Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every punch and palm strike was filled with power.
Ning Daoqi was defeated by Sun Wukong's fighting style. It was the first time he came into contact with such a violent fighting style, and he had to fight at close quarters every time.
He attacked again and again, and he had to fight every second without stopping. He did not even give his opponent a chance to breathe.
He felt that if he could return alive, he would need to rest for ten days to half a month with his injuries.
"Undying Seals!"
A black figure that looked like a phantom suddenly jumped out of the forest in the mountain. His palm brought with it a black and vast power, and he went to attack Ning Daoqi.
Bang!
Just as the pair of fair palms were about to sneak an attack on Ning Daoqi, a small fist met it.
The man's expression was cold. He did not look disappointed when he saw that his attack had failed and he quickly retreated.
His black eyes shone with an endless cold light as he sized up Ning Daoqi and Sun Wukong.
When he appeared, it was as if a cold wind suddenly blew, and the world seemed to have sunk into darkness.
He was the leader of the eight elites of the evil cult, Evil King Shi Zhixuan.
At the same time, the Four Divine Monks and the elites of Kind Boathouse were all ambushed by the evil cult.
Some were heavily injured and on the verge of death, and some were sent flying while coughing up blood.
But just when someone ambushed the sect leader of Kind Boathouse, Fan Qinghui, a saber light slashed at them diagonally. It was as if a celestial was riding the wind, and it was surrounded by clouds and mist.
A middle-aged man walked out. His face was handsome and flawless, and he was in high spirits. He was calm and melancholic. He was the best saber in the world, Heavenly Saber Song Que.
"Over the decades, I did not dare to think about her. Do you understand that feeling? Missing her is too painful! "This was a perfect man.
The ambushing figure stopped, and the crowd realized that it was one of the eight elites of the evil cult!
With Heavenly Saber Song Que's appearance and the eight elites of the evil cult, the top elites of the entire Sui Dynasty might have all arrived.
Zhou Yang sized up the corpse that fell to the side. It was You Niao, who was ranked last among the eight elites of the evil cult.
Yang Guang, who ambushed Emperor Yang of Sui, died under Ye Gucheng's dazzling Heavenly Flying Immortal.
For a moment, all the battles stopped.
Everyone at the top of Di Ta Peak was excited and nervous.
The world's number one Grandmaster Ning Daoqi, the world's number one Saber Master Song Que, the Four Divine Monks, the eight experts of the Demon Sect, and a group of experts whom Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, had invited.
The top experts of the entire Sui Dynasty had gathered once again. Could it be that they were going to select the number one expert in the world?
He wondered whether Kind Boathouse would be disbanded.
The strongest grandmaster in the world, Ning Daoqi, and the strongest saber master in the world, Song Que, seemed to be supporting Kind Boathouse, but the eight elites of the evil cult had ambushed Kind Boathouse and Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang. The situation between the three forces of power was a little strange.
It was hard to guess or touch.
Emperor Yang of Sui, Yang Guang, looked at Song Que helplessly. Even Emperor Wen of Sui couldn't do anything to him, let alone now.
"Brother, can you give me some face and stop now?" Heavenly Saber Song Que asked in a gentle voice.
This was a major event that could stir up the world of martial artists. He had heard about it even when he was in Lingnan, and the epicenter of the event was Kind Boathouse, so he had to rush over.
"From today onwards, Kind Boathouse can no longer exist in the world," Zhou Yang said expressionlessly. He had already accepted the task, and no one could come over.
"I don't think so." Two people came over in the air.
One of them exuded an evil and terrifying presence. His body was perfect, and his bronze skin shone with a dazzling luster. He wore a wild hemp robe that fluttered in the wind. His palms were wide, and they seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world.
He was one of the three grandmasters, Martial Paragon Bi Xuan.
The other person had a face that was so narrow that it was abnormally long. His facial features were all flaws that no one would want to have, and they looked as if they were all squeezed together. Fortunately, he had long black hair that fell over his shoulders, and it made his broad shoulders and narrow face look incongruous. Otherwise, he would have looked even more awkward and strange.
He was one of the three grandmasters, Bright Sword Master Fu Cailin.
Korea had been attacked by Emperor Yang of Sui three times, and even though they were defeated, Korea was also filled with corpses.
However, Gao Li was also littered with corpses. Compared to the huge and prosperous Sui Dynasty, even if they killed three people and one person, they would not be able to afford it.
Bright Sword Master Fu Cailin naturally would not miss such a great opportunity. In the past, the three grandmasters were wary of each other, and they did not dare to attack on their own.
Now that Emperor Yang of Sui had fallen out with Kind Boathouse, it meant that he had fallen out with Ning Daoqi.
He originally wanted to see whether Emperor Yang of Sui would die tragically in Kind Boathouse, but in the end, he realized that with the help of a group of unknown people, he was able to suppress Kind Boathouse.
Then, he was ambushed by the eight grandmasters of the evil cult, and they lost half of their elites.
If Emperor Yang of Sui succeeded, Sui Dynasty's prestige might increase again.
Also, was the reason why Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty collected martial arts and treasures in the world related to the group of elites before him?
If they attacked Korea again, Korea would not have any hope of winning with so many elites attacking at the same time.
As for Martial Paragon Bi Xuan, his greatest wish was for Korea to be strong forever, and the prosperous Chinese plains were naturally something the Turks coveted.
But if he unified the Chinese plains, he would be strong, and the Turks would not be his opponent.
This time, he had intended to watch Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty make a fool of himself and even ambush and kill him to cause chaos in the Chinese plains.
The results were too unexpected. At some point in time, so many peerless elites had appeared in the Chinese plains.
A teenager who was about eleven or twelve years old beat up Ning Daoqi until his face was swollen and he looked incredibly pathetic.
A young man with gray hair was incredibly terrifying. Even he might not be the Four Divine Monks' opponent, and he was beaten up badly.
Each of them had extraordinary talents, and they might become famous in the world of martial artists in the future.
Both of them reached a tacit agreement to stop Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty from getting Kind Boathouse Sword Manual.
"What about you?" Zhou Yang turned his head around to look at Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Empress Yin Zhu Yuyan, and the other evil cult elites. There was no hint of nervousness in his eyes.
"Yang Guang is tyrannical. Why don't we kill him and conquer the world together?" Empress Yin Zhu Yuyan's eyebrows were slanted to her temples, and her eyes were as black as ink. They were incredibly lively, and when she looked around, she could make any man fall head over heels for her. With her delicate and fair skin that looked as if it was carved out of flawless white jade, there was no one who would not be stunned by her beauty.
"Today, Kind Boathouse must get rid of its name. I will not show mercy to anyone who tries to stop me." Zhou Yang swept his gaze over the elites around him, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you be so arrogant?" Martial Saint Bi Xuan said with a cold gaze. His face was filled with disdain. There was no one in this world who dared to say such words to him.
"Who still wants to stand up for Kind Boathouse today? Come forward together," Zhou Yang said in slight resignation. The more they fought, the more people there would be. He decided to have all of them come forward at once to save himself the trouble.
At this moment, Zhou Yang just wanted to shout, "Who else? All of you, stand out! "
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