Martial Hero Rebirth

The rivers and lakes of the Western Regions, the Kunlun Mountains, and the top of Mingjiao Guangming.

"Master, the leader is not good, it's not good!" A Mingjiao person rushed into the Mingjiao hall, with a panicked look on his face, shocked, frightened and disturbed, and shouted loudly.

"What's the matter?" The leader of the Ming Cult cast a cold glance at this man, his brows were slightly furrowed, obviously displeased with his subordinates, his expression was so flustered and without grace.

"The leader's event is not good! My 200,000 frontline army who besieged Huashan returned in a disastrous defeat. Of the 200,000 horses, only tens of thousands came back alive, and the rest stayed in Huashan. The Zishan Dragon King died in battle and was captured. Desperate Sword Immortal was beheaded on the spot. The head of the Xingxiu Sect, the Master of the Blood Knife Sect, the Master of the White Camel Village, and the Dragon Hall Master of the Sun Moon God Sect were all killed by the Desperate Sword Immortal. The top ten protectors have fallen!"

The man said it hastily, and as soon as he finished speaking, the entire Mingjiao hall fell silent, everyone opened their mouths wide, like a duck being strangled by the neck, they were all shocked and speechless.

"What?!"

The leader of the Ming Cult, whose face was falling down just now, didn't change his face, when he heard this, he suddenly got up, his face changed, it was extremely ugly, his tiger eyes widened, and he questioned the man again without anger.

With a sad face, the man repeated what he had said just now. The leader of the Ming Cult had a look of decadence on his face, sitting on the big seat, he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his entire hair had turned white. Filled with the breath of twilight, he kept shaking his head and sighing: "A fiasco, a fiasco...."

Even if the leader of Mingjiao is like this, those who are at a disadvantage, almost all of them are about to suffer, with a look of bitterness on their faces. Their faces were livid, and many people even showed despair, as if the sky had fallen. panic.

"Hundred years of preparation, the first battle fell short!"

Countless people were sighing, their eyes were complicated and sad. Think about the hundred years of rest and recuperation, pretending to be a grandson in front of the righteous way. Finally, it took a hundred years to accumulate strength, and he wanted to return to the Jianghu of the Central Plains, destroy the righteous schools, and regain the dominance of the entire Jianghu.

But never thought of it. In the righteous way, in the inconspicuous Mount Hua, a peerless genius walked out. This life-killing sword fairy is terrifying and evil. In just eight years, he has grown from an ignorant boy who doesn't know what martial arts is to a top master.

Now, even the Zishan Dragon King has fallen into his hands!

horrible!

With the Deadly Sword Immortal around, how could they have a half chance of winning? It's difficult for their holy religion to go back to the past again, and everyone shouts and beats them. Days like a street mouse?

Only then did I feel elated, and it took less than three or four years to be full of spirits!

In the entire Mingjiao Hall, almost everyone looked frustrated. A desperate, bitter breath filled the entire hall.

Ao Tianjiao who was sitting next to him heard the news, his face was filled with disbelief, his heart was filled with astonishment, it was unbelievable.

The life-death sword fairy stepped into the top and left him behind again!

That's nothing. When he was proudly pursuing to enter the top realm, the Desperate Sword Immortal had already beheaded seven top masters, and even the Zishan Dragon King, who was ranked in the top three of Mingjiao and top ten in the heaven list, was also rejected. It fell into the hands of the deadly sword fairy!

Thinking of this, Ao Tianjiao became completely anxious!

Panic, panic.

He seemed to see the future, and was treated like an ant by the Sword Immortal. Kill it with a sword at will!

No!

He doesn't want this future!

Ta Nai is the young master of Mingjiao, the number one pride of the Holy Cult, the true pride of heaven, how could he fall into such a fate?

Step into the top!

Be sure to step into the top realm!

He is so proud that he will not play the role of being arbitrarily slaughtered by others!

So what about the deadly sword fairy? I am proud. Talent is not weaker than yours, I am proud of the sky, I will never die under your sword!

I am proud. Destined to step into the realm of peerlessness!

Ao Tianjiao, who was terrified in his heart, didn't have any intention to listen to people's discussions, and he didn't even care about the position of the young master of Mingjiao, the position of the future leader of Mingjiao. Wholeheartedly, they are all practicing martial arts.

Be sure to set foot on the top and catch up with the footsteps of the deadly sword fairy!

"Pass down the order. From today onwards, no one from the Mingjiao will come near Mount Hua, and must not provoke the Death-killing Sword Immortal. With the current plan, we can't provoke Huashan any more!" Sitting on a chair, he sighed. This is the first time Mingjiao has surrendered to a sect of Zhengdao since the Great War between Zhengdao and Demon.

This decision is extremely difficult, because this decision will change the ultimate goal of the war between good and evil. Before, he wanted to dominate the world and destroy the righteous way. But at this moment, he had to change his policy, no longer being hostile to Huashan, and by the way, the Five Sacred Sword Sect was no longer hostile.

This move is tantamount to bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

People of the Demon Cult have always hated this kind of ethos of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but at this moment, the leader of the Ming Cult had to become the person he hated the most before.

In the rivers and lakes, I can't help myself!

Even the leader of Mingjiao, as long as he sits in this position and has not yet competed for interests, it is difficult to break out of the rules of the world.

 …

At the same time, the Nangong leader of the Sun Moon God Sect also got the Huashan front line, and the army of the holy religion returned in a disastrous defeat. Five top masters including the Zishan Dragon King were all beheaded by the deadly sword fairy, and they all fell!

