[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

In the early morning of the next day, the Juejue Shitai of the Emei School selected thirty disciples with strong martial arts skills to besiege the Sunset Cliff; All the disciples under the door were dispatched.The other four factions advised Xianyu Tongmo to act impulsively and wait for Wudang's people to be strong.Xian Yutong just ignored it, and said loudly: "My Huashan School has its own means of killing demons and demons, so you don't need to worry too much. If you can't make meritorious deeds today, you will not dare to lose the beauty of Wudang in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, even a good old man like Song Yuanqiao couldn't help feeling angry.Although he didn't understand the art of war, he also saw with his own eyes that the six major factions had joined forces to besiege the Sunset Cliff in the past few days, with heavy casualties but little success.How come others can't even talk about it when they know that Shao Yutong's deployment is wrong?He slowly said: "Xin Yu is the head of the sect. It is not easy for each sect to train disciples. Don't damage the foundation of the sect just for a moment of pride."

Before Xianyutong could respond, Qian Gongming, a disciple of Xianyutong's sect, shouted loudly: "Wudang sect is greedy for life and afraid of death, but our Huashan sect is not afraid!"

"Who do you say is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Wu Yanshan's complexion changed, and he rushed forward immediately.

Qian Gongming looked Wu Yanshan up and down, snorted coldly, and said proudly: "Whoever dares not fight, whoever is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"There's no way to fight, it's just death in vain! Stupid!" Wu Yanshan replied angrily.

"For those of us who practice martial arts, when we meet in battle, we know that we must die and draw our swords to fight. There is absolutely no reason to abandon the sword and surrender. You Wudang faction have shrunk their necks and dared not show their heads these days, do you think we have not seen it? ?" As soon as Qian Gongming finished speaking, all the disciples of Huashan Sect burst into laughter.

Wu Yanshan's face turned red suddenly, he turned around and knelt down on one knee towards Song Yuanqiao, and said loudly, "Master, Yanshan please fight!"

"Yanshan, don't be impulsive!"

"Yanshan, have you forgotten Senior Brother Song's instructions?"

Fang Zhenwu, Chang Feiyun and others from the Wudang School all persuaded him.

However, Wu Yanshan is as fierce as fire and has a clear distinction between good and evil, and he is a person who can't tolerate half a grain of sand in his eyes.Therefore, Xian Yutong's strategy is stupid, everyone has scruples and dare not speak out, but he is the only one who speaks out.He drew his sword out of its scabbard and put it at his throat, he said loudly: "Sect Master Xianyu's strategy is not effective, but our Wudang sect is not greedy for life and afraid of death. If Master Uncle refuses to agree, Yanshan would rather die than suffer humiliation!"

Speaking of this, Song Yuanqiao is familiar with his personality as the eldest disciple of the third junior brother, how can he stop him?

Seeing that Song Yuanqiao was silent, Wu Yanshan knew that Song Yuanqiao had agreed, and immediately knelt down and said, "Master, please tell my master, this disciple is unworthy and takes the first step, and this disciple did not embarrass Wudang!" He kowtowed three times to Song Yuanqiao.Immediately he stood up and said sharply to Qian Gongming: "Qian Gongming, today I, Wu, will make a bet with you to besiege Sunset Cliff. Whoever takes a step back first will admit that he is greedy for life and afraid of death! Let’s make a detour when we meet again!”

Qian Gongming's complexion turned blue and white, and he regretted that his tongue and tongue caused trouble, and he actually provoked a desperate person!However, the six major sects are all present at this time, if he retreats half a step, there will be no place for him to stand on the rivers and lakes in the future. He forced himself to suppress his fear, and only looked at Wu Yanshan angrily and hissed: "Bet, bet! , I'm still afraid of you?"

Wu Yanshan smiled coldly when he saw that he should bet on the game, and said nothing more.He and the Huashan faction had already broken their faces and would not be in the same rank as the Huashan disciples, so he walked towards the team of the Emei faction and bowed to the leader Miejue Shitai.Miejue Shitai admired his bravery and allowed him to go with the Emei Sect with a slight nod of his head.

Unexpectedly, just after Wu Yanshan entered the team of the Emei Sect, Chang Feiyun, Fang Zhenwu and others rushed to Song Yuanqiao and said in a chaotic manner: "Master, Uncle, Yanshan and I are brothers and sisters. I will never stand by and watch him fight desperately." The truth! Today, this disciple swears to live and die with Yanshan!" After speaking, without waiting for Song Yuanqiao to respond, he turned his head and rushed towards the Emei Sect team.In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eight Wudang disciples ran away.Wu Yanshan saw Wudang's disciples chasing him, but he didn't say anything nasty.Several senior brothers clasped their hands and looked at each other with a smile, saying nothing.

Huo Ran, the youngest among the disciples of Wudang heroes, also wanted to follow, but he was punched by Chang Feiyun and Fang Zhenwu and thrown back, making him wait for Song Qingshu to arrive and explain everything that happened in the past few days in detail. Inform Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu arrived a day earlier than Song Yuanqiao expected.Only two hours after Chang Feiyun, Wu Yanshan and others set off, the figures of Yu Lianzhou, Mo Shenggu, Song Qingshu and others riding horses had already appeared in the desert where the six major factions were stationed, and behind them was Silence The chilling army of thousands of people.

