Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 219 High-end Bureau
In this siege of Guangmingding, the seven sects sent a total of more than [-] people, all of whom were martial arts masters.

In order to reduce the losses among Mingjiao followers, the top management of Mingjiao decided to send out masters from the sect to challenge the masters of the seven major sects one by one.

According to the lineup of both sides.

The high-end combat power of the seven sects includes more than 20 first-class masters.

Including Wudang Five Heroes, Shaolin Sankong, Emei Miyue, Jingxuan, Kunlun He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, Kongtong Five Elders, Huashan Xianyutong and two elders.
The Mingjiao's lineup consists of more than a dozen first-rate masters including Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao, Wu Sanren, Five Elements Flag Bearer, Yin Ye Wang, and Li Tianheng.

The rest of the people who are too weak are not worthy of participating in the high-end round.

Even if they take action, they will be defeated instantly and cannot change the battlefield situation at all.

Wei Yixiao compared the number of experts on both sides and felt that the Ming Cult was fully worthy of the seven major sects.

Especially Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming, was the number one master among everyone present.

Mingjiao is not afraid of the duel from the seven sects!
However, they have greatly underestimated the strength of Tianlongmen.

"Who among the seven major sects will come to fight with me?!"

Wei Yixiao felt that his cold poison was almost cured by Zhang Wuji, so he wanted to exercise more and observe carefully.

If there is still cold poison left, it is best to treat it thoroughly while Zhang Wuji is here.

"Geez, King Wei Bat, you dare to humiliate yourself with your martial arts skills!"

Duan Luan covered his mouth and chuckled, his face suddenly bloomed, and everyone felt that the top of the light suddenly became a little brighter.

Wei Yixiao was startled: "Hey, you are a pretty girl, why do you have such a loud voice!"

"Then let's have some fun?" Duan Luan Yanran said with a smile, gesturing with her pointed onion fingers, her bright eyes shining with intelligence.

"Little girl, I advise you not to use the mantis as a chariot and seek death!" Wei Yixiao said nonchalantly, somewhat reluctant to take action.

"Really, that little girl represents the Tianlong Sect and will meet you, the Dharma King of the Ming Cult!"

Duan Luan smiled, but his figure suddenly flashed in front of Wei Yixiao, stretched out his bare palm, and shouted: "Watch the move!"

Wei Yixiao has a lot of experience in the world, so naturally he will not let down his guard, but he did not expect that Duan Luan would make a surprise attack while joking and joking, which is simply a lack of martial ethics!
He was extremely skilled in lightness skills, and when he saw that the opponent's palm was striking very quickly and had already reached his chest, he hurriedly spread out his body skills to avoid it.

With his Wei Bat King's lightness skills, he can easily dodge attacks from any master, and his main focus is on one movement technique.

"Little girl, you are too slow!"

Just when Wei Yi was smiling proudly, he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the white palm force suddenly turning and coming towards him, as if it had a tracking function.

The hair all over his body exploded. He turned slightly to the side and spun like a gyroscope. He extended his palms several times in a row and made a beautiful counterattack.

With a "bang" sound, Wei Yixiao felt a strong force surge into his palm. His right palm was so painful that it felt like it was breaking, and his internal organs were faintly shaking.

He was shocked and backed away suddenly.

"Gee, King Wei Bat, don't run away, let's have a good fight!" Duan Luan smiled sweetly.

"The girl has great palm power, but I underestimated it. I wonder what kind of palm technique this is?!"

"White Rainbow Palm!" Duan Luan shook his palm.

She practices the Small Phaseless Skill and White Rainbow Palm.

Baihongzhang is the secret skill of the Xiaoyao sect, and the last person to learn it was Li Qiushui.

This is a skill that controls the direction of palm force. The most important feature is that the force is straight and can be turned.

Especially when it is issued in the form of split palm, it seems to be facing the enemy head-on, but in fact the direction of the palm force is erratic, and it is difficult for the opponent to detect.

