Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 129 Capture Yang's Rebellion

Master Xuan Ji and Yang Ming left one after the other, and when the figures of the two of them had almost turned into two small black dots, the other people present barely recovered.

The main reason is that everything that happened today was a bit too sensational, and they couldn't accept it for a while.

I don't know the inside story, but I really think that Yang Ming has become so tough that Ding Chunqiu is tough.

Even joining forces with Master Xuanji is incredible enough!

After everyone reacted, they looked at each other, and they could see the shock in the eyes of everyone around them.

No wonder the Demon Cult's demons dared to raid the Songshan Sect, and turned out to have the old monster Xingxiu as their helper!
Everyone's attention gradually recovered. Looking at the Songshan faction on the top of the peak, which was burning ragingly, they immediately started to act again.

Some people are anxious to go over to see the situation, but others are afraid that it will affect themselves.

But just after walking not far away, Wu Xiu called.

"Don't come here, it's poisonous!"

Sure enough, when they looked up, they saw the corpses of many Songshan sect disciples lying in the distance.

At the same time, there were a few martial artists who had just approached the front and rushed to the front, fell to the ground and howled in pain, and the skin on their bodies began to rot and fall off, obviously poisoned.

Although Ding Chunqiu and Zai Xingzi died, the toxicity they left in the vicinity has not diminished.

There was fear in everyone's eyes, after all, everyone had heard about the Xingxiu sect's use of poison, and no one wanted to make fun of their lives.

Those who wanted to go up the mountain immediately backed away, avoiding the area nearby, and then found other routes to go around.

As a result, their speed was also slowed down a lot. Even if they wanted to, they would not be able to go to the Songshan faction to help.

Ahead, Yang Ming and Master Xuan Ji are already approaching the peak.

Before they reached the place, they heard more and more shouts of killing, as well as the sound of weapons clashing.

During the journey, they also saw a small group of members of the Devil's Cult fighting against the disciples of the Songshan School, which was divided into many small battles.

Both sides you come and go, each other wins and loses.

This kind of battle, which is at most up to the initial stage of Qi Gathering Realm, can't decide the overall situation at all, but the fight is very lively, and both sides can't win their opponents for a while.

Unless you wait until those masters have completely decided the outcome, and then come to defeat the enemy in one wave.

Master Xuanji and Yang Ming ignored these small-scale battles, and directly passed over their heads and rushed towards the gate of the Songshan School.

Of course, along the way, the distance between Yang Ming and Master Xuan Ji has become wider and wider.

This is also due to the fact that Yang Ming carries the Yi Jin Jing, his breath is long and there is no trace of exhaustion.

Otherwise, if it was an ordinary gas gathering environment, it would have stopped halfway.

Now I can't keep up, it's just a simple speed gap.

Watching Master Xuanji go further and further away, Yang Ming didn't panic at all.

Master Xuanji was going to support Zuo Lengchan and the others, which had nothing to do with Yang Ming.

He soon arrived at the main entrance of the Songshan School, and looking around, it had already turned into a sea of ​​flames.The surrounding houses were all set on fire, and at the same time, on the steps at the mountain gate, there were many corpses lying here and there.

Yang Ming tapped his toes, and his figure directly passed the flames and landed inside the wall.

Just in time, he saw two groups of people, about 20 people in total, approaching here fighting fiercely.

Judging from the costumes of both sides, the members of the Devil's Cult had an advantage in numbers, and the five or six disciples of the Songshan Sect could no longer hold back, so they could only fight and retreat.

They were covered in blood and were clearly wounded.

They were clearly on their own territory, but there was no trace of reinforcements, and the disciples of the Songshan School were almost desperate.

As soon as they called, the members of the Devil's Cult saw Yang Ming.

In a hurry, there was no time to identify their identities. Anyway, anyone present who is not a member of the Demon Cult is an enemy.

Without further ado, the members of the Devil's Cult separated into two people and rushed towards Yang Ming.

"Shhhh..."

The light of the sword struck, and the members of the Devil's Cult were separated from each other without delay.

"what?"

The rest of the members of the Devil's Cult were taken aback.

At this point in the battle, all the masters that should be in the Songshan faction have been held back or eliminated, so they dared to rush forward.

He Zengxiang hit a nail.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

The disciples of the Songshan School turned their heads in shock, and at the same time hope was rekindled in their eyes.

"Death..."

The leading members of the Devil's Cult rushed over and attacked Yang Ming from several different directions.

For Yang Ming now, their attacks were no threat at all.

The knife in his hand turned like a bloom, and the dense knife energy scattered and shot out.

