The strongest master in history

Yin Tian was staring at the ten-mile canyon in front of him, and sighed: "Mr. Lin is really terrifying, such a powerful method is unparalleled in the world."

Wei Yi said with a smile: "I doubt Mr. Lin is not an ordinary person, no ordinary person can practice martial arts to this level."

Peng Yingyu said: "If Mr. Lin can fight against the enemy, he can definitely block a hundred thousand with one blow!" He is the person in the Ming Cult who has the most frequent contacts with rebels from all over the world, and he knows how terrifying it would be if a peerless master like Lin Yuanjian went to the battlefield killing machine.

What thousands of troops and horses, what exquisite battle formations, are all destroyed and vulnerable to a single blow.

Everyone chatted for a while in shock and emotion, and the disciple of Hongshui Banner finally brought him here.

The two disciples of the Raging Fire Banner and the two disciples of the Houtu Banner were both responsible for security work in the vicinity not long ago.

"Subordinates see the leader." The five saluted one after another.

Zhang Wuji said: "There is no need to be too polite, I think you all already know why I called you here, tell me what you saw at the time."

As expected, what the congregants who were nearby at the time saw was basically the same, without any deviation.

Zhang Wuji told them to keep it as secret as possible and not to spread it to outsiders.After all, this kind of thing is too shocking, and it is not necessarily a good thing if it is spread uproariously. It is good that people in this religion know it well.

Zhou Dian said: "Hey, it seems that we will have to detour in the future, such a big canyon..."

Yang Xiao ordered the envoy of the Houtu Banner to lead people to clean up the corpses in this area. If so many corpses are left to be exposed to the wilderness, it is easy to breed plague and the like.

The members of the Mingjiao quickly returned to the main altar. Under Zhang Wuji's orderly arrangement, the fragmented Mingjiao finally got together tightly.

Zhang Wuji issued three orders in the name of the leader. According to Yang Dingtian's last words, one is to bring back the Golden Retriever Lion King to Binghuo Island, the other is to go to Persia to find the Holy Fire Order, and the third is to ask the Mingjiao people and the six major sects to abandon it. Letting go of previous suspicions, put the main energy on the great cause of fighting against the Yuan Dynasty.

Naturally, everyone agrees to the first two items, but the third item is a bit difficult.

However, under Zhang Wuji's repeated requests and the analysis of interests, everyone still chose to focus on the overall situation.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was quite a leader, and also very assertive in his actions, Yang Xiao, who was still a little worried, was completely relieved.This leader must have been chosen correctly.

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Killing nearly [-] people with one sword did not bring any psychological burden to Lin Yuanjian, not to mention that those members of the Haisha faction of the Shenquan Gang are not good things. Although it is unlucky to die under Lin Yuanjian's sword, it is definitely not wronged. .

What surprised Lin Yuanjian was the power of this sword. It should be difficult for ordinary monks in the alchemy stage to cause this level of damage, so he can only attribute it to the fact that the skills he practiced are too heaven-defying.

At this time, Lin Yuanjian was no longer on the top of the light. He knew that the masters of the imperial court had probably already started to take action, and they were going to defeat the people of the six major factions one by one on the way home. If he did nothing, they would all fall into Zhao Min In his hands, he became a pawn for the imperial court to coerce and blame Mingjiao.

Such a situation is not good for Mingjiao, that is to say, it is not good for his good apprentice Wuji. Lin Yuanjian will never allow this to be loud.

It was too late to tell Zhang Wuji, Lin Yuanjian hastily wrote a simple letter and handed it to Xiao Zhao, signaling her to bring the letter to Zhang Wuji, and then Lin Yuanjian floated down the Guangming Peak.

The people from the six major factions had been away for several hours, and they went back to their homes. Lin Yuanjian naturally couldn't take care of the safety of all of them.But at least before leaving the Kunlun Mountain area, they took roughly the same path.

The Wudang faction was the last to leave. After thinking about it, Lin Yuanjian decided to go after them first.

Zhao Min's Shaolin masters from the Western Regions and Xuanming Erlao probably have been waiting under Guangmingding for a long time. They came prepared, and there are colorless and odorless poisons like Shixiangruanjinsan. As long as you find the right opportunity , with Zhao Min's scheming and wisdom, none of the six factions can escape.

Lin Yuan saw Yukong walking, all the way to the east, constantly looking for the figures of the six major factions.

They should all travel on foot. If they were not people with very deep internal energy, they would never be so extravagant to use lightness kung fu to travel such a long distance, which would cause a huge consumption of physical strength and internal energy.

The Kunlun Mountains stretch for more than 2000 kilometers from east to west. The climate is harsh, the mountains are steep, and the average altitude is over 5000 meters.

About ten minutes after leaving Guangmingding, Lin Yuanjian suddenly heard the sound of swords clashing in front of him, and immediately approached silently.

I saw yellow sand splashing in a low valley in front, an old man and several people in warrior costumes were besieging a middle-aged man in Taoist robes. There were many corpses lying around, and the costumes seemed to be Wudang disciples.

The middle-aged man seemed to be in a trance, and there were a few flaws in his swordsmanship from time to time, and he gradually weakened under the old man's attack.It probably won't be long before he will be completely defeated.

Lin Yuan took a look, who else could this person be if not Yin Liting?
Soon, he saw two carriages parked on a small hill to the south of the trough, and there were many people lying in a haphazard manner in the carriages. Of course, they were brother Song Yuanqiao, the unlucky boy Song Qingshu, and some third-generation disciples of the Wudang sect who were accompanying him. .

There is no doubt that they must have been plotted against, otherwise they could not have been captured without fighting back.

"What a Zhao Min, he moved fast enough, but unfortunately I caught up with him." Lin Yuanjian sneered and flew into the valley.

At this time, Yin Liting couldn't stand it anymore, he hit his chest with a palm, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, so vulnerable, I thought Wudang Yin Six Heroes are so powerful, but they are just trash!" The old man said with a sarcasm, "Today, I will let you taste the feeling of being disabled for life like Yu Daiyan."

"Hey, disabled for life? How about you try it too." Lin Yuanjian said with a smile.

The old man was startled: "Who?"

As soon as the four warriors beside him saw Lin Yuanjian, they rushed over with their swords in hand.

These four warriors moved quickly, were strong and powerful, and looked like they were good fighters on the battlefield, but in Lin Yuanjian's eyes, they were no different from garbage.

Seeing that Lin Yuan went up and slapped the four warriors away, the four corpses fell on the sand.

"Zhao Min's masters include two elders, Xuanming, and three house slaves, Ah Da, Er Ah San, which one of these three are you?" Lin Yuan saw Xianting strolling towards the old man, without any expression on his face, It seemed as if it was just a few flies that were just swat away.

Seeing the other party easily reveal his background, the old man's hair stood on end in an instant: "Who are you?"