Ten consecutive draws in the movie world

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As the night passed, the murderous aura filled the air.

At the foot of Guangmingding Mountain, the six major sects divided into six groups, and they all went up to Guangmingding together.

But what surprised the six major factions was that they had already killed halfway up the mountain, and Mingjiao had no resistance at all.

Except for the Wudang faction, the members of the other five major factions were a little apprehensive. The calm before the storm was often the scariest. They had traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and had never encountered such a situation, which inevitably made their hair stand on end.

But there are countless banners erected on the top of the light, and there are many shadowy figures, letting them know that there are demon cult thieves on the top of the light.

but why?

Why didn't the demon cult thieves resist at the foot of the mountain or on the mountainside, instead they all concentrated on the top of the mountain?Are they going to use falling stones?But the trick of falling stones is useful to ordinary soldiers, and it has very little lethality to them, who are strong in the martial arts.

What the hell is that?

The six major factions are puzzling.

No matter, let's kill him first.

"Kill it!"

……

At Guangmingding, Huang Shang saw the direction of the six major factions rushing up, and said to the flag bearer: "Naner Road is the Wudang faction, don't attack, and the other five factions, fight hard!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The flag bearer immediately stood on the high platform and issued a set of semaphore towards the opposite side of the mountain.

The scout on the other side of the mountain who was in charge of watching the news saw the flag bearer's semaphore with binoculars, and used the semaphore again to convey the news to the scout in a hidden tunnel at the foot of Guangmingding Mountain.

When the scouts in the tunnel saw the semaphore, they immediately dictated the news.

"Hahaha! People from the five major factions wait to die!"

The ground at the foot of Guangmingding Mountain shook for a while, and hundreds of Shenwei cannons were pushed out from the tunnel, lined up in three rows, and the muzzles of the cannons were aimed at the five factions rushing to the halfway up the mountain.

"Listen to my order!" A leader of the five-element flag raised the pennant in his hand, and the gunners in the first row loaded the shells into them and lit the torches.

The pennant waved downward vigorously: "Fire!"

The fuze was ignited, and all the gunners stared excitedly at the five major factions who had reacted. Seeing their surprised expressions, their hearts became more and more excited: goodbye, the five major factions!

boom--

A round of cannons rang, the earth shook and the mountains shook, screaming incessantly.

"Second platoon gunner, reload!"

Reloading is complete.

"put!"

boom--

"Third platoon gunner, reload!"

"put!"

boom--

In the three rounds of bombing, except for the Wudang faction standing motionless on the mountainside, watching the other five major factions being bombarded in a daze, nine out of ten of the other five major factions who wanted to rush down have been bombarded to death. Or someone with luck rushed down.

It was too late to reload at this time, the gunner immediately pushed the Shenwei cannon back to the tunnel, and the Five Elements Banners armed with weapons rushed out. Seeing the survivors of the five major factions, they immediately swarmed up with piranha tactics, killing those who had managed to escape. The people from the five major factions who came down divided and ate them.

No matter how advanced the martial arts are, they are still afraid of kitchen knives. Facing thousands of armed Five Elements Banner crowd, the surviving masters of the five major sects could not escape death.

The battle went from start to finish in less than half an hour.

Dimensionality reduction strikes are so terrifying.

Huang Shang walked down from the top of the mountain, walked up to the Wudang faction, clasped his fists and said, "Huang Shang has met all the friends of the Wudang faction."

Song Yuanqiao, who led the team, hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "Song Yuanqiao has met Huang Jiaozhu."

"Uncle Huang!" Zhang Wuji jumped out, his expression extremely excited: "What was that just now? It seemed that there was a thunder, and then the earth shook, it was too powerful."

Huang Shang looked at Zhang Wuji who seemed to be a bit belligerent, and smiled slightly: "Why are you here too? Your mother didn't spank you?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhang Wuji blushed, and said, "I've grown up, father and master also said that I should gain some experience in the world, so they let me come here. Uncle Huang, you haven't told me yet, what is that under the mountain?"

"It's nothing, it's just a Shenwei cannon that I researched in my spare time." Huang Shang smiled and said, "I haven't brought it out before because the technology is immature, but the five major factions came to besiege Guangmingding. The technology is still immature, and this leader will let them come and go!"

