Although these people's horses were fast, how amazing was Zhang Sanfeng's Lightning Divine Steps?
He quietly followed the other party, but these people did not notice him at all.
After dark, the few of them fell off their horses in an abandoned temple.
With a thought, Zhang Sanfeng jumped onto the roof of the temple, lifted the roof tiles, and observed the people below.
As soon as these people entered the temple, they began to take off their clothes and change into another outfit.
"This time, we've disguised ourselves as members of the Sun Moon Sect and killed those old bald nuns. The resistance of the Five Mountains has been reduced by half.”
"Those bald nuns of the Eternal Mountain Sect probably don't even know that they died under our swords, right?”
"Isn't this just right? Everyone would hate the Sun Moon Sect even more. This was the best reason for the Five Mountain Sword Sects to merge.”
"When Head Zuo unifies the Five Mountains Sword Sect and annihilates the Sun Moon Sect, our Mount Song Sect will be able to claim the status of the pugilistic world.”
……
Zhang Sanfeng could not help but sneer as he listened from above.
These people from Mount Song Sect did not have good intentions. Fortunately, he had followed them.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside.
In the darkness, a group of nuns could be vaguely seen walking into the temple.
The few people from Mount Song Sect immediately attacked.
"Enemy attack!"
The old nun in the lead cried out in shock. He threw out a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and the sound of weapons clashing instantly rang out.
"Hehehe, Abbess Dingjing, today you pledge your allegiance to the Sun Moon God Sect. Follow us to the Black Wood Cliff and pay our respects to Master Dongfang.”
"Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary.”
They knew that it was impossible for Dingjing to surrender, so they deliberately provoked her.
Nun Dingjing snorted coldly.
"Demon Cult maniac, don't be so rampant."
Behind her, the disciples of the Eternal Mountain Sect immediately formed a sword formation.
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle.
Soon, the people of Mount Song Sect gained the upper hand.
It was obvious that although the number of people in Mount Song Sect was not many, their strength was much stronger.
Especially the man in the lead, his swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and he was evenly matched with Nun Dingjing.
However, among the people of the Heng Mountain Sect, only Nun Dingjing's martial arts were more brilliant.
The martial arts of the other female disciples were obviously inferior.
As for the people from Mount Song Sect, they were all experts. Very quickly, they were killed until they were left helpless and unable to resist.
Nun Dingjing wanted to help her disciples several times, but she was entangled by the man in the lead. She could not do as she wished and was distracted instead, gradually falling into a disadvantage.
If this continued, it wouldn't be long before Dingjing's group would be completely wiped out.
At this moment, Ding Jing suddenly shouted.
"You are not from the Demonic Sect, but disciples of Mount Song Sect?”
Her voice was filled with extreme shock.
Although they knew that Zuo Lengchan had always wanted to merge the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Eternal Mountain Sect had firmly disagreed.
Because of this, Zuo Lengchan had already harbored hatred towards the people of the Heng Mountain Sect.
However, the Five Mountain Sword Sect had always been on the same side, dealing with the Demonic Sect.
Ding Jing did not expect Zuo Lenchan to disregard the big picture and send people to kill her ally.
If she hadn't found a flaw in the other party's martial arts moves, she would have been kept in the dark until her death.
"Hehehe, you old bald nun, you still have some knowledge. Your brain hasn't been burned by the Buddhist scriptures. Alright, I'll let you all be the wisest ghosts today. I'm Mount Song's Zhong Zhen.”
"Zhong Zhen? Are you Zuo Lenchan's junior brother, Zhong Zhen?"
Ding Jing was furious.
"Zuo Lengchan is the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, yet he has done such a despicable thing and killed his fellow cultivators. How is he any different from the Demonic Sect?”
Zhong Zhen laughed.
"Senior Brother Zuo is doing this for the sake of the orthodox martial arts world. If we don't unite our sects, how can we fight against the Demonic Sect?”
"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame your Three Stabilizations of Mount Heng for being stubborn and not seeing that the merging of the five mountains is the general trend.”
With that, he attacked with his sword.
The other members of Mount Song Sect also suddenly exerted their strength.
In the beginning, in order to hide their identities, they were still somewhat hesitant about what martial arts techniques they used.
He had deliberately used the martial arts of Mount Song Sect to topple them.
As a result, he could only display 70 to 80% of his strength.
But now, the Eternal Mountain Sect had already recognized them, so there was no need to care.
In any case, this was the wilderness, and there was no one around. As long as they killed the people of the Heng Mountain Sect and pushed the blame on the Demon Cult, everything would be fine.
All of a sudden, Mount Song Sect's attacks became much fiercer.
The nuns of the Heng Mountain Sect were in a desperate situation.
"I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of the Mount Song Sect today. My life is not worth cherishing. Unfortunately, if no one escapes and reveals Zuo Lengchan's true colors, he will be the one to harm the martial world.”
Ding Jing's heart was desolate.
But since things had come to this, they could only fight to the death.
"Eternal Mountain disciples, fight to the death."
Behind Ding Jing, the numerous female disciples of Mount Heng shouted in unison.
"Kill them!"
Zhong Zhen shouted coldly and was about to kill everyone from the Heng Mountain Sect in this abandoned temple.
Above, Zhang Sanfeng no longer hesitated and floated down from the top of the temple.
He moved as fast as lightning and used two fingers to catch Zhong Zhen's sword.
"Who are you?"
Zhong Zhen would never have thought that in this desolate mountain, at this most critical moment, there would actually be someone who would charge out.
"I am Wudang Sect's Zhang Sanfeng."
After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he exerted force in his hand. The long sword in Zhong Zhen's hand was actually broken by his two fingers. The tip of the sword turned around and stabbed straight into Zhong Zhen's forehead.
"Ah!"
Zhong Zhen screamed and fell down.
His eyes were still wide open even on his deathbed.
He could not imagine that he would be killed so easily.
Without waiting for the other people of Mount Song Sect to react, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly shouted and pushed out a palm.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
"Flying Dragon in the Sky!"
In an instant, a mad dragon formed in front of his palm.
The palm force was like a tidal wave that surged out.
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