"Of course. Since Grandmaster Wang is here in person, please go up the mountain!" Elder Wang Yue held his breath, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes. Stretch out your hands and point to the slope steps up the mountain.
Yan Qinrong didn't stop it, since it's for this sake, no matter what you do, it doesn't make any sense.
What they can do is to preserve the greatest vitality of the sect for the master and others who have not yet returned.
Wang Houzhong nodded slightly, ignoring the desolate and inexplicable scene of the Yeshan Sword Sect, and strode up the stairs surrounded by the crowd.
The two elders followed closely behind.
A group of people quickly came to the spacious school field in front of the mountain top hall.
On the school field paved with white stone bricks, all the disciples of the Yeshan Sword Sect had gathered. At a glance, there were no less than a hundred people.
Among them, there are only a few dozen people at the core. Among the twenty or so people, more than half were away from home.
Those who can really meet the enemy are the two elders and three deacons.
"According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, it doesn't matter whether you are one-on-one or together." Wang Houzhong said flatly. "If I win, from today onwards, the Yeshan Sword Sect will no longer be allowed to openly recruit students, and the plaque will be removed on the spot."
He didn't say what would happen if he lost.
No one on the field said he lost, and he single-handedly overthrew the other five big factions. As a master of evil that overwhelms the world, there is no possibility of him losing.
Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong looked at each other, and both of them could see the will to die in each other's eyes.
Today's battle seems inevitable. For the sake of the school's reputation that has been passed down for thousands of years, even if they die in battle, they will never retreat.
clang clang.
With two crisp sounds, the two elders walked out slowly and stood opposite Wang Houzhong.
"Grandmaster, please advise!" Both of them are first-class masters in the Jianghu, below the sect master level is first-class, but when they meet a grand master who is far above the sect master level, they all know that this battle has almost zero chance of winning.
And princes are famous for their loyalty and viciousness, once they fail, no one will be spared.
Wang Houzhong glanced at the two of them.
"I heard that the Yeshan Sword Sect has a technique called the Nine-leaf Square Star Formation, and I want to learn a thing or two.
Don't worry, you can set up your formation calmly, I won't make a move. "
Wang Yue and Wang Yue exchanged glances and shouted almost at the same time.
"Array!"
"yes!"
Immediately, dozens of disciples around rushed out together, swishing and swishing around the two of them, their swords glowing like countless silver snakes jumping.
The two elders cooperated with all the disciples to surround Wang Houzhong. The swords in everyone's hands reflected the light from the sky, and quickly gathered into nine flashes of light, which precisely irradiated Wang Houzhong's whole body.
"Good time!" Wang Houzhong was not surprised but delighted, and the whole person fit into the hedgehog-like sword array on the side.
There was a crisp sound, and more than a dozen sword blades broke at the same time.
Wang Houzhong grabbed it with his big hand, and with his five fingers, a series of red shadows swept across more than ten disciples one after another like lightning.
Bang bang bang bang! !
All the Yeshan disciples he touched screamed and flew out, and the entire sword formation was destroyed in an instant.
At the same time, the two elders drew their swords with all their strength, one from the left and the other from the right.
The strongest move of Ye Shan Sword School Ye Shan Dingyang Needle was aimed at his ear hole almost at the same time.
"Transformation hand." Wang Houzhong flicked casually, and the two sword lights were immediately bounced off easily.
The sword styles of the two elders changed, and the swords landed on Wang Houzhong's shoulders like lightning.
But to no avail, the blade collided with the skin, as if cutting through iron armor.
"What's the use of the sword style so fast? Weak and weak, too weak!!" Wang Houzhong popped out with two palms.
With a clattering noise, he forcefully knocked away the long swords of the two elders with both palms, and patted them lightly on their chests.
"Stop!!" Suddenly, a phantom jumped up from the back of the hall and flew down towards this side.
But it's too late.
Bang bang twice.
The two elders, Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue, only supported a few moves more than ordinary disciples, and they were completely defeated and seriously injured.
"Hey...why are you being aggressive? You have to be forgiving and forgiving." As soon as the phantom landed on the ground, it tapped the ground twice, and the whole person passed through Wang Houzhong like a torrent soundlessly. side.
Swish! !
Three dots of Jianguang's finished characters were suddenly printed on Wang Houzhong's chest.
So fast! !
None of the people present saw how the three swords were shot. Seeing a flower in front of his eyes, Wang Houzhong had already been hit by the sword.
"Long time no see, Xinniang." Wang Houzhong grinned, looking at the phantom as if seeing an acquaintance. The wound on his body was just looking at a little blood oozing out, and it healed itself soon.
"Wang Houzhong??" The phantom turned back like lightning and landed firmly. It turned out to be a hunchbacked old woman with silver hair and wrinkled face.
"This is... the... the Supreme Elder!!" Yan Qinrong immediately recognized the identity of the old woman.
"The Supreme Elder!?" Wang Yue also looked confused. "Uncle Song! You are still alive!?"
The old woman sighed slightly, and looked at Wang Houzhong who was not far away.
"I have lived in seclusion for many years. If you hadn't insisted on being cruel and wanted to kill my nephew, I wouldn't have thought about being born and meddling again."
Wang Houzhong smiled.
"For the sake of the past, I will let you do three moves." He backhanded and pulled out the straight knife he had just put away from his back.
The old woman's complexion was slightly gloomy, although her skill and swordsmanship had reached the level of the Great Perfection in the sect, and she could be called a master, but she faced Wang Houzhong, a real evil master of the martial arts world. The outcome is yet to be known.
