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Chapter 182 Fighting the Bright Summit

Suning didn't know one of Zhao Min's purposes, but the Mingjiao could not be destroyed because it was a major event related to the long history. The six sects besieged Guangmingding just to let Zhang Wuji ascend to his historical stage.

No one can be the leader of the Ming Cult. Only he, who has both the identity of the Ming Cult and the Wudang Sect, and a benevolent heart, can have the power of commander. Not even Suning, because there are many people in the Ming Cult who would rather die than surrender.

Before meeting Zhao Min, Suning secretly followed Zhang Wuji and found that he was kidnapped by Budai monk with a Qiankun bag, and the wheel of fate began to spin.

Suning him, just push slowly.

This is a major event that benefits all people in the world. For this, some people must sacrifice, which is inevitable.

The next morning, dawn broke.

Suning left quietly.

After Zhao Min woke up, there was a look of hesitation on his face. He struggled for a long time, sighed sadly, and murmured to himself: "Why am I not a Han? Why are you so invincible? Why..."

It is naturally difficult for Suning to know about this. Even after experiencing Huang Shinu's conspiracy, his state of mind has not changed at all, because he is invincible.

The seven peaks and thirteen cliffs of Guangmingding are now in dilapidated condition. After all, the rebels from all over the Ming Cult are fighting against the imperial court, making it difficult to mobilize troops to come to the rescue. Moreover, along the way Suning walked, there were corpses everywhere, with the majority of the people from the Ming Cult. , it seems that the six major sects have reached Guangmingding with overwhelming force.

However, the six sects did not have a topographic map of Guangmingding, so how could they break through many barriers so quickly?

Su Ning thought for a while, and suddenly thought: "Could it be that the court did it? No, the court hopes that both the Mingjiao and Jianghu will suffer. It is impossible to help the six sects. And, could it be that Cheng Kun is not dead?"

As soon as this idea came out, Su Ning suddenly realized that Cheng Kun was very good at pretending to be dead after all, and he was attacked by his apprentice Chen Youliang. This pair of master and apprentice, who were in a panic, might be planning something secretly.

"who are you?"

When approaching the Bright Peak, there were more corpses, and among them, a few Shaolin disciples who were not completely dead suddenly plundered from the corpses, and attacked Suning as an enemy.

With a bang, those Shaolin sect disciples waved their palms at will and sent Suning flying to death.

Suning's pace remained the same, and it was difficult for these people with three-legged cat martial arts in his eyes to let him stay for a while.

When Suning came to the top of Guangming Peak, a huge palace appeared in his eyes. Inside the palace, there was faintly the energy of martial arts masters clashing with each other, and the sound of overwhelming mountains and seas was like a surging river.

Su Ning skimmed up to the roof, and soon saw that in the square not far away, there was a crowd of people. Among the crowd, there was a Mingjiao altar, which was huge, and a raging flame was burning in the center of it.

On the altar, Mingjiao's Guangming Zuoshi and Wusanren seemed to be healing their injuries, which made Suning more convinced that Cheng Kun was not dead, otherwise how could they all be seriously injured.

Under the altar were the six sects, and everyone was watching intently the fight between Master Miejie and a young man on the stage.

That young man was naturally Zhang Wuji, and his martial arts seemed to have mastered a little bit. Even in the face of Miejue Shitai's Yitian Sword, he could not be defeated with a green steel sword.

Use your own bluntness to block the enemy's no front.

This is the essence of the swordsmanship taught by Suning.

Miejue Shitai's movement became slower and slower, and the Yitian sword in his hand felt as heavy as a thousand catties.

This made her feel strange, the young man named Zeng Aniu in front of her seemed to be in the same line of swordsmanship as Song Qingshu, but the swordsmanship was far less exquisite than Song Qingshu's, but it was enough to deal with her.

"Let go."

Zhang Wuji dodged and moved in the air, then shouted loudly, swiped the Qinggang sword vigorously, and the true energy carried with him directly pulled out the Yitian sword.

Master Jiejie felt a pain in the tiger's jaw, but she was like Jiang Gui, who became stronger with age. When she gritted her teeth, she would rather the tiger's jaw burst than let the Heavenly Sword fall out of her hand.

