"Whoosh!"...
Everyone saw a swift shadow chasing the black shadow in front of them, and soon disappeared.
A few miles away in the mountain forest, Wei Yixiao was about to put down Jingxu and prepare to suck blood.
There is cold poison in his body and he needs to suck blood to maintain it.
Suddenly, he saw someone chasing him, and he was very surprised.
When it comes to Qinggong, he is very conceited.
He admits that there are few people in the world who can compare with him in terms of light ability.
Unexpectedly, someone would catch up with him so casually.
This pride was broken, Wei Yixiao felt a little disappointed.
"Who are you? Your Qinggong is pretty good!"
Wei Yixiao rested on a boulder and asked coldly.
"You don't care who I am, put down the Emei disciples and I will spare your life!"
"Ha ha……"
Wei Yixiao laughed wildly: "You don't know the heights of heaven and earth. When I become famous, are you afraid that you will still be in your mother's belly?"
"Wei Yixiao, stop using your words and kill me if you have the guts!"
Lin Qiu looked down on people who were weak in martial arts and showed off their qualifications. His dantian was full of energy, ready to go.
"Boy, since you know my name, I won't bully a junior like you. Watch your moves!"
Wei Yixiao struck with a palm, causing a gust of dark wind.
Lin Qiu jumped up suddenly, easily dodged the palm, and then raised his fist to hit the opponent.
This punch was just an ordinary punch, but its power was unparalleled. Wei Yixiao saw that the situation was not going well, so he left Jingxu behind and ran away.
"boom!"
The boulder Wei Yixiao was standing on was shattered into pieces.
"How can this kid be so strong internally?"
After escaping, Wei Yixiao was still frightened.
Lin Qiu jumped to the place where Jingxu was abandoned and saw that she was still alive, but her acupoints were tapped and she couldn't move.
He picked up Jingxu and used Qinggong to send him to the end.
"beep!"
After Master Miejie unlocked Jingxu's acupuncture points, everyone was delighted.
"Great, senior sister is saved!"
"Young hero, Zhou Zhiruo will never forget your great kindness!"
Zhou Zhiruo turned sideways and thanked Lin Qiu, her eyes filled with gratitude and reverence.
"It's just a trivial matter, nothing worth mentioning!"
Lin Qiu smiled slightly and acted righteously.
Everyone in the Emei sect was grateful to him, except Master Miejie.
Lin Qiu successfully rescued Jingxu, but instead of being grateful, she felt that Lin Qiu had taken over the role and made her lose face in front of all the disciples.
He said with a cold face: "Young hero, if you want anything, just ask!"
"Lin has no other requests and hopes to go with you all."
Lin Qiu originally wanted to take Zhou Zhiruo away first, but this seemed too frivolous, and the other party might not agree, so he said this.
Besides, he is also planning to go to Guangmingding to intercept Hu Zhang Wuji's opportunity and win the position of leader of the Ming Cult.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a beautiful woman by your side on the road?
Lin Qiu's eyes subconsciously fell on Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face turned red and she hid in the crowd.
Everyone knew that Lin Qiu made such a request because of Zhou Zhiruo, so they all laughed and said nothing.
However, Master Jue said with a dark face: "I promise you, but you must not have evil thoughts."
The team continued to head towards Guangmingding in the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain.
On this day, everyone rested in a mountain forest.
"Young Master Lin, although your Qinggong and boxing skills are excellent, how about your swordsmanship?"
When a woman pursues a man, there is a veil between them.
Zhou Zhiruo's heart has long been captured by Lin Qiu, and she takes the initiative to contact Lin Qiu whenever she has the opportunity.
"I know a little bit, but not as good as Emei swordsmanship."
"How about I teach you swordsmanship and you teach me Qinggong?"
"OK!"
The beauty discharged electricity, how could Lin Qiu not be shocked?
He immediately stood up and borrowed a senior sister's sword.
"Emei swordsmanship is twisted and folded, swallowed and tilted, the sword moves like a swallow flying, and the sword falls like the wind stopping. You need to be quick to avoid, and you need to be quick to move a thousand pounds..."
Zhou Zhiruo recited the key points of the Emei sword move and started practicing with the long sword in hand.
Lin Qiu imitated her example and followed suit.
However, whether intentionally or unintentionally, his movements were clumsy and he almost fell down.
"Why!"
Zhou Zhiruo sighed softly, shook her head, and walked to him.
"How come your talent for practicing swordsmanship is so poor?"
"Emei swordsmanship is too exquisite. I won't be able to learn it in a while. How about you hold my hand and teach me!"
Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in agreement when she saw that the master was not around.
A little shyly, he held Lin Qiu's hand and started gesticulating.
Since the span of the sword moves was a bit wide, the two men's bodies couldn't help but swing.
In this way, some physical contact is inevitable.
It was the first time for an innocent girl like Zhou Zhiruo to have close contact with the opposite sex, and she was both excited and shy.
Clouds are flying on her pretty face.
With such a stunning beauty interacting closely with him, how could Lin Qiu think about practicing swordplay?
