"Boom!" The six sword techniques and the smoke exploded instantly, making a loud noise.
The incense stick in front of Jiumozhi was cut off at the waist, and Zen Master Kurong's sword energy penetrated his shoulder, forcing him to take several steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Except for Zen Master Kurong, the other five people in Tianlong Temple all took three steps back.
After Jiumozhi stopped bleeding, he showed a mocking expression.
"What the young monk wants to learn is the Six Meridians Divine Sword, not the Six Meridians Sword Formation."
"I didn't expect that the world-famous Six Meridians Divine Sword would be so famous."
Abbot Benyin took a step forward and said, "Whether it's the Six Meridians Divine Sword or the Six Meridians Sword Formation, as long as it can repel King Ming."
Jiumozhi's anger surged, "The young monk really didn't expect that all the senior monks in Tianlong Temple would also become talkative people."
"It seems that King Ming wants to compete again?" Zen Master Kurong said.
"It's just what I want, young monk. Zen Master Kurong, please give me some advice!"
Jiumozhi said and took action with the flame knife, and the black smoke attacked Ku Rong.
Ku Rong Shaoyang sword took action and connected with the flame knife.
There are several different levels of internal energy in this flame knife, which are strangled together with the Shaoyang Sword. Kurong suddenly feels something bad and quickly uses the Shaoshang Sword to resist.
It was still difficult for Shaoyang Shaoshang to resist the attack of the flame knife at the same time, and he knew in his heart that he was no match.
Jiumozhi's display of skill far exceeded his expectations.
The six of them might not be able to do anything to Jiumozhi even with their full strength. If he tried with all his strength, the six of them might not be able to stop him.
"Zen Master Kurong, why should you and I fight to the death? As long as you agree to give the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword to the young monk for a look."
A proud smile appeared on Jiumozhi's face.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyun had no choice but to take action. Shang Yang and Guan Chong took action with their sword skills and strangled them with the flame knife.
Jiumozhi was shocked.
Unexpectedly, the dude he mistook for Duan was actually a master-level master.
With the help of Ku Rong, the pressure doubled.
Xidao swordsmanship and the flame knife were strangled together, and they were inseparable.
Jiumozhi thought in his mind that although he had some remaining strength, the other five monks of Tianlong Temple had not yet taken action. If he fought against those six monks alone, he still had a chance of winning.
But with the Duan family descendant, he has no chance of winning against seven people alone. If he is not careful, he may defeat Tianlong Temple.
Jiumozhi had no intention of risking his life, so he suddenly escaped from the battle.
"The young monk is blind, the young master doesn't show his real face, dare I ask the young master his surname?"
"The king of Ming Dynasty praised Duan Yu of Duan clan in Dali."
In this situation, Lu Qingyun could only use Duan Yu's name, otherwise Zen Master Kurong and all the monks would lose face.
"Young Master Duan is truly a genius. He has entered the Grand Master realm at a young age. The prosperity of the Duan family is just around the corner."
A smile appeared on Ku Rong's wrinkled face. He looked at Lu Qingyun aside and asked in a low voice, "Have you memorized all the formulas of the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"
"Remember everything." Lu Qingyun whispered in Ku Rong's ear.
Kurong nodded with satisfaction, and Shaoshang pointed his sword at the wooden box beside him.
There was an explosion, and the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual was reduced to ashes.
"Zen Master Kurong, why are you doing this!" Jiumozhi's heart was as sharp as a knife.
Zen Master Kurong showed a relaxed look on his face, "All disputes are caused by this sword manual. If you destroy it today, the disputes will disappear."
Jiumozhi's eyes wandered.
The sword manual has been destroyed, and there is nothing that can be done, but Duan Yu, who is beside Ku Rong, can use two kinds of sword techniques, and he can also use other Western sword techniques.
As long as you hold Duan Yu, you can naturally obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword Manual.
Thinking of this, Jiumozhi pointed his toes at Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun's mind was like lightning, and he understood immediately, and shot out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms instantly.
Jiumozhi knew the top martial arts in the Central Plains very well, and he was surprised that Duan Yu had learned the secret that was not passed down by the Beggar Clan, and he was very happy.
As long as Duan Yu is captured, he will have another top-notch skill.
Relying on his profound skills, he used Shaolin's special skill of begging palm to strike a blow with Lu Qingyun.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were extremely powerful. Lu Qingyun was limited by his lack of skill and was knocked back several steps.
