At noon, the sun was scorching like fire on the top of the light. Under the burning sunlight, wisps of white air faintly reflected from the sky, and the surrounding scenery became vague.

The square on the top of the mountain was filled with people, and there were corpses all around. The number of people in the west was relatively small, and the body of the tenth was covered with blood. They sat or lie down. They were the Ming Cult. The number of people in the east was several times more, and they were divided into six piles, but the six sects had all arrived. Outside the six sects were some small families, and there were quite a few people. Everyone was siege to surround the Ming Cult.

Then I heard a loud shout from the crowd of the six sects, but there were two people fighting in the field. One was a woman in green clothes with an excellent appearance, and the other was a bald old man with a tall figure with a long eyebrows that was as snowy as his eyes, his nose was hooked, and his mouth was like an eagle. Both of them were empty-handed, but the palm wind was whistling, and the power was several feet long. It was obvious that both of them were top masters. The two of them kept turning and fighting very quickly. The old man's claws were fierce, and he was like an eagle rushing in his hands. There was a faint sound of breaking through the air. The woman was even more extraordinary, with exquisite steps under his feet, as if he was graceful, and he could always avoid the attack of the old man calmly. After dozens of rounds of battle, the old man was already slightly panting, and the girl was getting more and more energetic.

After another move or two, the girl's eyes lit up, avoided the old man's grab, took a few steps back, suddenly stretched out her index finger, and pointed at the old man. An invisible sword energy suddenly shot out. The old man's internal strength was gradually exhausted, and his movements were slowed down a little, unable to dodge, and the girl was shot on her shoulder, and she opened the blood hole as thick as two fingers, and blood flowed.

The old man was tough and screamed without pain. He endured the severe pain and took a few steps back, looking at the wound on his shoulder. He looked at the calm girl on the opposite side, smiled bitterly, and said self-deprecatingly: "I have been living in the world for half my life, and I don't want to be defeated by the younger generation when I am old. The girl named Zhou, you won this game!"

This old man is the White-Browed Eagle King of the Ming Cult, and his whole body is in his hands. He is famous for his eagle claws. His shoulder is injured at this time and his strength is less than 70%. He just couldn't win the girl opposite with all his strength, so he was no longer entangled.

"Okay!" The six sects suddenly burst into cheers.

"The female hero Zhou is indeed extraordinary. Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Demon Cult Light, and the Green-winged Bat King have all been defeated by her. Now even the White-Browed Eagle King has given up. His martial arts are already the best in the world!"

"Is that move just now the unique skill of the ** Palace. The Yiyang Finger passed down from one of the five masterpieces of the Southern Song Dynasty? I don't expect that Ms. Zhou had already mastered this move at a young age, and it seemed that the heat was already very good!"

"Yes, it's worthy of being a famous sect for a hundred years. The move by the ** Palace is really extraordinary!"

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There were cheers from decent people everywhere, and they were full of praise for the Ming Cult masters who had defeated three long-standing famous ones at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Coupled with his excellent appearance, temperament, and the prominent sect origin, people from the world who were already in good condition were considering adding a fairy name to this heroine.

But after listening to these praises, Zhou Zhiruo was not complacent. Instead, she bowed to the White-Browed Eagle King with generous pride and said modestly: "The senior's eagle claw skills are worthy of being the best in the martial arts world. If the senior was not worried about the Ming Cult and was determined to win, the little girl would probably not be able to get it!"

Yin Tianzheng smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I have lived dozens of years more than you. When fighting with you, I have already bullied the young. The little girl doesn't have to show mercy to me. Even if it happens, I will not be able to accept your finger!"

After saying that, he pondered for a moment, looked at Mrs. Gong Su, then looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and asked in confusion: "However, I have seen Mrs. Su take action in the past. Although your internal strength is above her, the temperature of the Yiyang Finger Practice is almost the same, but why is the power of the finger technique so much stronger? Moreover, I look at it, this seems to be another one--"

Zhou Zhiruo did not respond. Naturally, she would not say that she had just used the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, but said, "Senior Yin, this time my six major sects are coming for the Ming Cult. The Tianying Sect has left the Ming Cult and established its own business. Everyone in the world knows it. Why should Senior Yin wading into this muddy water again? It is still time to wave his hand!"

"Zhiruo, grandpa!"

Off the court, since Zhou Zhiruo and Yin Tianzheng fought, Zhang Wuji was very worried. One was the woman he liked and the other was his own grandfather. No matter which one he hurt, he could not accept it. When he saw that his grandfather was defeated by Miss Zhou, he almost exclaimed in surprise and wanted to plead. Later, he saw that Zhou Zhiruo had no intention of chasing him, so he swallowed the words back.

At this time, when Zhou Zhiruo advised her grandfather to leave, Zhang Wuji was suddenly overjoyed. As long as Yin Tianzheng left, he would not have to be embarrassed. Moreover, Zhiruo could speak like this. In his opinion, he was still thinking about the friendship at the beginning. He smiled slightly and looked at the girl on the field with a few rays of friendship, which made Song Qingshu next to him frowned and secretly annoyed.

