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Chapter 23: Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return

(Thanks for staying at the front line, military myths, the rewards of the Nether Blood Butterfly Shadow and Yangzhigang)

A hundred feet away, a crowd of black people were fighting there. Three big flags in the crowd were particularly eye-catching under the light of fire, one black flag, one red flag, and one white flag fluttering in the wind. Wherever the flag goes, it must be the most fierce place to fight.

This was a fighting battle. Three teams of people were fighting against the three teams, and they were fighting each other. The sky and the earth were fighting and the stars were moving. Li Zhichang slapped Yuanzhen's Lingtai acupoint behind him, and the true energy penetrated Yuanzhen's body. Yuanzhen woke up slowly and saw a face with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his nose was hanging on his face. Only then did he realize that the person who captured him alive was just a man in white clothes in about thirty.

This person's face vaguely made him feel familiar, but if he had seen this person, he would definitely have an impression. He spent his whole life, but he didn't expect that when he encountered this incident at the critical moment of revenge, he felt a little discouraged for a moment.

Li Zhichang said: "Master, have you seen it clearly? I ask you who are from the Ming Cult and the six major sects. I don't want to use any other means. You'd better tell me honestly."

Yuanzhen sneered, "Below are Kongtong, Huashan, and Kunlun. The ones they face are your Ming Cult's sharp golden flag, the flood flag and the fire flag. You don't even know them. The Ming Cult's civil strife has come to this point, and even your own people cannot recognize them. It is indeed retribution."

Li Zhichang said: "So that's it, but you seem to hate the Ming Cult very much, and you even defected to the Mongolians. Shaolin Temple has been known as a famous sect since ancient times. It's really interesting to have talents like you."

Yuanzhen said: "It's strange that you didn't know the Five Elements Flag after practicing the Great Movement of the Ming Cult. Do you still want to be the leader? At this time, the Five Elements Flag is not at a disadvantage. If you go down to save people, you can't win people's hearts."

Li Zhichang did not comment and sealed the Yuanzhen Tiantu acupoint again. Suddenly, a yellow fireworks rose in the field. Soon two more people came from the east and west. The people and horses in the east were mixed, and all monks holding sticks rushed over quickly under the leadership of three old monks.

Li Zhichang thought: This is naturally the Shaolin of Wudang. The monk in the west is undoubtedly from the Shaolin Temple. In the east, he saw Yin Liting of the Wudang Sect that he had seen before, and he knew it.

These two major sects joined in. The three flags of Ruijin Banner, Flood Banner and Fire Banner were immediately discontinued and showed signs of defeat. Li Zhichang let out a clear roar, and the roar actually overwhelmed the sound of fighting and drums. Let the people present catch the fighting and the horses who were fighting, and be clear from the endless killing.

At the same time, a long and profound voice from the Wudang Sect said, "Who is coming? Please sign up." In this complex battlefield, the speakers' voices are neither fast nor slow, with sufficient energy, and very good at nourishing qi.

At this time, someone from Shaolin Temple also spoke: "The person holding the man seems to be Junior Yuanzhen's nephew."

One of the heads of Shaolin Temple, the thin and small white-browed old monk said: "Who is this young master and why did he catch my Shaolin disciple?"

The people who spoke were not weak in their internal strength. They were all famous figures in the martial arts world. Their internal strength caused them to make sounds, which also covered the sound of fighting on the entire battlefield.

Li Zhichang said: "The masters of the two sects of Shaolin and Wudang are here. OK." He said three good words in a row, and walked slowly down from the hillside with Yuanzhen and walked into the crowd. The two sides were fighting fiercely, and it was difficult to distinguish, but Li Zhichang was everywhere, so he could definitely separate the two people fighting. On the way he walked, his weapons also landed all over the ground.

In this sword, gun, sword and halberd, Li Zhi often strolls around the crowd and sings high, saying: "The world is full of ours."

After the first sentence, Li Zhichang had already knocked down a few weapons in the crowd. Wherever he passed, no matter how good or bad the weapons were, they were knocked down by him. This was a chaotic battle between several sides, and it was difficult to distinguish between enemies and us, and could not form effective lethality. Even so, his ghostly body and techniques also surprised the people in the battle formation.

Li Zhichang didn't stop and said the second sentence, "As soon as you enter the world, you will be urged."

His words are thought-provoking and have a sense of alertness to the world. These people are many people who have entered the world. Time has inspired people to grow old. The once energetic young men have become middle-aged people. The swordsmen who once dominated the world have become the mainstay of the sect.

Li Zhichang then said: "Wang Tu talks and laughs while talking and laughing, and his life is drunk."

Someone from Kongtong Sect said sarcastically: "Don't pretend to be a god and make a fool of himself. I will talk about it later." The person who spoke was the famous Zhong Weixia of Kongtong Sect. He had just suffered a great loss on the hands of Ruijin Banner, and he had a shameless look on asking for help. He had just gained the upper hand, so why would he allow Li Zhichang to make trouble?

Li Zhichang happened to enter the realm of the Kongtong Sect and the Ruijin Banner. Zong Weixia was the hottest among the five elders of Kongtong, so he took action first. Others stopped their fists and attacked them quickly and fiercely. He whistled the wind and pointed his punch at the Dazhui point behind Li Zhichang and hit him directly.

