Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 56 Despicable
Huashan has always been known for its precipitousness and wonder, so it goes without saying that the mountain is steep.

Although this group of people are all first-class masters in the martial arts, they couldn't move at all on the narrow mountain road. They could only hear screams again and again. I don't know how many people were hit by hidden weapons. Accidentally fell off the cliff.

After this wave of ambushes, only four or five people were left intact in the field, all of them were members of the Songshan Sect. As for the leftist masters, all of them were killed.

Zuo Lengchan was holding a broad sword, and the anger on his face was almost ready to kill someone. He never expected that he would be ambushed by the Huashan faction for being so concealed.

"Yue Buqun, you hypocrite, you are despicable and shameless!" Zuo Lengchan shouted angrily.

Yue Buqun stood on a high place, but he said proudly: "Master Zuo, you don't keep the agreement, you go back on your word, and lead people to attack and kill my Huashan faction at night. I think it's you, despicable person!"

"you……!"

Zuo Lengchan was so angry that he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. The winner and the loser, he lost...

Looking around, there are only three or four people left who still have combat power. The rest were either poisoned to death by hidden weapons or fell off the cliff. In today's battle, all the strength accumulated by the Songshan faction for decades was wiped out. After tonight, The Songshan School will be ruined.

No, no!
Zuo Lengchan shuddered at the thought of the Songshan sect falling into the altar, and he didn't care about the Songshan Taibao behind him, and started to retreat down the mountain with his lightness kung fu.

As long as he is Zuo Lengchan, the Songshan faction will not be defeated, and he will still be the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains!
He is a top expert, at this time, people on the mountain road were dying, and the road was given out, and the hidden weapons thrown by the ambush people in Huashan couldn't do anything to him.

"Brother, let him go like this?" Ning Zhong asked.

But Yue Buqun took the crossbow from a disciple and said, "Don't worry, he won't be able to leave, Xiao Liu is waiting for him in front of the mountain path."

Before the words fell, he fired the crossbow arrows, and there were several sounds of "咻咻咻", and he shot and killed another person.

Those Songshan Taibao deliberately ran away like Zuo Lengchan, but they didn't have the high power of Zuo Lengchan. Once they fled, they couldn't keep their eyes on the back. Soon they were all shot and killed.

Zuo Lengchan's heart was bleeding when he heard the sporadic screams behind him, but he didn't dare to look back, and kept going down the mountain.

However, just after escaping from the ambush circle, a clear voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Where is the left master going?"

He looked up, and saw a young man in green clothes standing with a sword, blocking his path. It was none other than Mo Yuan who showed his might a few days ago.

"Chaoyang Sword Mo Yuan!" Zuo Lengchan spat out the title with an ugly face.

"Leader Zuo, I've been waiting here for a long time!" Mo Yuan laughed, knowing his master's arrangement, he deliberately intercepted the fish that slipped through the net here, and unexpectedly, only Zuo Lengchan came out.

The mountain path is narrow, with Mo Yuan blocking him, if Zuo Lengchan did not defeat him, he would definitely not be able to leave Mount Hua today.

"If you dare to block my way, you will die!"

At the critical moment, Zuo Lengchan didn't say much, shouted angrily, raised his sword and slashed at Mo Yuan.

After all, he is the top expert in the Jianghu. If he fights alone, even the director of the Demon Cult in the past would not dare to say that he won. Today, Yue Buqun is also a coincidence. Otherwise, who wins and who loses is still two things. .

His sword is a life-and-death sword for survival, it can be said that it has condensed his whole life's cultivation, even if Dongfang Bubai is in front of him, he will not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Mo Yuan only felt that the sword in front of him was like a majestic and towering Mount Tai crashing down. This sword was majestic and shocking, and he felt a little timid for no reason.

Mo Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed all kinds of thoughts, kept clear in his mind, and stared at the sword in a daze. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand flashed purple light, and the sword was like a thunderbolt, and he went up to meet it. !
Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!

call out!
There was a sound of ripping clothes, Zuo Lengchan was covering his right arm, there was a very shallow sword mark on it.

Zuo Lengchan had an unbelievable expression on his face. He has been practicing swordsmanship for decades, but today he lost to a younger generation. How is this possible? !
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Zuo Lengchan asked solemnly.

"This sword is called the Dugu Nine Swords, and it breaks through all the swordsmanship in the world!" Mo Yuan replied indifferently.

"Break all the swordsmanship in the world, hahahaha, I am not wronged to lose to this kind of swordsmanship..."

Speaking of the word vain, Zuo Lengchan suddenly discarded the long sword, flew up in the air, waved his palms repeatedly, and violently struck out, trying to kill Mo Yuan in one fell swoop.

The Songshan swordsmanship is formidable, but the palm technique is even better. The top thirteen Taibao of the Songshan School are all nicknamed by their palms.

The icy true energy from Zuo Lengchan's painstaking efforts, combined with the Great Songyang God's palm, has the power of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Before the person arrives, the cold air has already enveloped Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan only felt a chill all over his body, his limbs suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't move.

At this critical moment, the Zixia magical power in his body spontaneously swam through his whole body, a wave of warmth came out through his body, and quickly drove out the chill.

