Global Selection: Only I Know the Story

When Tianyu walked into the main courtyard, he heard shouts and curses, and the sound of weapons clashing. The square outside the main hall was darkly packed with people, and a fierce fight was in progress.

Forty-nine yellow-robed Taoists formed seven Tiangang Beidou formations to compete with hundreds of enemies.

The martial arts of the more than a hundred people were not very good, and most of them were Huo Du's followers and followers.

The seven Beidou Formations of Quanzhen Sect disciples are combined into a large Tiangang Beidou Formation. Although they may not be able to defeat the enemy, at least they will not lose.

"Borrow the sword to use, no, you won't need it anyway, just give it to me!"

Tianyu casually grabbed a sword-wielding warrior, punched him to death, and snatched the sword away.

"Bold, who are you?"

"ah…"

A samurai leader drew his sword and slashed at Tianyu, but Tianyu struck him in the neck with his sword, killing him immediately.

96𝖘𝖍𝖚.𝖓𝖊𝖙】

"Senior Brother Zhao, you..."

When a Taoist priest saw Zhao Zhijing taking action to kill someone, he looked stunned and his thoughts were stuck in his throat.

Is there such a move in the martial arts taught by Quanzhen? It looks very powerful. Could it be that Senior Brother Zhao created it himself?

"How is the situation inside now?"

Tianyu glanced at the Taoist and felt something was wrong in his heart.

My own blind chicken is awesome at hacking and slashing, but it doesn't quite match the style of painting here. Anyone with a little bit of discernment can see that there are many flaws, so try to use Quanzhen swordsmanship.

"Dozens of masters rushed in. We couldn't stop them, so we asked Senior Brother Zhao to take action."

"There are only a few real people and senior brother Yi Zhiping in the main courtyard, so I'm afraid I'll be outnumbered!"

When several Taoists saw Tianyu's arrival, their spirits immediately rose, and they swung their swords to force their opponents back, and said quickly.

"Okay, I'll go in and take a look." Tianyu nodded and said.

"Senior Brother Zhao, someone wants to attack you, be careful!"

The panicked voice of a Taoist rang out. Tianyu waved his wrist and swiped his long sword backwards. The three killers who tried to attack in a room were killed on the spot by Yue Hao Ningshuang.

He originally inherited Zhao Zhijin's swordsmanship, and coupled with his powerful physical attributes, his strength now far exceeds that of anyone in the Quanzhen Sect.

"this…"

The Taoists were stunned at the same time, with expressions of disbelief in their eyes, and they almost opened their mouths to cheer.

Zhao Zhijing is known as the best in martial arts among his three generations of disciples, and his martial arts is much higher than theirs, and they know it in their hearts.

But they never thought that Senior Brother Zhao's swordsmanship could be so strong. They couldn't understand a simple Chaoyuehao Ningshuang.

Even if his master takes action himself, he can't do it with such ease and grace, right?

"You form a formation to defend here, I'm going to help now."

Tianyu didn't stay any longer, and went straight through the sword formation and walked into the hall. Whenever there were any entangled opponents in the way, he stabbed them to death with one sword, and then walked directly into the hall. There was no enemy in sight.

"Senior Brother Zhao is good at swordsmanship. Thank you very much for your help, Senior Brother Zhao. Please also ask Senior Brother to go in quickly and help some real people..."

After receiving Tianyu's help, Quanzhen disciples' pressure was greatly reduced, and their spirits were lifted. It was like the Tiangang Beidou array echoed each other.

Although the number of enemies is large, they can still be contained.

Inside the main hall, it was a different story. Only the firelight from the backyard was shining in, and the heat wave was surging.

There are seven futons arranged on the ground. Seven Taoists sit cross-legged, with their left palms connected and each with a right palm, to resist the siege of more than ten people around them.

"Disciple is late, please forgive me, Master!"

Tianyu strode forward, facing the drizzle and wind, and killed the two masters standing in front of him with two swords.