Several members of the Devil's Cult hurriedly retreated to defend, but Yang Ming attacked casually, leaving them in a panic.

Before he could react, Yang Ming came to several Songshan School disciples.

Everyone was shocked even more.

None of them could clearly see Yang Ming's movement, like a ghost.Obviously, these demon cult members formed a circle, but Yang Ming came and went, treating them as nothing.

The disciples of the Songshan School were surprised at first, but then they were extremely surprised!

"Hero, let's fight side by side and deal with these demon cult monsters together! I am the eldest disciple of Uncle Sun, and I will definitely pass on your credit to the leader of the left alliance afterwards. Thank you very much."

A disciple of the Songshan School shouted.

Yang Mingxin swung a knife, causing chaos among the dozen or so members of the Devil's Cult in front of him, and hurriedly dodged.

Taking the time to look back at him, he didn't start a conversation, but asked.

"Do you know where Yang Fei is?"

When Yang Ming asked, they were slightly taken aback.

Immediately reacted.

"Hero, are you a friend of Junior Brother Yang Fei? When we broke out just now, we seemed to see Junior Brother Yang Fei near Songwu Hall."

The guy who claimed to be Master Sun's disciple answered.

Unexpectedly, you will gain something just by asking.

Yang Ming immediately lifted his spirits.

"Where is this Songwu Hall?"

The disciple immediately pointed in one direction, said something roughly, and he could see it after a few courtyards.

After answering Yang Ming's question, the disciples of the Songshan School just wanted to continue discussing the matter of fighting the enemy side by side.

Yang Ming cupped his fists.

"Thanks for the guide, I'm sorry for the inconvenience, let's leave now!"

As they said that, Yang Ming's figure flashed, and when they realized it, Yang Ming was already far away.

"This……"

Both parties present were dumbfounded.

What does this kid do?

This idea came to everyone's mind.

The Songshan sect disciples are full of confusion, this person is very powerful, why don't you help them?Fortunately, they thought they had run into a backer.

And the members of the Demon Cult were even more surprised.

In the short fight just now, they have already seen the horror of Yang Ming. If they really fight, they probably won't get any benefits.

They already felt that this pursuit would return in vain, and might even cost their lives.

But who would have thought that Yang Ming turned around and left.

Everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.

After a short period of calm, they reacted at the same time and continued to fight together.

Yang Ming didn't take them to heart at all, he stepped on the snow and searched for plums, and passed through several courtyards in a short time.

It has to be said that the Songshan School is really a big family, and the internal area and complexity are beyond Yang Ming's expectations.

If one's eyes are darkened and one searches here out of thin air, it is estimated that it will be difficult to gain anything.

Many houses were on fire, and there were several groups of fighters in the flames. Yang Ming passed them by in a flash, but they were shocked to stop. After confirming that there was no accident, they fought together again.

The houses below and the burning flames retreated quickly, and soon, Yang Ming saw the so-called Songwu Hall.

It's hard not to notice from a distance.

Because there are a large number of demon cult members gathered here, breaking through.

Unlike other places, the members of the Demon Cult here are at a disadvantage and suffer heavy casualties.

The reason is that those who live near Songwu Hall have many Zuo Lengchan's direct disciples, and their strength is even stronger.

After several fights, they stabilized instead.

The situation here is also better, and there is not much fire around.

In addition, the Songwu Hall is not small in size, and there is a wide martial arts arena in front of the hall, where the members of the Demon Cult are surrounded.

Soon, Yang Ming landed on the eaves, looking at the chaos in the field.

Everyone was concentrating on the battle, but they didn't notice him.

Yang Ming's eyes searched here and there.

After a while, it landed on a figure.

Among the disciples of the Songshan School, how many are the leaders, judging from the respect people around them have for them, they must be Zuo Lengchan's direct disciples.

And among these few people, a very high-profile figure, holding a sharp blade and a precious sword as a weapon, formed a sharp contrast with the disciples who used long swords.

It was Yang Fei!

In Yang Ming's memory, he was very impressed with Yang Fei.

Yang Fei has grown up a lot during the time he left, and his appearance has changed a lot from before.

The temperament of the whole person is as if reborn, with a bit of stability in the arrogance.

But Yang Ming still recognized him at a glance.

"Yang Fei!"

When Yang Ming thought about Qin Bo's lame leg, his gaze became even colder.

Taking a general look, Yang Fei and several other Zuo Lengchan disciples attacked one after another.

The treasured sword in his hand changed one after another, and the way he walked was very light.

Sometimes it is a sword move, full of the characteristics of the Songshan School, and sometimes it is the domineering and fierceness of Qianfeng Good Fortune Slash.