Jiumozhi used Shaolin's unique skill of dragon claw to grab it again.
Lu Qingyun changed his palms into claws, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws grabbed at him.
The Shaolin Dragon Claw is strong and fierce, and it is in perfect harmony with the vicious Jiuyin White Bone Claw.
Jiumozhi was very surprised that this 'Duan Yu' could actually master a variety of peerless martial arts at such a young age.
He wanted to find out what was going on, so he didn't rely on his profound skills to suppress it.
The two men fought equally and brilliantly.
The top skills displayed by Lu Qingyun made everyone in Kurong widen their eyes in shock.
Jiumozhi changed into a powerful Vajra Palm and slapped Lu Qingyun.
"Master Duan, are there any other palm techniques that can rival this?"
In terms of top-notch skills, Jiumozhi has countless skills, and he doesn't believe that Lu Qingyun has any palm skills that can rival them.
"Just try and you will find out."
Since Jiumozhi didn't use his internal strength to suppress him, Lu Qingyun became eager to win.
Although there were not many top-level techniques, there were still some, and the Great Nine Heavens Hands were used.
"What a guy! Mingjiao Yang Dingtian's Great Nine Heavens Hand knows it!" Jiumozhi secretly smacked his tongue.
He knew in his heart that he relied on the assistance of Xiao Wuxiang Gong to know so many stunts, and he did not truly learn them.
The Duan Yu in front of him has learned through actual practice. It is really scary to know so many palm techniques at such a young age.
Jiumozhi no longer suppressed his internal strength, and after ten moves, he suppressed Lu Qingyun.
With one powerful move, he grabbed Lu Qingyun's wrist with his right hand, "Master Duan, the young monk has been offended!"
Lu Qingyun's left hand was buckled, and his right hand grabbed Jiumozhi's arm, using the Beiming Divine Skill to absorb the power.
Jiumozhi was shocked, feeling the inner strength continuously draining from his arms, and quickly shook Lu Qingyun away, "I didn't expect Mr. Duan to be the descendant of Xingxiu Sea."
Lu Qingyun retreated to Zen Master Kurong, with disdain on his lips, "How can a vile old monster like Xingxiu deserve to be my master!"
"Who is that master?" Jiumozhi became curious and asked.
"I am a disciple of Yu Daiyan of the Wudang Sect, and Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren are my great masters!"
"I see."
Zhang Sanfeng was so famous that even people in Tibet who were far away from the Central Plains had heard of him.
Seeing that everyone in Tianlong Temple was blocking Lu Qingyun behind them, they gave up the idea of arresting him and asking him about his skills, and turned to look at Duan Zhengming.
There are only five monks with advanced cultivation in Tianlong Temple. The sixth monk who suddenly appeared with good cultivation must be the patriarch of the Duan clan.
Jiumozhi saluted Duan Zhengming, "Are you the patriarch of the Duan Zhengming clan?"
"Exactly, I wonder what happened to King Ming?"
Duan Zhengming felt strange. He had no contact with Jiumozhi. What was the reason for his behavior?
"The Yuan people were brutal, and the Central Plains was raging with war. I, the leader of the Tubo Kingdom, a heroic generation, am willing to join forces with the Duan family to fight against the Yuan people, overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan people, and help the Duan family in Dali restore their country."
"I'm afraid that King Ming has found the wrong person. How can the Duan family join forces with Tubo without soldiers and power?"
"Clan leader, don't belittle yourself. The Duan family has a profound background. As long as they rise up, they will definitely respond to their call. When you and I join forces to fight against the enemy, the Yuan people will definitely flee without a fight."
Now, under the leadership of Mingjiao, various rebel armies in the Central Plains have risen up one after another. The Yuan Dynasty court is busy trying to quell the chaos in the west, and has lost control of all ethnic groups.
In the north, Yelu Hongji established the Liao Kingdom to compete with the Yuan people, and in the west, Tubo became its independent king.
The Duan clan has reached an agreement with the various clans in Dali, and will only wait for the time to establish itself as king.
It was just a matter of life and death for the entire Duan clan. Duan Zhengming did not dare to agree easily. Just when he was about to refuse, a cold snort came from the distance.
"Hmph, a bunch of clowns dare to plot a rebellion!"
Everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, and there was a man wearing a black mask and a black robe standing on the wall.
