Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

Therefore, although I heard of Fang Han's name, I didn't know anything about his deeds.

Keeping it in mind secretly, Xiao Zhao looked at Fang Han deeply, bowed, and then saluted Wu Xingyun and the others, then left in a flash.

Just as Fang Han said, if you really want to leave, now is the best time and there is no time to delay!

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Chapter 166: On the Bright Summit! Heroes gather!

On Guangmingding, the square platform!

The sacred fire is burning!

The members of the Ming Cult in the west were sitting upright, each with injuries. The people in the front were [Left Envoy of Light] Yang Xiao, [Green-Winged Bat King] Wei Yixiao, [White-Browed Eagle King] Yin Tianzheng, [Five Scattered People] Shuo Dede, Leng Qian, Zhou Dian, Zhang Zhong, and Peng Yingyu!

From all directions, they were divided into many groups, many armed with swords, clubs, and clubs, all of them were awe-inspiring. They were Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, Quanzhen, Huashan, Kongtong, Hengshan, Kunlun...

The defense lines at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside have completely collapsed. All the sects and factions have gathered here to encircle and suppress them!

At this moment, everyone was paying attention to the fight between the people in the field.

On one side is He Taichong from Kunlun Sect, and on the other side is Zhang Wuji who came from behind!

But at this moment, he felt a little clumsy and unable to do anything.

Compared with the original trajectory after he learned the Great Shift of the Universe, he is now unable to fully display his abilities.

and......

Zhang Wuji secretly groaned, "In my previous duel with the Kongtong Sect elders, I managed to win thanks to the Seven Injury Fist I learned from my adoptive father and my superb medical skills, but I also took quite a few wounds. This time, He Taichong and I fought tooth and nail, so I might be able to defeat him. But after this victory, there are powerful figures from other sects. How can I, alone, resist them?"

After several struggles, he finally defeated He Taichong, a skilled fighter, with the power of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

But Zhang Wuji was also covered in wounds at this time, and He Taichong was the leader of the Kunlun Sect after all, so how could he be easily defeated?

After losing another battle, the expressions of many people from various sects present were not very good.

There was constant cheering from the Ming Cult.

However, the top leaders of the Ming Cult all looked solemn.

Yin Tianzheng frowned and said worriedly: "This young man Zeng's internal strength is the strongest I have ever seen in my life, but his boxing and kicking skills are mediocre, and he is at a great disadvantage and very passive.

"Yang Zuoshi, please call this young hero back! Don't let him go into battle again. Such a young hero must not be allowed to die on the summit of the Ming Cult."

Yang Xiao sighed, "That's the truth."

He mobilized his internal energy slightly and said loudly: "Young Master Zeng, you are so kind! The entire Ming Cult is deeply grateful! Please withdraw for the time being!..."

Although Zhang Wuji has a kind nature, he is ruthless in his bones. He will do what he decides to do no matter what, just like what he promised Ji Xiaofu when he was young. He traveled thousands of miles and went through hardships to send Yang Buhui to Yang Xiao. This shows his tenacity!

and......

Facing this moment, the scene of many sects gathering together to force each other, what a sense of déjà vu, the hatred in his heart has been aroused. Those who forced his parents to death in the past are basically all at the scene!

Even though he was covered in wounds, he was completely furious. He didn't care and shouted loudly, "Who else is coming?!"

In the Huashan Sect, Linghu Chong's eyes lit up. Seeing the man's wounded body, yet still standing tall and unyielding, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "What a fine man!"

Yue Buqun, who was standing by, frowned slightly and shouted in a low voice, "Chong'er! Stop talking nonsense!"

Linghu Chong was speechless.

Xian Yutong laughed and said, "He's from the Demonic Sect. If my nephew praises him and others hear about it, how will our Huashan Sect react?"

Linghu Chong said, "Uncle Master is teaching me a lesson. I just slipped my tongue."

Yue Buqun glanced at Xian Yutong indifferently without saying anything.

This fellow junior fellow disciple who had failed in his bid for the position of leader of the Huashan Sect was very dissatisfied with him and often tried to make trouble for him, but he was too lazy to pay any attention to him.

He stared at Zhang Wuji with burning eyes, wondering how come this man, who was not very old, had such profound and exquisite internal strength?

What kind of martial arts did he learn that is so amazing?