In his opinion, this simple song is just a side dance.
The body deliberately moved closer to the other person, enjoying the girly fragrance emanating from Zhou Zhiruo's body while slathering her body.
"Young Master Lin, don't do this!"
Zhou Zhiruo reminded embarrassingly.
"I'm stupid. If I don't get closer, I won't learn!"
A few days later, a group of people came to a desert area at the Bright Summit Outpost. ...
They met the Wu-Tang Clan, and the two teams traveled together.
"laugh……"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the sand dunes.
"Everyone, be careful. This is the thick earth flag among the Five Elements Flags of the Ming Cult. It is good at sneaking into the ground to ambush!"
Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes, reminded loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless sharp spears stretched out from the ground.
Everyone quickly used Qinggong to avoid it, but as soon as they hit the ground, another spear was thrust out.
"scandium!"
A clear dragon roar sounded, and the Heavenly Sword in Master Miejie's hand was unsheathed.
After the dry land jumped several feet high like an onion, a dazzling sword light shone, and the Yitian Sword fell from the sky and inserted into the gravel.
"laugh……"
The sound of metal cutting through flesh and blood was heard, and wherever the Yitian Sword touched, the gravel was dyed red.
Others followed suit, jumping up and sinking their swords into the gravel.
Soon, the dunes were dyed red.
The undulating tracks in the sand dunes extend into the distance, and it can be seen that the thick soil flag has retreated after being damaged.
Everyone continued to move forward cautiously.
Several disciples of the Emei Sect suddenly felt that the gravel under their feet was unusually soft.
Before they could react, they fell into the gravel.
"Young Master Lin, save me!"
Among these people, there is also Zhou Zhiruo.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Lin Qiu grabbed her jade hand and used Qinggong to pull it out.
Then he went to rescue other people, but unfortunately due to the siltation of the gravel, one disciple was still buried in the gravel.
Lin Qiu felt a little sad as he watched a beautiful young lady being buried alive.
"Made, when I get to the Bright Summit and become the leader, I must improve the military regulations!"
Everyone looked sad and marched more cautiously.
Jumping across this desert, we are only a few miles away from Guangmingding.
In front, the Shaolin Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Kongtong Sect were already fighting with Mingjiao disciples.
After Emei and Wudang joined the battle, the Mingjiao fell into a disadvantage and began to retreat.
"kill!"
Kunlun leader He Taichong led his disciples to pursue and kill him.
"Amitabha, good, good!"
Master Yuanyin of Shaolin clasped his hands together and said, "We went to Guangmingding this time to prevent the Ming Cult from bringing harm to the martial arts world. As long as they are willing to surrender, why bother killing people?"
"Master's words make sense! Killing to stop killing is not the way of chivalry."
Song Yuanqiao agreed.
"Wrong! Your kindness will only bring about more crazy revenge from the Demon Sect. The Yitian Sword of the poor nun will never show mercy to the disciples of the Demon Sect!"
Master Miejie somersaulted in front of several Mingjiao disciples, and with a sweep of his sword, the three of them moved their heads.
Under the example of Master Jiejie, the Kongtong and Kunlun factions massacred Mingjiao disciples and soon reached the entrance of Guangmingding Hall.
At this time, several people came out of the hall.
An old man in his sixties, with long hair and beard, and an extraordinary imposing manner.
A middle-aged man with a thin and muscular build, a cold temperament, and a proud look on his face.
A short and lean man, wearing a cloak and with sinister eyes.
From their costumes and aura, everyone has already guessed their identities.
White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao and Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.
Yin Tianzheng stood at the forefront, glanced at everyone in the six major sects, and loudly rebuked: "There is no enmity between the Mingjiao and the six major sects. Why do you gather at Guangmingding to massacre my Mingjiao?"
"Amitabha, what the Eagle King said is wrong. The golden-haired lion king Xie Xun snatched the dragon-slaying knife, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and killed Master Kongjian of our sect. Back then, Master Yang blinded Master Du'e's eyes. How can we say that there is no injustice? hatred?"
Master Yuanyin immediately stood up to argue.
"My third brother Yu Daiyan is disabled, and the Sky Eagle Sect is to blame!"
Wudang Song Yuanqiao followed closely behind.
"And you, Yang Xiaogou, seduced Ji Xiaofu, your poor nun's lover, and made him fall into the devil's path. This blood debt must be repaid by the Ming Cult!"
Master Miejie shook his Heavenly Sword and glared at Yang Xiao angrily.
"Ha ha……"
Yin Tianzheng laughed loudly: "It seems that today, the Mingjiao and the six major sects will have a life-or-death showdown!"
"That's right! Either the fish dies or the net breaks!"
Master Miejie’s eyes were cold and murderous.
"Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life. If you are willing to put down your weapons and surrender, maybe the poor monk can intercede with the other five sects and spare your life!"
Hearing Yuanyin's words, Zhou Dian, one of the Wusan people who rushed over from the Mingjiao side, shouted: "Old monk, stop being so hypocritical! Today we will live and die with the Mingjiao, come on!"
