"Little brother!"
Wei Yixiao looked at the figure and recalled their deal.
Now.
Left Emissary Yang and Eagle King went up. Eagle King was old and injured.
On the Ming Cult's side, other than Left Emissary Yang who could still fight, there were no other experts that could be brought out.
However, Shaolin only produced two Kong generation members. Wudang Sect's Song Yuanqiao had yet to appear. There was also Emei's Annihilation, Kongtong Sect's Five Elders, Huashan's Xianyu Tong, Kunlun…
Could Left Emissary Yang defeat so many experts by himself?
It would be better if he could cure the cold poison!
He couldn't use his internal energy now. If he used too much internal energy, his body would turn into ice!
"Little brother has the Supreme Yang Divine Art, but detoxification is not something that can be done in a short while…Could it be that my Ming Cult is going to perish?”Wei Yixiao withdrew his gaze and shook his head. He looked at the six sects opposite him!
"Wei Yixiao, look at me. Do you want me to attack?”
Bryce Torres sat on the stone steps. He naturally sensed Wei Yixiao's gaze.
It was fine to make a move.
If he could gain the trust of the Ming Cult's followers and become the cult master, it would not be bad to become the team that would unify the world in the future.
However, he had to make a move at the right time.
"Yin Tian is right here. Is there any hero willing to step forward and fight? Cough, cough, cough…Ahem!"
Yin Tianzheng's anger sank deep into Yuan Yue's heart. His voice slowly spread out. After he finished speaking, he involuntarily coughed three times.
As he coughed, a stream of blood flowed out from the sword hole on his chest.
"Eagle King!"
"Eagle King!"
“..........”
The expressions of the people from the Ming Cult changed.
At this moment.
Yang Xiao was already facing Kong Wen, but he couldn't split his attention.
"Eagle King, you've already fought a few rounds. Let me replace you!”
At this moment, a thin figure in black appeared on the field.
It was Wei Yixiao.
He knew very well that although he would turn into ice if he used too much internal strength, as one of the four Guardian Kings, he had to step down!
"Good!"
Upon hearing Wei Yixiao's words, Yin Tianzheng knew the severity of the situation. He turned around slowly and returned to the Ming Cult members to start healing his injuries.
"Wei Yixiao is here. Which hero wants to fight me?”
Wei Yixiao had his hands on his hips. He was dressed in black and had a black cloak. He had a hint of an imposing manner.
"Song Yuanqiao asks the Bat King for advice!"
Among the six great sects, the leader of the Wudang Sect leaped out with a sword in hand. It was the first generation disciple of Wudang Sect, Song Yuanqiao.
Swoosh!
Wei Yixiao's figure flashed, instantly turning into an afterimage as he struck out with his Ice Cold Soft Palm towards Song Yuanqiao!
"Swoosh!"
Song Yuanqiao saw that Wei Yixiao's Lightness Skill was outstanding, so he did not dare to be careless. He spread out his Cloud Ladder and soared into the sky like a huge crane. At the same time, the Wudang Swordsmanship produced a burst of Sword Qi and slashed down at Wei Yixiao!
Bang bang bang!
Chi chi chi!
Wei Yixiao was known for his lightness skill, and his martial art was the Frozen Soft Palm. Back then, he had encountered a problem when he was cultivating, and the cold poison had invaded his body. Today, in order to resist Song Yuanqiao, he had no choice but to use this palm technique.
The Cold Ice Silk Palm was Wei Yixiao's ultimate skill. For so many years, in order to reduce the effects of the cold poison, he had almost never used the Cold Ice Silk Palm against his enemies.
Today, the power was extraordinary.
However…
The power was extremely great. He exchanged several moves with Song Yuanqiao, but he neglected the eruption of the cold poison!
"Not good, how did this cold poison come so quickly? More turbulent than any of the previous times?”Wei Yixiao blocked Song Yuanqiao's sword with his palm and retreated, landing thirty feet away.
At this moment.
"Taiji!"
But Song Yuanqiao leaped up and stabbed over with his sword once again!
His sword rippled, and at the tip of the sword, there was a Yin-Yang black-and-white Taiji Diagram!
"My life is over!"
Wei Yixiao was shocked. If the cold poison had not taken effect, it would have been fine. But now, the cold poison had taken effect far more than before. He could not block the Taiji sword at all!
"Not good! This Wei Yixiao could not die! This is not only my qinggong movement technique, but also my future subordinate!”
Seeing Song Yuanqiao's Taiji sword stabbing towards Wei Yixiao, Bryce Torres's gaze darkened. Wei Yixiao could not die.
Thinking of this, he immediately shouted. "Stop!"
Bryce Torres spoke.
The Heavenly Sword in his hand shot out!
He pointed at Song Yuanqiao, who was stabbing toward Wei Yixiao!
Chi!
The Heavenly Sword in Bryce Tang's hand contained a portion of his Nine Suns True Qi. It instantly transformed into a red longsword that emitted a shocking aura as it shot towards Song Yuanqiao's heart!
At the same time, Bryce Torres's figure flashed and he jumped down from the thirty-foot-high stone steps. He turned into a fiery red afterimage and rushed into the arena!
He sped along with Bryce.
A scorching wave of fire swept out!
The Ming Cult members were all shocked!
"Who is this…"
"What a fierce and domineering sword! Who is he?"
"Heavenly Sword! Master! This is Heavenly Sword!"
"Nine Yang Divine Technique! What a powerful Nine Yang Divine Technique! This person was standing among the Ming Cult members. Could he be from the Ming Cult?”
“..........”
Bryce's sudden appearance instantly shocked the six major sects and Ming Cult members present.
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