Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

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The Divine Machine Alliance has arrived!

"It's Hall Master Cui and his men!"

On the rooftop outside the hall, a disciple holding a crossbow recognized Li Muxuan and his group who were fighting on the mountain path and exclaimed in surprise.

A complex expression flashed in Si Chong's eyes.

It seems that Chong had always been wary of Cui Ming, but now the first to come to his aid was this very person who was most suspicious in his mind.

On the platform halfway up the mountain, Wugensheng also saw this team that had suddenly appeared.

He frowned slightly.

"The Divine Machine Alliance... Cui Ming."

He scratched his head and muttered.

"Tsk, trouble... this couldn't have come at the worst possible time."

"Sect Leader, what do we do now?"

Xia Liuqing had only followed Wugensheng because of Mei Jinfeng, but now that his escape route was blocked, he was worried about Mei Jinfeng's safety.

"Divide the troops."

The rootless fruit is the way of decisive action.

"Liang Ting, you take half the men and continue the attack on Sanyi Gate."

"Xia Liuqing, Gu Jiting, Mei Jinfeng, wait here with me and meet this Master Cui."

The order was given.

The entire group quickly split into two.

Liang Ting led more than fifty people to continue their advance.

Wu Gensheng, along with Gu Jiting, Mei Jinfeng, and more than thirty skilled fighters, faced off against the Shenji Alliance, which was attacking from the foot of the mountain.

A large group of Quanxing demons were pushed onto the platform by their fellow disciples who were fleeing from danger. The explanation that had escaped up the mountain path was full of relief.

He scrambled to hide behind the crowd and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

As fewer and fewer people escaped, one person ran onto the platform with a hopeful expression.

A flash of light appeared, and he froze, his excited expression instantly frozen.

It immediately disintegrated on the spot, turning into a pile of fragments.

A cold and ruthless face, and the twelve flying swords behind him that spread out like wings, came into view of the Quanxing members.

The members of the Divine Machine Alliance made their appearance one by one, occupying the positions on the mountainside platform closest to the downhill side.

Cui Ming slowly walked to the center of the platform. The two sides met and stopped. Behind him, the members of the Divine Machine Alliance stared intently at the Quanxing on the other side.

Wugensheng stood ten steps away, his white robes swaying slightly in the foul wind.

"Master Cui, I have long admired your name."

Wugensheng bowed respectfully.

"This is none of your business, why bother getting involved?"

"Irrelevant?"

Cui Ming glanced at Wu Gensheng.

"Sect Leader Wugensheng, are you joking? How can you say it's irrelevant when the nation is in peril?"

"It's just a business; who would turn down money?"

"It's just a few dozen lives. Why don't you hand this sect leader over to me?"

The brief conversation turned somber.

Wugensheng smiled.

"Then there's nothing we can do."

He raised his right hand.

Gu Jiting and Mei Jinfeng made their moves at the same time.

The Bagua formation emerged from beneath Cui Ming's feet, and the Yin spirits surged forth from the mist.

At the same time, an invisible force of thought pressed down on Cui Ming's head like a giant hand.

Cui Ming stood still, waving his folding fan without dodging or avoiding.

Behind him, Li Muxuan took the lead, striking the ground with one hand in all directions, and then using the recoil to fly to Wugensheng's front.

"seal up!"

In an instant, a white light spread out from Li Muxuan's hand, transforming into a white sphere that enveloped Wugensheng, Cui Ming, and Li Muxuan.

Gu Jiting's formation was directly broken, and Mei Jinfeng's mental power was also directly repelled by the white light sphere.

The next moment, the Zhao brothers, Zhao Pingshan and Zhao Tianhai, used the jet propulsion ability of the Xuanji Armor to rush to Gu Jiting and Mei Jinfeng.

With a punch and a kick, he sent the two flying into the crowd of Quanxing, knocking over several people before finally stopping them.

"You dare touch Jin Feng!"

Xia Liuqing roared, and the glove in her hand flashed with light.

He then transformed from Yuchi Gong into Guan Yu, a figure clad in green armor with a red face, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

With a light touch of his toes, he leaped into the air and unleashed a powerful strike that sent Mei Jinfeng flying with a single punch towards Zhao Pingshan.

Xia Liuqing's roar was like a starting gun, and the two sides immediately clashed.

Amidst the sudden explosion, Qi flowed out in all directions.

The battle resumes.

Inside the main hall on the mountain, Si Chong, observing the battle below, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"Open the door."

"Uncle-Master?"

Shuiyun was startled.

"Now?"

"Now!"

Like a sharp blade cutting through iron.

“Cui Ming is dragging Wugensheng down there; this is our only chance.”

"Charge! A coordinated attack from within and without!"

The disciples looked at each other, then their eyes ignited with fighting spirit.

"Open the door immediately! Join Hall Master Cui in facing this formidable enemy!"

The gate slowly opened as the members of the Sanyi Sect pushed it open.

Outside the hall, Liang Ting, who had turned around because he was attracted by Li Muxuan's movements, turned around when he heard the noise.

"Hey, the turtle's out."

Liang Ting grinned.

Si Chong strode out of the hall, followed by more than thirty disciples who filed out in single file. Although all of them were injured, their eyes were resolute.

Si Chong once again took on Liang Ting, while Shui Yun, Lu Wang, Lu Jin and other elite disciples directly confronted the other Quanxing masters.

Several ordinary disciples of the Sanyi Sect behind them were firing crossbows at the Quanxing Sect.

Even at the foot of this mountain gate, Liang Ting is the only top expert of the Quanxing sect.

While receiving the seemingly impending attack, he forcefully diverted the attention of many elite disciples of the Sanyi Sect to himself.

Liang Ting's dark, supple muscles lashed out at everything around him like a thousand tentacles.

Those ordinary disciples behind him suffered heavy casualties in this sudden attack.

Those tentacles, formed from ink-like tendons and supple bones, not only easily pierced through the human body, but also grew countless branches wildly.

An ordinary disciple would be doomed if he were grazed by it.

Ultimately, it could only suffer endless torment as its tentacles grew wildly, bleeding from all seven orifices, its internal organs shattered, until it died.

This forced Shuiyun and the others who had just rushed out to forcibly pull the battle line back.

They had to focus on defending against the tentacles that were flying everywhere in order to protect their many ordinary disciples.

Otherwise, Liang Ting's single move would have been enough to kill most of the Sanyi Sect members on the spot.

In this extremely critical moment.

It was Si Chong, this old man, who stepped forward and pushed his regenerative abilities of the Reverse Life Triple Repair Body to their limit!

Despite the injuries inflicted by thousands of tentacles, he made his way towards Liang Ting, whose face was contorted with madness, step by step, leaving a trail of bloody craters.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, as if only by the effect of the triple rebirth technique could it barely maintain its human form.

"Uncle-Master!"

Shuiyun forcibly dismantled the gate and placed it at the front, watching as it seemed to rush towards the tentacles, splattering blood and flesh all the way, and felt grief and indignation in her heart.

But Si Chong could no longer hear anything. He protected his head and vital organs, with only one thought in his mind.

We can't let these Quanxing demons kill any more of his Sanyi Sect members!

The short distance of just a few meters was stained with what appeared to be a torrent of blood.

I want it!

Almost there!!!

Just as he was about to reach Liang Ting, Si Chong's expression hardened.