"Zhijing, you're here... hmm?"

In the midst of their busy schedule, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi glanced at Tianyu, and they were both stunned when he happened to draw his sword to kill.

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They had fought with these two men for a while and knew that their martial arts were extraordinary, but in front of Zhao Zhijing, a third-generation disciple, they had no power to resist.

"Little Taoist priest, your swordsmanship is pretty good!"

In the center of the hall stood a noble man wearing a brocade robe and a jade belt, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was waving the fan and smiling!

Next to the noble prince stood a middle-aged Tibetan monk wearing a red robe and a golden crown.

Tianyu glanced at them, and then the two men were calm and seemed to have acceptable martial arts skills. They should be Huo Dou and Dalba.

The martial arts of these two people are indeed not bad. They are above the level of the Quanzhen Seventh Son.

Thinking of this, Tianyu smiled slightly with kind eyes.

"I'm asking you something, little Taoist priest!"

When Huo Dou saw Tianyu's smile, he thought that Tianyu was taking the initiative to show his kindness, and he felt even more proud.

"How old are you? You are a little kid and you are still imitating other people's behavior. Where are your adults? Are you that old monk next to you?"

Tianyu mocked calmly.

Huo Dou was naturally going to be killed, and with one strike of his sword, Huo Dou would most likely be dead.

The effect of this is not very good, it seems to be a bit of a sneak attack!

His mission was not to kill Huo Dou, but to increase his presence in the hearts of the Quanzhen Seven Sons and maximize Huo Dou's interests. This was what he needed to consider.

"presumptuous!"

"Why don't you kneel down and kowtow!"

There were seven or eight followers standing next to Huo Du, all of whom glared at Tianyu angrily.

"You're still not convinced when I call you little Taoist priest, are you?"

"Look, the Taoist priest lying on the ground like a dead dog, he must be your uncle or uncle!"

"That rubbish can't even take a few moves from me, you Quanzhen junior, it's not your turn to speak here!"

Huodu's face also sank, revealing a murderous intent.

He was only in his early thirties, at most a few years younger than Zhao Zhijing and Guo Jing.

And his status was quite noble, he was the grandson of Temujin's andar Zamuha.

Zamuha had a very good relationship with Temujin, but for the sake of power, he eventually chose to part ways with Temujin and became Temujin's number one enemy on the grassland!

Unfortunately, in front of a figure like Temujin, Zamuha was still not good enough and was eventually executed by Temujin.

Maybe it was to appease Zamuha's tribe, or maybe it was because Temujin was nostalgic. Although Huodu was not given military power, he still enjoyed a very high treatment.

Of course, compared with real princes like Mengge and Kublai Khan, Huodu is still not good enough.

Even his status is not as good as that of King Jinlun who was used by Kublai Khan at will.

In fact, Huodu fled from Yang Guo's black iron sword in the original work. Because he was worried about King Jinlun's revenge, he simply disguised himself as a beggar and hid for more than ten years.

From this, it can be seen that Huodu's status is really high, but it is not that high.

"Brother Zhao, be careful, the Mongolian prince's martial arts are very high. Uncle Hao just made a mistake and fell into his trap!" Yi Zhiping reminded hurriedly.

But while he was talking, because his mind was distracted, he was cut on the shoulder by a Mongolian master, and blood was dripping immediately.

Yi Zhiping groaned in pain, and fought back desperately in a panic, and barely forced the other party back.

Tianyu glanced and found that there was indeed an old Taoist priest lying on the ground beside Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, and his life and death were unknown.

This is probably Guangningzi Hao Datong.

The fire was raging at this moment, but everyone still formed a formation to resist and was unwilling to retreat, probably to protect Hao Datong.

Qiu Chuji and others were not decisive masters like the Five Supremes. Holding a seriously injured and dying person, they could not escape unscathed from the siege of the Mongolian masters.

Even if they were not careful, they might lose their lives!