The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

The sword of Heavenly Sword passed by, and the air was twisted by the sharp blade, making people's hair stand on end.

Yue Zhuoqun's body shifted, and the long sword slid down against his chest.

Chi~

The sharp energy spread, and a crack several meters long was torn on the ground.

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes lit up. It was indeed a peerless sword, far more sharp than his Gentleman Sword.

"What a pity, what a pity, such a sword fell into your hands, it's simply a pearl covered in dust."

"Arrogant!" Miejue could never tolerate others' evaluation of herself like this.

She was proficient in Emei swordsmanship, and she created the Miejue Twin Swords. She believed that there were only five people in the world who could beat her in swordsmanship.

In addition, the sharpness of the sword of Heavenly Sword made her look down at all the sword masters in the world.

Yue Zhuoqun felt greatly insulted when he said this.

His eyes turned cold, and the sword of Heavenly Sword turned horizontally.

The tip of the Yitian Sword hummed, and it swung nine times from left to right, unusually fast, leaving nine afterimages on the sword body, but each one was clearly visible.

This move was really a sudden change, as powerful as thunder and lightning, and it was exactly the killer move of her exterminating double swords.

"Hmph!"

Yue Zhuoqun snorted lightly, and his right hand was filled with a faint golden light, and he reached into the sword shadow.

Ding!

The nine sword shadows instantly overlapped and were firmly clamped by the two fingers emitting golden light.

Miejue was shocked, and did not see clearly how Yue Zhuoqun used two fingers to clamp her sword move, and suddenly urged her internal force.

The Nine Yang Gong of Emei was activated, and the strong internal force spread throughout the sword body, trying to break the two fingers: "Let go!"

As a result, her own steps staggered, just like a mountain, and the internal force that surged out was shaken back, and she almost fell to the ground.

"From now on, the Sword of Heavenly Sword belongs to me."

Yue Zhuoqun shook his wrist, and the spiral force surged out.

Bang!

Miejue's palm that was tightly grasping the hilt of the sword was shaken open, and the tiger's mouth was torn.

But how could she care about the pain?

The Sword of Heavenly Sword is too important to the Emei Sect. It contains the secrets of the Nine Yin Manual, which is related to the foundation of Emei's strength.

Anxiously pounced on Yue Zhuoqun, with both palms spread in front of her chest, and the surging internal force of golden light spread out.

Buddha's light shines everywhere, one of the palm techniques of the Emei Sect.

This palm has only one move, which needs to be based on the Emei Nine Yang Gong. The palm power is vast and infinite, which can cover the enemy's whole body and make the enemy unstoppable.

In the current Emei Sect, only Miejue has mastered it, and no one else can use it.

The golden light of the palm power spreads, covering Yue Zhuoqun's figure.

But the next second, the air becomes cold, and the golden light of the palm power spreads like scattered sand, and a touch of sword energy blooms from it.

This is an indescribable sword, as if the world was just opened, evolving into thousands of sword lights.

Chi Chi!

Blood arrows flew, and Miejue's two arms were cut off on the spot, and her body flew out in a mess.

"How can there be such a terrible swordsmanship in the world!"

She faced the sword directly and saw it most clearly.

It was originally one sword, but the next moment it evolved into thousands of swords, which could not be resisted at all.

Yue Zhuoqun held the Yitian Sword and made a sword flower, then looked at the Shaolin camp with a satisfied smile: "Shaolin's bald donkeys, it's your turn."

Kong Zhi and Kong Xing looked miserable. After several battles, they knew that the plan to besiege Guangmingding and wipe out the Mingjiao had failed.

Yue Zhuoqun's martial arts skills were appalling.

Even if they went on the field, they would still lose.

But facing Yue Zhuoqun's challenge, they had no choice but to respond.

Kong Xing sighed, "Brother, I'll go up and take a walk!"

"Just a walk, you Shaolin monks really think it's easy."

Kong Xing was about to step forward, but heard Yue Zhuoqun sneer, "The four great monks Jianwen Zhixing have been famous in the martial arts world for decades. Kongjian died at the hands of Xie Xun, and Kongwen is in charge of Shaolin. Since you two are here, let's go together!"

"Amitabha, Master Yue is a martial arts master, and I really admire him." Kong Zhi's heart sank, and he chanted a Buddhist name, saying, "At this point in the battle, the victory or defeat has actually been decided. "How about we both take a step back and leave Guangmingding now and never seek revenge on Mingjiao again?"

"Hahaha, this is really your usual style of Shaolin! It's a pity that Guangmingding is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

Yue Zhuoqun opened his palms, and the spiral energy spread, covering Kongwen and Kongxing: "Come over here!"

The two were covered by the spiral energy, and felt that the world was pressing down on their bodies, and the strong traction pulled them forward.

Seeing that the battle could not be stopped, Kongxing shouted angrily: "Yue Zhuoqun, do you really think that my Shaolin is afraid of you?"

Buzz!

Hands formed claws, carrying the power to penetrate gold and split rocks.

Kongzhi also had a cold expression, and transformed into heavy palm shadows to slap Yue Zhuoqun's chest.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, Shaolin Prajna Palm.

Yue ZhuoqunSeeing the two's methods, Qun was disappointed.

He had read the 72 Shaolin skills many times and read a lot of Buddhist scriptures. When he used any of them, his attainments were better than these two.

The Yitian Sword was swung, and the tip of the sword pierced into Kong Xing's claws.

Swish~

"Ah!"

Kong Xing screamed and retreated with his arms. The ten fingers that could penetrate gold and split stone were cut off.

The long sword was pulled down, and blood flashed again. Kong Zhi's palms also fell off at the wrist.

"Boring, too boring."

The two masters Kong Zhi and Kong Xing, who have been famous in the martial arts world for decades, couldn't even survive a single move under his sword.

With this level of strength, these so-called masters of famous and upright sects can't cause any pressure.

Fighting with them is not much different from instructing a child.

"The leader is so powerful!" The people of the Ming Cult behind them shouted excitedly, and their blood boiled.

"Master, these righteous people dare to come to our Ming Cult to seek revenge, so we don't have to show mercy. Do you want me to kill them all?" Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao couldn't help but suggest.

"Why kill them? They are all the wealth of our Ming Cult." Yue Zhuoqun shook his head to stop his impulse.

"Wealth?" Everyone was puzzled.

Yue Zhuoqun's mouth curled up: "We will fight against the Mongols in the future, and there will be many places to spend money. These famous and upright sects have been operating in the rivers and lakes for dozens or hundreds of years. I don't know how much gold and silver they have accumulated, which is just right for us to use."

"Yes, why didn't I think of it!"

Wei Yixiao's eyes lit up, and he immediately rolled up his sleeves and said: "Master, I am the old bat who is best at torturing people. I will force them to tell me where the gold and silver of each sect are stored."

"No need to be so troublesome, put them in the dungeon first, and let the leaders of each sect choose a trusted disciple to go back and get the money to redeem them."

Yue Zhuoqun thought for a while and added: "The ransom of 100,000 taels for a small sect, The big sects have 300,000 taels. Well, Shaolin is rich, so we can increase it to 500,000 taels. "

After these words came out, the faces of Miejue and others were all gloomy: "Devil, you are delusional. Even if I die, I will not use the wealth of the sect to support you."

"You have no say in this matter.

I will only give you three months. You'd better send your disciples back to get the money.

If you can't get it after three months, I will kill you and personally destroy the mountain gates of all the sects.

By then, the wealth and martial arts secrets of your sect will all belong to my Mingjiao."

"You, you..."

"Puff~"

Miejue spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.