"The experts of the six major sects have all come out, but they are fighting against one person in turns. Is this the so-called righteous sects?”
Song Yu's voice echoed throughout the hall, causing everyone's heart to tremble.
Especially when they saw Song Yu's unique way of making her appearance. She was like a god descending from the heavens, leaving a deep impression on everyone.
"Who is this person…"
In the Emei Sect, many female disciples 'eyes lit up. They could not help but focus their attention on Song Yu.
Who was this white-robed young master? He had such a handsome and extraordinary face, and such an outstanding temperament…
Many of the Emei female disciples 'eyes were already sparkling with stars.
Among these Emei female disciples, a woman in a green dress was particularly eye-catching. She had a slender figure, and her green dress dragged on the ground. She was elegant and beautiful, and her movements had the clear spirit of Mount Emei's water. There was a faint misty charm to them.
This woman was Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Yu with a surprised expression.
Meanwhile, in the training hall of Light Summit.
Everyone from the Ming Cult was stunned when they saw this sudden turn of events.
The white-robed young master on the giant eagle was obviously speaking up for the Ming Cult. Who was he?
Yang Xiao clutched his chest. He glanced at Wei Yixiao beside him and gave a meaningful glance to Wei Yixiao and the others. His meaning was obvious. Do any of you recognize this white-robed young master?
The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao, Crazy Zhou, Perhaps the Monk, and the other higher-ups of the Ming Cult all understood what Yang Xiao meant and shook their heads.
"Strange, none of you know this youth. Then what is his relationship with our Ming Cult? Why would he speak up for us?”
Yang Xiao coughed and adjusted his breathing to relieve his injuries, but he was still puzzled.
The rest of the Ming Cult members were also rather curious and surprised.
On the other side.
He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, sneered.""Where did this junior come from? You actually want to absolve the Ming Cult's villains? I think you're in cahoots with the Ming Cult, right?”
As he spoke, He Taichong held a fine steel sword in his hand. As he moved his sword, a sword aura lingered within it.
He unleashed his sword Qi and slashed at the sky.
Instantly, countless sword auras gathered and burst forth, forming a huge wave that headed toward Song Yu.
Anne's delicate body trembled and immediately tensed up.
Song Yu's expression did not change. She did not even put up a defensive stance.
The Golden-Winged Thunder Eagle screeched. It had long been alerted. It flapped its wings and flew higher, nimbly dodging the sharp sword qi attack.
He Taichong's attack missed. Seeing this, he frowned, but there was nothing he could do.
Seeing this, the experts of the six major sects looked at each other.
They didn't know where this kid came from. Even they found it difficult to deal with this giant eagle that was carrying him in the air.
In this Integrated Martial Arts World, only experts at the level of Great Grandmasters had the ability to fly in the air for a long time. The other experts could only use Qinggong to fly, but it was not long enough. It was far from the agility of the giant eagle.
In the Kongtong Sect.
Tang Wenliang, the third of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, snorted coldly and said loudly,""Hmph, kid, you're just relying on the fact that this evil creature is a little supernatural. You're hiding at a high place and don't dare to come down. If you have the ability, come down and compete with us!”
"That's right!"
"He's just relying on his mount to fly. If you have the ability, come down and fight!”
"Hehe, that's right. I'll let you have a taste of the power of my Kongtong Sect's divine technique!”
The rest of the Kongtong Sect members echoed.
In the sky.
Song Yu glanced at the experts from the six major sects. There were also many martial artists who were scattered around Light Summit. They were all here for the show.
Song Yu looked down at the tiny crowd in the sky. She smiled and said,""Anne, sit down obediently later. Don't come down, lest I hurt you.”
"Ah?" Anne was stunned, but he immediately understood what Song Yu meant.
"Young Master, are you really going down? "There are martial arts masters from the six major sects down there. How many of them are grandmasters..." Anne's face was full of worry.
"Just listen to me," Song Yu said.”
" But, Young Master, you…Oh." Anne was about to say something, but when he saw Song Yu's unquestionable expression, he could only nod obediently.
When Song Yu was talking to Anne, the experts from the six major sects saw that Song Yu was ignoring them on the eagle's back. They thought that Song Yu was afraid.
He Taichong laughed coldly." He's just a young boy after all. He only knows how to talk. Heh, I thought that the Ming Cult had invited some incredible helper."”
"Yes, it's just a superficial appearance.”
"What good looks? I think this person's appearance is just ordinary.”
The people from the six major sects were all talking about Song Yu. They no longer cared about her.
Suddenly, in the crowd, a female disciple of the Emei Sect exclaimed,""Look, he jumped down?"
" What?!"
Everyone looked up in shock.
Jumped down?
What happened next was unforgettable.
Song Yu's movements were swift and decisive as he jumped down from the eagle's back!
The Thunder Eagle was at least 300 meters above the ground!
Song Yu jumped down!
Song Yu's body was like a cannonball, streaking across the space of several hundred meters and crashing onto the ground.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening sound, dust filled the sky, stirring up waves of smoke.
The entire Light Summit dojo trembled.
Everyone's heart trembled and they were shocked.
This scene made many martial artists who had yet to react subconsciously shrink back, only feeling their hair stand on end.
In this dojo, the thousands of warriors from the six major sects and Ming Cult were completely dumbfounded.
A figure could be vaguely seen in the dust that filled the sky.
Bai Yi.
The young man.
He stood on the ground with a long steel blade on his back. He looked at the experts of the six major sects with a calm expression.
With Song Yu as the center, the ground beneath his feet cracked open. The dense cracks extended for hundreds of feet, and a huge pit was formed where he stepped.
The hard stone floor was actually shattered by him like tofu, raising dust.
"He, he really jumped down?"
Among the six sects, some disciples swallowed their saliva and stuttered.
"Is this true? He jumped from such a high height and he's actually unscathed?”
"What, what kind of martial arts is this?"
"Is he, is he a human or a ghost?"
Everyone was shocked and stunned.
Jumping down from such a high altitude, the force of the fall was extremely terrifying. Even a grandmaster martial artist could not escape unscathed, but this white-robed youth was actually unscathed!
Song Yu's gaze swept across the crowd of experts present. She saw He Taichong, the Five Elders of Kongtong, and the rest who were dumbfounded. She said calmly,"As you wish, this Young Master is coming down.”
Everyone was silent.
It was deathly silent.
He Taichong, the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, and the others who were still proud of themselves just now, suddenly felt as if a fishbone was stuck in their throats, unable to speak.
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