"Hahaha, we're demons from the Demon Cult, so what about you so-called righteous sects? You're going to be ridiculed by the world for what you did today!”
"If you really have the ability, then come out and fight me, Yin Tianzheng, one-on-one. If I lose, it will be a punishment from the heavens. If you so-called righteous path lose, get out of Light Summit immediately!”
Yin Tian Zheng saw the dire situation and howled towards the sky. Helplessly, he could only choose to use goading to buy time for Yang Xiao and the others to recover.
As expected, when the six great sects heard his words, their faces instantly couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Impudent!"
"Impudent!"
"Abbess, if we win unfairly today, it's inevitable that we'll lose our tongues. Why don't we follow Elder Yin's wishes? This way, we won't damage the reputation of our righteous path.”
The murderous intent in Mistress Annihilation's eyes was biting cold. She held Heavenly Sword tightly in her hand, suppressing the boundless murderous intent that surged out from the bottom of her heart.
Zhang Songxi's eyes lit up with joy as he quickly said. After all, their Wudang Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Cult had a marriage alliance. Yin Tianzheng was Zhang Cuishan's father-in-law. If Wudang Sect could help, the damage could be minimized.
"Senior Yin, please enlighten me!"
Zhang Songxi knew very well that swords and sabers had no eyes, and Yin Tianzheng was in poor condition. When he went on stage, he deliberately took off his sword and the two of them competed with their fists and feet.
The White-Browed Eagle King's Eagle Claw Technique was fierce and ruthless, and the Wudang Four Heroes Zhang Songxi's Wudang Soft Palm was not at a disadvantage. The two of them fought for more than ten rounds, but there was no winner!
However, Yin Tianzheng had been in Jianghu for decades and had a profound cultivation. He had long entered the great success stage of Genuine Qi. In the end, Zhang Songxi was still forced back by his palm and defeated.
"You lost?"
"What should we do now?"
Just as the crowd was discussing animatedly, another figure walked out from Wudang!
"I'm from Mosheng Valley. Senior, please enlighten me!”
"Senior Yin, you have already fought against several people. It's too unfair to fight now. Let's only compete in moves. No!"
Suddenly, just as Song Yuanqiao was about to end the match, a figure was actually one step faster than him. The wind from his fist swept out, and a force overflowed as he charged straight at Yin Tianzheng.
"Die!"
"Puff!"
Scarlet blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. Yin Tianzheng's body could not help but tremble. However, the will in his eyes was unyielding. He stood in front of everyone and did not retreat!
"Hero Song, since you're so soft-hearted, then I, Tang Wenliang, will play with this Irvin!”
"Make your move. Let me see what you're capable of and how many moves you can take from my Kongtong Sect!”
The person who came was the third of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, Tang Wenliang. He had an arrogant expression and looked at Yin Tianzheng in front of him with disdain.
Yin Tianzheng was heavily injured, but his posture was not weak at all. His contemptuous laughter was full of sarcasm, and his words were even more ear-piercing.
"Is the dignified leader of the Heavenly Eagle Cult, the White-Browed Eagle King, just a coward who evades battle?”
"It seems that the pugilistic world doesn't speak the truth!”
It was now!
Yin Tianzheng's eyes turned cold. Seeing the flaw in his opponent's fist, he attacked with his Eagle Claw Technique. Tang Wenliang was caught off guard for a moment and his hands were instantly grabbed!
"Ah!"
"Third brother!"
Everyone from the Kongtong Sect hurriedly lifted Tang Wenliang, who had collapsed to the ground. The two elders of the Kongtong Sect, Zong Weixia, were filled with killing intent. They walked into the arena and wanted to take Yin Tianzheng's life.
"You…"
"Ridiculous!"
Zong Weixia pushed the crowd aside and moved horizontally. Genuine Qi gushed out of his body and the unique technique in his hand reappeared.
Seven injuries, seven injuries! Seven injuries in one practice, all seven were injured!
Yin Tianzheng, who had long been exhausted, was unable to resist at all. The continuous fist force continued to attack his internal organs. Suddenly, as if he had been hit by a landslide, his entire body flew backward, and blood sprayed into the sky!
"Father!"
"Eagle King!"
"Cult Master!"
Everyone cried out in alarm. Yin Tian was lying on the ground, his breathing weak and on the verge of death.
"Hahaha, what devil king?”
Zong Weixia saw that the White-Browed Eagle King had no way to resist and laughed wildly.
"Heroes of all sects, the Demonic Sect's fate is over. Today is the day we succeed. We will eliminate all the remaining evil on the scene. After that, my Shaolin disciples will recite the scriptures and help the heroes of the six sects and the Demonic Sect to exorcise their souls!”
"Yes, sir!"
" Burn my broken body, burning with holy fire. Why should I be happy in life? Why should I die? To eliminate evil for good? For the sake of light, joy, sorrow, and sorrow will all return to dust. Pity me, the world, for there are so many worries."
The recitation was vast and reverberated in the hall. It even spread to the entire top of Kunlun Mountain along with the fluctuation of the airflow!
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