In the Guangmingding Plaza, the Ming Cultists stood solemnly.

The sharp gold, fire, flood, giant trees, thick earth flags, and the disciples of the Sky Eagle Cult stood in line. The disciples of the four sects stood solemnly, and the black heads spread. Although each flag and the altar fought with the six sects for several battles, there were many casualties, and there were still eight or nine hundred people at this moment. Although there were many people, these people stood there quietly without hearing a trace of coughing and speaking.

In front of everyone, Yang Xiao stood first, Wei Yixiao, Yin Tianzheng stood left and right, and then scattered people stood on both sides. Five big flags each held a big flag, standing there, Gao Qiang, Zhang Wuji, Yu Yinli, stood behind them, Yu Hu Qingniu and his wife and Zhou Zhiruo stood together.

Here, there are Ming Cultists who send messages to the foot of the mountain in a flowing manner.

"The six people sent everyone to the Heimu Cliff..."

"They passed the Golden Fire Cliff..."

"After passing Cuimu Cliff..."

"After passing Qingfeng Cliff..."

"Report... to avoid Baishui Cliff..."

After half an hour, he watched the sun slowly rise to the sky, and his ears were filled with news about what level he had passed. In winter, the sun was warm but not dazzling. Everyone stood on the top of the mountain, and the cold wind whizzed, and they felt a little cold. "Elderly Mother, is your dose accurate?" Gao Qiang glanced at Wang Nangu worriedly. He knew that although all the people of the Ming Cult stood up, they did not want to fight with the Six Sects in a dignified manner, but to paralyze the Six Sect. Wang Nangu's drug is the ace they rely on. According to

Yang Xiao and others decided to take down the six-man sect without bloodshed. Then they surrounded and annihilate the Mongolian Tartars. "Is my nickname called "Without a vain?" Wang Nangu smiled slightly. Gao Qiang noticed that several crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were deeply displayed, and her head was covered with gray hair. She said confidently: "The north wind has been blowing on this mountain for many years, and we have now gained the upper hand. When they come up, it only takes a moment to ensure that they have weak hands and legs and cannot lift a trace of internal energy." "What drug is so domineering?"

"The sad and refreshing breeze passed down from the Yipin Hall of the Western Xia of the Northern Song Dynasty back then!" Wang Nangu said proudly, "I found this prescription for a lifetime of death. It is said that it is a necessary medicine to defeat the strong with the weak."

Gao Qiang smiled bitterly and said, "Elder Mother, others are enemies of ten people and hundreds of people. You are enemies of ten people..."

Wang Nangu smiled proudly, and Gao Qiang took the opportunity to say, "Elder Mother, come, give me some antidote."

Wang Nangu was worried and took out a green jade bottle and instructed: "This antidote is a bit smelly, please be careful."

Gao Qiang nodded and thought to himself: After so many years, mom, you don’t say you can improve the antidote. It’s still so smelly, I don’t even eat stinky tofu…

The two said something after parting, and then heard the noise of footsteps from the other side of the square. Gao Qiang looked up and saw that Kongzhi, who had seen in Shaolin Temple, was walking in front of him and leading a hundred people. Most of them were bald monks, and there were a few lay disciples.

The old nun standing side by side with Shaolin monk was the upside down Miejue, who looked ugly. Her vicious eyes glanced and noticed Zhou Zhiruo beside Wang Nangu, her face turned even blue. Behind her were dozens of Emei disciples, mostly female nuns, and a few male disciples.

Looking over again, the Beggar Gang's palm bowl dragon head, the palm rod dragon head strode forward, the palm rod head faced as water. Behind them were nearly 200 people dressed in clean clothes - most of them embroidered one or two patches on their clothes, which deserved to be the title of the Beggar Gang's Clean Clothing Sect.

Kunlun He Taichong and his wife brought more than a hundred people, and the five elders of Kongtong also brought more than a hundred disciples. In addition, the disciples led by the second elder of the Huashan Sect, about six sects came up side by side. The disciples of various major sects stood up as the master stood, faintly forming a half-moon shape, sieging the Ming Cult. However, compared with the number of people, the Ming Cult was the dominant one. However, the six sects had no disadvantages since they entered the desert. The disciples of various major sects were also very imposing. Seeing this big scene, although they were secretly guarded, there was no panic on their faces.