Spiral Nine Shadows!

Zuo Lengchan clapped his palms with a smirk on his face, as if he had seen Mo Yuan's blood spattered three feet in advance, but when his palms touched Mo Yuan's body, he suddenly froze, the Mo Yuan in front of him , It turned out to be just an afterimage!
"Is the left master looking for me? Look at the sword!" Mo Yuan had already moved aside, seeing him in a daze, he swung his long sword, and a purple sword light stabbed at his head.

After all, Zuo Lengchan is a first-class master in the Jianghu. Although he was surprised that Mo Yuan could escape his icy palm, but at the critical moment of life and death, he did not dare to be careless. Seeing Mo Yuan attacking, he waved his palms to welcome up.

The subtleties of the Songyang Divine Palm were displayed in Zuo Lengchan's hands, and Mo Yuan couldn't do anything to him for a while, but in a blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, and the sword in Mo Yuan's hand became heavier and heavier , the sword momentum gradually changed.

Although Zixia's true energy can protect Mo Yuan herself, it can't protect the long sword in her hand. A thick layer of ice has already condensed on the long sword!

Mo Yuan simply discarded the long sword, and used the Broken Jade Fist to fight against Zuo Lengchan.

When Zuo Lengchan saw Mo Yuan abandoning his sword and using his fists, he was overjoyed, his icy energy was extremely cold, as long as two palms met, even a raging fire could be frozen into lumps of ice!

He swung his palms continuously, using enough internal strength, and he hit with a head-to-head mentality.

Mo Yuan sneered in his heart, Zixia's true energy was stimulated to the extreme according to the Hunyuan Kungfu's action route, his fists became as bright as purple jade, with a loud shout, he punched out both fists, and went straight to Zuo Lengchan palms!
Snapped!
The fists and palms collided, and a strong wind scattered away, and all the stone steps on the mountain road beside the two of them burst open suddenly.

The Zixia Divine Art on the eighth floor and the Ice True Qi that Zuo Lengchan had cultivated for decades were on par for a while!
All of a sudden, the two of them backed up a few steps in unison. With each step, there was a footprint that was several inches deep. The corners of their lips were bloody, their faces turned pale, and they fought fiercely. No one took advantage of it. Cheap.

"What a Zixia magical skill, but I underestimated your Huashan sect!" Zuo Lengchan said with a sad face, quite emotionally.

The Huashan faction was the home field, and they laid a trap, and killed all the masters on their side without hurting anyone, leaving only themselves.

But I couldn't take down this junior, and even fought with him to the detriment of both sides. If I leave, I will definitely not be able to leave...

During the short period of time when the two were fighting, the people of Huashan faction had already dealt with all the masters who came up the mountain, and under the leadership of Yue Buqun, they all rushed over.

"The Ice God Palm of the left master is not bad." Mo Yuan said seriously.

This Zuo Lengchan is worthy of being the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, he is so talented that he actually created this ice true energy by himself, and Mo Yuan didn't take advantage of the palm just now.

However, if the two continue to fight like this, Mo Yuan will definitely win in the end. Don't forget, Mo Yuan's Hunyuan Kungfu is both internal and external, and his body is far better than Zuo Lengchan's resistance. The palm just now seemed to be evenly divided. But under the shock of internal force, Mo Yuan was slightly injured, while Zuo Lengchan was seriously injured.

Stab it!Stab it! ...

In the darkness of night, there were a few sounds of clothes being torn apart.

Mo Yuan couldn't help blushing, but it was because he was too lucky just now, and he stretched his clothes.

But under the cover of the night, no one could see it.

"I'm defeated, I don't complain about the defeat, Yue Buqun, you have accepted a good disciple, I am convinced!" Zuo Lengchan said.

But Yue Buqun brushed his long beard lightly, and said with a smile: "Xiao Liu is stubborn, he can't be praised by the left master, does the left master want Yue to personally send you on the road?"

Huashan and Songshan are already life-and-death enemies, no matter what the Huashan faction people will not let him go today, Zuo Lengchan knows it well.

"No need, I can't escape today. Before I die, I hope Mr. Yue will agree to something."

"What's the matter?"

"A few days ago in front of the Zhengqi Hall, I said that Songshan Huashan's grievances and grievances were written off, and I hope that Mr. Yue will promise that after I die, I will no longer look for troubles from the Songshan School." Zuo Lengchan said with a hint of hope in his eyes. .

Yue Buqun nodded, and said: "Okay, I will agree to the request of Zuo Sect Leader."

Today, the backbone of the Songshan School has all died in battle, and it will take many years to rise again in the future. They are both famous and decent, and the Songshan School is on the same side as the Shaolin Temple. Even if Yue Buqun wants to destroy the Songshan School, it will be extremely difficult. It's better to go with the flow and agree to him.

"Okay, okay, okay, with this promise, Zuo is willing to die!" Zuo Lengchan laughed loudly.

If Yue Buqun didn't make things difficult for the Songshan faction, the Songshan faction would still have a chance to rise. If he made things difficult for him sincerely, one day Huashan would become stronger, and then Songshan would decline, and even the inheritance would be cut off.

