Martial Arts: At the beginning, I picked up Wanhou and Shi Feixuan

"Hmph, you demons heretics, everyone has to punish you!" At this moment, a middle-aged man came out in a row, with a sneer on his mouth: "He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun School, came to teach the White-browed Eagle King Eagle Claw Skill!"

Yin Tianzheng's internal strength was running, he forced himself to move, and was about to answer, when his body staggered slightly, he felt that his blood was churning, and he almost couldn't hold on.

Just now, Yin Tian was going through repeated battles, and he was already exhausted by the wheel fighting method. In addition, he was already old, so it was a bit difficult to continue at this moment.

If it were Yin Tianzheng at his peak, he would naturally be able to deal with He Taichong, but unfortunately now...

Seeing this scene, Song Yu knew he had to act.

He sat on the eagle's back, patted Lei Ying's wings, and saw Lei Ying let out a neighing sound, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

At the same time, Song Yu's voice was filled with true energy and spread throughout the audience.

"All the masters from the six major sects are fighting against one of them. Is this the so-called decent sect?" Song Yu's voice came out.

As his voice spread throughout the audience, everyone looked up subconsciously, and saw a white-clothed Shengxue, handsome and handsome young man with a stunning girl sitting on the back of the giant eagle.

The handsome young man in white had a faint smile on his mouth, looking down at the six sects and the Mingjiao people.

Such a scene made everyone startled.

The scene in front of me was too shocking.

giant eagle.

Young man in white.

Stunning girl.

This scene is like a picture scroll, which makes many masters of the six major schools and the Ming Cult stunned.

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The [-]-word chapter, everyone voted for some flowers to comment on. From last night to this morning, only one person voted for flowers. It's too miserable.

I have updated a lot, one chapter is equal to two chapters of others.

Hey. *

Chapter 47 Shocking debut, all the birds are silent! [4 updates, please support]

"The masters of the six major sects are all out, but they are fighting against one of them. Is this the so-called decent sect?"

Song Yu's voice spread throughout the audience, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Especially seeing Song Yu's unique way of appearing on the stage, it was like a god descending from the earth, which impressed everyone deeply.

"Who is this person..."

Among the Emei Sect, the eyes of many female disciples of the Emei Sect were brightened, and they couldn't help but focus on Song Yu.

Who is this young man in white, such a handsome face, such an extraordinary temperament...

Even many Emei female disciples already have stars in their eyes.

Among these Emei female disciples, a woman in a green skirt is particularly eye-catching. She has a slender figure, and her green skirt drags the floor. Rhyme of fog.

This woman is Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Yu with surprise in her eyes.

And in the dojo of Guangmingding.

Everyone in the Ming Cult was stunned when they saw this sudden change.

The young man in white on the giant eagle is obviously speaking for Mingjiao, who is he?

Yang Xiao covered his heart, glanced at Wei Yixiao who was beside him, and winked at Wei Yixiao and the others, the meaning was obvious: Which of you recognizes this young man in white?

Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian, Monk Can't Tell, and other high-ranking members of the Ming Cult understood Yang Xiao's meaning and shook their heads.

"Strange, you don't know this young man, so what is his relationship with our Mingjiao, and how can he speak for us?"

Yang Xiao coughed, adjusted his breath to alleviate the injury, but couldn't understand it.

The rest of the Ming Cult members were also quite curious and surprised.

the other side.

He Taichong, head of the Kunlun Sect, sneered: "Where did the younger generation pretend to be a ghost? They even want to excuse the villains of the Mingjiao. I think you and the Mingjiao are probably in the same group?"

While speaking, He Taichong held the fine steel sword in his hand, and when he moved the long sword, he saw a sword energy lingering in it.

He summoned his sword energy and slashed fiercely towards the sky.

Immediately, countless sword qi gathered and burst out, forming a huge wave towards Song Yu.

Xiao Zhao's delicate body trembled, and she tensed up immediately.

Song Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even make a gesture of resistance.

Hearing the neighing of the Golden Winged Thunder Eagle, it was already on alert, flapped its wings and flew towards a higher place, and nimbly dodged this sharp sword attack.

He Taichong's attack was missed, his brows were furrowed when he saw this, but he was helpless.

Seeing this, the masters of the six major factions all looked at each other.

This kid didn't know where he came from. This giant eagle flew him in the air, and they were hard to deal with.

In this comprehensive martial arts world, only masters at the level of grand masters have the ability to fly in the air for a long time, and the rest of the masters can only use lightness skills to fly, but the time is not long enough, and it is far from being comparable to the dexterity of giant eagles.

Among the Kongtong faction.

Tang Wenliang, the third of the Kongtong Five Elders, snorted coldly, and said loudly: "Hmph, boy, you just rely on this evil animal to have some supernatural powers. You hide in a high place and dare not come down. If you have the ability, you come down and wait with me." One up and one down!"

