Ding Chunqiu knew he couldn't escape, so he had no choice but to turn around and fight for his life.
All the zhenqi in the body gathered together again and beat Lu Qingyun crazily.
Lu Qingyun was not afraid and held hands with Ding Chunqiu.
"Die!"
"Old Monster Ding, go ahead!"
They both drank loudly at the same time.
Ding Chunqiu's eyes were red as he frantically pushed the energy in his body towards Lu Qingyun!
Lu Qingyun's cultivation level was higher, and the purified Jiuyang Qi became more domineering, first shattering Ding Chunqiu's internal organs.
Ding Chunqiu's eyes widened, blood seeping from the corners of his eyes.
"Master, my disciple has avenged you!"
Lu Qingyun cut off Ding Chunqiu's head with a knife, tore open his clothes and wrapped them up, and then shouted loudly. "Bat King, put it away for me."
"Don't worry, Mr. Qingyun, it will never be lost."
Wei Yixiao flew into the air like a big bat and caught Ding Chunqiu's head.
Lu Qingyun flashed towards Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai was shocked. The strength of Xingxiu Old Immortal was defeated by Lu Qingyun. She was no match even in her prime.
Countless embroidery needles were shot out from both sleeves indiscriminately, and the person was also shot out.
"Hmph! A demon who practices the Sunflower Book."
Zhang Sanfeng raised a finger, and Dongfang Bubai's whole body exploded into a pool of blood mist.
Baspa did not stop him, but looked at Zhang Sanfeng with all his vigilance.
"Baspa, the old Taoist said in Wudang Mountain, next time the Central Plains appears, don't go back."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Baspa with a calm expression.
"Zhang Sanfeng, you are really domineering."
"Haha, the old man is overbearing, what can you do to me!"
Zhang Sanfeng took the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a sip, stroking his beard, "Baspa, do you think you can fight with the old Taoist after entering the earth realm? You are too naive!"
"Hmph, Zhang Sanfeng, you and I are both great masters of the Earth Realm. What can you do to me?"
Baspa rose into the air and stood opposite Zhang Sanfeng, raising his head proudly.
Seeing such a good situation, Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao quickly waved his hand and ordered, and the disciples of the Huashan Sect, Hengshan Sect and Mingjiao launched another fierce attack.
The battle entered the final stage, and the appearance of Zhang Sanfeng changed the entire battle situation.
The Mongolian army could no longer resist and fled towards the outside of Shaoshi Mountain.
Yu Qingzi and Yu Yinzi from the Taishan sect, Yu Canghai from the Qingcheng sect, Guo Sanhong from the Shenquan sect and others also knew that the situation was over and hurriedly fled out of the mountain.
But how could Lu Qingyun let these shameless villains go? His figure flashed and blocked the way.
"You Mongolian dogs also want to leave like this?"
Yuyinzi waved her hands and said: "Master Lu, Zhao Min, the devil, has poisoned us all, and there is nothing we can do."
"Yes, Mr. Lu, you have a lot, please spare us."
Yu Qingzi from Taishan Sect, Yu Canghai from Qingcheng Sect, Guo Sanhong from Shenquan Sect and others all spoke in unison.
"Then the brothers from Mingjiao, Hengshan, and Huashan who died in your hands deserve to die?"
Zhang Wuji yelled angrily.
Yang Xiao led the remaining 300 people to surround them.
The disciples of Taishan, Qingcheng, and Shenquan Sect all gave up resistance and stood honestly in the middle, hoping that the three sects would be merciful and spare them.
"Since you have become the Mongols' dog, there is only one end, and that is death!"
"kill!"
Lu Qingyun's Six Meridians Divine Sword fired continuously, Yu Qingzi, Yu Yinzi, Yu Canghai, and Shenquanmen Guo Sanhong were all beaten into honeycombs.
People from Mingjiao, Hengshan, and Huashan began to strangle these traitors like wolves among sheep.
Half an hour later, all the traitors were hanged.
After the siege was resolved, Lu Qingyun glanced at the two people confronting each other in mid-air, and whispered to Zhang Wuji: "Take them away quickly, it's very dangerous here."
"Where are you, Junior Brother Qingyun?" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but ask.
Lu Qingyun stared closely at Baspa in mid-air. He had to avenge the two palms, "I will stay here."
Lu Qingyun stared closely at Baspa in mid-air. He had to avenge the hatred of the two palms.
Zhang Wuji nodded. He was not as dashing as Lu Qingyun. The disciples of the Ming Cult suffered heavy casualties. As the leader, he must be with these disciples.
"Junior brother Qingyun, please take care of yourself, Wuji takes the first step."
Ning Zhong waited until Zhang Wuji left and came to Lu Qingyun's side, with some reluctance in his eyes.
"Brother Lu, I'm going back to Huashan first. You...if you have time, come to Huashan."
Lu Qingyun smiled and said, "Leave quickly, it will be very dangerous here soon."
For a moment, only Lu Qingyun was left at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
The night gradually dissipated, and the sky became white.
Shaoshi Mountain has returned to its former tranquility.
Lu Qingyun raised his head and looked into the air.
Before long, this place will become the center of the war.
Taking a deep breath, an endless fighting spirit ignited in my heart.
He is determined to continue practicing, continuously improve his strength, and step over the threshold of the Grand Master, so that he can change from a spectator to a participant.
In the Shaolin sect, Xuanci looked nervously at Baspa and Zhang Sanfeng in mid-air, and kept fiddling with the beads with his fingers.
The Grand Master's combat destructive power is simply too powerful.
Whether the thousand-year-old Shaolin can survive this war is still unknown.
"Baspa, if you don't take action, the old master will take action."
Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath, and the pressure emanating from his body grew stronger and stronger.
The oil-stained monk's robe was bulging.
In front of him, two yin-yang fish, one black and one white, appeared in the Gang Qi, chasing each other.
The Yin Yang Fish chased faster and faster, and the air in the Western Zhou Dynasty seemed to be sucked out, forming a huge Tai Chi Bagua pattern.
Lu Qingyun stood below, his scalp numb. This was the first time he saw Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng actually take action.
Baspa looked solemn, clasped his fingers, and recited unintelligible scriptures loudly.
On top of his head, a Bodhi tree quickly formed.
This Bodhi tree grew bigger and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was covered with spherical fruits.
"I didn't expect you to have mastered the Bodhicitta method."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and was a little surprised.
"Zhang Sanfeng, the young monk's Bodhicitta has reached the Great Perfection. Are you surprised?!"
Bathpa smiled proudly.
Decades ago, if the Bodhicitta method could reach Dzogchen, he would not have been defeated by Zhang Sanfeng, nor would he have sworn not to set foot in the Central Plains.
This is the shame of his life. Unless Zhang Sanfeng is defeated, his heart will never be at peace.
"What's so surprising? Even if you achieve perfection, the old Taoist will beat you to pieces!"
"Tai Chi subdues the earth and the sky!"
Zhang Sanfeng roared angrily, raised his right palm, held the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram in his hand, flew above Baspa's head, flipped his palm, and pressed down the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram.