Jane stood still, so many people gathered together to fight, but there was something that had never happened in Jianghushan before. For a moment, the atmosphere on the field was solemn. Gao Qiang looked up and Yang Xiao looked up, as if he wanted to speak. According to the plan of the Ming Cult, the time to speak up was enough to release the grim breeze. Gao Qiang looked around, but saw two bronze tripods slowly smoking among the middle of Jane. The grim breeze was being lowered there. In order to seek insurance, most of the Ming Cult members distributed the medicine for understanding.

Gao Qiang rushed forward before Yang Xiao spoke, and his body swept forward. The grass flying technique was a graceful and graceful movement in the light craftsmanship. Gao Qiang was so powerful that he was so arrogant that he was only one foot a little bit, his body suddenly jumped up, just like a piece of stagnant wood, hanging in the void, and the soles of his feet were about an inch away from the ground, as if there was an invisible rope in the air ahead. It shook, two, three, and three points on the toes, and then he flew away ten feet to catch a distance, and then reached the middle of the venue. Wow!

As he wished, all the people on the field were buzzing and talking in a low voice. The six-sect didn't know who the guy in the mask was. Most of the disciples stood in the sun, their eyes wide open, and they felt that a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the scene in front of them. They couldn't see clearly when he was standing there. They had sharp eyes and good memory. I remember that this person was standing next to a middle-aged woman. He looked at the middle-aged woman and had a seat. Sure enough, these disciples were secretly shocked: Seeing a living ghost under the sun, it would be unfavorable to go to the army.

Only the master of the six-person sect's skilled kung fu can see it clearly. He was speechless for a moment, just looking up at Gao Qiang to see what tricks this young man with superb kung fu can do.

Yang Xiao and others in the Ming Cult didn't know which play he sang, but as soon as this light skill appeared, it really shocked the scene. Wei Yixiao was even more surprised: This guy was a traitor of kung fu, and the day before yesterday, how could he make rapid progress overnight? His internal strength doubled, and he saw that this light skill was about to catch up with me? Master Miejue raised his eyebrows and shook his sword gently in his hand. The old nun had always had the habit of diverting his anger. Seeing this person, he recognized that it was the two who "plundered" her beloved disciples that day. The old nun looked at Gao Qiang with a cold eye, and his eyes looked at Gao Qiang in a cold way, hoping to cut him into several sections.

For a time, more than 1,500 people in the field looked at Gao Qiang. The heavy and thick atmosphere on the field did not ease, but instead made it even more disturbed because of this unexpected appearance.

Gao Qiang was determined to use his light skills to show off his strength and not let others underestimate him. Everyone looked at him during the scene. There was a hint of panic in his heart, and he secretly mocked himself: he gave a report in front of all the classmates in his previous life. This is probably the feeling...

Gao Qiang bowed to the four directions, and he felt strange: Why do you feel like you are holding a big top under the overpass to perform your art?

He carefully lifted the mask down and said, "Gao Qiang, a third-generation disciple of Wudang, has seen you all here."

There was another lively scene on the court. Most people in the Ming Cult did not know his identity. The six sects cursed him more popularly. Even the old man Zhang Sanfeng was scolded for two or three times, not to mention the others in Wudang.

Yang Xiao looked around and looked at Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao. The three of them were thinking: No matter what, with the time he spoke, the power of the drug spread. Let's let him make a first bird first and stubborn guys who think they are righteous for a while. Then we will say one by one, so don't worry about these guys being captives obediently?

Tang Wenliang of Kongtong Sect had the most irritable temper. He said angrily: "Wudang claimed to be a famous sect, when did he get mixed up with the people of the Demon Sect?"

Gao Qiang smiled slightly and did not answer. He continued, "I would like to be a witness today. I, Gao Qiang, will leave Wudang from today and will no longer be considered a disciple of the Wudang Sect."

Someone in the Huashan Sect immediately scolded loudly: "The guy who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors!"

Although the disciples under the Five Old Masters of Kongtong were not good at martial arts, they sneered that they were the first-class ability. This time they were swearing and were robbed of the top scorer. They were unwilling to give up and immediately messy sounded, comparable to the roar of a Buddhist lion.

Shaolin has always had a gap in the Wudang, and the sect only listened to buzzing and talking softly. Monks cursed that it was a loss of face, and monks just talked softly.

There was a quiet and quiet place in the Emei Sect in Ming Dynasty, but Master Mie Jue's eyebrows were rising higher and higher, almost looking to be vertical, and the cold light in his eyes was leaping. It was obviously waiting for Gao Qiang to say something wrong, and the Yitian Sword was about to drink blood and kill people.