Zhang Wuji sighed, admiring Miejue Shitai's backbone to protect the sword even if he gave up one hand, he immediately withdrew his sword, but chopped off a strand of Miejue Shitai's temple hair with the green steel sword.

The sword of the exterminator was exhausted.

Zhang Wuji naturally landed steadily.

"Master, I accept it."

Zhang Wuji glanced at Master Miejue, and said with cupped hands.

Miejue Shitai's tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, and the Yitian sword was covered with her blood, and the tip of the sword slowly dripped with blood.

Look at it, it's a bit miserable.

Miejue Shitai looked at the Wudang faction and sighed: "Song Daxia, now all five sects have been defeated by this young man, only you Wudang faction."

Suning is ready to stand by and watch. Zhang Wuji's current martial arts should be able to resolve this crisis.

Just as Song Yuanqiao was about to start, Song Qingshu immediately jumped onto the altar, pointed at Zhang Wuji with his sword and said, "Wudang Song Qingshu, I will teach you, Brother Zeng."

Miejue Shitai stepped down from the altar, and his disciples tore off the Taoist robe and wrapped it around the tiger's mouth.

Song Yuanqiao reminded: "Qingshu, this young hero has already competed with five major sects in turns, and his energy must have been greatly depleted. You wait for him for half an hour."

Song Qingshu nodded, and said to Zhang Wuji: "I'll give you half an hour to restore your true energy through exercise."

The open and upright demeanor made everyone in the Mingjiao feel respect, but it also dissatisfied those from the Five Schools who fought against Zhang Wuji, because it meant that they took turns to fight in vain.

Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "Thank you Song Daxia and Song Shaoxia for their kindness, but I don't need it, let's start now."

After Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns Divine Art was completed, and he practiced the Great Teleportation of the Universe, his inner strength can be said to be endless.

Song Qingshu shook his head and said: "You are looking for death, do you think I am the same as the heads of other sects?"

This is the truth, so even if there is a little contempt and ridicule, the heads of the five sects are not angry.

Moreover, they also believed that Zhang Wuji had no chance of winning, even if he was lucky enough to beat Song Qingshu with one move, the Wudang faction still had a direct disciple of Suning.

"Then be careful."

As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, the Qingsteel sword was unsheathed, and the cyan light of the sword flickered.

Everyone in Mingjiao became worried about Zhang Wuji. You must know that Jianmang is a very high level of swordsmanship.

Zhang Wuji couldn't compete directly with Song Qingshu's sword light, so he could only dodge it with body skills. He knew that Song Qingshu's internal strength had not yet reached its peak, so he could defeat him by delaying.

However, Zhang Wuji glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, wondering if he could defeat her?

Song Qingshu saw that Zhang Wuji was still distracted when he was fighting with him, and he felt angry, the sword light froze again and extended three inches forward.

Zhang Wuji couldn't dodge in time, the shoulder was stabbed by the sword light, but fortunately it was not deep.

At the same time, Zhang Wuji's sword finger had already hit Song Qingshu's shoulder.

Song Qingshu quickly withdrew his sword and slashed at Zhang Wuji's arm.

Zhang Wuji glanced back.

The two exchanged moves, and each suffered a little injury.

"Look at the sword."

After Song Qingshu's zhenqi movement on his shoulders recovered, he immediately handed out a sword.

This sword, the sword is very gentle, it looks very insignificant, but only Zhang Wuji can feel the unstoppable sword energy of the sword.

Zhang Wuji's expression froze.

This is Suning's unique swordsmanship.

Xie Shuijian style.

Zhang Wuji discovered that there was a unique flaw in the corner of the sword's momentum, and immediately used acupuncture techniques to prepare to crack the sword.

But he was wrong.

When Song Qingshu raised his sword, the opening was filled with the power of the sword.

In Suning's swordsmanship, the weak point is the strongest point.

Zhang Wuji was really inexperienced in facing the enemy, if it wasn't for the protection of the body by the Nine Suns Divine Art, and the great movement of the universe to divert Song Qingshu's sword energy, that arm would have been removed.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and once again performed the Xie Shui sword style.

While avoiding, Zhang Wuji was thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji had an idea.

He immediately waved the green steel sword in his hand and performed the same sword style as Song Qingshu, the Xie Shui sword style.

Song Qingshu was shocked, how did he learn this sword?

(End of this chapter)