No matter how good your body skills are, Bai Hongzhang will follow you and teach you how to behave!
Wei Yixiao was worried.

The other party is a little girl, but her internal strength is profound and unpredictable, her body skills are not weak to her own, and her moves are even more exquisite. She is almost her nemesis.

It's really frustrating to meet such a master.

"King Wei Bat, give me another slap!"

Duan Luan smiled sweetly, and his figure suddenly swayed slightly. The figure was still there, and another figure had already arrived in front of Wei Yixiao.

The slender hands were as white as jade, exuding a warm luster, just like those carved from white jade, as if shining a white light towards Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao was so arrogant that he didn't believe that at his age, he was no match for a little girl, so he simply stopped dodging.

He stood attentively and quietly, with a solemn look on his face. A flash of green energy flashed across his face. He slowly raised his two palms, and the ice-cold palms met Duan Luan's slender jade hands.

"Bang!" It was like a heavy hammer beating a drum, the sound was deafening, and the bright dome seemed to shake.

Wei Yixiao's body swayed from side to side, then back and forth, and he stumbled back a step.

His face turned green, extremely ugly, like a zombie.

Duan Luan's figure remained motionless, only Luo's shirt fluttered slowly under the agitation of internal force.

"King Wei Bat, can we fight again?!"

"puff!"

Just as he was about to speak, Wei Yixiao couldn't hold back and spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and when he saw Duan Luan's beautiful and clear eyes, he couldn't say any foul words, so he could only hum: "The little girl is very powerful... come again!"

Duan Luan placed his right hand on his delicate, snow-white chin, shook his head, and said with a sweet smile: "King Wei Bat, if you don't succeed, if I continue to beat you, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death!"

"Ha ha."

Wei Yixiao was a little embarrassed and touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was a dignified Dharma King of the Ming Cult, but he was defeated at the hands of a woman and his life was spared. It was really nothing worth saying.

The masters of the Ming Cult couldn't help but be horrified.

Is Tianlongmen so strong?
Can even a female disciple be able to overpower me to teach the Dharma King?

Only Yin Tian, ​​the White-browed Eagle King, had a normal expression. He had obviously seen the strength of the nine major disciples of the Tianlong Sect.

The fighting here just stopped.

With a "bang" sound, the palms of Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye collided, making a roar, and everyone watching the battle felt like the sound was like a heavy drum.

The two of them had their palms intertwined, but they were not shaken back.

Instead, they put their palms together and squatted slightly with their legs, competing for internal strength.

Tang Wenliang smiled and felt overjoyed.

I am 20 years older than I am, and my inner strength is profound. How can I be compared to the King of Yin Ye?

After a while, the smile on Tang Wenliang's face gradually disappeared.

I just realized that I was a little too confident.

King Yin Ye's internal power was as powerful as the Yangtze River, surging forward and difficult to control.

As one of the Five Elders of Kongtong, Tang Wenliang had profound internal strength, and because he practiced the Seven Injury Boxing Technique, his internal strength was ever-changing, far better than ordinary people.

The surging internal force was either discharged, cut, blocked or smoothed away by him, which was barely able to be resolved.

The two of them were motionless, their internal forces clashing, and the dangers, and even the moves, were difficult for outsiders to see. They could only see the white air floating on their heads, as if they were brewing tea.

To be qualified to come, everyone is not mediocre. They are aware of the dangers of internal struggle. They hold their breath and wait for the result.

Less than half an hour passed, Tang Wenliang stared angrily, while King Yin Ye closed his eyelids slightly, as if he was practicing meditation.

Both of them had red faces, as if they were drunk.

Unknowingly, each of his feet had sunk down a foot, and his figure was shaking from time to time, which was worrying.

Even the person with the least eyesight can already see at this time that this is a lose-lose situation, and no one can easily win.

If this continues, the end result may be that the jade and the stone will all burn, and the lamp will dry up and the oil will run out.

The situation of the two of them is like two balloons squeezing each other, and they are likely to burst at the same time. If outsiders want to save each other, they can save one person.

