People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

Chapter 353

Qingcheng Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism in the Central Plains, has now not only been stolen by a group of Japanese pirates from Japan, but also the forces on the entire mountain, including Songfeng Temple, have been wiped out.

In fact, at the beginning, the Emperor of Japan and others did not think about surrendering these Taoists. After all, if they could surrender these people, it would definitely be a major blow to Wuming and others who were about to come.

Unfortunately, the Taoists on this mountain are all bad-tempered. Not only did they refuse to surrender, they even spit on their faces when they tried to persuade them to surrender.

Even Yu Canghai, the master of Songfeng Temple who has always been afraid of death, chose to die in the face of these Japanese pirates.

"Jue Wushen, now tell me your intentions!"

In the square of Songfeng Temple, seeing that the blood had not even dried up on the ground, Wuming and other martial artists were all furious.

As the ancestral home of Taoism, Qingcheng Mountain is now occupied by a group of Japanese pirates, which is simply a great shame for them.

"Hahaha, Wuming, it's not easy to know our intentions. Just beat us!"

Unexpectedly, facing Wuming and others who were no less powerful than them, Jue Wushen and others were not afraid, but even more excited.

"Could it be that the enemy has any tricks up their sleeve?"

At this moment, not only Wuming and others, but also the martial artists behind them frowned, and then began to whisper to each other.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the advantage was on their side, but the group of Japanese people on the opposite side didn't seem to care at all.

As for Lu Xiaofeng in the crowd, his face was extremely ugly at this moment.

These Japanese people were so ostentatious this time, and they were so calm even when they were obviously at a disadvantage. There must be a bigger plot behind them.

Ye Gucheng suddenly drew out his sword and said, "It's already this time, what's the point of talking about this, it's better to have a good fight!"

Shi Dingtian beside him also stepped forward and said, "Ye Gongfeng is right, no matter what their purpose is, it doesn't matter as long as they are dead, they can't make any waves!"

Wuming also agreed, "Well, I, Shi Gongfeng and Ye Gongfeng will fight against the Emperor of Japan, the God of Boxing and the three people of Jue Wushen respectively, as for the others, I'll leave it to you."

Since Jue Wushen didn't want to say, Wuming didn't bother to ask anymore. Just like Shi Dingtian said, no matter what their purpose is, as long as they become corpses, everything will no longer matter.

"Please rest assured, Senior Wuming, Shi Gongfeng and Ye Gongfeng, you can just deal with them with peace of mind, and the rest of the enemies will naturally be dealt with by us."

Others naturally would not object to Wuming's arrangement. After all, with their strength, it would be no different from giving away the three people of Jue Wushen for nothing, instead of directly fighting soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals.

Anyway, the advantage is on their side. As long as they can deal with other enemies in advance and rush forward at the end, there is absolutely no reason for Jue Wushen and the other two to survive.

"Then it's settled!"

As he said that, Ye Gucheng took the lead and drew his sword to aim at Jue Wushen.

In an instant, the dragon circled and the immortal danced!

It was his famous skill, the flying fairy from the sky.

Seeing this, Wuming and Shi Dingtian also rushed to their respective opponents. Wuming faced the Emperor of Japan, and Shi Dingtian faced the God of Boxing.

"Very good, you took the initiative and hurt me that day, today I will let you see the real killing fist!"

Seeing that Ye Gucheng chose him as his opponent, Jue Wushen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, just in time to avenge new and old grudges.

Seeing Jue Wushen take action, the Emperor of Japan and the God of Boxing beside him also faced their respective opponents tacitly.

After seeing their own masters fighting, the rest of the people also fought with the enemy.

For a while, the whole Songfeng Temple in Qingcheng Mountain was in chaos, with shouts of killing one after another, especially the most eye-catching ones among them, Nun Miejue.

First, Nun Miejue, although the recast Yitian Sword was not as sharp as before, but facing the Japanese warriors with obviously backward weapons and equipment, she killed them very quickly, and no one could leave a whole body in her hands.

Not far away, Lu Xiaofeng was not much better. Although he was not as ruthless as Nun Miejue when killing people, with his strange body skills, almost no enemy could touch the corner of his clothes.

Even if there was an enemy who was lucky enough to meet him, he would clamp the weapon with his telepathic finger, and then turn around and kill the enemy with a sword.

Bu Jingyun's enemy was Juexin, who was also in the Xiantian realm. Although Juexin had strength, he seemed to have other intentions. Not only was he unwilling to use his full strength, but he also retreated away from the battlefield intentionally or unintentionally.

Nie FengThe person he faced was a young man with a slicked back hair, whose strength was not even that of an innate. If he had not been helped by several ghosts, he would have been a corpse at this moment.

However, he did not last long. After only ten breaths, the guards around him were killed one by one by Nie Feng.

Just when Nie Feng was about to send him to hell, he suddenly heard a woman's cry, and it was this voice that shocked him.

"Don't do it, Feng'er, he is your brother!"

After these words came out, not only Nie Feng was stunned, but also Juetian opposite him was stunned.

Then the two of them looked towards the source of the sound, and then they saw a charming woman approaching this side under the protection of several ghosts. Who else could this person be but their mother Yan Ying?

Nie Feng, who suddenly saw this scene, stopped the movement of his hands. He never expected that after so many years, he would see his mother who was willing to abandon her husband and children for glory and wealth in this situation.

And what did she just say, brother, this Jue Wushen's youngest son Juetian is actually his brother, are you sure you are not joking?

However, his daze does not mean that Juetian on the opposite side is also dazed. After seeing Nie Feng not moving, he quickly sent the long sword in his hand to the opponent's chest.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lu Xiaofeng, who was not far away from him, arrived in time. Not only did he clamp the opponent's long sword with his telepathic finger, but he also punched him out.

"Sorry, Brother Lu!"

After seeing that it was Lu Xiaofeng who saved him, Nie Feng felt a little scared. He turned his head and looked at Juetian who left under the escort of several ghosts, his eyes full of murderous intent.

As for the vain mother, he had already thrown her out of his mind.

"Kill the enemy first!"

Lu Xiaofeng, who was not far away just now, naturally heard the conversation between the mother and the three of them clearly, but this was someone else's family affair, so he didn't ask too much.

Nie Feng nodded, realizing that now was not the time to talk about this, so he and Lu Xiaofeng rushed into the crowd again.