The strongest master in history

"In such a crazy tone, how dare you ignore our six major factions!"

"What kind of bullshit court conspiracy, I think this is your conspiracy."

"The Devil's Cult has nowhere to go today, and it's a good time to kill them all."

"It is our bounden duty to eradicate a great harm to the Central Plains martial arts."

"Since he wants to see the strength of our six factions so much, all the leaders should meet his request."

Yang Xiao said: "Mr. Lin, I am grateful for your generous help to Mingjiao, but we still have the power to fight, so we dare not bother you. Let Mingjiao take over this battle."

Yin Tianzheng also followed up and said: "My hands have been itchy for a long time, and my skills have recovered a lot, so it is not a problem to fight. The six major factions are here for our Mingjiao. How can I let Mr. Lin stand in front of me? Don't people laugh at our incompetence?"

Lin Yuanjian nodded: "Since the Eagle King said so, then Lin will watch the battle from the sidelines first."

Zhang Wuji said: "Grandpa, why don't you let Wuji fight on your behalf..."

Yin Tianzheng waved his hand to stop Zhang Wuji from continuing, saying: "Grandpa can still move." After speaking, he spread the cloak behind his back like a goshawk, and fell lightly into the open space in the arena.

"Which hero is willing to come up to teach you?" Yin Tianzheng said loudly, and his voice resounded through the audience.

Tang Wenliang quietly retreated into the crowd of the Kongtong faction. He didn't think he was Yin Tianzheng's opponent, and he was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he forced himself into battle.

There was silence among the six major sects, and not long after, Song Yuanqiao came out with four juniors and said, "Five Heroes of Wudang, learn the tricks of the Eagle King."

"Fuck, it's really shameless for five middle-aged people to beat an old man. The Wudang faction is indeed a martial arts master. With five enemies and one, it makes people laugh." Zhou Dian said eccentrically.

Hearing that Song Yuanqiao and the others felt a little blushed, it is indeed a disgraceful thing to beat one out of five.

Yin Tianzheng laughed loudly and said, "So what if there are five, even ten old men will not back down half a step."

Yu Lianzhou said: "Since Eagle King is so confident, then our five brothers will not be polite."

Yin Liting said: "My third brother was harmed by your Tianying Sect back then, and today we must pay back the debt."

Zhang Wuji said very nervously: "Grandpa, you have to be careful." Whether it is Wudang Five Heroes or Yin Tianzheng, he doesn't want any of them to be injured.

Song Yuanqiao's five-man sword was out of its sheath, surrounding Yin Tianzheng, and his steps kept changing, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Yin Tianzheng's body was as motionless as a mountain, and his expression was calm and composed.

Lin Yuanjian looked at the field quietly, with his martial arts cultivation level, he could see through the reality at a glance, and he already knew the outcome of this battle.

Affected by Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, Yin Tianzheng's skill is far weaker than before. If he is at the peak, of course it will not be a problem to deal with the Five Heroes of Wudang.But according to the current situation, Yin Tianzheng's odds of winning are too low.

"Look at the trick!" After a cold shout, Song Yuanqiao suddenly drew his sword just now, but he looked bright and aboveboard, without losing the demeanor of a righteous master.

The fierce sword light attacked Yin Tianzheng's left rib mercilessly!
Yin Tianzheng was about to dodge to the right, but Yu Lianzhou had already seen his intention, and quickly blocked his way with a move.

After that, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu also displayed their unique skills, attacking one way each, and almost blocked all Yin Tianzheng's escape routes.

Yin Tianzheng, who knew that there was no way to retreat, chose to fight head-on, but he also had skills in fighting head-to-head. He chose the softest persimmon, and Mo Shenggu, who had the lowest level of martial arts, became the breakthrough in his eyes.

I saw Yin Tianzheng let out a long cry, and his hard claws slammed into the sword stabbed by Mo Shenggu.

Although Mo Shenggu's aptitude is not bad, but he is too young and his skill is not as old as Yin Tianzheng. Under this blow, his sword was directly blown away by the brute force.

Yin Tianzheng took the opportunity to break through, avoiding all the sword moves behind him, and the fierce and domineering Eagle Claw Grabber attacked Mo Shenggu one after another.

Mo Shenggu hurriedly returned the sword to protect himself, and under the restraint of the other senior brothers, he also gradually stabilized.

The five people cooperated more and more skillfully. Although Yin Tianzheng couldn't be hurt for a while, it seemed much calmer than the latter's situation of multi-tasking against the five people.

Yin Tianzheng was slowly falling into a passive situation. Under the continuous and exquisite sword moves of Wudang Five Heroes, the chances for him to counterattack were getting less and less.

Shixiang's weak tendons were scattered and weakened his combat effectiveness!
"Grandpa is showing more and more flaws, Master, I can't watch it here any longer." Zhang Wuji said anxiously.

Lin Yuanjian said: "Don't worry, those senior uncles and uncles of yours seem to be ruthless in their moves, but they are actually very measured. Your grandfather's life will not be in danger."

Zhang Wuji still couldn't let go of his heart. Both sides of the confrontation on the field are the people he cares about most.

"Although the Eagle King is famous, he will eventually grow old." Song Yuanqiao said while making a move, "Your internal energy and physical strength are exhausted, and if you continue to fight, you will definitely be defeated."

"You want to break the old man's fighting spirit with just a few words?" Yin Tianzheng shouted coldly, his claws thundered down like thunder, shaking Song Yuanqiao's sword aside, while he himself staggered, and his body trembled uncontrollably with.

Shixiang Ruanjin Powder had just been detoxified and hadn't recuperated in time, and after such a high-intensity battle, Yin Tianzheng was almost unable to hold on.

Sure enough, the swords of Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu pierced from four directions at the same time. Yin Tianzheng was not as fast as when he first struck, and was surrounded by a square formed by four crossed swords in an instant. As long as the blade is a little closer, Yin Tianzheng's head will surely fall to the ground!

"Good! Wudang swordsmanship is really exquisite!" Everyone from the six camps applauded.

Song Yuanqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the pale Yin Tianzheng, and said, "You lost."

At this moment, someone shouted loudly: "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

Immediately there was a wave of shouts, and everyone kept repeating the same sentence: "Kill him!"

The four brothers Yu Lianzhou looked at each other, not knowing what to do, they all turned their eyes to Song Yuanqiao.

Yin Tianzheng said: "This old man is defeated. I have nothing to say. If I want to kill, I will kill it. Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it's really outrageous."

"Stop." Zhang Wuji leaped into the arena, feeling agitated: "Several masters and uncles, please let Grandpa go, Wuji is willing to bear any consequences, and is willing to accept challenges from anyone from the Six Great Sects."

The four of Yu Lianzhou sighed secretly, and withdrew their swords.

Song Yuanqiao said helplessly: "Wuji, Uncle really doesn't want you to go through this muddy water, you...you are a disciple of our Wudang Sect."

Zhang Wuji said: "But I am also the grandson of the White-Browed Eagle King."

"He has long regarded himself as a member of the Devil's Cult, father, why should we show mercy to him!" Song Qingshu said coldly from below.

Lin Yuanjian was immediately happy: "If you are not convinced, you can come up and challenge Wuji again. I think Wuji will be happy to give you advice again."

"I..." Song Qingshu's face suddenly turned blue and purple, the scene of being seriously injured by Zhang Wuji's palm last time came to mind, if he goes up again this time, wouldn't he be humiliating himself?
Lin Yuanjian continued: "What? Don't you dare to be the leader of the third generation of Wudang sect?"