For hundreds of years in the Jianghu, many famous sects have disappeared, is there still one Songshan sect missing?

"It's a pity that someone from Zuo can't see the disciple of your sect winning the first place in the world, and it's time to defeat Dongfang Bubai." Zuo Lengchan sighed, raised his palms suddenly, and slapped his chest hard.

This great master of Bai Dao, who has been famous for decades, just disappeared from the martial arts world.

"Brother Zuo, take a step first, and I'll send another person to accompany you!" Yue Buqun looked at Zuo Lengchan's body, and suddenly drew his long sword out of its sheath, pointing at a gray-haired disciple beside him, who was Huashan. Send the second disciple Lao Denuo.

"Ah, Daddy, what are you pointing at Second Senior Brother for?" Yue Lingshan turned pale and asked in astonishment.

Linghu Chong also said: "Master, if Second Junior Brother makes any mistakes, you can just punish him, what is this for?"

The rest of the disciples were also at a loss, not knowing what Yue Buqun meant.

In Huashan, only Yue Buqun, his wife and Mo Yuan were the only ones who knew Lao Denuo's identity.

"What do I do, you just ask Lao Denuo!" Yue Buqun looked at Lao Denuo coldly and said.

Lao Denuo's face was pale, he thought his disguise was good enough, and he didn't know how Yue Buqun saw through his identity.Now that the masters of the Songshan School are all killed and injured, if he admits his identity, he will die under Yue Buqun's sword immediately.

"Master!"

Lao Denuo suddenly knelt down on the ground and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I have always been loyal to the Huashan faction. Someone must have deliberately spread rumors to frame this disciple!"

He looked sincere, with tears in his eyes, but he acted quite realistically.

Mo Yuan secretly laughed in his heart, what's the use of good acting skills, this is the world, big fists make sense, but there is no Oscar to be awarded.

Yue Buqun knew that Laodenuo was sent by Zuo Lengchan to monitor him, but he didn't dare to attack because of the popularity of Songshan School in the past, so today he cut off all the wings of Songshan School, what is Laodenuo doing?
He said: "Lao Denuo, you are Zuo Lengchan's personal disciple, don't you think I don't know, your master died today, you still want to be alone, it's a dream, die!"

As soon as he moved his arm, he was about to stab him, but why would Lao Denuo sit still and wait for death?

This fellow knew that he would not be spared today when he heard the phrase 'Zuo Lengchan's personal disciple'. He grabbed two handfuls of dust on the ground with both hands, and just as Yue Buqun was about to draw his sword, he suddenly stood up and threw his hands together. Yang, the dust in the sky blocked Yue Buqun's sight.

Yue Buqun was afraid that the dust would be poisonous, so he jumped away quickly. Seeing this opportunity, Naluo Denuo performed lightness kung fu and wanted to run down the mountain.

It's a pity that the bottom of the mountain road is guarded by Mo Yuan, how could Mo Yuan let him pass?

The Laodenuo man was still in midair, when a huge purple fist hit him from the air, punching him back abruptly!

puff!
Lao Denuo spat out a mouthful of old blood, fell heavily to the ground, and immediately lost his breath.

Stab it!Stab it! ...

The clothes that were originally torn, Mo Yuan exerted his fists and kicks with all his strength, finally couldn't bear it, and completely shattered, revealing his muscular upper body.

Even though it was covered by night, all the people present here were martial arts practitioners, with sharp eyes and ears, and they also noticed the abnormal movement on Mo Yuan's body, and all of them looked at him in surprise.

I……!
Mo Yuan looked at the shocked and joking expressions in everyone's eyes, wishing he could dig a hole and get in. Where is my sword, why don't I use a sword!
……

"Are you going to retreat at Zhongnan Mountain?"

In the hall of righteousness, Yue Buqun looked at the apprentice who had just recovered from his injuries, and asked in confusion, "Isn't it different when you retreated in Huashan?"

Mo Yuan shook his head and said: "In the ancient tomb, there is a bed of cold jade ice, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of inner strength. I want to try it and see if I can break through the ninth level of Zixia's magical power in the past few months." And Hunyuan Gong No.12 weight."

Zhang Yong and Mo Yuan agreed for one year, so Liu Jin's martial arts must not be underestimated. Even if it is not as good as Dongfang Bubai, it must not be too far behind. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would not invite several masters of the rivers and lakes to help him in the battle.

"Cold Jade Ice Bed..."

Yue Buqun nodded. He knew Liu Jin. He even saw how powerful Liu Jin and Dongfang Bubai were when they used the Sunflower Book during his early travels. He really couldn't be too cautious with these two.

"Okay, you go ahead and take Lingshan to see the way. You are in seclusion in the ancient tomb. When someone from the imperial court comes to Huashan to deliver a message, I will let her pass it on to you!" Yue Buqun said.

There are Chongyang inscriptions in the ancient tomb, Yue Buqun is worried that others will follow.The Nine Yin Manual is no small matter, it is the foundation of the Huashan School in the future, just like the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing, it must not be leaked out easily...

(End of this chapter)