In the Wudang Sect, Song Yuanqiao praised softly, "This boy's skills are even stronger than mine!"

The five Wudang heroes present all felt vaguely familiar with the scene.

But at this time, Zhang Wuji was sloppy and his appearance was obscured, so it was difficult for them to tell him apart.

However, the five of them were all upright people with impeccable character and character. They were not as cunning as those from other sects. Seeing that the young man was seriously injured, they naturally would not take advantage of his misfortune and go forward to fight.

In the Emei Sect, Nun Miejue's eyes were icy cold. She was obsessed with destroying the Demon Sect. She would not show any favor to anyone who stood in her way. If no one came forward to fight, she would not mind taking action to eliminate that person.

I spared his life before, but I never thought that he would become a disaster now!

Zhou Zhiruo stood behind Nun Miejue and looked at Zhang Wuji with some worry. They had recognized each other's identities when they met some time ago, and she was very worried about this old friend whom she had met at the Han River.

But she didn't dare to reveal his identity at this moment. She had some understanding of what happened back then. If his identity was known, his situation would be a hundred times more dangerous!

The reason why he was able to gather so many famous sects to encircle and suppress Guangmingding was largely due to his adoptive father Xie Xun.

There are countless people in the martial arts world who have hatred and grudges against him, and even more who covet his Dragon Slaying Sword!

If Zhang Wuji's identity were known, he would probably be attacked by everyone in an instant!

At this moment, if he was willing to retreat, everyone would probably not do anything to him, an insignificant person, for the sake of face. But if his identity was known, it would be a completely different matter!

Seeing her master pressing lightly on the hilt of the Yitian Sword, Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed slightly and she was about to speak.

Suddenly, an old monk rushed out from Shaolin!

Dharma name: Emptiness!

The old monk Kong Xing shouted at Zhang Wuji, "Donor Zeng! You just slandered my nephew Yuan Zhen (Cheng Kun) without any reason. I haven't even asked for your advice yet!"

Just now, Zhang Wuji rushed over with Cheng Kun in his arms, intending to expose Cheng Kun's conspiracy in order to stop the disputes between the Ming Cult and other sects.

But he is an unknown person, no one knows him, so who would believe what he says?

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and the Five Wanderers from the Ming Cult can all testify, but the problem is that in the eyes of everyone, they are members of the [Evil Cult], so how can we believe what they say?

Although they were surprised by what Zhang Wuji said, most of them did not believe it. The Shaolin side was in an uproar. Master Kongwen took action to take Cheng Kun back from Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji was speechless when he saw that no one believed what he said. In desperation, he could only use his body to stop them.

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Chapter 167: Friend or Enemy?

After hearing Master Kong Xing's words, Zhang Wuji said bitterly, "Why should I slander that old villain Cheng Kun? He himself is guilty of countless crimes!"

These words were spoken with a mixture of sorrow and resentment.

His internal strength was so high that everyone present could hear it clearly. While feeling awed, they couldn't help but mutter to themselves:

This guy doesn't look like someone who would frame someone.

Could it be that Master Yuan Zhen...

But Shaolin is the leading figure in the martial arts world, and without solid evidence, people would not easily believe it. Even if they had doubts in their hearts, they would not mention it.

Master Kong Xing frowned slightly, glanced back at Yuan Zhen who had fallen unconscious on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Donor Zeng, are you still stubborn and unwilling to change? Very well! Come and try my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!"

After saying this, he made claws with his hands, and his aura suddenly condensed. The old monk moved swiftly, like a dragon extending its claws.

The air flow is surging! The sharpness is rising!

Zhang Wuji was in high spirits at this moment. Even though he was injured, how could he be afraid of him? He shouted, "I want to experience the Shaolin's advanced skills!"

He didn't know any martial arts, but when he just fought with the elders of Kongtong Sect, he gradually understood the magic of Seven Injury Fist and could use some of it. However, because he was not very proficient in the use of internal force and strength, it could not be called exquisite. However, relying on his deep internal force, the Nine Yang Internal Force was unmatched in power, which was quite impressive!

boom!

After several exchanges, Kong Xing was very surprised. He felt that every move he made on the opponent would produce a strong recoil. But he was a famous figure for many years after all. Although he was shocked, he remained calm and his moves became more fierce!