If you want to separate the two people at the same time, it is tantamount to fighting one against two. Everyone present can only shake their heads after considering it.

Even Song Yuanqiao could only do nothing.Although the Kongtong sect has been in decline in recent years, the five elders of Kongtong are still famous in the martial arts world, which shows their extraordinary skills.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if they swarmed up and rescued their own people, it would be tantamount to destroying their reputation in the martial arts world.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree, for people in the martial arts world, reputation is so important that sometimes it is more important than life.

The place was quiet, and people were watching the two of them nervously, with different feelings in their hearts.

"The little Kongtong sect dares to act recklessly in our Mingjiao Holy Land!"

A faint clear sound suddenly sounded, clearly heard in the silence, like cold spring water flowing straight into the heart.

People looked over following the sound.

But I saw a middle-aged man wearing a white coarse robe flying over.

He has a handsome face, like a scholar. When he was young, he must have been a handsome young man who fascinated countless girls.

This person is none other than the Ming Cult’s left envoy of light, Yang Xiao!
Yang Xiao became famous as a young man, was charming and unrestrained, and had countless admirers in the martial arts world. However, at this time, his face showed a faint indifference, and it was obvious that his soul had been severely damaged.

"open!"

Yang Xiao held a folding fan in his hand, flew it between the palms of King Yin Ye and Tang Wenliang, and flicked it with his fingers.

With a "bang", everyone around them felt their ears ringing and their whole bodies trembled. The whole world seemed to tremble.

Looking with wide eyes, he saw that Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye were shaken away, and each fell to the ground, losing all their dignity.

The two slowly got up, their faces as pale as paper.

Yin Tianzheng flew by and reached out to help King Yin Ye up.

The palm of his hand pressed on his vest, and a mellow and continuous internal force was poured into his body, continuously.

As if there was a long drought and sweet rain, Yin Yewang's expression could not help but perk up, his pale face showed a trace of blood, and his exhausted body was filled with vitality again.

On the other side, Zong Weixia from the Kongtong sect also hurried over, supported Tang Wenliang, and urged an internal force to nourish his body.

This will prevent you from getting seriously ill later and your skills will be greatly reduced.

Everyone knew that Yang Xiao's power was extremely deep, but exactly how deep it was and to what extent was unclear.

Seeing it now, I couldn’t help but be speechless!
As expected, he is the number one master of the Demon Cult!

Although Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye were at the end of their fighting, the combined internal strength of the two was still powerful.

Everyone present thought to themselves that they were unable to bear it.

Now Yang Xiao separated the two of them easily. Not only did everyone admire his profound skills, but also his extremely wonderful technique was extremely rare.

"Yang Xiao!"

Suddenly there was a clear shout, which sounded like gritted teeth and endless hatred.

When everyone turned around, they saw Master Miejie pressing the hilt of his sword with his eyes shining like cold lightning, staring at Yang Xiao.

The death of her senior brother Gu Hongzi and the death of her disciple Ji Xiaofu were all blamed on Yang Xiao.

Her hatred for Yang Xiao can be described as overwhelming and irreconcilable!
"You devil, I will kill you today!"

Master Miejie moved, and a ray of cold light appeared in the sky. The Heavenly Sword was unsheathed, and he followed the sword and rushed towards Yang Xiao.

His figure was like lightning, and he came to Yang Xiao in an instant and slashed out with his sword.

Yang Xiao retreated and suddenly swayed away, as elegant as the wind, but he already felt a deep and cold feeling.

He Dingqing took a look and hummed: "Yitian Sword!"

Yang Xiao became famous as a young man, and he was unruly and arrogant. He once had a fight with Gu Hongzi, the senior brother of Miejie Shitai.

He was so good at lightness that Gu Hongzi's sword was wounded before he could unsheath it. He took the Yitian Sword away and died in depression.

The old sword reappeared, and Yang Xiao recognized it at a glance, feeling awe-struck.

