Zhao Xiaomao, leader of the Demon Cult

Taking advantage of Luo Ming's attention being attracted by everyone, Zhao Xiaomao quietly slipped out of the carriage. He is now at the back mountain of Moyunding. When he looked up, he saw lights on the top of the mountain. Hidden in the clouds and mist, I can see it from time to time, the surrounding moon is clear and the wind is clear, there is no one around, although the lower body feels a little uncomfortable, but fortunately Luo Ming was very careful when doing it, and did not hurt himself.

This is a precipitous cliff, with no bare trees on the mountain wall. It is impossible for ordinary martial arts practitioners to climb up it with bare hands without using any tools. What's more, God knows if there are guards on the top of the cliff. I climbed halfway up the mountain, and the opponent shot an arrow, there was nowhere to hide, let alone dodge, there was only one dead end.

After trying to climb the cliff several times, Zhao Xiaomao finally gave up. It seems that what the elder brother said is true. Once you practice masculinity, you will lose most of your martial arts. That is comparable to being abolished in martial arts! !

There was no way to go up the cliff here, so he had to take a detour and trot all the way to a small road that Qin Yan planned to attack Moyunding in advance.

The path is also steep, with two peaks sandwiched between each other, only one person can pass through the middle, and an iron rope on the side of the road for people climbing up the cliff.Zhao Xiaomao slowly climbed up the path, and there were corpses lying on both sides of the path everywhere, some were people brought by Qin Yan, and some were disciples of the Demon Sect sent by Huang Buyi.This way up, the more up, the more frightened Zhao Xiaomao was. On the cliffs on both sides of the path, the cut marks of swords were still fresh, and the blood on them had not yet solidified. Broken swords and knives could be seen everywhere, and severed limbs The arm is even more difficult to block.

When Zhao Xiaomao climbed to two-thirds of the position, he could hear the sound of fighting from the top of the mountain. The terrain has gradually opened up, and the two peaks have become a cliff and a cliff. It was fierce, and there were still some injured and disabled people lying in the middle of the road moaning. When they saw Zhao Xiaomao passing by, whether they were enemies or friends, they kindly persuaded them: "Don't... don't go up..."

"We're nothing but scumbags... When they discuss it... we... we just follow orders..."

"It's just a mess... ah... it hurts me to death!!!"

Among this group of wounded, a man suddenly appeared, dressed in black, with flames painted on his chest, holding a big knife, and shouted at Zhao Xiaomao: "Traitor! Take your life!!"

In the past, Zhao Xiaomao could kill this kind of stuff directly, but now, as soon as he makes a move, his heart is full of sadness. After three or five moves, he is in danger frequently. Come on, a move of Qixing Zhuanyue can be resolved, but it can't use any power at all-flicking the back of the knife with the finger, but the opponent's knife is not flicked, and his finger is swollen; using a hidden leg, the result is not strong enough, He couldn't hook his thick thighs at all; he couldn't even dodge in place. Seeing that his arm was about to be chopped off by the knife, he suddenly heard a sound of piercing through the air and a ding, and the big knife in the man's hand Flying out, Zhao Xiaomao took the opportunity to push the man with both hands, although the force was small, but the position was accurate, the man screamed and fell down the cliff with no bones left.

Only now did Zhao Xiaomao turn around, but saw Luo Ming standing behind him. Luo Ming had a depressed expression on his face: "Little Mao, you just exercised, and now your body is weak..."

Zhao Kitty's expression suddenly changed, Luo Ming hurriedly changed the subject: "This place is very dangerous, why did you come here alone?"

Zhao Kitten glanced at Luo Ming, and said nonchalantly, "The poison has been cured, and you are useless. Everyone, go back to your own house and find your mother!"

Luo Ming almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, he stared at Zhao Kitten, and asked, "You think so?!"

Zhao Kitten was surprised: "Otherwise, what? Are you going to marry me crying? Say yes first, I don't want to do that!"

Luo Ming felt that he had been deeply hurt. Fortunately, there was no one else around. Otherwise, if these words got out, what kind of person would he be? !

Seeing that Luo Ming was in a daze, Zhao Kitty urged: "It seems that the top of the cliff is being fought fiercely, let's go up quickly!!"

Luo Ming nodded with blood in his eyes, and said to Zhao Xiaomao: "Okay! I'll walk in front, you and me behind!"

Zhao Xiaomao knew very well that he wanted to live a wretched and low-key life now, so he didn't have any objections. He turned his side slightly to get out of the way. The charming picture in the carriage flashed.

The two were in front of each other, and occasionally people who came out to block the way were dismissed by Luo Ming, and they went straight to the top of the cliff. Zhao Xiaomao raised his eyes and saw Huang Buyi's three thousand disciples, fighting with the martial arts and the court. The two thousand Imperial Forest Army fought in a group, evenly matched; while Qin Yan, Yue Wu, Shaolin Shixin, Wudang Zhong Yunlong and others were besieging Huang Buyi.To Zhao Xiaomao's surprise, Wu Nitian, the head of the Huashan School, actually held a long sword and stood with a group of young people to find a sense of presence.

The people who were fighting did not know who discovered Luo Ming first, and immediately someone shouted: "Leader Luo is here, everyone is united, destroy the Demon Cult, today!!"

The martial arts decent sects shouted one after another, and some of the Imperial Forest Army also shouted: "Your Majesty is here to march, brothers, let's go!!"

The morale of Zhao Xiaomao's side rose immediately, and they all fought and killed the disciples of the Demon Cult with red eyes.

Huang Buyi fights against five people alone, but he is still able to handle it with ease, with one hand behind his back and one hand behind his back, sneering: "Just because of you trash, you still want to rebel?!"