Although Zhang Wuji was extremely furious, he could not win the battle by relying on anger. After only a few moments of fighting, he was injured by the Dragon Claw Hand. Even with the protection of the Nine Yang Divine Art, he still felt a sharp pain in his muscles and bones and was sweating profusely.

Seeing this, some people cheered, while others shouted and cursed!

On the Wudang side, Song Yuanqiao frowned for a while, sighed slightly, and said nothing in the end. As the saying goes, good and evil cannot coexist. They have done their utmost by not taking action, and they cannot do more.

On the Ming Cult side, Zhou Dian cursed loudly: "Bah! What a bullshit master! You take turns attacking a junior, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a master!?"

Wei Yixiao's face turned ashen and pale, with a slight frost on his eyebrows. He couldn't help but curse, "Shameless!"

Monk Shuo Bu De agreed very much, but seeing Wei Yixiao in such a state, he couldn't help but say, "Bat King, please stop talking in anger."

I'm really afraid that if I'm not careful, one of the four Dharma protectors of the Ming Cult will die!

Everyone was silent, watching the fight intently.

After dozens or even hundreds of rounds, the situation became increasingly critical. Seeing the danger, their faces changed drastically and they couldn't help but shout:

"careful!"

Just because Zhang Wuji was careless for a moment, he was ultimately unable to resist the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills. The force of the claw opened his door and he was grabbed at the vital point!

If Kong Xing was a little more ruthless and used a little more force to force the vomiting out, he would probably die in an instant!

Zhang Wuji, however, was not afraid at all. He was like a madman, fighting to the death. Master Kong Xing thought that Zhang Wuji would have to admit defeat and be captured in such a situation.

Who would have thought that he was so stubborn? The two of them were already engaged in a fierce battle. Although he hadn't unleashed his dragon claws yet, they were already incredibly powerful. Just a slight touch on the vitals could cause severe injuries or even death in an instant!

Although Kong Xing was angry at Zhang Wuji's slander against Shaolin, he never thought of killing him.

Firstly, monks are not allowed to have murderous thoughts or kill living beings. Secondly, there is something strange about this matter. He was suspicious and was about to capture Zhang Wuji to question him, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this!

However, after he exerted his strength, it was too late to retract it instantly, and he couldn't help but feel anxious!

In a flash, a force as strong as a breeze came!

The dragon claw hand force that was just surging suddenly stagnated, Kong Xing's body shook violently, and he flew backwards uncontrollably!

In a hurry, he took several steps back!

Kong Xing's expression changed in shock, but he didn't know why, so he quickly looked up.

I saw a handsome man standing in the place where I was just standing. He reached out and steady Zeng Aniu who was about to fall.

Kong Xing's pupils trembled slightly, and he was shocked!

He had no idea when this person appeared or when he made his move. He appeared suddenly and disappeared in an instant!

So scary!

When thinking of this, Master Kong Xing suddenly felt something strange in his arm.

A feeling of numbness and soreness gradually came over me, and my entire left arm and shoulder seemed unable to move.

I was extremely shocked!

What kind of martial arts is this! ?

Not only was Master Kong Xing shocked, but everyone present was also stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar!

Mingjiao Zhou Dian swallowed his saliva and muttered, "Oh my goodness, where did this fierce guy come from?"

Then, he asked Wei Yixiao, "Vampire Bat, how is this person's Qinggong?"

He didn't see the situation clearly at all. He just felt his eyes blurred and the person was already there.

The one with the best lightness skills here is Wei Yixiao, the [Green-Winged Bat King], so Zhou Dian asked this question.

Wei Yixiao's eyes twitched slightly, and after a while he managed to utter:

“I didn’t see it clearly…”

After these words were spoken, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, and the Five Scattered Men took a deep breath. They might not have much respect for the Green-Winged Bat King, but they were very aware of his extraordinary lightness skills!

If we only talk about lightness skills, there is no one in the Ming Cult who can surpass him!

In the martial arts world, there are very few who can compare with him!

Even he said he couldn't see clearly, so how terrifying must this person's Qinggong be! ?

Zhou Dian said in disbelief, "No way! You can't even see clearly? Could it be that the cold poison has invaded your brain, blurring your vision and slowing your reactions?!"

Wei Yixiao cursed angrily, "Bullshit! I have a very good pair of eyes! Cough cough cough!"