" Will the Eagle King…" Wei Yixiao's face alternated between green and white. Clearly, his injuries had yet to fully recover.
However, even if he had fully recovered, he would not be of much help.
Among the four Guardian Kings of the Ming Cult, his skills were considered the worst. The only thing he was most praised for was his unparalleled lightness skill. If it was a sneak attack or assassination, he was naturally good at it. However, if it was a direct confrontation, the other three Guardian Kings could completely crush him with one hand!
Besides, due to his special constitution, the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao could easily go berserk. If he did not drink human blood in time, it would not be surprising if his power reversed or he died from self-immolation!
Yang Xiao patted his shoulder and shook his head.""I won't."
It was true that the White-Browed Eagle King was old, but he might be able to fight against the Yuwen Clan!
In recent years, Yin Tian Zheng rarely made a move in front of Jianghu people, but Yang Xiao knew that if he were to face the White-Browed Eagle King, even if he used his trump card, his chances of winning were still slim.
Now that the White-browed Eagle King was going up against the Yuwen Clan, even if he couldn't win, he could at least maintain a draw. The things that Wei Yixiao was worried about wouldn't happen.
In the arena, Yin Tianzheng and Yuwen Wudi, who had exchanged close to a hundred moves, had steam rising from the top of their heads. It was obvious that the battle had reached a white-hot point. Neither could do anything to the other, and they needed to compete with their internal strength to determine the winner.
The Ming Cult and the six major forces held their breaths and focused their attention, worried for their respective people.
A competition of internal strength was an extremely dangerous matter. If one was not careful, the losing party would be in danger!
Even the victor would not be safe!
"This White-Browed Eagle King is a little strange!”Jiang Han stroked his chin and pondered.
Not only him, even Yuwen Wudi, who was fighting against the White-Browed Eagle King, had a rough idea.
How could this White-browed Eagle King still be so full of vitality and physical strength at such an old age?!
His moves were wide open, and his internal strength was surging like a river. It did not seem like he was from the evil path, but more like a martial arts grandmaster!
Jiang Han pondered for a moment, then raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.
In his memory, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be very polite to White-Browed Eagle King when he went to Wudang. Could it be that this famous martial arts grandmaster had noticed something strange about White-Browed Eagle King?
Or was it just passion for the in-laws?
The White-Browed Eagle King had roamed the martial world for decades. Jiang Han's knowledge was limited, so he naturally did not know its secrets.
White-Browed Eagle King was different from ordinary people. He had a fortuitous encounter when he was young and had eaten a strange spiritual herb. Although he was old now, his physical strength was still full. His Qi and blood did not weaken as he aged, and his internal strength was rich and continuous.
"Haha, Senior Yin's divine technique is extraordinary. Junior admires you!”
Yuwen Wudi moved away from the center of the battle and cupped his hands.""Now that we've already competed, this junior admits that his skills are inferior to mine. This junior won't participate in the following battles.”
With that, he didn't delay any longer and returned to the six sects.
Yin Tianzheng adjusted his aura slightly and also cupped his hands at him.
He knew very well that the difference in strength between the two sides was very small. If they continued to fight, it was unknown who would win. He only won by one move.
Moreover, the other party had promised not to fight in the following battles. This was a very heavy favor!
The six great sects saw Yuwen Wudi sitting down cross-legged and circulating his qi. Although they frowned slightly and were slightly dissatisfied with his defeat of the White-Browed Eagle King, they did not say anything in the end.
Yuwen Wudi's strength was worthy of their respect!
If things became awkward, both sides would not look good and would instead become a joke for Ming Cult!
Yuwen Wudi had just left the stage when someone from the Five Mountain Sword Sect suddenly rushed out and pointed at Yin Tianzheng, shouting angrily,""Old man White Eyebrow, several of my Mount Tai Sect's senior brothers died in the hands of Xie Xun and your Heavenly Eagle Cult. If I don't take revenge, I will be the Sect Master of Mount Tai Sect in vain!”
With a clang, a silver light flashed. The Sect Master of Mount Tai Sect went straight for the White-Browed Eagle King's throat, as if he was going to cut him down with his sword.
A few of the Wudang Seven Heroes frowned. They were dissatisfied with the Sect Leader of Mount Tai Sect taking advantage of others when they were in danger. They felt that it was not the style of a famous sect.
On the other hand, Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect looked at the Sect Leader of the Mount Tai Sect with admiration.
She had always been hot-tempered and abhorred evil. She advocated that there was no need to talk about morality in the martial world with the people of the Demon Cult!
This time, the Sect Leader of Mount Tai Sect seized the opportunity to attack before the White-Browed Eagle King's internal energy recovered. This was undoubtedly what she wanted.
Yin Tianzheng had already expected the six sects to be so vicious. He kept on using palm techniques and faced the sect master of Mount Tai Sect barehanded.
Although the Taishan Sect Master's sword was as fast as lightning, after a hundred moves, he did not even manage to scratch the White-Browed Eagle King's sleeve. He could not help but be furious. His moves became more and more vicious."This white-browed old man and Yuwen Wudi are facing off, his internal strength should be running low. If I can't win, wouldn't I be a joke to the people of Jianghu?”
Thinking of this, the sect leader of Mount Tai Sect gritted his teeth and decided to use his trump card.
The long sword in his hand quickly changed its moves, and he swung it seven times like lightning. Like a silver dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, it wanted to tear the White-Browed Eagle King apart!
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