Hearing the news, he stood there blankly, without speaking for a long time, and fell into silence. Inside the Black Wood Cliff, all the people of the Sun Moon God Sect below him were all panicked, feeling like the sky was about to collapse!

The Sun Moon God Sect suffered another blow!

From the Battle of Hengshan to the Battle of Huashan, after the two battles, the strength of the Sun Moon God Sect has dropped to less than half of its peak!

Great loss of strength!

Not to mention starting a big battle alone, the occupied territory must be fully defensive.

In the end, it was decided that the people of the Five Sacred Sword Sect would stay away. When meeting people in Huashan, they push them away. Don't even guard, give Huashan whatever Huashan wants.

Just like the Mingjiao decision, completely avoid hostility with Huashan!

No longer want to dominate the rivers and lakes and seize the entire Central Plains rivers and lakes. As long as you can gain a firm foothold and occupy a place in the Jianghu of the Central Plains.

However, while letting go of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, they intensified their offensive against other famous sects. For survival. Huashan can be let go, but other sects must not be let go. Once let go, let the other sects recover, this is definitely the nightmare of all the holy sects!

After a series of orders were issued, the Nangong leader of the Sun Moon God Sect shook his head and sighed, "After the battle of Huashan, Zishan Dragon King and other five top masters fell, the rise of the deadly sword fairy is unstoppable. It soared into the sky!"

 …

Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions. Mandala Village.

"Young master, young master, great victory in Huashan, great victory in Huashan!" A disciple of Mandala Village rushed to the place where Wang Yuluo practiced martial arts, and shouted excitedly, with an expression of excitement on his face.

Ever since Lin Yi met Wang Yuluo, Wang Yuluo had returned to normal, practiced martial arts diligently, and his strength quickly improved by leaps and bounds. In a short period of time, a pulse was opened.

A loud cry was heard. Wang Yuluo withdrew his sword, looked concerned, and hurriedly asked: "Tell me quickly. What's the result? How is Mr. Lin? Are you injured?"

The disciple calmed down his excitement, nodded, and shouted: "The Huashan War was an unprecedented victory. The Demon Cult's army suffered a disastrous defeat. Hundreds of thousands of troops all stayed in Huashan to water the land for Huashan. I heard people say that. The battle pole remains, blood flows into rivers, and corpses are covered with blood. Corpses can be seen everywhere in a radius of thousands of miles. However, most of them are the corpses of members of the Demon Cult."

"In the first battle of Huashan, on Huashan's side, Ouyang Ming, the head of Huashan, blew himself up and died in the early stage. Mr. Lin succeeded him as the head of Huashan. On the eve of his succession as the head of Huashan, he made a temporary breakthrough and stepped into the top realm. After taking the position of the door, he started a decisive battle with the Demon Cult. In this battle, he killed five top masters including the Zishan Dragon King, and ten guardians who were half a step to the top of the Mingjiao. The record is brilliant. The whole world is Rumors are crazy, this is an unprecedented battle in my righteous way. It is enough to change all the passive situations in the battle between righteousness and evil, and it really inspires the determination of all people in my righteous way to win!"

After hearing the disciple's words, Wang Yuluo nodded slightly, without speaking, and turned to practice sword. The disciple looked puzzled, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Young master, why don't you talk about it? You weren't like this before?"

Wang Yuluo shook his head slightly, with a calm expression: "What else do I need to say? As long as Mr. Lin is safe and sound. You pay attention to his record and how many top demon sects he has killed. But I... concern about his safety .”

 …

Overseas rivers and lakes, Peach Blossom Island.

"Cousin, cousin, Brother Lin has stepped into the top, and he has become the head of Huashan! Haha, that's not counting, as soon as he stepped into the top, he even killed the five top masters of the Demon Sect, and even the Zishan Dragon King who was chasing him He beheaded all his enemies who killed him! Brother Lin is really happy to kill his enemies!" Mu Ziyan excitedly ran to Huang Yiting's side, waved his hands, and shouted excitedly.

"Have you reached the top?" Huang Yiting asked coldly with his expression unchanged.

"No...no." Mu Ziyan suddenly seemed to be strangled by the neck, her face was flushed, she couldn't breathe, and she shook her head dejectedly.

"Why don't you go to martial arts soon? You are Mr. Lin and you have reached the top level. Even the big enemy of Zishan Dragon King was beheaded by him! If you don't practice martial arts, how can you keep up?" Mr. Lin's footsteps?" Huang Yiting shouted coldly.

"Okay..." Mu Ziyan was speechless after being scolded, nodded, came excitedly, and left dejectedly.

 …

In a small town close to the border of the Western Regions, Yang Xifeng walked out of the town with a cold expression on his face. Going out of the town and entering the Western Regions, hunting down the top and even half-step top masters of the Demon Cult is a compulsory course for him every day.

For more than three years, he has been living like this.

"Haha, good news, good news! Great victory in Huashan, killing sword fairy Lin Shaoxia, beheading five half-step top masters in a row. Voice of opinion.

Yang Xifeng stopped for a while, a childish smile appeared on his cold, expressionless face.

"Brother Lin, just wait, I will reach the summit soon. I will always remember these words..."

With a silent recitation in my heart, without stopping, I stepped out of the small town. Under the setting sun, a slanted figure gradually entered the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions. (to be continued ~^~)