Chapter 021 The Heavenly Sword and I Are Destined

Master!

Cheng Kun's sense of crisis rose rapidly. Being looked at indifferently by the man opposite him, he felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast.

A fatal blow will be launched at any time to tear him into pieces!

Without saying a word, Cheng Kun flashed his body and used his right hand to poke the weakest-looking Han Ji with a vicious "Phantom Yin Finger".

At the same time, his left hand formed a claw 4, and his monkey arm stretched out , following closely behind, ⑧ intending to seriously injure ⑵ and then capture ⒋ and take him hostage .

When suddenly encountering a strong enemy, one remains calm even though startled. This is the instinctive reaction of an old veteran.

No matter where the other party comes from, it is always a good idea to capture a hostage first. At least you won’t become so passive.

However, Li Yu knew that Cheng Kun was cunning, so how could he not be on guard against this move?

The Lingbo Weibu was even faster, and the "Shock a Hundred Miles" move of the Dragon Subduing Palm was launched heavily, knocking Cheng Kun directly out.

However, after a brief contact, Li Yu knew that Cheng Kun's strength was not much worse than that of the Western Poison and the Northern Beggar.

Unfortunately, Cheng Kun was already injured, and Li Yu had improved compared to three months ago. With one gaining more and the other losing, how could Cheng Kun be his opponent?

The fact that he was not killed by Li Yu's palm was already a mercy on him.

"What a powerful martial art! The Ming Cult definitely doesn't have such skills. Are you not from the Ming Cult?"

Cheng Kun vomited blood repeatedly, his face turned pale, and his ribs were broken, but he still struggled to sit up from the ground and looked at Li Yu in horror.

Li Yu smiled and asked, "Who said I was from the Ming Cult?"

Cheng Kun's eyes flashed, his thoughts raced, and he suddenly put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am Yuan Zhen, a disciple of Southern Shaolin."

"Just now, I was too poor to recognize a hero, and mistook the young benefactor for a demon from the demon sect. I acted rashly and thoughtlessly. I really shouldn't have done that!"

"Thankfully, the young donor's martial arts skills were unparalleled, so he didn't make a big mistake. This is truly cause for celebration. Well done! Well done!"

Huang Rong saw that Cheng Kun reacted quickly. Although he suffered a great loss, he acted as if nothing had happened in the blink of an eye. He even apologized while trying to hide his mistake. Such composure is something few people can match.

In other words, she knew Cheng Kun's background from Li Yu in advance, otherwise she might have been fooled by this old bald donkey.

Huang Rong secretly laughed at this, but also felt a little admiration.

"Really?" Li Yu nodded.

Just when Cheng Kun thought there was a chance and wanted to continue to feign deception, Li Eryu suddenly made a move.

Cheng Kun didn't even have time to react before his limbs were crushed.

"You...what are you doing! You and I are both from the righteous path, how can we kill each other! If people find out, there will be no place for you in the entire Ming martial arts world!"

Cheng Kun roared, his face ashen, but he was making his final struggle.

Li Yu chuckled and said jokingly, "I'm fighting against Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand. What does it have to do with Yuan Zhen from Southern Shaolin?"

Cheng Kun's pupils suddenly shrank, and a huge wave of fear surged in his heart.

Li Yu was in no mood to waste time talking to him, as he was just a dying man, so he started to absorb his true energy directly.

Cheng Kun felt his internal energy draining away at an alarming rate, and was immediately horrified. "Star Absorbing Technique?! This is the unique skill of the former leader of the Sun Moon Sect, Ren Woxing! Who the hell are you?!"

Li Yu ignored him and sucked him till he became a cripple. He collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Li Yu mentioned Cheng Kun, who looked like he had lost his parents and was filled with the air of old age, and murmured, "This guy is Xie Xun's archenemy, whom he dreams of killing. He's also the culprit behind the conspiracy to overthrow the Ming Cult. Shouldn't he be traded for the 'Great Shift of the Universe'?"

Mu Nianci asked in confusion, "Brother Yu, didn't you say the Qiankun Great Shift Heart Technique was in the secret passage? Why don't you go get it now?"

Li Yu shook his head: "The terrain of this secret path is complicated and there are many forks. It will be troublesome without a map."

"Besides, the Qiankun Da Neng Yi technique is written in Persian. It would be useless if I took it. I would have to find someone to translate it. It would be better to let Zhang Wuji tell me in person."

Mu Nianci suddenly realized.

Afterwards, Li Yu took Cheng Kun away and went to the final battle site to find a location in advance.

At the same time, he was also looking for the main target of this trip - Zhao Min, to see where she was hiding.

Li Yu is very interested in this heroine who is always among the top three in popularity in Jin Yong's books no matter how she is ranked.

Whether in appearance, temperament, strategy or wisdom, this princess is no less than young Huang Rong. She dares to love and hate, and can give up everything she has for her beloved.

This extraordinary woman who is completely loyal to love has captured the hearts of countless fans.

If little Huang Rong didn't have the best cooking skills in the world, she might not be able to defeat her.

At the same time, Li Yu was also looking forward to it. If he intercepted Zhao Min, how many luck points could he plunder from Zhang Wuji?

Li Yu felt like a bunch of leeks were waiting for him to harvest.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises.

Finally, after a day and night of fierce fighting, the two sides finally decided the winner.

Because the top leaders of the Ming Cult were fighting for power and scheming against each other at the headquarters on Guangmingding yesterday, and both sides were injured, Cheng Kun took advantage of the situation by a surprise attack, and everyone was seriously injured, so none of them were a match for the six major sects.

