Bathpa didn't achieve his goal and was not disappointed. Everything was as he expected.
The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and the eight monks took a few steps forward and lined up.
Everyone present looked at the eight monks. Judging from their strong bodies and protruding temples, they knew that these people were masters of outsiders' training.
"Shameless!"
Although Yu Daiyan's skills have not recovered, his vision is still there, and he can see that these monks are very powerful, so he can't help but curse.
"Master, don't worry, these people can't trouble this disciple."
Baspa wanted to capture him with these monks, so he must have some unknown means. However, Lu Qingyun also had his own arrogance and walked over with a flick of his robe.
The figures of the eight monks moved and surrounded Lu Qingyun.
"It turns out to be the Tantric Bodhi Demon Subduing Formation."
Zhang Sanfeng can be regarded as a living fossil in the martial arts world, which can be judged from the movements of the eight monks' feet and the shape of their formations.
Song Qingshu asked worriedly: "Uncle Taishi, is the Bodhi Demon Subduing Formation powerful?"
"hehe!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled contemptuously.
This Tantric Demon-Subduing Formation is said to be created by the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions, but it is actually adapted from some of the formations circulated by the Shaolin Vajra Demon-Suppressing Formation.
All the Vajra Demon Subduing Formations created by Patriarch Bodhidharma are one of Shaolin’s unique arts.
Surrounded by enemies, it flows like flowing clouds and water when it stops, and when it stops, it is as heavy as a mountain. When it stops, it stops from head to tail, and there are no flaws. It is extremely difficult for the trapped people to break out of the encirclement.
This tantric demon-suppressing formation only has its shape, but not its spirit, which is thousands of miles apart.
Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Sanfeng's contemptuous expression and immediately understood in his heart that this Tantric Demon-Suppressing Formation could not get into his eyes.
Facing a formation attack for the first time, Lu Qingyun had great curiosity in his heart.
Both palms flew, constantly testing.
The eight monks quickly changed their positions. Each time they attacked, the eight of them struck from different directions. After one hit missed, they immediately changed positions.
Lu Qingyun pushed his right palm out from his chest, and attacked Monk Fan in front with a powerful palm force.
Seeing the situation, the eight monks lined up in a row, with both palms pressed against the back of the person in front.
When Lu Qingyun saw this posture, he immediately understood that Fan Seng wanted to concentrate the power of eight people to fight against him.
The palm pushed forward was resolved, Lu Qingyun stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and the cultivation in his body completely exploded.
A huge aura formed around him.
Zhang Sanfeng took a sip of wine with a smile on his face, "Qingshu, watch carefully, the brat is going to do his best."
Song Qingshu breathed in the air-conditioning, feeling horrified.
This is the strength of the late Grandmaster Realm!
Lu Qingyun drew a circle with his left hand and brought his right palm to his chest. His body exuded internal energy that condensed and rotated in front of him, bringing up the gravel and sand on the ground.
A huge dragon head loomed.
The eight monks felt the powerful aura, and they all concentrated and tried their best to transfer the power in their bodies to the first person.
"Kanglong has regrets!"
A dragon roar sounded, and the huge dragon head swallowed Fan Monk.
"open!"
Monk Fan, who was standing at the front, shouted, and the internal force condensed in his palms was pushed out.
"boom!"
There was a shaking between heaven and earth.
Longtou's offensive did not change at all and swallowed up Fan Monk in one go.
The monk at the front disintegrated instantly, and the remaining seven people spurted blood and flew out from the dragon's head.
"Young Master Qingyun has such cultivation at such a young age. It is truly remarkable. This is how we understand the grudge between you and my Sakya sect."
Baspa dusted his sleeves and formed a wall of energy in front of him, blocking all the remaining power of Kang Long Yougui.
His face was neither happy nor angry, as if Fan Seng's defeat was not affected at all. He saluted Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Master Zhang, this young monk will leave Wudang."
Zhang Sanfeng glanced lightly and said, "Forget it this time, Baspa. Don't cross the border of the Central Plains again in the future."
