"Okay, then I'll ask all sects to send people out." Zhang Wuji nodded. It would be a problem to say that these six major sects were also a problem. If they had directly competed for the number of people, the Ming Cult would have been completely wiped out long ago. They had to come up with a martial arts rule battle, which gave Zhang Wuji a chance to show off!

At this time, a man wearing a mask among the Ming Cult is watching Zhang Wuji's performance!

"Dad, let me meet him if he has any skills." Song Qingshu walked out of the crowd with his long sword in his hand. He was very satisfied when he saw the gazes from people from the six major sects, but when he looked at Zhou Zhiruo, he was deliberately avoided.

"Qingshu, just defeat him, don't hurt this little brother's life," Song Yuanqiao said to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's sword move seemed to slow down several times in Zhang Wuji's eyes, and the real and false sword moves were also full of flaws. Zhang Wuji held an ordinary sword in his hand and gently picked up Song Qingshu's sword.

Song Qingshu's sword actually flew out and was inserted into the rock ground beside him. Before Song Qingshu could react, Zhang Wuji's sword was already pressed against his neck, and at some point his handsome face was also cut into a small hole, and blood oozed out.

"Wudang Advanced Sword Technique?" Song Yuanqiao, who is proficient in all martial arts of Wudang, recognized at a glance that Zhang Wuji used the advanced sword Technique. Zhang Wuji defeated Song Qingshu, who used the Wudang Sword Technique, and only used one sword?

"Why does this young man have the sword technique of my Wudang Sect? Who is he? Song Yuanqiao, who was beside him, looked at Zhang Wuji in a daze!" Shu's face was so ugly, so embarrassing, and more importantly, Zhou Zhiruo was still watching him make a fool of himself!

"I lost." Song Qingshu almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence. After saying that, Zhang Wuji let go of his sword and looked at the people of the six major sects, wondering who they will send to fight next!

Song Qingshu, who picked up the sword, did not return to his Wudang Sect, but instead used the Tiyunzong to come to Zhang Wuji in a few steps. The iron sword in his hand was about to take his head. "Qingshu, no!!!" Song Yuanqiao saw that Song Qingshu had surrendered but still attacked. Regardless of whether he could defeat Zhang Wuji, he had already lost completely in terms of martial virtue!

Song Qingshu was angry and annoyed. The sword in his hand was caught by Zhang Wuji, as if he was firmly sucked by two magnets. No matter how hard Song Qingshu tried, he couldn't pull it out. Song Yuanqiao had arrived and slapped him in the face with a slap.

"If you are not as skilled as others, go back and practice hard. You even do such a despicable thing as a sneak attack. You have lost all the faces of our Wudang!" Song Yuanqiao was really disappointed. Song Qingshu has always been his pride. Today he actually did such a sneak attack!

Song Yuanqiao turned around and faced the six major sects and said, "I lost the Wudang Sect, and I'll ask you to send their own candidates." After that, he looked at Zhang Wuji with gratitude, and then pulled Song Qingshu back to the Wudang Sect with a black face.

"Okay! The little brother is doing a pretty job!"

"come on!"

There were cheers of cheering like a sky-high among the Ming Cult. Although Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng were also happy, they were not as happy as others, because Song Qingshu from Wudang Sect went to fight because they underestimated Zhang Wuji's strength.

In the next battle, the major sects will definitely send their strongest combat power. This young man is no match after all...... "I wonder which sect will be the next one to fight?" Zhang Wuji asked.

"Let me send you Emei to learn about your sword technique. Let's see if your sword is faster or my Yitian Sword is faster!" Master Mie Jue jumped into the battlefield, and the long sword in his hand was particularly eye-catching.

"Is this the Yitian Sword?" Zhang Wuji observed the sword in Master Mie Jue's hand. The sword body was shining introverted, as if it contained endless murderous intent. It was indeed a peerless sword!

"How many people who have bad intentions want to get my Yitian Sword, but unfortunately they all became evil spirits under the sword in the end!" Master Emei saw that Zhang Wuji's eyes were always on the Yitian Sword, and said sarcastically, "Boy, if you can defeat me, Yitian Sword will be yours."

Master Mie Jue said so because she thought Zhang Wuji had no chance of defeating her, so she would play with Zhang Wuji.

"good"

Zhang Wuji's words almost made Master Mie Jue too amused. Do you think you can really defeat me and seize the Yitian Sword? "Let's forget it, little brother, this Master Mie Jue is so powerful. In addition, she has a powerful weapon like Yitian Sword, so you can't beat him. We are already very grateful to you for being able to help Ming Cult come forward," Yang Xiao said sincerely.

"Haha! Fight slowly! If you fight both sides, you will be hurt by the Yitian Sword when the time comes! An Mixiu sneered."

"Yes, we're already grateful for you."

"Come back, let's fight them to the death!"

"At worst, I can fight with the six major sects to the death!"

............

"My brothers, just be patient and heal your wounds. I can still deal with Master Miejue. Yang Zuo, please don't be distracted from speaking. Just concentrate on using your energy to heal your wounds. Zhang Wuji said to everyone in the Ming Cult behind him."

Master Mie Jue held the Sword of the Heaven, and attacked Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji fought with empty hands! It shocked everyone again!

I saw Zhang Wuji playing Tai Chi with both hands! He actually fought with Master Mie Jue in no way. If it weren't for the strong sword energy of the Yitian Sword in Mie Jue's hand, Zhang Wuji wouldn't dare to fight him, Mie Jue would have lost.

"What kind of martial arts are you doing? It's so weird!" Master Mie Jue frowned, and every sword he slashed seemed to be removed by an invisible gravity! He could not hurt him no matter what!

"The Master is going to lose," said He Taichong of Kunlun Sect.

"Yes," the others nodded in agreement. Master Mie Jue was at the end of his strength and his momentum was getting weaker and weaker. Zhang Wuji seemed like an ungrateful bull, still exerting his strength!

Zhang Wuji slapped the Yitian Sword with a palm. Master Mie Jue's arm was numb, and Zhang Wuji took advantage of the situation to kick the Yitian Sword in her hand into the sky with his right foot. Master Mie Jue wanted to snatch it, but was moved by Zhang Wuji with the Great Transfer of the Tiankun! The Yitian Sword fell steadily in Zhang Wuji's hand.

"Master, your Yitian Sword has fallen into my hands. Are you already losing? Zhang Wuji smiled with the Yitian Sword in his hand."

Master Mie Jue really regrets how she said such words. Now, the Yitian Sword belongs to someone else, and her heart is bleeding, "Okay! OK!, Yitian Sword will be left to your custody for a few days first, and I will come to ask for advice in the future!" Master Mie Jue snorted coldly and returned to the team. She thought in her heart that the Yitian Sword might not be able to get it back, and she said this just to be more decent.

“Good!”

"come on!"

Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao looked at each other, and they both saw hope in each other's eyes!

"I didn't expect that the Ming Cult that became my huge ended up being protected by a young man in the end, I really couldn't imagine that it would be!" Yang Xiao sighed.
Chapter completed!