But now that the mountain gate has been humiliated, she has no choice but to fight.
"Yeshan Sword School, Song Xinru, please teach me!" She lightly raised the tip of the sword and pointed downward.
... ... ... ... ..
... ... ... ... ..
Bang 嘡.
The broken sword was discarded on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant impact sound.
In front of the main hall of the Yeshan Sword Sect, Song Xinru, the Supreme Elder, half-kneeled on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, holding a broken sword hilt tightly in his hand, trembling all over.
Wang Houzhong looked calmly at the surrounding disciples of Ye Shan who were lying on the ground. After going around in a circle, his eyes fell on Song Xinru again.
"This was your choice back then?" He sneered, "If you had joined me in worshiping the Southern Xieyi sect back then, how could such a result have happened after today
I told you back then that the Yeshan Sword School's swordsmanship is light and changeable, it looks gorgeous, but its power is limited, no matter how strong it is, its achievements are limited. But you don't listen. "
Song Xinru coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and did not reply.
Wang Houzhong shook his head slightly.
"This is the so-called Ye Shan swordsmanship? Is this what you call faith and perseverance?"
He walked slowly to the gate of the school grounds, looking at the plaque hanging above.
The four large characters of 'Light as a Leaf' are slender and exquisitely engraved on the white wooden board.
"From today onwards, the Yeshan Sword Sect will be expelled." He raised his hand violently, and a white light suddenly hit the plaque.
clang!
While the white light was still in mid-air, there was a sudden metal brittle sound, and it was knocked away by a gray shadow out of thin air, flying to the ground far away.
"It seems that when I was away, what happened on the mountain??"
A tall man with an inverted triangle upper body slowly walked up the stairs from the bottom of the mountain.
Lu Sheng's short-cut hair was blown constantly by the wind. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, with broad shoulders and slender arms. His eyes were like blades scorching on the flames, and there was a certain kind of hotness that was about to erupt in danger.
"There are two tricks, junior."
Wang Houzhong was a little surprised. Although it was just a throwing knife he threw casually, this young man who looked less than 30 years old was able to block it. The hidden weapon technique alone was enough to rank among the top 100 in the world. .
"It looks like you are very strong." Lu Sheng looked at the disciples of the Yeshan Sword Sect lying on the ground around him.
"Old man, Wang Houzhong. Junior, you have good eyes, would you like to come with me? Falling into this small sect will only waste your life and have no future." Wang Houzhong invited with a smile on his face.
In this era, being able to stand calmly and without fear in front of him can already be called courageous.
"How many people do you have?" Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes.
"Of course. It's ten times that of this little pie." Wang Houzhong said with a smile.
"If you want me to join you, that's fine too. As long as you can take ten tricks from me." Lu Sheng smiled easily.
"Ten tricks?" Wang Houzhong also laughed, "Even if it's a hundred tricks, if you can break me a little bit, I will lose."
Anyway, the Yeshan Sword Sect, which is mainly based on lightness, can't break through his eight-phase golden body no matter how hard it is stabbed.
Lu Sheng had just made a breakthrough, and was about to find someone to try the sword technique he had just broken through, and now the best one just happened to come.
"It's just right, I just realized the true meaning of our school's swordsmanship." Lu Sheng smiled, holding the hilt of his sword tightly. "Do you know why there are four big characters of Qingling Ruye engraved on the plaque of our school?"
"Why?" Wang Houzhong was slightly taken aback, didn't it mean that the sword technique is light and changeable
"That's because... our school's swordsmanship is too heavy, and you can only be considered a master if you practice it until it's as light as a leaf."
Lu Sheng drew his sword slowly, and everyone saw what the long sword behind him was.
It was actually a giant copper hammer with a bare handle as thick as a human head!
"Don't say that he is not a sword, the swordsmanship has been practiced to the extreme, and everything in the world is a sword."
Lu Sheng played with his hammer gently with his eyes, holding the copper hammer and pointing at the ground obliquely.
“…………”
The corner of Wang Houzhong's mouth twitched, he didn't know how to answer.
A group of elders and disciples who were lying on the ground recovering from their wounds almost missed the mention.
Wang Yue, the elder who passed on the practice, turned red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
You are carrying a hammer in your mother's hand! That's a hammer! !
"Look at my two swords!" Lu Sheng said and raised a heavy hammer from behind.
This one is even more exaggerated, the hammer head is pitch black and covered with spikes, and its volume is almost the size of a washbasin. There are still traces of scarlet on the spikes.
Everyone was powerless to complain.
Wang Houzhong was even more speechless. I'm afraid he met a fool who was born with supernatural power
He shook his head slightly.
"Forget it, let's make a move." As a grand master, his words are naturally full of credibility and he will never go back on his word.
"Are you sure?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"Sure." Wang Houzhong affirmed, "Use your strongest move. Let me tell you that the sword skills you have practiced so hard are meaningless."
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes again.
Because he can't detect the soul out of the body, he doesn't know the specific strength of the person in front of him, he only knows that he seems to be very strong. But how strong it is, he doesn't know.
Wow, he pulled out a thick chain from his waist and connected the two hammers together.
"In this case, I can only use my own flying sword technique..."
With a crackling sound, he raised his arms high, and in the face of a group of people who looked like he had seen a ghost, he swung them violently, pulling the two giant hammers that weighed over a thousand catties, pulling the chains and spinning violently.