"Why should Master Zhang care about this? There is no difference in the eyes of the young monk, whether it is the Central Plains or the Western Regions."
Baspa smiled, turned around and stepped into the yellow sedan.
The seven monks quickly got up from the ground, lifted the yellow sedan and walked towards the mountain road.
This is the Grand Master!
Come calmly and leave calmly.
Lu Qingyun clenched his fists and looked at the leaving yellow sedan with dagger-like eyes. One day he would take revenge for today!
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Are you very unconvinced?"
"Yes." Lu Qingyun nodded heavily.
"In the martial arts world of the Western Region, Baspa is not the only Grand Master. When you are promoted to the Grand Master of the Earth Realm one day, you can seek revenge from him."
"I will."
Lu Qingyun stretched out his right fist.
At this time, a clear cry came from the mountain road: "Senior Brother Lu!"
Lu Qingyun looked towards the mountain road. Ding Minjun led the Emei disciples and ran quickly towards Zixiao Palace.
"Why are you here?" Lu Qingyun was a little strange.
Ding Minjun came closer, pointing his long sword at the Songshan Sect.
"Three days ago, Songshan sect Ding Mian and Bu Chen led Yue Buqun, Feng Buping, Cheng Buyou, Cong Buqi and Sima Feng to besiege our Emei sect. Our Emei disciples resisted bravely and killed Bu Shen, seriously injuring Cong Buqi. Only then was he able to get out of trouble.”
Lu Qingyun's eyes swept over the Emei disciples, not a single one was lost, and a smile appeared on his face, "You guys did a great job."
Ding Minjun walked up to Lu Qingyun and whispered what happened to Zhou Zhiruo.
Lu Qingyun nodded and glanced at Zhou Zhiruo lightly, "It seems that you have fulfilled the last wish of Master Miejie."
Zhou Zhiruo was shocked. Master Miejie told her that what she had done was very special and it was impossible for a third person to know about it.
But from the look on Lu Qingyun's face, it was obvious that he already knew. Could it be that he overheard the conversation between her and Master Miejie in Wan'an Temple?
Lu Qingyun walked towards the Songshan Sect and stopped ten steps away.
"Zuo Lengchan, you are really good at planning. Are you going to capture the Emei disciples and use them to threaten me?"
"Hmph, the disciples of the Emei Sect wantonly killed the disciples of the Seven Kills Alliance in my Five Mountains Alliance. The Songshan Sect will naturally seek justice for them. If we, the Songshan Sect, want to seek justice, we will naturally do so with great fanfare and will never be secretive. How can you slander us, the Songshan Sect. "
Zuo Lengchan would not admit it for the sake of the Songshan Sect's reputation when he told Ding Mian that he had failed.
"Okay, stop saying these hypocritical words. My Emei disciples are all here. If you, the Songshan sect, want to seek justice, come here."
After Lu Qingyun finished speaking, the Emei disciples behind him all drew out their long swords.
Zuo Lengchan's mouth showed disdain. As far as the cultivation of the Emei disciples is concerned, not to mention the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Songshan Sect alone can easily handle them.
But now in Wudang Mountain, and under Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, it is impossible to start a fight between sects.
Zuo Lengchan had a plan in mind.
The head of the Western Sect of the Five Sacred Sword Sects of Zhonghuashan, Hengshan, Taishan, and Hengshan is the weakest and is at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, while only Lu Qingyun is the Grandmaster in Emei.
Using five formations to determine victory or defeat, the Five Mountains Sword Sect will win without losing.
If Lu Qingyun doesn't agree, then they will attack him in groups, and Zhang Sanfeng will have nothing to say.
"Lu Qingyun, why don't you and I send out five people each to decide the outcome? If our Wuyue Sword Sect loses, it will be disbanded, and I, Zuo Lengchan, will abolish my martial arts. If you lose, Emei will be disbanded and you will abolish your cultivation."
Everyone looked in disbelief. They didn't expect Zuo Lengchan to bet so big.
But after thinking about it for a while, you can understand the mystery inside.