When Huo Ran saw Song Qingshu appearing, tears were about to fall down. He lifted up the ladder and rushed to Song Qingshu's horse after a few ups and downs. He choked up for a long time before saying, "Why did you come here! Brother Chang, Brother Fang, Brother Wu , and more than a dozen Wudang disciples are going to besiege Sunset Cliff!"

Song Qing's expression changed, and he reached out to pick up Huo Ran and put him on the horse. "Talking while walking!" Turning around and shouting, "Uncle Qi!"

Mo Shenggu understood, and immediately rode his horse towards Sunset Cliff together with Song Qingshu.

At this time, the fierce battle under the sunset cliff was already in full swing.

Wang Xianzhong, who was in charge of guarding Sunset Cliff, saw that the six factions came to besiege again, but he was not very panicked.In terms of martial arts, these warriors are really good, but the art of war has nothing to do with personal bravery.He guarded at Sunset Cliff for several days, and the disciples of the six major sects had no choice but to attack by force.However, no matter how high the martial arts are, how can they be against wood rolling stones and iron juice pouring on the body?Even if they rushed up to the cliff with their lightness skills, they also had swords, guns and rockets to serve them.

The beginning of today's battle was no different from the previous few days. Most of the disciples of the Emei School were women with insufficient stamina, and the martial arts of the disciples of the Huashan School were mediocre. Only then did he order loudly: "Cut the rope! Let go of the wood!" The wood, which had been hanging outside the cliff by the rope, rolled down instantly with a flash of knife light.

One of the besieging disciples of the Huashan School rushed to the front. Seeing the fall of the tree, he drew his sword to resist, and tried to cut off the tree at the waist. Unexpectedly, his physical strength was insufficient, and instead of cutting the tree down, he was crushed by the tree with his sword. Made slime.After the tree fell on the mountain path, it rolled down along the mountain path. Even if the disciples of the six besieging sects were all skilled in martial arts, the mountain path was narrow, and if they couldn't dodge it, they would all be seriously injured.Even if he escaped the wood by luck, another rolling stone hit him head-on.As soon as the three eucalyptus trees fell, the mountain path was immediately cleared, leaving only a dozen corpses with mutilated limbs.

But at this time, Chang Feiyun, relying on his lightness kung fu, used the ladder cloud, tossing and turning to avoid the rolling stone and wood thrown by the disciples of the White Lotus Sect guarding the cliff, and rushed to the top of the cliff.

Seeing Chang Feiyun rushing forward, Wang Xianzhong shouted an order: "Swordsmen, prepare! Stab!"

The knives and guns placed on the edge of the cliff came out at once, stabbing at Chang Feiyun, trying to pierce him through.

Chang Feiyun raised his waist, and two long spears passed through his waist.He stretched out his hand to grab the long spear that was about to be withdrawn, turned over with a kite, half of his body was pressed on the long spear, and his left leg kicked away a long knife that was slashing at him.Just as he was about to use the power of the spear under his body to jump up, several spears stabbed at him from above his head.Even if his lightness kung fu is superb, how can he defeat the swords and spears and the nets everywhere?This is called killing the old master with random punches!Chang Feiyun closed his eyes and sighed secretly: My life is over!

"Feiyun!" Wu Yanshan suddenly shouted at this moment.It turned out that Chang Feiyun had attracted Wang Xianzhong's attention first, and Wu Yanshan and Fang Zhenwu had followed suit. The two of them drew their swords and swept at the spears, stabbing them at Chang Fei like chopping melons and vegetables. Yun's spear was swept away.

"Good brother!" Chang Feiyun narrowly escaped death, immediately laughed loudly, turned over and jumped to the top of the cliff.His martial arts skills are so good that when he reached the top of the cliff, even dozens of people surrounded him and they couldn't do anything to him.In the blink of an eye, several disciples of the White Lotus Sect who were in charge of putting down the rolling stone had already been chopped down.

Seeing that the 檑木 no longer continued to roll down, the disciples of all sects rushed up again.

Wang Xianzhong didn't panic after fighting for a long time, he dispatched more disciples to surround Chang Feiyun, and at the same time ordered the archers to shoot arrows to prevent Fang Zhenwu and Wu Yanshan from going up to the top of the cliff to meet Chang Feiyun.As for the disciples of the Emei Sect and the Huashan Sect, they have their own boiling iron juice to serve them!

When Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu rushed down the cliff, the iron juice was exhausted.Chang Feiyun wanted to take over the disciples of the various factions under the cliff several times, but was besieged by the disciples of the White Lotus Sect and fell into a bitter battle.As for Fang Zhenwu, Wu Yanshan, and dozens of other disciples at the foot of the cliff, the mountain path under their feet was all doused with fierce fire oil.