He was fully aware of the sharpness of this sword, and if it fell into the hands of Mie Yan, it would be even more powerful than a tiger.

"It's the Yitian Sword that will take your life today!"

Master Jiejie held his sword in front of him and stared at Yang Xiao coldly, with a murderous intention in his heart to avenge his senior brother.

After saying that, without waiting for anyone else to say anything, the sword light flashed, and the Heavenly Sword had pierced Yang Xiao, cutting through the air and making a hissing sound, extremely sharp.

Yang Xiao held the folding fan in his hand and smiled softly: "Have you been waiting for this day for a long time? I will do as you wish!"

He folded the fan and closed it, like using a stick, and tapped the back of the Yitian sword with the fan bone, knocking it away.

With a movement of his feet, he appeared on the side of Master Miejie. His footwork was superb, his movements were graceful and graceful.

Miejie Shitai's body skills were also outstanding. His light kung fu, which originated from the Peach Blossom Island lineage, was at its peak. His figure flashed like a maggot attached to a bone, clinging to Yang Xiao.

Yitian's sword light can destroy the sword without hindrance, but Yang Xiao can only avoid its sharpness, fold his fan and stretch it, and hit the spine of the sword, which is quite difficult.

Master Miejie has practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art and has made great progress. Although he has not yet reached great success, his internal strength is strong and he is rarely defeated by anyone.

At the same time, the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu has miraculous effects and can pierce a layer of window paper. Practicing any martial arts will give you a sense of enlightenment.

Now that her swordsmanship was even better than before, it was extremely difficult for Yang Xiao to deal with her.

Soon only half of the folding fan was left, and it was cut off by the Yitian Sword.

After swiping twice, Yang Xiao laughed and shouted: "Eagle King, lend me your sword!"

He and Wei Yixiao had always had a quarrel, and they had never dealt with him, so they would not ask him for a sword.

Yin Tianzheng couldn't bear to see Master Jue relying on the power of his sword. Without saying a word, he drew out his long sword and waved it away with his palm.

Yang Xiao turned around and caught the sword.

Although this sword is slightly inferior to the Yitian Sword, it will not be cut off like tofu.

Yang Xiao is extremely knowledgeable in martial arts. He is proficient in swordsmanship, palm skills, leg skills, and all kinds of weapons. He can be described as a genius.

His swordsmanship can be either light and agile, or calm, varied, and extremely complex.

The two met their opponents in chess, and their moves were dangerous and indistinguishable, which made everyone watch with excitement.

"You don't fight anymore!"

A young man in a white shirt flew out and landed in the field.

It was Zhang Wuji.

"Yang Zuoshi, Shitai, please stop!"

Zhang Wuji couldn't stand still and wished he could go on stage in person to separate the two.

But the sword has no eyes, and both of them are angry. If they are not careful, their lives may be in danger at every turn.

Zhang Wuji thought to himself that if he came on stage at this time, he would be easily killed by Master Miejie, and it would be suspected of being a two-on-one attack.

Extinction was already fighting like crazy at this time, and he was no match.

"Who is this kid? Don't interrupt, get out of here!" Xian Yutong, the leader of the Huashan Sect, shouted.

Master Miejie was extremely skilled in martial arts and had the Yitian Sword. He wished that Miejie and the demon Yang Xiao would die together.

"Shaoxia Zeng, we meet again!"

Duan Luan came over and saluted with cupped fists.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly returned the gift. When he saw his master and the others again, he hurriedly said respectfully, "I've met Lord Duan."

Then, he bowed to Bei Jinyi and the other girls.

Duan Yu shook his head and smiled, this kid was acting too unfairly.

I saw Zhang Wuji closely followed by a little maid in Tsing Yi, with her eyebrows trimmed and her nose slightly looming, her beauty was a little childish.

Obviously she is still young, but she will be a stunning beauty in the future.

It's just that this beautiful young maid in green clothes has an iron chain wrapped around her hands and feet, which makes a jingling sound when she walks, which is very unbearable to watch.

(End of this chapter)