"Shenwei cannon...it really is invincible." Zhang Wuji was full of praise, but at the same time a little sad: "Uncle Huang, with this Shenwei cannon, won't our martial arts training in the martial arts be for nothing in the future?"

Huang Shang shook his head and said: "It won't be for nothing. When our religion recovers the Han family, we will hold the world's number one martial arts competition regularly. Those who achieve good results will be rewarded, and the common people can also buy tickets to watch the excitement and create for the country. Taxes, when the time comes, the masters in the martial arts will become big stars, and they will be sought after wherever they go, so how can it be said that martial arts is useless?"

The future scene that Huang Shang casually sketched made the eyes of everyone with martial arts shine brightly, especially young people such as the Green Winged Bat King, White-browed Eagle King, and Zhang Wuji. People all over the world know how powerful they are.

But right now...

"Alas! The Five Great Sects...it's a pity." Song Yuanqiao looked at the dead bodies of the Five Great Sects masters all over the mountains and plains, feeling very sad, especially those female disciples of the Emei Sect. His son Song Qingshu seemed to like a girl named Zhou Zhiruo, what a pity.

Zhang Wuji walked up to Song Qingshu who was secretly wiping away his tears, and patted his buttocks: "Why don't you have a wife, brother, please rest assured."

Song Qingshu patted Zhang Wuji's hand away, feeling very sad in his heart, he was already in his 20s, and finally met a girl he liked, without saying a few words, just separated by Yin and Yang...

Could it be that I, Song Qingshu, can only be bullied by Zhang Wuji?Forget about crying this baby to death.

Zhang Wuji patted Song Qingshu's butt again, comforting him softly.

Song Yuanqiao's face was filled with relief when he saw their brothers and sisters being so friendly.

……

Everything is over, the Wudang faction wanted to say goodbye and leave, but Huang Shang stayed with them and told them the news that Zhao Min led an army of tens of thousands to outflank towards Guangmingding.

"what!?"

Everyone in the Wudang faction was shocked and angry: "What a hateful Yuan soldier!"

Seeing Huang Shang's calm expression, as if he had a plan in his chest, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly cupped his fists and saluted: "I also ask the leader Huang to give advice."

Huang Shang smiled slightly: "With the mighty cannons around, why should Brother Song be alarmed?"

Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and shook his head: "Alas! I actually forgot the divine power cannon of your religion."

Huang Shangdao: "When the Yuan army comes, let's go down with a few shots. You Wudang soldiers will follow my Mingjiao soldiers and horses to cover up and kill them. After the Yuan army has been killed and dispersed, go back to the Wudang sect."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, clasped his hands together: "Thank you, Master Huang."

Huang Shang waved his hands, looking at the distant edge: the overall situation is settled.

Chapter 75 You Look Like My Mother

The next day, Zhao Min's scouts were observing the situation not far from Guangmingding. When he saw that there was no sign of fighting at Guangmingding, and the people from the six major factions had disappeared, a thick fog filled his heart.

After observing for a while, seeing that there was indeed no sign of fighting at Guangmingding, the scouts were about to report back, but at this moment, a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air and smiled at him.

The scout had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, and was immediately fascinated.

"Go back and tell your princess that the six major sects have entered Mingjiao, and Mingjiao is about to be destroyed."

"Yes……"

Soon, Zhang Min received the report from the scouts, and frowned slightly: Is Mingjiao so vulnerable?

Thinking that the six major sects are all masters after all, even the Mingjiao will be hard to resist, so he felt relieved and said: "Advance faster, don't let any one escape."

"Yes!"

……

At Guangmingding, upon hearing Feng Ji's voice transmission, Huang Shang smiled slightly: "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Feng Ji was full of joy: "Feng Ji is willing to do anything for Young Master."

Huang Shang: "Oh?"

Feng Ji: "(*/＼*)"

……

At Huang Shang's order, the Mingjiao group performers, dressed in rags and covered in blood, appeared on stage.

When Zhao Min led an army of hundreds of millions to the foot of Guangmingding Mountain, he saw the corpses of Mingjiao and the six major sects all over the mountain, which showed how tragic the battle had been before.