Seeing this, Mo Shenggu changed color immediately, flew to stand on the saddle, raised the hard bow in his hand, kicked the quiver with his right foot, swept thirteen arrows that popped out of the quiver, held it in the palm of his hand, and only placed one of the arrows on the string.The bowstring made of beef tendon was pulled slowly, and the ten-stone hard bow was pulled down by Mo Shenggu like a full moon.He loosened his finger slightly, and the arrow shot through the air immediately, a disciple of the White Lotus Sect who was holding a torch had no time to dodge, he was hit in the chest by an arrow and fell on his back.The arrow's stamina continued, and it actually nailed the body of this White Lotus Sect disciple firmly to the ground.

Mo Shenggu interrupted the disciples of the White Lotus Sect to set fire, and the disciples of other sects who were drenched in flames hurriedly retreated.Once the fire oil is ignited, it is difficult to save it even if there is water. The feeling of being burned alive is really appalling!

"Zhenwu, Yanshan, charge up! Shake the palm of the mountain and hit the cliff!" Song Qingshu did the opposite at this time, shouting loudly to the Wudang disciples to move forward. "Feiyun! Fire extinguisher! Kill the archer!"

Chang Feiyun and others obeyed Song Qingshu's order on the battle formation, and Fang Zhenwu and Wu Yanshan led the Wudang disciples to rush forward again, hitting the cliff mouth with their palms, and the rocks at the cliff mouth were immediately thrown out by these dozens of people The strength of his palm was broken, and the broken stones splashed around, knocking down several archers who had replaced rockets.Chang Feiyun also stopped rescuing the disciples of the various factions under the cliff, and just chased and killed the place where the fire started, and the disciples of the White Lotus Sect were in chaos for a while.

Mo Shenggu's strength is magnificent and his technique is swift. With a twirl of his right hand, another arrow hits the bowstring. He only heard a soft sound of the bowstring, and the second arrow immediately left the string, killing another archer who picked up the rocket. Shot over.

Immediately afterwards, the third arrow, the fourth arrow, and the fifth arrow...

Mo Shenggu is proficient in the technique of concealed weapons, his technique and eyesight are extremely accurate, learning this archery technique is even more amazing.I saw that the arrows shot out in a chain, like a meteor chasing the moon and flying like a wind, overturned a dozen of Wang Xianzhong's archers in the blink of an eye.

Wang Xianzhong used to fight side by side with Mo Shenggu when he was in the Red Turban Army in his early years, and the two of them were far away now, although he didn't recognize Mo Shenggu, he recognized his arrow technique, and immediately exclaimed: "Lianzhu arrow!" Fa! Mo Qilang!"

Mo Shenggu has pinched the carved feathers of twelve arrows in his hands again, but this time the only arrow on the string is aimed at Wang Xianzhong.With a cold face, he said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, how about we stop fighting today?"

Wang Xianzhong sighed, knowing that since Mo Shenggu was here, if he persisted in the stalemate, none of the archers under him would be able to keep.And the person next to Mo Shenggu, presumably he must be a master who knows how to fight.A dozen or so disciples of the retreating factions were shot by the archers, but it was the Wudang disciples who obeyed his order and continued to charge forward, because of Mo Shenggu's support, they firmly suppressed his archers. No damage. "Unexpectedly, you and I fought side by side in the past, but today we have to fight each other!"

Mo Shenggu remained silent and seemed speechless, but his hands holding the arrow were still as firm as a rock.

Although Mo Shenggu didn't answer, Wang Xianzhong was aware of his own family affairs. Mingjiao was like a mess after the death of the Yangjiao leader. The disciples in the Mingjiao lacked restraint and recklessly committed early public anger. Now they are besieged by the righteous way of martial arts.Master Han advised him not to wade into this muddy water, but he couldn't let go of his passion.He waved his hand wearily, ordering his subordinates to loosen the encirclement, and let the disciples of each faction leave on their own.

Seeing this, Mo Shenggu also slowly lowered his bow and arrow.

"Wudang faction is very impressed by the white lotus teaching army galloping all over the world to help the Han people. Wang Yingxiong, if you and I stop fighting, my six major factions don't care about the previous suspicions. How about allowing you to lead the troops away by yourself?" Mo Shenggu didn't want to come out. However, Song Qingshu still wanted to persuade Wang Xianzhong.Seeing that Wang Xianzhong used his troops with a degree of defeat without chaos, he suddenly loved talents.Wang Xianzhong killed so many masters from the Six Great Factions at Sunset Cliff, if he was captured by mistake, his life might be in danger.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xianzhong didn't appreciate it, he only said angrily: "Rescuing the people is loyalty, defending the religion is righteousness! Wang Xianzhong is not talented, but he knows the word loyalty!"

Song Qingshu was not annoyed when his proposal was rejected, he just nodded and praised: "Sure enough, he is loyal and righteous, heroic! In the future, my six major factions will attack the Demon Cult, and they will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Can you rest assured, Wang Yingxiong?"

Song Qingshu was so arrogant, as if the whole Mingjiao was just in his pocket, Wang Xianzhong laughed back angrily, and only said coldly: "Let's take down my Sunset Cliff first!"

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said in a loud voice: "Song Qingshu is going to Wudang, and within three days he will come to capture the Sunset Cliff! Please wait and see, Hero Wang!"