The two of them fought each other for dozens of rounds on the top of the mountain.

In Ji Qiu's hand, he learned the last twelve sword techniques from Lin Yufu, and the changes in them are simply exquisite, far exceeding Yan Wudi's palm skills.

Even though his blood-burning method exhausted all the fuel and could fight Ji Qiu to the fullest, if he wanted to win at this point, he was still a little short of the mark!

Just because of his slightest mistake, the outcome will be completely reversed!

The blood-burning method also has time and cannot be maintained forever.

When Yan Wudi's blood was boiling and his true energy was almost exhausted, an unprecedented sense of fatigue filled his heart.

And Ji Qiu, who had caught the opportunity, would naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.

He raised his wrist, and the long sword with spiritual energy struck Huanglong with one move, completely piercing Yan Wudi's chest.

Phew!

The long sword penetrated his heart and blood spurted out. Even though Yan Wudi reacted quickly, he was still a beat behind.

Kick, kick, kick!

By the time he stepped back, fatal injuries had already been left. Coupled with the sequelae of the blood-burning magic just now, if he wanted to survive now, unless an immortal came down to earth, there would be no way to save him.

"Well...!"

Covering his chest, Yan Wudi's eyes widened.

"Okay...sword."

Yan Wudi murmured.

With a long sword piercing his heart, even though he, Yan Wudi, is a martial arts master of a generation, he still cannot utter a complete sentence.

After sincerely praising Ji Qiu, the leader of the demon sect who had dominated the martial arts for a generation forced himself to kneel on one knee to prevent him from staggering down. Blood overflowed from his mouth, and there was still some trace of light in his eyes that had not yet dissipated.

Reluctance and regret.

Then, he completely died.

At this time, due to the end of the autumn spell, the strong winds and showers gradually subsided.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

When the last bit of drizzle fell on the demon sect leader who was dressed in black robes and had a somewhat unruly face, his spine stood straight, and even if he died, his body would not fall!

The leader of the Ming Sect, Yan Wudi, has come to an end.

"Leader!"

The fight between Ji Qiu and Yan Wudi was the focus of the scene and attracted everyone's attention.

Because the victory or defeat between the two of them will determine the outcome of today.

When Ji Qiu pierced the heart with a sword and ordered Yan Wudi to sleep on the top of this cold mountain, half of all the Daming Sect masters present were in disbelief.

Yan Wudi dominates the martial arts world and is the most amazingly talented leader in the history of the Ming Dynasty!

I originally thought that the Daming Sect could flourish under his hands and become known as the Zhengdao Subduing Dragon Sect, even to the point where the entire Daqian sect would bow to it.

But he was killed by a young monk who was less than a year old!

How ridiculous!

"You, a monk, do you know the rules and regulations of Buddhism?!"

"If you commit murder and violate the precepts, how can you have the dignity to say that you are a disciple of Buddhism?"

Yan Wudi has been active all his life, and the elders under his command also have loyal people. Hu Yanshuo, the Dapeng Dharma King of the left, was cultivated by Yan Wudi. At this time, in grief, he shot away the opponent in front of him with a gun, and immediately scolded Ji Qiu angrily.

road.

He knew that the current situation was over, but Yan Wudi had to repay Yan Wudi's kindness, so he would rather die to repay his kindness!

However, in response to this angry rebuke, Ji Qiu responded calmly with a magnanimous demeanor and clear eyes:

"Buddha guides people to do good, but the poor monk is not a Buddha, and he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Benefactor Yan has killed countless people in his life. Although he is sincere in martial arts, among the numerous corpses at his feet, who is not innocent?"

"The poor monk took action, which is called holding the appearance of an angry Ming King, to save the benefactor Yan Yan from this sea of ​​suffering. This is a matter of great mercy and great merit. How come it is so unbearable when it comes to the benefactor's mouth?"

"Could it be that a murderer, an arsonist, a great traitor, and a great evil person, just say a happy favor, and then the poor monk will forget the blame and ask him to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a poor monk who doesn't have the time to do it. Only if you really do this can you become a Buddha."

"Then it's okay if you don't cultivate this Buddha!"

No matter how sanctimonious a righteous person may be, at least they will not break the rules on the surface.

But among these large demon sects that pride themselves on gratification and grudges, all of them act without scruples and can achieve the status of masters today. Which one of them has not taken hundreds or even thousands of lives on their hands?!

What's more, it's a demon sect leader like Yan Wudi!

It's not an exaggeration to say that he set off a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. If people like this don't deserve to die, is it possible that all those who were killed by him deserved it?

This is illogical.

Yan Wudi died suddenly, and the whole place fell into chaos, especially the Daming Sect.

Many masters of the Demon Sect are not as good as the righteous ones in terms of high-end combat power. After all, at this time, Yueshan held a martial arts conference, but it gathered more than twenty martial arts geniuses!

Even if the Ming Sect comes out in full force, including the left and right guardians and the six elders, there will only be less than ten people at full strength.

Even though there were many losses on the side of the righteous path, the great changes in the situation meant that these great masters of the Ming Sect were already in trouble.

Hu Yanshuo, the protector on the left, shouted angrily and was about to take action, but the man in purple robe struck him with his knife as soon as he saw him.

"You devilish thief, you talk so much nonsense, and today you even think about asking us to be buried here? It's just a dream!"

"Master Zhenru killed Demon Yan's head. That was to help me eliminate great harm to the world and the people. You can't point it out arbitrarily!"

"Come die!"

The man in purple continued to fight with a knife, apparently awakening the remaining masters of the righteous path.

"Yes, it's like Master beheading the devil. That's a great merit. How can you be allowed to gibber here?"

"You, the Ming Sect, have lost their power, why don't you bow down quickly!"

"Kill, I was restrained and frightened by the Yan Demon just now. Now that I have no constraints, will we still be afraid of them?!"

As the purple-shirted guest raised his head, all the masters immediately followed him like a cloud.

At this time, among those participating in the martial arts competition on the top of the mountain, who among the outside world is not a powerful and world-famous martial arts master?

Being blocked and humiliated today, it would be ridiculous if we could just let these thieves of the Ming Sect retreat!

As a result, the situation suddenly reversed.

Originally arrogant, the demonic people who were blocked at the top of the mountain were all grouped into groups by many experts and killed all the way from the mountain to the bottom. Almost no one could escape.

As for the ordinary disciples who were brought along, they were killed by these martial arts geniuses like mowing grass.

Baili Mountain is full of blood today!

From now on, the Daming Sect, the number one sect of the Demon Sect that once dominated the world, has disappeared!

[Age 15: In order to clear up the sect’s reputation, you decided to eliminate all the major sects that had besieged Xuankong Mountain in the past. Because you agreed to Lin’s promise, the Yueshan sect was the first to go.

At this time, Yueshan held a grand martial arts gathering, inviting masters from all over the world, with the intention of re-establishing the family tree. The leader of the sect, Yan Heng, was very ambitious, but you came to worship the mountain at this time, punching and sword, and you were disgraced.

I thought this was the end, but Yan Wudi, the leader of the Ming Dynasty of the Demon Sect, came with all his subordinates, hoping to use the skills of all the masters in Yueshan to achieve his own path. Unexpectedly, he was ruthlessly defeated by you and died on the spot.

You used your magic skills in this battle and became famous in one battle. You were shocked by the masters of the righteous way and became a heavenly being. Because of you, the Demonic Sect, the Great Ming Sect, should have swept the world, but it ended sadly.

Your deeds will be remembered for decades or even centuries to come, becoming a legend comparable to the martial arts myths of previous generations.
Chapter completed!