Time is really the most powerful weapon in the world. If he were the only one, he would be willing to break into pieces for the freedom of choice in Dingyi’s mouth. But now it’s different. He is not alone, he has a wife, a master’s wife, hundreds of people from the Huashan School, and one son and two daughters.

He could also choose to join the entire Huashan Sect and fight against it to the death, but he could not, but he didn't want to make such a choice.

Dingyi turned around, swept across the Hengshan Sect's disciples, and said sternly: "Listen to me, how to choose is your freedom. Don't worry about me, and I will not restrain you." After that, he turned around, looked at Kongdao, and said calmly, "Kongdao, this is all the words of Poison Ni, let's do it."

"Okay, as the master wishes." Kongdao smiled slightly, as gentle as the wind. He poked out his right hand and pushed forward flatly. A golden handprint came out of thin air, and a bright light broke through the air.

As fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder.

Bang!!

The golden handprints penetrated Dingyi's abdomen directly, and a blood hole appeared.

Ding Yi fell to the ground, his eyes widened before his death, staring at the Kongdao.

"Master!" "Uncle Master!" The disciples of Hengshan Sect shouted and rushed up.

Everyone was shocked and irritated.

No one expected that while chatting and laughing, Kongdao had already taken action and killed Dingyi in just one move.

There was a dead silence around.

No one dares to speak out.

Everyone understands that what Kongdao wants is not the surrender of the Hengshan faction, but the belief of its protecting the people in the territory.

In this dead silence, Taoist Chongxu slowly stood up, blocked the disciples of Hengshan Sect, and sighed: "I guess this palm is the 'Vajra God Palm' created by the leader of the Kongdao Alliance. It is as unmoved as a mountain, and collapses like thunder. It is indeed the most powerful palm technique in the world, which is amazing."

Killing Dingyi with one palm was like doing something insignificant for Kongdao. He still had a faint, warm smile on his face, and stood on his chest with one hand, smiling: "In the past, Sanfeng's real person was amazing. With the foundation of Shaolin, and with his self, self, super-ego, and the establishment of a sect, it is really amazing. Many little monks are inferior to those."

Master Chongxu smiled and said, "The leader of Kongdao praised him."

Kongdao shook his head slightly and continued, "The word 'Tai Chi' refers to the universe and represents the prehistoric world. It is shocking. If the Sanfeng True Man returns, the little monk is willing to be his disciple. It is necessary to explain in advance that Wudang's current decline is not because of the incompetence of Taoism created by Sanfeng True Man."

Chongxu Dao sighed and said with a sigh: "Since this is the case, the great cause of Sanfeng's ancestor is so great that I am not as good as if. Even Wudang martial arts, I have not been able to understand it. I am ashamed, ashamed..."

Kongdao nodded, smiled, and said, "Although that's the case, in today's world, no one who understands the 'Tai Chi's' is right. The little monk has heard of it for a long time and is longing for it. This time he is just asking for advice."

"I dare not." Chong Xu sighed deeply and continued, "How dare you take this? Even the leader of the Eastern Sect can't take three moves under the leader of the Kongdao Alliance, let alone me, I just want to die."

"Please." Kong said.

The sword in Taoist Master Chongxu shook, and a bright sword light broke through the air and said, "Please."

Kunlun, Beggars' Sect and other sects that have not yet surrendered are full of despair.

There is no need to say much about the fact that Taoist Chongxu is so cultivating. Even he is like this, not to mention them, they only have one word death, the difference is that it is time.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, several miles away, but it clearly penetrated into everyone's ears, as if he was saying lightly in your ear: "No one in this world has more understanding of 'Tai Chi' than the Taoist Chongxu? I don't believe it."

Hey!

Master Chongxu's hair was standing upside down. Hearing this sound, his body couldn't help but relax and let out a gentle breath.

"Ye Feng!" Someone couldn't help blurting out.

On the Huashan Sect, Linghu Chong, Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, Lu Dayou, Ying Bailuo and others suddenly became dull. Unlike Yue Buqun, they grew up with Ye Feng, or watched him grow up, and had a deep relationship.

Although Ye Feng's actions were in a perverse way, they were not the Demon Sect. At least in balancing the good and evil in the world and fighting for peace for the world for more than ten years, no one can compare to him.

For this reason, Ning Zhongze's eyes couldn't help but turn red when he heard his voice, and his feelings were extremely complicated. He was annoyed because of Yue Buqun, and loved him because he had watched him grow up since childhood, and he was the youngest among his brothers, so he treated him as if he had a kiss.

"Junior Brother Jiu, Jiu." Among the senior brothers, Lu Dayou and Ye Feng had the deepest relationship. He also gave him a monkey with a tiger face, and Ye Feng named him Tiger Head.

When I heard Ye Feng's voice, scenes of the past seemed to appear before my eyes as if yesterday had appeared.

"Liuhouer, what are you talking about?!" Yue Lingshan held the most hatred of Ye Feng, glared at Lu Dayou angrily, and Lu Dayou smiled bitterly and did not dare to speak again.

Whoosh!

Two figures suddenly appeared, but everyone did not feel abrupt, and they gave people a very strange feeling. The two of them were like air. They came a long time ago and merged with the surrounding environment. They were really brilliant and mysterious.

It was Ye Feng, Dongfang Bubai.

The crowd automatically dispersed, a human-shaped passage appeared, Ye Feng was ahead and slowly walked towards the Shaolin crowd.

There was an uproar everywhere and there was a lot of discussion.

"Is this the Evil Emperor?"

"How is this possible? Master, he was famous twenty years ago, but no matter how he looked, he was only in his teens, almost the same as the leader of the Kongdao Alliance. According to time, he should be forty years old, right? Could it be that someone was holding the title of the Evil Emperor and cheating?" In the next generation, many people in the martial arts world who had never seen Ye Feng himself were full of doubts.

"Shut up! What do you know? If you dare to say something more, you will kill your parents for justice!" "You kid want to die and die by yourself, don't harm your brothers!" As soon as these words came out, extremely harsh scolding sounded.

Ye Feng's eyes glanced at the Huashan Sect. He was not a ruthless person, but that was something that happened a long time ago. He had long been taken seriously by him. With the will clone, he didn't have much emotion.

Therefore, I only took this look and didn't plan to say anything more.

Kongdao smiled slightly, hung his hand in front of his chest, and said, "I guess you are the 'evil emperor' Ye Feng and donor Ye. The little monk Kongdao has seen the evil emperor."

The Evil Emperor, this world, is another nickname under Ye Feng's name after the Battle of Killing God and the Shaolin Temple that caused a sensation in the world.

"Evil Emperor? Interesting." Ye Feng smiled faintly, looked at Kong with a fixed eye and said directly, "You should know why I came to you."
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