On the other side, Xi Huazi from Kunlun sent a strange sound in the crowd and said, "This kid just ran down the mountain and defected to the Demon Sect. Wudang is all...ah!"

People only saw the strong body in the middle of the venue swaying slightly in the sun. After careful look, there was already a fat Taoist in his hand. This Taoist was wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe, with eyebrows and rat eyes. It was exactly the rude words just now that he was rude and dirty with the local Kunlun School Xihuazi.

At this time, some people in Kunlun School sneered, but the laughter "Haha...ah..." was like being strangled, and the remaining half was swallowed back into their stomachs. Several people around Xihuazi looked at each other, sweating all over their foreheads. They kept looking forward, and there was no one missing person around them. Everyone was thinking: If he wanted to kill me, it would be just a matter of raising his hands and raising his feet. At that time, I was still unaware of it.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian had no face. They held the hilt of the sword and their eyebrows were beating. In front of so many people, they had only had time to see a black shadow flashing by. Without any action, they personally told their disciple Xi Huazi to be arrested. This was a huge loss of face.

This move really shocked most people. Many guys who were cursing were humming and didn't dare to say anything anymore. Even if the man gritted the bullet and continued to "protest", he looked around and went all over to the crowded places.

Xihuazi is also considered a "celebrity" among the Six Sects. He is a disciple of Ban Shuxian, the "Taizhu" of Kunlun. Although he has a bad temper and vulgarity, he is also a master of the Six Sects. Kunlun's leader rarely visits the Central Plains in person. Generally, Xihuazi and a few other disciples walk around. Everyone saw that he was caught just saying something swearing, and he was unable to resist at all. Only then did he hold his mouth and tongue in his stomach. If he was slaughtered for a while, it would not be cost-effective.

Yang Xiao glanced at Wei Yixiao and said with a smile: "Bat King, are you still the fastest in the world now?"

Wei Yixiao snorted coldly and ignored him.

Gao Qiang held Xihuazi's pulse with one hand and secretly shouted "lucky" in his heart! He succeeded with the blow just now, but he took advantage of Xihuazi's carelessness to raise this level of light function, which was something he had never expected.

He saw that most of the people were shocked by him and sneered three times: "I left Wudang just to avoid causing trouble for Wudang. The Wudang Party has the kindness of raising and recreating me. Although I am leaving Wudang now, if someone wants to insult Wudang, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, hum, go ahead!"

He turned Xihuazi around in the air for several times, "Ah!" and threw it at Kunlun Sect with a loud shout. Xihuazi's huge body looked like a large hidden weapon, and it broke through the air, making a huge and loud sound.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian saw that Xi Huazi was coming in a hurry. The two of them were in a different mood and moved their shapes and changed positions. The four arms slowly stretched out to slowly, and Xi Huazi slowly followed them. Otherwise, it would be so fast that Xi Huazi would fall to the ground. In mild cases, the lungs would be damaged, and in severe cases, the muscles and bones would be broken, and they would die.

The two of them just moved forward, but they didn't expect that Xi Huazi's huge body was right in front of the fingertips of their four arms. They suddenly stopped, and turned from extremely fast to stillness. Then they thumped and fell firmly on the large bluestone floor, lying there silently.

Gao Qiang said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, and I'm very angry. This Taoist Master Xihuazi is so angry that I lit his sleepy pussy to avoid talking nonsense."

There was a Kunlun disciple who helped Xi Huazi up there. Sure enough, a huge head drooped and snoring sounds. He Taichong brushed his sleeves and realized that Xi Huazi had indeed been lit in a coma. However, although this acupoint was simple, it was lit by Gao Qiang using the method of exploring the bones to penetrate the hole. If his skill was not as good as avoiding Gao Qiang, the acupoint could not be untied for a while. He Taichong could only wave his hand in disappointment. Several disciples carried Xi Huazi into the crowd, but in the solemn square, did the Kunlun School hear one or two sounds of "Huh, Huh... Huh... Huh... Huh..." sounded quite strange.

A voice from the Shaolin Sect sounded: "Amitabha, the donor has left the Wudang Sect, we don't care about this, but what do you mean by standing here? Are we the six sects the sects the Lord of the Lord alike the enemy?"

Gao Qiang saw that it was a monk wearing a gray robe, standing behind Kong Zhi and Kong Shi. Gao Qiang shook his head: "No, no, Master, I am here, neither the Six Sects are against each other, nor the Ming Cult." "Master" looked surprised: "Then what are you doing?"
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