Faced with so many corpses, Zhao Min not only didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but showed joy on his face: the six major sects and the Mingjiao had better die together, and the Princess of the county should do it himself.

Thinking so, Zhao Min still ordered [-] troops to surround Guangmingding, just like she thought at the beginning, none of them could be let go.

But when the army was in action, many thick, hard and round black foreign objects suddenly protruded from the mountainside of Guangmingding, which made Zhang Min stunned for a moment, and instinctively felt an ominous premonition.

"First row, fire!"

boom--

……fire!fire! ...

After three rounds of shelling, the 1-yuan army collapsed.What made them collapse even more was that the dead body that had been lying on the ground stood up, wielding a sword in its hand, and killed them with a ferocious expression.

"Mom-"

The Yuan soldiers who were still alive threw away their helmets and armor and fled in embarrassment, but most of them were beheaded by the Mingjiao or Wudang sect who were chasing them, and none of them escaped.

A brilliant victory.

While cleaning the battlefield, the Ming Cult members found that there were still three people alive, two of them were very old, and both were missing a hand, and the other was a young man with delicate skin and flesh, wearing a blood-stained white coat, although he was unconscious It passed, but there was no injury on his body. It should have been protected by the two one-handed old men when facing the shelling.

The members of the Ming Cult admired such loyal servants who protected the lord, so they gave the two one-handed old men a knife to free them in advance.

As for the young man in white clothes, he was not an ordinary person just by his attire, maybe he was the leader of Yuan soldiers, so some Mingjiao disciples sent this young man to the Guangmingding Hall and handed it over to Huang Shang for disposal.

Sitting on the leader's throne, Huang Shang looked thoughtfully at the comatose young man in white.

"My lord, she is Zhao Min." Feng Ji whispered in her ear.

Sure enough it was her.

Zhao Min was very lucky to be able to survive under the intensive artillery fire.

Huang Shang's eyes moved slightly. Just now, Zhao Min's heartbeat and breathing changed slightly.

"Now that you're awake, get up!" Huang Shang said slowly, "Don't pretend, you won't be able to hide from the scouting of the leader."

Zhao Min still lay on the ground and didn't get up. If she didn't have absolute confidence in herself, Huang Shang would have been almost hidden by her.

"You can't get up, right?" Huang Shang said lightly, "Then there's no need to get up. Drag it down and cut it off."

"Huang Jiaozhu is really different."

Zhao Min got up from the ground, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of vigilance: "My servant, Zhao Min, has met Huang Jiaozhu."

Huang Shang looked at her.

Although this job is not as good as Xiao Zhao, it is better looking than Zhou Zhiruo.

It's a pity that it was the hostile camp, and it still killed security.

Huang Shang is not a person who is indecisive and thus misses the opportunity to let the tiger go back to the mountain. Just like many authors who write novels, even if the villain has already stretched his neck for the needs of the plot, the protagonist just doesn’t want to kill him. It was because of some emotional entanglement and so on, there was really nothing to write about, so the villain was killed, it was so entangled to death.

Huang Shang was different, he was able to nip the threat in the bud and nip it in the bud, but anyone who stood on the opposite side of him would use the fastest knife to chop off the mess, not giving the enemy the slightest chance to come back.

From beginning to end, he has always been this kind of person.

That's why he completed the tasks in the first few worlds so quickly and smoothly.Unlike other time travelers, it will never end without a million-word ups and downs plot.

His style is to cut off all the ups and downs, a pure man's punch, never procrastinating.

"Zhao Min, right?" Huang Shang waved his hand: "Drag it, cut it off."

Zhao Min was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded.It wasn't until she was tied around her neck with a rope by two Mingjiao disciples that she forgot her image and struggled violently: "You can't kill me, I am the daughter of King Ruyang, and I am the princess of Dayuan, kill me, My father will not let you go!"

"It is I who will not let you go." Huang Shang waved his hand: "Don't waste time, drag it on, cut it off!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Zhao Min was dragged down with his hands and feet tied.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! Ah—! Don't kill me... woo woo... Don't kill me..."