The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 15 I want to die for the sake of protecting the Dao, to satisfy you
Xi Mingzhang lowered his eyes and whispered:

"In this world, the simplest way to be invincible is to have extremely fast speed."

"Yingying!" Ren Woxing held his daughter's body in grief.

"Yue Buqun, I am worthy of congratulations. You did not bring your wife and eldest disciple with you when you came to Shaoshi Mountain. Otherwise, you would be like Ren Woxing, a lonely man."

Xi Mingzhang raised his eyes and spoke indifferently.

"Dongfang Bubai." Ren Woxing stood up with gritted teeth, his hair pointed and his eyes slashed:

"I want you to pay with your life."

He gathered all his internal strength into one palm and attacked fiercely.

In response, Xi Mingzhang displayed inhuman speed, appearing in front of Ren Woxing as if teleporting, and lightly tapped his forehead with his hand, immediately freezing him in place.

“Anger has value, but don’t become a slave to anger, or you’ll die.”

I saw a thin needle pierced into Ren Woxing's forehead, and as blood gushed out, he fell straight down.

"I don't want to kill you so soon, but it's been more than a year since you left Plum Manor, and you haven't made any progress that satisfies me."

"You guys have taught me from the beginning to the end that I shouldn't have any expectations of trash."

Yue Buqun's eyes fixed, and he came like a ghost with a sword in his hand, starting the final desperate fight.

"Too slow." Xi Mingzhang flashed and passed directly past Yue Buqun, but he saw a thin needle pierced into his forehead at some point.

Zuo Lengchan saw that Yue Buqun was also dead, and said coldly:
"Dongfang Bubai, what exactly are you planning?"

"It is you who made my plan to create a martial arts heyday fail. In this case, why not do the opposite? I will kill so many people in the world that no one dares to practice martial arts." After Xi Mingzhang finished speaking, Zuo Lengchan's body also fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Go, empty the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library. If the monks inside resist, kill them all. Finally, burn this huge Shaolin Temple to the ground."

"Yes."

Led by eight elders in yellow, two or three hundred men in black rushed into the Shaolin Temple in an orderly manner.

"Lin Pingzhi, it seems that you have practiced the sword manual hidden in your ancestral home." Xi Mingzhang put his hands behind his back and gradually walked towards the only survivor.

"How do you know there is a sword manual in my ancestral home?" Lin Pingzhi was puzzled at first as to why this person didn't attack him. Now, after hearing this, he immediately reacted and said:
"You asked someone to bring that letter to me!"

"That's right, tit for tat. I'll send someone to bring you news that can help you get revenge, so you can do a small favor for me. It's a handy thing for you anyway."

"You happen to be going to destroy the Qingcheng Sect, so help me move their martial arts secrets to Blackwood Cliff."

"It's on the way anyway, I'll help you, and from now on we owe nothing to each other." Lin Pingzhi agreed readily.

"No, you still owe me one." Seeing Lin Pingzhi's puzzled expression, Xi Mingzhang smiled faintly and said:

"I sent someone to bring you news that can help you get revenge, so that counts as one thing. I didn't kill you just now, so that counts as another thing. So, after helping you this time, and then follow my words and live in seclusion, then we can truly be even."

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi didn't say much. He simply said "OK" and left with his sword.

Half an hour later, Xi Mingzhang stood on an old tree, quietly watching the thousand-year-old temple turn into a sea of ​​fire.

Three days later.

The news that Shaolin and Wudang were destroyed, the leaders of many major righteous sects died, and many righteous people were dead spread throughout the world.

For the first time, the Sun Moon Divine Sect truly dominated the entire martial arts world, and when people in the martial arts world saw the people of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, they were all terrified and retreated. The culprit of all this, Dongfang Bubai, became the biggest haze in the hearts of all martial arts people.

The most frightening thing was that in the following year, the elders of the Sun Moon Divine Sect led their elite troops to visit the major sects, forcing others to give up their martial arts, and snatched away all of their sects' martial arts secrets. They also severely warned that if they taught others martial arts without permission, their entire family would be killed.

There were a few sects that were hoping for the best, thinking that the martial arts passed down by their ancestors should not be lost in their generation, so they taught martial arts privately, but they were discovered not long after.

It turned out that the people from the Sun and Moon Sect bribed the common people living near the major sects' bases, asking them to keep an eye on the movements of the martial arts sects that once rose and fell.

As a result, those sects that taught martial arts privately were all wiped out, causing many other sects to secretly rejoice that they did not act so quickly, otherwise they would have been the ones to be wiped out.

During this period, escort agencies, martial arts halls, bandits and thieves were not spared. Anyone seen practicing internal skills by the Sun and Moon Sect would be either crippled or killed.

There was a bloody storm in the martial arts world, and countless people in the martial arts world cried out that a demonic calamity had arrived.

On this day, Xi Mingzhang brought Lan Fenghuang and dozens of his subordinates to Mount Huashan. When they arrived at the headquarters of the Huashan Sect, they saw a group of people holding swords and looking at them with vigilance.

Even though this group of people had heard that the Demon Cult's leader had great powers and had truly regained his youth, with the face of a young man in his twenties, they still couldn't help but show horror on their faces when they saw him for the first time.

"Master Dongfang, I didn't expect that you would come to Huashan in person." A beautiful and dignified woman in the lead spoke.

"Miss Ning, you should understand my rules." Xi Mingzhang looked casually at the surrounding steep mountains.

A pretty girl with a graceful figure, Yue Lingshan, said angrily:
"Big evil thief, how could there be such a bad person as you in the world? Not only did you kill my father, you also killed so many martial arts masters, and you even banned all martial arts in the world. Your crime is simply unforgivable. Sooner or later, God will take you away."

Xi Mingzhang chuckled:
"Little girl, do you know that only when a strong person says cruel words, it will make people feel creepy and cruel, while when a weak person says cruel words, it will only make people feel cute."

Upon hearing this, Yue Lingshan was so frightened that she shrank behind her mother. She found that her cowardly behavior was simply proving what her enemy had just said. Her little face puffed up with anger.

Ning Zhongze stretched out his hand to protect his daughter and said:

"If we lose our power, Dongfang Sect Leader will really let everyone go."

"The fact that Hengshan's Mo Da, the masters of Emei and Kongtong, and the disciples of various sects in the martial arts world are still alive is the best proof."

Just as Xi Mingzhang finished speaking, an old man with a white beard and a green robe, a depressed look and a face as white as gold paper came flying over.

"Feng Qingyang, are you going to use your Dugu Nine Swords to stop me?"

“As a disciple of Huashan, how can we just stand by and watch our sect being destroyed?” Feng Qingyang said sternly.

"Destroy the sect? I don't want to kill anyone." Xi Mingzhang looked calm.

"Is there any difference?" Feng Qingyang asked back.

"You are old and weak, and your internal strength has not yet reached perfection. You can't even resist one of my moves." Xi Mingzhang paused, and said in a daze:

"The Huashan Sect will be extinct. You are determined to die to protect the sect."

He clapped his hands and laughed:
"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

In an instant, dozens of thin needles that were invisible to the naked eye pierced all the vital points on Feng Qingyang's body.

Feng Qingyang looked reserved, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes. He swung his sword in a flash and actually managed to block almost all of the flying needles.

But in the end, it was only close, and with a bang, he fell to the ground and died.

(End of this chapter)