Listening to Zhou Zhiruo's words, the decent people were also slightly uproar. After all, in their opinion, the Sky Eagle Sect and the Ming Sect are birds of a feather. At this time, they have shown their strengths and naturally they have to kill them all. However, at this time, Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts are revealed, and there is also a support from the ** Palace behind them, and no one dares to really say anything.

Listening to Zhou Zhiruo's words, Yin Tianzheng laughed and said, "I understand the kindness of the little girl. I am one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult. Although I have established my own door, how can I stay out of trouble in the Ming Cult? I will die today!" After saying that, he walked back to the side of the Ming Cult, sat straight on the ground, and stopped talking.

Zhou Zhiruo no longer advised him when she saw this. She didn't really want to let Yin Tianzheng go, but Mo Wen had never appeared and wanted to delay the time. Seeing this, she bowed to the Ming Cult, "I don't know that the Ming Cult master will come to teach you again!"

Listening to Zhou Zhiruo's words, everyone in the Ming Cult looked at each other and said nothing for a moment. Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao looked around, their faces were extremely gloomy. Yang Xiao touched his broken ribs and felt even more panic.

Although Cheng Kun did not launch a sneak attack this time, the situation of the Ming Cult is similar to that in the original work. At the beginning, the two sides fought. Although there were many members of the Ming Cult, they were not opponents of the six major sects. They were killed and retreated step by step. In desperation, they could only rely on a few top masters to force the six major sects to fight one-on-one, and if they lose, they let the other party deal with them. The six major sects were also worried that they had suffered too much casualties, so they agreed.

At the beginning, the Ming Cult came on the stage, and each of them was not inferior to the heads of the six major sects. Although they were defeated one by one due to the small number of people, they also defeated many masters of the six major sects. The Ming Cult, which had a few people for a while, had some advantage. Then the left envoy of Guangming, Yang Xiao, was even more unstoppable. He defeated many masters of Kunlun, Shaolin, and Kongtong, but he was not tired and his internal strength was not much loss. The Ming Cult's momentum increased greatly for a while.

But Yang Xiao was scheming and was a romantic figure when he was young. He saw that among the remaining sects, there were only three sects of Huashan, Wudang and ** Palace, and the seven heroes of Wudang were not easy to mess with. Huashan Yin had many tricks, so he chose the ** Palace, which was all women. He mocked and teased in his words, hoping to make the other party lose his calmness and get to the enemy along the way as soon as possible.

His plan was considered successful here. Although Mrs. Gong Su of this generation had a good temper, it was impossible for Yang Xiao to make fun of her in front of so many people. She immediately became furious and wanted to teach this disciple lesson in person. Unexpectedly, her disciple Zhou Zhiruo took the lead.

Zhou Zhiruo was also a well-thought-hearted person, so she naturally saw what Yang Xiao was thinking. She knew that although her master's martial arts skills were still above Yang Xiao, if she took action in anger, it would be hard to say, so she took action first. Moreover, she hated Yang Xiao's mouth and used all her strength as soon as she took action.

Originally, when a little girl took action, Yang Xiao had not taken it seriously, his old habits were relapsed, and he joked a few more words without knowing how to do it. As a result, Zhou Zhiruo was thrusting on his face with a palm, and his cheeks were swelling and blood was flowing.

Yang Xiao had never suffered such a loss. He was furious and used his unique skills to use his finger-blinking magical powers that he accidentally obtained from Dongxie, one of the five masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, to kill this ungrateful girl in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, Zhou Zhiruo, who was born in Lingjiu Palace, is more proficient in this kung fu than him. After all, Dongxie's daughter is still in Lingjiu Palace. She has been fighting with these sisters many times over the years. Among them, Huang Rong, who joined the latest, is the most familiar with the martial arts of Taohua Island. She immediately used Lingbo Microstep and swayed slightly to force Yang Xiao to attack. At the same time, she took out a piece of silver from her arms and returned it with a snap of her finger. Her speed and power were even higher than Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao made a move, but was hit back by the other party with the same move. In absent mind, several ribs were broken by stones. If he hadn't run fast, his life would have been lost. As a result, the grand left envoy of the bright light was shot by a girl who was dozens of years younger than him in two moves. He was completely disgraced and ridiculed by the martial arts people on the opposite side, and even the faces of the Ming Cult were lost.

After that, the Ming Cult Green-winged Bat King took action. He was a little dissatisfied with the previous contest and wanted to win with light skills and ice mulch palms, but Zhou Zhiruo used Lingbo Microstep to suppress the speed, and could not get rid of it even if he swayed left and right. Then he was kicked off his calf by a whirlwind sweeping Leaf Legs and Legs, and was defeated.

After that, the last master of the Ming Cult, the White-Browed Eagle King, took action, but at this time Yin Tianzheng also lost to Zhou Zhiruo. Although there were still people in the Ming Cult who had not played, they were definitely not the opponent of Zhou Zhiruo, who won two consecutive victories, and one left envoy of Guangming. How could they be willing to admit defeat? After all, it is related to life and death and the survival of the Ming Cult, and no one can open this.

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