Li Zhichang raised his hand slightly and blocked the Yuanzhen he was holding behind him.

When Zong Weixia saw Li Zhichang blocking him with Shaolin monk, he thought to himself: His grandfather, you block the bald donkey from the Shaolin sect. Should I continue to attack or stop?

After all, he didn't dare to offend the Shaolin Sect. Zong Weixia shouted: "Boy, why are you pretending? If you have a skill, let's compare your fist and foot skills. Don't use the monks from Shaolin Temple as shields."

Li Zhichang did not answer and continued to walk forward. The direction of his journey was exactly where Shaolin Temple was. When the monks of Shaolin Temple saw him coming here, they did not find Li Zhichang.

Li Zhichang continued to chant for a long time: "Hold the sword and cross the cavalry and swing the ghost rain." He pushed aside a few chain guns and a few meteor hammers in front of him. He continued: "Bones are astonished as birds on the mountain."

In this crowd, he pretended to be a ghost, had a brilliant body, a strange step, and a quick technique. The people on both sides were even more curious about the poems he chanted, and the sound of fighting gradually decreased, and they all looked at him.

Zong Weixia chased Li Zhichang, and then he saw it and punched the Lingtai point behind him. Someone said in the sharp golden flag: "Be careful." This time, Li Zhichang seemed to not notice it and let him punch him. The seven-injury fist he used was the unique skill of the Kongtong Sect. This boxing technique was extremely powerful, but it hit Li Zhichang, and he didn't even fall for him.

Zong Weixia said: "Have you practiced the Vajra Indestructible Body?" His seven-injury fist is the most powerful martial arts in the world. He practiced to the extreme depths and can combine yin and yang, which is actually the general outline of the world's boxing skills. Although he only practiced three or four minutes of fire in this seven-injury fist, he could still be rampant in the world for a while. Even a big rock mill just now should have been broken by him, but hitting Li Zhichang was like defeating Ge, with strong and powerful force.

Li Zhichang didn't even look back, and continued to walk forward a few steps, chanting leisurely: "The world is like a tide and a water." At the same time, while he spoke, Zong Weixia chased behind him and hit Li Zhichang five consecutive punches. He knew that when he was using the body protection magic skills, he would never miss this opportunity. You must know that he did not make achievements with the Seven Injury Fist just now, and he had already lost the face of the boss. If he could not injure Li Zhichang, the young man, the Kongtong Sect would be laughed out loud.

Li Zhichang finally sighed: "I only sigh that a few people in the world are coming back." The word "return" is endless and resounds throughout every corner of the night sky.

When Li Zhichang's last word "return" fell, Zong Weixia made his fifth punch. At this time, he suddenly noticed that the other party had a rush of force, and suddenly counterattacked his fist. He couldn't stand the force, and his body couldn't help but fly up, his wrist bones broke and his mouth was bleeding. Kongtong sent out a whole body to catch his body. After all, he was very afraid of Li Zhichang and did not continue to catch up.

When Li Zhichang finished his last sentence, he used his magical skills to protect his body, he was shocked and injured Zong Weixia of Kongtong Sect. The magical skills he showed were shocked and shocked for a moment. The people from the Five Elements Flag and the six major sects were in the same state. Seeing Zong Weixia being defeated, he shouted at a sky-high price.

The six major sects are usually dirty, but they suffered a great loss to the world's famous sect. Zong Weixia suffered a great loss and swept their faces. Many people were extremely unhappy. They thought to themselves: Zong Weixia's unreliable thing was not attacked by others, and they were shocked and injured. They were also blinded by their faces. Of course, Li Zhichang, the initiator, was cursed by the people of the six major sects. Those young heroes who followed their elders were both envious and jealous of Li Zhichang.

At this time, Yin Liting of the Wudang Sect said to an old man who was much older than him in the Wudang Sect: "Brother is the young man who saved the Demon Cult that day."

His voice was not deliberately lowered. There were many skilled martial arts present, so he could hear Yin Liting's words clearly, and all thought: Could this young man with strange martial arts be from the Ming Cult? Now there are only three flags of the Five Elements Banner, five scattered people, four kings and two envoys on the left and right of Guangming. Even so, the six major sects struggled to deal with it. This was because he was not prepared enough, and this time he only planned to encircle and suppress Yang Xiao's troops. However, he knew that the Five Elements Banner, which had always been incompatible with Yang Xiao, also returned to the top of Guangming.

The old man was the one who made a voice to ask about Li Zhichang's origin, and he was also the eldest apprentice of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Mountain, and Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Wudang Sect.

He smiled and said, "Even if this man saved the demon sect, he might not be a member of the demon sect. The poem he just recited was also very charming. If the master heard this poem, he might have praised it for a few more words."

Yin Liting and Li Zhichang had no deep hatred, but Li Zhichang saved the Ming Cult, which made him displeased. He could not really make enemies with Li Zhichang. Song Yuanqiao's words also meant to let him stop, so he stopped talking.

At this time, the old monk who was in charge of Shaolin Temple said the Buddha's name to Li Zhichang. (To be continued)

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