Only the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng still has the strength to fight.

But two fists are no match for four hands. The elderly Yin Tianzheng was unable to hold on alone and was severely injured in the round-the-clock battle, and was on the verge of collapse.

Finally, Zhang Wuji, using the alias Zeng Aniu, came to the rescue.

After five years of practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, Zhang Wuji has actually reached the middle stage of Grandmaster.

Although he lacked experience in fighting, relying on his high realm and profound skills, he was able to see through the moves of a group of masters and find many flaws at a glance.

He first used the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to break the Seven Injury Fist, and then pointed out the disadvantages of the Seven Injury Fist in terms of harming the body and shortening life, as well as the solution. He used both kindness and force to drive away the weakest Kongtong Sect.

Then, the Southern Shaolin monk Kong Xing became more aggressive. Zhang Wuji learned and put into practice his technique, using the Dragon Claw Hand to break the Dragon Claw Hand, forcing the Southern Shaolin to retreat.

The head of Southern Shaolin, the monk Kongzhi, was embarrassed and ordered the head of Huashan Sword Sect, Xian Yutong, to take action.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji recognized Xian Yutong and exposed his ugly deeds of repaying kindness with enmity, abandoning him after having seduced him, and killing his fellow disciples.

The Huashan Sword Sect just realized that their eldest brother Bai Yuan did not die at the hands of the Ming Cult, but was framed by Xian Yutong, and they were very angry.

However, considering that Zhang Wuji had brought shame to Huashan Sword Sect, two elders in the sect had a fierce battle with Zhang Wuji, but were defeated and retreated.

Afterwards, Zhang Wuji confronted the Kunlun Sect's leaders He Taichong and Ban Shuxian, and publicly told them that they had repaid kindness with enmity and had fed the young Yang Buhui poisoned wine.

The Kunlun Sect Leader and his wife didn't want him to say anything more, so they drew their swords and attacked fiercely, but to no avail.

At that time, Zhang Wuji had won many battles in a row and felt a little proud, so he allowed the Kunlun Sect leader and his wife and the two elders of Huashan to attack together with their positive and negative yin and yang sword techniques.

Unfortunately, he did not know the magic of the Eight Trigrams contained in the sword technique. Although he had profound skills, he was forced into a very embarrassing situation. It was only with Zhou Zhiruo's guidance that he finally understood and broke it with the Great Shift of the Universe.

The Kunlun Sect leader and his wife were narrow-minded. After stopping the fighting, they suddenly launched a sneak attack, but accidentally killed Xian Yutong. In the end, they were frightened and punished by Zhang Wuji, and the matter was finally revealed.

Finally, the leader of the Emei Sect, Master Miejue, showed up, but even with the sword of the Heavenly Sword, she was no match for Zhang Wuji.

The Emei disciples rushed forward, but were still defeated and their swords were taken away from them.

At this time, Master Miejue discovered that Zhang Wuji had held back on Zhou Zhiruo many times, and the two of them obviously had a close relationship.

Nun Miejue was very angry, but she came up with a plan and asked Zhou Zhiruo to use the sword of the Heavenly Sword to kill Zhang Wuji.

Zhou Zhiruo was intimidated by her master's authority and dared not disobey. She pierced Zhang Wuji's chest with a sword, as he was completely unprepared and didn't believe she would attack him!

Zhang Wuji's lung was injured and he suffered severe damage on the spot.

Zhou Zhiruo turned around in a trance, wanting to return to Master Miejue.

Just then, a burst of loud laughter rang out.

The tone was clearly not high, but it sounded like the vibration of a drum to everyone's ears, and every word was clear, which showed the depth of the person's internal strength and the awe in their hearts.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a white shadow coming from the side, walking neither fast nor slow, just like a normal person taking a stroll.

But with every step he took, his figure flashed several feet away, leaving behind a trail of overlapping afterimages, which was a shocking sight.

Behind him, there were thirty women, with similar movements, but compared to the former, they were obviously not as good as him, so they had to catch up closely behind.

Just when everyone was wondering whether the newcomer was a friend or an enemy, the white-clothed man in front of them suddenly sped up several times!

Before anyone could react, Yu flashed past Zhou Zhiruo and returned immediately.

When he stopped, he had a magical weapon in his hand.

It’s the Sword of the Heavenly Sword!

Li Yu pulled out half of the sword, and saw the sharp edges of the double-edged sword. Just looking at it, it seemed as if a sense of cutting was coming towards him.

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After a day and a night of fighting, the Sword of the Heavenly Sword now carried an aura of blood and murder, appearing even more extraordinary.

"Excellent sword! Excellent sword! Although it lacks any added power and cannot be called a true divine weapon, it is nonetheless exceptional in its sharpness. If it strikes a solid blow, even the most forged and tempered body of a Martial Saint would be unable to withstand it."

As he spoke, Li Yu glanced at Zhang Wuji and said jokingly, "No wonder Master Zhang, despite his unparalleled martial arts skills, couldn't block this sword."

Zhang Wuji's face turned red, knowing that the other party was making fun of him. He actually bet that others would not stab with the sword, and he lost the bet.

Zhang Wuji suddenly felt ashamed.

But then he was startled again.

He only gave the pseudonym "Zeng Aniu", and only people who were very familiar with him like Zhou Zhiruo and Yang Buhui could recognize him.

The person in front of him is not related to him, and he has never met him before. How could he tell his identity?

Zhang Wuji was filled with confusion and uncertainty.

At this time, Li Yu stepped forward and placed his palm on his wound, and a faint green light flashed gently.

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