Even if Yang Ming saw it, he nodded secretly.

It has to be said that Yang Fei's aptitude is pretty good. Qianfeng Good Fortune is in his hands, and he has already made a lot of progress in a short period of time. If Yang Fei is given three or 40 years of painstaking research, he may not be able to break through to the seventh heaven one day.

However, it is now said that these are empty.

The Qianfeng Haohua Slash in Yang Fei's hands is not a complete version, and with his own proud and eager personality, he has practiced more than vigorously but not calmly enough.

In addition, Yang Fei had to devote his energy to practicing Songshan swordsmanship. The two martial arts did not benefit each other, but instead went their own way, which was unreasonable.

Yang Ming just took a look at it, and he knew it well.

Glancing at the situation in the arena, he drew his sword in his hand.

At this moment, no one has found any trace of Yang Ming.

The disciples of Songshan School are busy attacking.

Especially Yang Fei, when more than a dozen members of the Devil's Cult died under his hands, Yang Fei was already a little crazy.

Since he joined the Songshan School, he has spent most of his time discussing with others, as soon as he can.

In this life-and-death chaotic battle of knife-edge blood, there are different perceptions, and... a sense of excitement.

Maybe it was because of the bad things coming in, Yang Fei's actions were extremely ruthless, he regarded the enemies as Yang Ming, and crazily vented his dissatisfaction.

Grandpa Wang Yuanba died, his mother was captured, and his master had an ambiguous attitude, and even put him under house arrest in a disguised form, making Yang Fei simmer with evil fire.

In the end, it was a brother next to him who stopped Yang Fei.

"Surrender quickly, there is still a way out, otherwise none of you will be able to step out of Mount Song alive!"

Seeing that the demon sect's followers were doomed, these senior brothers began to attack their hearts.

"What kind of nonsense with them, just kill them all!"

Yang Fei shouted violently, and the knife in his hand slashed out, and a stream of knife light flew forward obliquely.

However, this time the previous effect did not appear.

In the air, there was also a wave of sword light cutting down.

boom!
The two sword lights collided, and Yang Fei's attack was easily disintegrated.

This……

The sudden turn of events took both parties by surprise.

Almost everyone was startled, thinking it was a master from the Devil's Cult, they hurriedly looked up.

But Yang Fei had a strange feeling in his heart.

Because he was keenly aware that he was extremely familiar with the blade light that appeared out of thin air.

Everyone looked up and saw a figure, easily leaning on the eaves, as if about to fly into the air.

Who is this person?

Everyone didn't recognize it for a while.

Those members of the Devil's Cult were also surprised, seeing that this was not their own, at least they didn't know each other.

Only Yang Fei recognized him at a glance.

"Yang Ming!"

Yang Fei's voice came out, and the two words almost popped out from between his teeth.

Of course he couldn't forget Yang Ming. After entering the Songshan School, Yang Fei's strongest thought was to become stronger and better, completely leave Yang Ming behind, and then prove that he is a qualified Patriarch of the Yang family.

However, contrary to expectations, Yang Ming can always appear around him in various unexpected ways, and every time it severely damages his self-confidence.

After a long time, Yang Ming's figure almost became Yang Fei's nightmare.

Seeing him today, Yang Fei discovered that Yang Ming had also changed a lot, and his temperament was quite different from the one he remembered.

Yang Fei's voice was naturally heard by several people around him.

"Is he Yang Ming?"

Several people couldn't help being shocked.

They know about Yang Fei's background, and Yang Ming's reputation has become even more popular recently.

Especially after the news that Yang Ming single-handedly broke Songshan's swordsmanship, he has become the public enemy of the entire Songshan disciples.

Unexpectedly, this person would appear!
For a moment, countless hostile eyes looked at Yang Ming.

The most resentful among them was Yang Fei.

"Your Excellency is Yang Ming Yang Shaoxia from Qingzhou?"

Next to him, Zuo Lengchan's second disciple Huang Furui thought for a moment, stepped forward before Yang Fei, and asked.

"good."

"Your Excellency helped the Demon Cult monsters. Could it be that you have joined forces with the Demon Cult and become enemies with our Songshan Sect?"

Huang Furui's words obviously refer to what Yang Ming did just now.

Facing his aggressive method, Yang Ming remained calm.

"I don't care if anyone of you dies. I'm here to deal with private matters, to catch me, Mrs. Yang, for treason."

With that said, Yang Ming pointed at Yang Fei.

"You are talking nonsense!"

Yang Fei cursed angrily.

(End of this chapter)