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When the voice fell, a middle-aged man with fiery red hair landed on a higher mountain with a golden halberd in his hand. In those deep eyes, flames of anger emerged, looked around everyone, and shouted angrily: " Among you, who killed my brother Xuanwu, stand up for me quickly, and step forward to lead him to death!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the identity of the fiery red-haired man, and immediately said to his companions in a low voice: "This man is the Golden Halberd King of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions, and he has been famous for more than twenty years. The halberd is made of ninety-nine 81 catties of high-grade gold, and this person has the strength to carry the nine tripods, so he is a very tricky person."

One of his companions took the words, and echoed: "I heard that the Golden Halberd King and one of the four guardians of the Western Regions Demon Sect, Xuanwu Venerable Envoy, are life and death brothers who have eight worships. And I heard that Xuanwu Envoy led the A monster from the Demon Sect of the Western Regions failed to attack the disciples of the Wudang Sect, but was killed instead. Presumably this person came here to avenge his sworn brother Xuanwu Venerable Envoy!"

A middle-aged man with a relatively irritable personality immediately snorted angrily, and shouted: "Monsters from the Western Regions dare to come here to act wildly on Songshan Mountain. They simply don't pay attention to our Central Plains martial arts."

Song Zhixing never let go of any chance to show off his prestige, and this time is no exception.Seeing that there are so many masters from the Central Plains Wulin gathered here, but the other party came alone, he immediately became more courageous, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Demon Sect monster, don't be rampant, as long as there is Song Zhixing of my Wudang sect!" Here, you are absolutely not allowed to act recklessly on this Songshan Mountain!"

The golden halberd king's sinister and deep eyes flashed with angry flames, he waved the golden halberd in his hand, and shouted sharply: "Who are you kid?"

The Golden Halberd King had just finished speaking, before Song Zhixing could answer, someone nearby responded loudly: "He is the leader of our new generation of martial arts in the Central Plains, he is the number one sword of the Wudang sect. He just said that you Western Region demons Zong Quan is a group of rats who only know how to attack sneakily, if he dares to attack again, he will kill you all like he killed a Xuanwu monster!"

Just now many people have heard Song Zhixing bragging about how powerful he is, and he has mentioned the death of the envoy Xuanwu many times.Those who know the truth want to make a fool of him and see how he ends up.People who don't know the truth really think that he is so powerful, so they immediately start to praise you and me.All of a sudden, there was a lot of voices, and all the focus was on Song Zhixing.

Hearing everyone's discussion, the Golden Halberd King narrowed his eyes slightly, a strange anger flashed in his dark and deep eyes, he looked straight at Song Zhixing angrily, gritted his teeth, and asked every word Said; "It's you, kid, who killed my brother Xuanwu?"

When Song Zhixing saw the icy eyes of the Golden Halberd King, his whole body trembled immediately, and he didn't have the high-spirited aura just now.Frightened eyes flashed in the two eyes, and he hurriedly looked around, hoping to find his uncle, Daoist Chongxu.

But at this time, not to mention that Daoist Chongxu is not here, even the Emei Sect's Master Tianjue is not here.He didn't know the others at all, and he couldn't expect them to help him.

In the end, he set his eyes on Lin Yu, A Feng and others, and wanted to ask them for help, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, so he closed his mouth, bit the bullet and trembled slightly The voice responded: "This is the Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain, where all the masters of our Central Plains martial arts gather. How can you, a monster of the Demon Sect, be allowed to run wild here!"

The middle-aged man who was bragging about Song Zhixing just now took up the conversation again and said: "With Wudang's number one sword, Song Daxia, here, the demon sect monsters can't be presumptuous."

After shouting this sentence, he actually raised the weapon in his hand high again, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Wudang's first sword, Song Daxia will win, Wudang's first sword, Song Daxia will win!"

Under his leadership and instigation, the others raised their weapons one after another and echoed loudly: "Wudang's number one sword, Song Daxia will surely win!"

"Wudang's first sword, Song Daxia will win!"

"Wudang's first sword, Song Daxia will win!"

………………

In an instant, thousands of people waved their weapons in unison and shouted loudly.

Originally, when the Golden Halberd King saw Song Zhixing, his eyes were full of half-belief, but now that he saw the shocking formation, he became convinced, and immediately waved the golden halberd, pointed at Song Zhixing and shouted angrily : "Boy, do you dare to step forward and fight with me?"

Song Zhixing had already scolded the middle-aged man who was bragging about him thousands of times in his heart.But now that he has reached the point where riding a tiger is difficult, it is impossible for him to back down.

Moreover, Song Zhixing also harbored a trace of fantasy deep in his heart. If he could kill this demon sect monster in front of such a hero, he would become famous in the entire Central Plains martial arts.Now the position of the leader of the martial arts is still vacant, maybe he will become the new leader of the martial arts because of this!

At that time, I will definitely be able to surpass Lin Yu in one fell swoop and become a man who can turn the world upside down in the world.Isn't it easy to grab a beautiful woman?

When thinking of this, Song Zhixing felt as if he had been injected with expired chicken blood, and even his blood began to boil, he resolutely pulled out his long sword, and shouted loudly: "Mozong monster, I have Wudang's first sword, Song Zhixing, here, don't you!" Be rampant!"

