhengfeng immediately played eight notes to pass through the heart.
The eighteenth bronze man was attacked by the sound wave, and his face suddenly became painful, but he did not fall down. He could still lift the stick to kill. The stick technique was so fierce that it could crack monuments and rocks with amazing power.
After a few breaths.
Liu Zhengfeng fell into a disadvantage and was besieged by the Eighteen Bronze Men. He was about to be beaten to death.
唰唰唰……
The sound of swords being drawn echoed through the night sky.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang jumped onto the ring, rescued Liu Zhengfeng, and fought fiercely with the Eighteen Bronze Men.
Liu Zhengfeng said gratefully:
"Thank you to the knights for coming to the rescue!"
"Mr. Liu, you don't have to be polite. The Gunslinger is my honorary master of Wudang. These monks are slandering him here. We, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, cannot ignore it!"
Song Yuanqiao is full of energy and authenticity.
Liu Zhengfeng nodded repeatedly when he heard this. He saw that the swordsmanship of the Wudang Seven Heroes was vaguely self-contained and exquisite sword formations, which were extremely powerful. The Eighteen Bronze Man was beaten in agony, and he thought to himself that Wudang can be as famous as Shaolin, and they really have real skills.
"Is this...the Seventh Formation of Zhenwu?!"
Master Fang Zheng frowned immediately when he saw this.
He had heard the name of this formation a long time ago, and when he saw it today, it was really something special. He knew that although the Eighteen Bronze Men were strong, they were far inferior to the Zhenwu Seventh Formation, and now there were casualties.
But if he wanted to break through the Seven Zhenwu Formation, he asked himself that his skill was not enough.
In desperation, he faced the Golden Light Temple and said respectfully:
"Master Fanzhai, the Wudang sect is massacring my Buddhist disciples with their powerful sword array. I beg Master Fanzhai to lend a helping hand to deter the evil spirits and promote my Buddhist power!"
"Master of Brahma Palace?"
Song Yuanqiao was shocked when he heard this.
Could it be that he was from the Tang Empire? She actually came to Daqin? Now it's bad.
I heard a quiet voice coming from Jinguang Temple:
"Junior Brother Fang Zheng, the power of Wudang Mountain's Seven Zhenwu Formation cannot be underestimated. Please ask your disciples to retreat for the time being. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. I will send my disciples to subdue him."
The voice is elegant, ethereal and lofty.
The heroes recognized that the speaker was in Jinguang Temple, but he only spoke softly and his voice was transmitted to the riverside, which shows how extremely accomplished his internal skills are.
"Yes, Master."
Master Fang Zheng put his hands together.
At his order, the Eighteen Bronzemen were injured and evacuated.
Song Yuanqiao originally wanted to catch up and eliminate the root cause, but when he thought about the relationship between Wudang and Shaolin, and that his mentor was from the Shaolin Temple, he was not so cruel and allowed the Eighteen Bronze Man to escape.
"Listen, people of the Wudang Sect, if you collude with the gun god in white, you will not end well. You will soon know how powerful my Buddhist sect is."
Master Fang Zheng backed away slowly and looked at Song Yuanqiao indifferently.
Song Yuanqiao said in his heart that the longer this demon-killing conference is held, the more detrimental it will be to the reputation of the Gunslinger. He will try his best to destroy the Golden Light Temple tonight.
Groan! !
Suddenly, a loud dragon roar exploded in Jinguang Temple.
"Junior brothers, be careful."
"Eldest brother, be careful too."
The Seven Heroes of Wudang, headed by Song Yuanqiao, all held their breath and concentrated on hearing the dragon's roar, and were on full alert. The three-foot green blades in their hands were glowing with cold light, ready to welcome the second round of fighting.
But see the bright moon below.
A gleaming sword light like a rainbow,
Flying out from the Jinguang Temple, following a mysterious and unpredictable trajectory, he arrived in front of the Seven Heroes of Wudang in an instant.
"Set up the formation!"
"defense!"
Under the bright moon, Song Yuanqiao shouted.
The Seven Wudang Heroes worked together and saw the fierceness of the flickering sword light. The Seven Zhenwu Arrays deployed their defensive form, and the seven sword lights almost turned into a substantial light shield.
boom!
The gleaming sword light bombarded the light shield, and the light shield collapsed in trembling.
Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation is originally an extremely powerful sword formation.
However, Yu Daiyan has just recovered from a long illness, and his cultivation level is mediocre, which is holding him back. It is okay to deal with the Eighteenth Bronze Man, but it will not be possible once he encounters a truly peerless powerhouse.