Luo Ming leaped forward holding the sword, squeezed a sword formula with his left hand, and said sharply: "Huang Yi! Your end is here!"

Huang Yi chuckled, without turning his head or body, his tone was extremely disdainful: "Isn't this the young master of the Luo family? Why do you speak so loudly when you are defeated?"

Luo Ming remained silent, and charged forward with a straight sword. A three-foot long sword turned into thousands of blue lights. The moves were steady and the sword energy was fierce. The people who besieged Huang Buyi were shocked. Without sparing any strength, attack towards Huang Yi.

At this moment, Huang Yi has already started to use his hands, but he still doesn't have any weapons. The purple robe on his body is shaking, and the gold border on the purple robe is shining. Everyone feels that there are countless purple figures flashing in front of them. They haven't figured it out yet. What's going on, Huang Buyi has already come up to him, and he slapped out his palm, like the howling of the sea tide, like the top of Mount Tai, the silver whip in Qin Yan's hand was shaken into six knots, and he had to fight against it with a pair of fleshy palms.

As early as four years ago, Qin Yan could smash a hundred-jin boulder with one punch, but at this moment, when his fist collided with Huang Buyi's palm, it was as if he had punched into a red-hot iron wall, and there was a bang. , Qin Yan's right hand was already shattered and swollen. He was about to push forward, but Shi Xin's Zen staff had already struck.

Shaolin abbot Shi Xin's Zen stick is made of pure steel, as thick as a child's arm, mighty and strong, invincible in the martial arts, he has practiced internal strength for fifty years, and at this moment, his true energy is circulating, and his cultivation must be concentrated on the Zen stick. One stick down could cause landslides and earth torn apart, but unexpectedly, Huang Buyi only lightly moved the stick, and grabbed the stick, and twisted it casually, the stick was twisted into twists immediately, and it was no longer useful.

Wudang Zhong Yunlong held a soft sword, parrying Huang Buyi's attack on Shi Xin's palm, and Huang Buyi's counterattack. Wudang Kung Fu is the opposite of Shaolin. Pull a thousand catties in four or two.Although Zhong Yunlong's movements were slow, his moves were exquisite, and he used the Taiji Sword's sticky character technique to the limit. After Huang Buyi's fleshy palms were taken away by Zhong Yunlong's soft sword twice, his moves suddenly changed, and his fingers slightly moved. With a flick on the edge of the sword, the soft sword in Zhong Yunlong's hand cried out in pain and broke into pieces, leaving only a hilt.

Luo Ming seized the opportunity to attack. He was inherited from his father. Over the years, he traveled around the rivers and lakes, visiting famous teachers everywhere. His martial arts seemed to have formed his own system. Huang Buyi fought Luo Xiangtian a few years ago. The two fought to a draw. Now Luo Ming Although he was young, his martial arts were already superior to his father's. Huang Buyi underestimated the enemy when he was young, but Luo Ming succeeded in three moves and stabbed him in the shoulder.

As soon as Luo Ming succeeded, the rest of the people cheered up and attacked together. When several people were entangled with each other, suddenly two people came running from a distance, one was wearing green clothes, tall and thin, with a serious expression; An obese man, wearing black clothes and smiling all over his face, was Zhao Xiaomao's master Mo Yunsheng and You Xiaoyao who practiced Lianmoyun Dafa.

Zhao Xiaomao was lying on the ground pretending to be a disabled person to watch the crowd fight. Seeing the master coming, he jumped up and shouted loudly: "Master!!"

Mo Yunsheng took a quick glance, but he didn't recognize Zhao Kitten, he just nodded slightly at the young disciple, then turned his head to You Xiaoyao and said, "Are you going or not?"

You Xiaoyao looked at several people besieging Huang Buyi with a smile, and said: "After passing this village, there will be no more shops! We have endured for many years, and today is the day we waited for! Let's fight him!"

Mo Yunsheng stopped talking, and jumped towards Huang Buyi, You Xiaoyao also greeted loudly: "Han Yifei! Protect my master!!"

Han Yifei jumped out of the battle group and shouted yes to You Xiaoyao!At this moment, he turned his head, glanced at Zhao Xiaomao, and thought: This little junior is so beautiful!After a while, you can find him for supplements!He didn't recognize it either. The Zhao kitten in front of him had already been "picked up" by him a few years ago.

The two master protectors of the Devil's Sect participated in the battle, eight of them surrounded Huang Buyi tightly, although their moves and martial arts were different, you went down and I played, Huang Buyi gradually lost the wind with only a pair of fleshy palms.

Zhao Xiaomao saw that our side had the upper hand, and immediately shouted: "Master is mighty! Senior brother is brave! Huang Buyi, your pants fell off!!"

Huang Buyi was startled, looked at his trousers, but was stabbed in the face by three long swords from the four great masters, it was too late to say it, it was soon, Huang Buyi yelled loudly, his hands flew out, A silver thread streaked across the air, bringing out thousands of rays of light, Huang Buyi finally didn't dare to rely on himself any more at a critical moment, and actually used the blood demon magic skill! !

The blood demon's magical skill is invincible and invincible. A silver thread actually changes into various shapes in the sky. With his internal force, anyone who touches the silver thread will be injured by him, and the blood beads will fly in the air. , In the dark night, reflecting the light of the fire, Huang Buyi's face was livid, pretending to be an evil ghost.

There were a few chi chi sounds, and the eight people held their hands together, and a red line was drawn on each wrist, which was actually wrapped in silver wire.

Huang Yi snorted coldly, his fingers trembled slightly, and with a movement of the silver thread, the meridians of the eight people's right wrists all snapped, and the weapons fell to the ground at the same time.