Facing the various killing moves that came from all directions, Zhao Dibing showed no fear. The Xiantian Qiankun Gong power that he had re-refined with the power of Dragon Yuan was immediately urged to the peak state. The strong Taoist internal energy instantly transformed into the shape of the Eight Diagrams, and a huge thunderous aura was looming in it. It was actually -
Thunder shakes the sky!
Bang!
A muffled sound exploded from mid-air, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, making a deafening bang. The many masters who joined forces to attack Emperor Bing of Zhao were immediately repelled by this extremely domineering move, and they all retreated to recuperate. But how could Emperor Bing of Zhao give them such an opportunity
He immediately swung his hands, and the hexagram in the air suddenly reversed. The thunder force suddenly turned into fire force, and a sky-high fire spread across the prairie, and he suddenly killed the people who were rushing forward. Emperor Zhao Bing used this move without reservation, vowing to take advantage of this opportunity to kill a few lives first.
However, just as Emperor Zhao Bing launched his powerful move, an ingenious aura quickly gathered and appeared. In a flash, Emperor Zhao Bing's powerful strength suddenly disappeared without a trace. Emperor Zhao Bing was shocked and quickly turned around to retract his move. Unexpectedly, just as he retreated half a step, his Heavenly Fire Palm power returned to him intact
"Is this... Great Shift of the Universe?" Zhao Dibing was shocked and quickly retreated several feet to avoid the range of this move. He stood quietly on the white jade square, staring ahead with fear on his face: "I didn't expect that even the Persian Ming Cult would be dispatched?"
The man who came was a tall and handsome man in fine clothes, about thirty years old, with a long nose and a wide mouth that always seemed to have a smile on its face, full of confidence. He looked at Emperor Zhao Bing and smiled, saying, "I have heard for a long time that the Ninth Prince of the Great Song Dynasty has extraordinary skills, but after seeing him today, I find that he is just so-so!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhao Dibing also smiled and looked back, saying coldly: "I have also heard that the Great Ming Cult's Zun Mingshu is a peerless hero, but I didn't expect that he would be willing to serve under Yu Luosha and be a running dog. He is just a facade!"
"Sharp-tongued!" Ming Shu snorted coldly and waved his long sleeves. Five more people jumped out from behind him, using a set of combined attack techniques that matched the positions of the five elements, and quickly surrounded Emperor Bing of Zhao.
It turned out that these five people were the five types of demons under the Master of the Persian Ming Cult. They all learned their martial arts from the Master's "Sutra of Wisdom of the Origin of All Things", but they did not learn it as thoroughly as the Great Master. They only learned part of the five elements and then used them together to attack. Their power was enough to rival the world's top masters.
This situation was different from the previous ones, and even Emperor Zhao Bing had to take it seriously. He slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the True Dragon Sky Sword behind him, waiting for the opponent's aura to change, and then he would launch a thunderous attack!
But before the five men could get close to Emperor Zhao Bing, a terrifying and extraordinary murderous intent leaped down from the sky!
As soon as everyone looked up, Wu Tianxia's figure soared up like a sharp whirlwind, bringing with it an unprecedentedly strong and fierce air mass. The strength of this air mass shocked the two onlookers. In just a moment, Wu Tianxia had crossed a space of more than ten feet and came to the side of the five-type demon.
At the same time, ten fierce and brutal moves were blasted out from where he was, overwhelming and pressing down.
This move was the "Ten Directions Invincible" move that Wu Wudi, the founder of the Wu family, learned from the "Ten Strong Martial Arts". Using his own well-honed killing moves, Wu Tianxia displayed ten martial arts at the same time, using the "knife, spear, sword, halberd, stick, fist, palm, leg, finger, claw" of the "Ten Strong Martial Arts" in different directions, making the enemy seem like one against many.
For a moment, everyone saw only fist shadows, sword shadows, etc., as if they were being besieged by ten martial artists performing the "Top Ten Martial Arts". They couldn't help but feel dazzled.
The move that Qi Wu Tianxia was using at this moment was the ultimate move of the Ten Directions Invincible—Kill All Directions. Once this move was used, one would also bear great risks, and it required decades of profound skills to activate it. However, at this moment, he was surrounded by enemies, and in a sudden attack, he had to gain something in order to slightly turn the situation around. Therefore, when Wu Tianxia used his powerful move, several wailing sounds were heard from the field.
In the blink of an eye, all five types of demons of the Great Ming Sect were killed by Wu Tianxia
After a successful move, Wu Tianxia also suffered great damage. He quickly stepped back and stood side by side with Zhao Dibing, while secretly recovering his strength with the Xuanwu True Art.
"Damn it!" The Great Ming Sect Master was immediately furious and cursed loudly, while Zhao Yanhao on the other side raised his voice: "Wu Tianxia, do you want to stand on the side of Emperor Zhao Bing and get involved in the party struggle?"
"I dare not. Wu Tianxia is in charge of the Divine Marquis Mansion and naturally will not get involved in party disputes. It's just..." Wu Tianxia stared at Ming Shu in front of him with scorching eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "But I will definitely not let the bastards of the Great Ming Zun Sect or the Western Luosha Sect to interfere with my Great Song Dynasty!"
"What a bastard from the Great Ming Sect! Come, today let me see how powerful the disciples of the Divine Marquis Mansion are." Ming Shu roared, and pointed his finger in the distance. The air between heaven and earth was quickly stirred, and turned into a sharp giant sword that was earth-shattering, and stabbed straight towards Wu Tianxia's vitals.
"To capture a thief, you must first capture the king. Emperor Bing, go and arrest Zhao Yanhao. I will deal with the Great Ming Sect Leader!" Wu Tianxia gave a few instructions to Emperor Zhao Bing, then immediately picked up the Tiandao Battle Box behind him and headed straight for Ming Shu!
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Zhou Yi, along with Tang Shangxin, Qin Ge and Qiu Ruoshui, were rushing through the imperial city. Somehow, half of the imperial guards guarding the palace seemed to have disappeared, not a single figure could be seen. Seeing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but become worried, and he felt a sense of conspiracy.
"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant suddenly rang out, and a masked monk slowly appeared on the roof of the alchemy room, chanting the "Nirvana Sutra" in a low voice, and slowly walked in front of the crowd.
"The sea of suffering is endless, turn back now!"
"Hmph! Baldy, why don't you stay in the temple to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name instead of coming here to pretend to be a charlatan?" Tang Shangxin said sarcastically, "Go away quickly, otherwise I will..."
Tang Xin was about to say something, but Zhou Yi pulled her behind him. He whispered to the three people around him, "You go support Emperor Bing, I'll take care of this guy!"
"Is it necessary? He's just a monk?" Tang asked sadly and puzzled.
"Of course!" Zhou Yi turned his head and stared at the monk in front of him, his face revealing a solemn expression that could not be concealed: "This man is definitely a powerful enemy that should not be underestimated. He is definitely not inferior to Yagyu Muneaki. Let me take on the challenge! You guys go quickly!"
Qiu Ruoshui nodded. The Wudang chief disciple was the leader of the remaining three. She looked at Zhou Yi deeply and flew away without hesitation. The monk did not stop her, but just stared at Zhou Yi with a smile, as if he had some deep meaning.
"I have long heard that the Nine Heavens Sutra is the most powerful martial art in Wudang. Today, I, a humble monk, would like to ask the Qianbei donor for some advice on the Washing Marrow Sutra!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yi's pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at the monk in the distance with unconcealed surprise, muttering those three magical words -
Washing Marrow Sutra?! (To be continued)