"Exactly!"

"It's all about flying by relying on the mount, come down and fight if you have the ability!"

"Hey, that's right, let you taste the power of my Kongtong sect!"

The rest of the Kongtong faction echoed.

In the sky.

Song Yu glanced at the masters of the six major sects, and there were also many martial arts masters scattered in many hidden places around the Guangmingding, all of whom came here for the excitement.

Song Yu looked down at the tiny crowd below the sky, and with a slight arc of his mouth, he said, "Xiao Zhao, sit down obediently for a while, and don't come down, so as not to hurt you."

"Ah?" Xiao Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of Song Yu's words.

"My lord, do you really want to go down? There are masters from the six major sects below, and there are several masters among them..." Xiao Zhao's face was full of worry.

Song Yu said: "You just listen to me."

"But, son, you... oh." Xiao Zhao wanted to speak, but seeing Song Yu's unquestionable expression, he could only nod obediently in the end.

When Song Yu and Xiao Zhao were talking, the masters of the six factions thought that Song Yu was cowardly when they saw that Song Yu on the eagle's back ignored them.

He Taichong sneered coldly: "After all, he's just a brat, he can only say a few words, hey, I thought Mingjiao invited some great helpers."

"Yeah, it's nothing more than a superficial appearance, and Kong has a good skin."

"What a good skin, I think this person's appearance is just plain."

People from the six major sects were discussing in a hurry, and they no longer paid attention to Song Yu.

Suddenly, in the crowd, a female disciple of the Emei Sect exclaimed: "Look, he jumped down?"

"what?!"

Everyone looked up in surprise.

Jumped off?

What happened next is something everyone will never forget.

Seeing that Song Yu's movements were chic and straightforward, he jumped off the eagle's back!

You know, at this moment, Thunder Eagle is nearly a hundred feet away from the ground, at least two to three hundred meters high!

And Song Yu jumped down!

Song Yu didn't have any gaps, his body was like a cannonball, passing through the space of hundreds of meters, and crashing down on the ground.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening bang, the sky was filled with dust, rolling up bursts of smoke.

The entire Guangmingding dojo trembled.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they were shocked.

This scene made many warriors who hadn't reacted subconsciously shrink back, only feeling their hairs standing on end.

In this dojo, thousands of warriors from the six major sects and the Ming Cult were completely stunned.

All I could see was a vaguely visible figure in the dusty sky.

white.

juvenile.

With his feet on the ground and a long fine steel knife on his back, with a peaceful expression, he looked at the many masters of the six major sects.

Under his feet, with Song Yu as the center of the circle, the ground was completely cracked, densely packed cracks extending tens of feet, and the place he stepped on was pressed out into a big hole.

The hard slate floor was shattered by him like tofu, causing dust to rise.

"He, did he really jump off?"

Among the six major sects, some disciples swallowed and stuttered.

"Really, this, jumping from such a high place, he was unscathed?"

"This, what kind of kung fu is this?"

"Is he, is he a human or a ghost?"

Everyone was terrified and stunned.

Jumping down from such a high altitude, the force of the fall is extremely terrifying, even a master martial artist cannot retreat completely, but the boy in white is unscathed!

Song Yu glanced over the many masters in the audience, saw He Taichong, Kongtong Five Elders and other people who were stunned at the moment, and said calmly: "As you wish, my son has come down."

The audience was silent.

A dead silence.

He Taichong, Kongtong Wulao and others, who were still complacent just now, suddenly had a lump in their throats and were speechless.

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Chapter 48 One knife is enough! [1 update, looking for evaluation of flowers]

Song Yu jumped down. No one expected him to appear like this. Everyone was stunned and shocked.

Even the Mingjiao people felt their hearts skip a beat, watching this scene in disbelief.

It was silent for a long time.

At this time, an old monk wearing a cassock and holding a Zen staff restrained the shock in his eyes, and said slowly: "Amitabha, the donor's horizontal kung fu is superb, and the power of the body alone is so powerful. vision."

"In my Shaolin, even the first Dharma hall who has been cultivating the golden bell jar day and night for decades is still inferior to the benefactor."

This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin, Master Kongwen.

To be precise, this old monk is the abbot of Shaolin in the Great Yuan Kingdom.

In this world of comprehensive martial arts, Shaolin is one of the most prosperous and powerful sects in Buddhism. There are Shaolin Temples in the three kingdoms of Great Yuan, Great Ming, and Great Song.

And this Master Kongwen is the abbot of Shaolin Temple in Great Yuan Kingdom.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, Master Kongwen guessed right, he jumped down just now relying on his indestructible body.

Not only that, but he also used the great movement of the universe, so that even if Song Yu fell from a height of nearly a hundred feet, he still remained unscathed.