Before the words fell, Song Zhixing suddenly tapped his toes to the ground with his big dream of Spring and Autumn, and his figure was like a white crane, leaping into the air, holding a gleaming sharp sword, and stabbing at the Golden Halberd King.

Seeing Song Zhixing stabbing towards him with a sword, the Golden Halberd King narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of coldness flashed from inside. When the wind sword flew flat into the air, he slammed his toes on the ground and waved the golden halberd in a menacing manner. Throw it towards the Song Dynasty!

Song Zhixing was still immersed in his spring and autumn dream and did not wake up, and in his impression, if the two sides competed swords on Wudang Mountain, they would definitely have to wait for themselves to fly to the stage, and then the two sides saluted each other before the formal ceremony began. Start the competition.He never imagined that the Golden Halberd King would not follow the rules and was directly in mid-air, so he couldn't wait to move his hands.

boom!

Before Song Zhixing realized what was going on, a gleaming golden halberd slammed down on his shoulder like Mount Tai was pressing down on him.

Although the Golden Halberd King did not use [-]% of his skill in this blow, he still had [-]% to [-]% of it. In addition, his martial arts itself was far superior to Song Zhixing.The most important point is that at the moment of his shot, the opponent this time was not prepared at all.Therefore, he succeeded in one blow, even if he didn't kill Song Zhixing, he was completely disabled.

thump!

Song Zhixing's body fell from mid-air like a huge boulder.The shoulder that was hit hard by the golden halberd, all the bones were shattered, completely sunken, blood spurted out, and the fresh meat and eerie white bones were directly exposed, which was very scary.

Many people were completely stunned by this sudden scene, feeling like they were dreaming.Even the Golden Halberd King was in mid-air, stunned for a long time, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

"Haha...haha...so it turns out that your so-called masters in the Central Plains martial arts are so unbearable. What kind of bullshit is Wudang's first sword, and the slogan is loudly shouted, but you can't even hold my king's halberd!" The Golden Halberd King resumed After returning to the boulder just now, he immediately burst out laughing triumphantly.

The masters of other martial arts sects in the Central Plains saw this demon from the Western Regions Demon Sect be so rampant.The thought of stepping forward and fighting to the death flashed in my mind.But most of them disappeared in a flash. After all, Song Zhixing, known as Wudang's first sword, was still in a pool of blood, moaning in pain. This lesson learned was only a few breaths ago.Whoever saw such a shocking scene would have to gasp.

This Golden Halberd King was so fierce that just a single encounter had severely disabled the genius of the Wudang School.If they stepped forward to fight, they might end up worse than Song Zhixing, and they might even lose their lives.

Seeing this scene, the Golden Halberd King immediately showed an arrogant and domineering look on his face. He waved the gleaming golden halberd with all his strength, pointed at the people from the various sects of the Central Plains below, and laughed loudly: "Haha... ...haha...the Central Plains Wulin is deserted!"

Before the words fell, the golden halberd king's squinted eyes caught a glimpse of Liu Ziqing who was with Yan Hong and other Emei disciples, and an imperceptible light flashed inside, the golden halberd in his hand was waving in the wind. People are like eagles hovering high in the sky and finding their prey, they swoop down and go straight for Liu Ziqing.

blow!

However, just when the Golden Halberd King thought that he was about to succeed, his expression changed suddenly, he turned his body hastily, and a kite turned over and fell out.

Before the Golden Halberd King stabilized his body, a man in green shirt appeared in front of Liu Ziqing, and he was tightly protecting him behind him.

Seeing this scene, the Golden Halberd King flashed a cold light in his eyes, and shouted in a concentrated voice, "Who are you?"

The man in the blue shirt is naturally Lin Yu, but at this time he ignored the King of the Golden Halberd, but asked eagerly, "Qing'er, are you injured?"

Liu Ziqing's agile eyes flickered twice, shook her head lightly, and said, "Brother Lin Yu, I'm fine."

When the Golden Halberd King heard Liu Ziqing's words, he was startled. He looked Lin Yu up and down with serious and dignified eyes, and asked sharply, "You are the master of Qingfeng Sword, Lin Yu?"

After Lin Yu was sure that Liu Ziqing was really fine, he turned around. A killing intent appeared in his clear eyes, and he replied in a concentrated voice: "Yes, it's me!"

When the Golden Halberd King heard Lin Yu's affirmative reply, a layer of frost immediately formed in his gloomy eyes, and he shouted sharply: "You killed the envoy Suzaku?"

Lin Yu's expression was frozen like frost, and a hint of disdain flashed in his clear and deep eyes, and he said coldly, "what, do you miss her very much? Do you want me to send you down now to reunite with her? "

The golden halberd king caught the disdain in Lin Yu's eyes, and immediately waved the golden golden halberd in his hand suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Son Lin Yu, don't be arrogant, this king will take your life! "

Before the words fell, the golden halberd in the hands of the Golden Halberd King was dancing like tigers and tigers in the wind. Under the sunlight, it flashed bursts of dazzling golden light, reflecting him like a living Buddha reincarnated. Like a tiger descending the mountain, he rushed towards Lin Yu aggressively!