Chapter 898: Who deceived me into having no one in the country!

At this time.

The people watching the battle at the bottom of the mountain looked expectantly at the battle on the top of the mountain.

"Looking at the situation in front of us, these eighteen people who came here seem to be really masters!"

"Maybe these eighteen people can really defeat those three old guys!"

"Can you finally feel proud and avenge your shame?"

People were excited and their eyes were eager.

Behind the crowd.

A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman were hiding there watching the battle.

These two people were Li Desong, the leader of the Jinling Martial Arts League, and Cheng Qingshuang, the leader of the Suzhou Martial Arts League.

Five days ago they were defeated and fled in disgrace.

However, they have been paying attention to this matter these days.

After learning that the eight top sects were coming, they rushed over.

Cheng Qingshuang asked: "Brother Li, can these eight sects defeat those three old guys?"

Li Desong said: "It should be possible. You know, even the elders of the eight sects are dispatched!"

Cheng Qingshuang said bitterly: "It's a pity that we can't see that boy Yang Luo being beaten to death by those three old guys."

Li Desong sneered: "I think that boy must have known about this a long time ago.

The reason why he didn't show up must be because he was afraid of these three old guys, so he didn't dare to come at all."

Cheng Qingshuang sarcastically said: "Back then, that kid was killing everyone on the cruise ship, he was majestic and domineering.

I really thought he was an upright man.

But now that I look at it, I see that the boy is nothing more than a treacherous loser."

Li Desong snorted coldly: "You still expect a young boy to show up at a critical moment when the Chinese martial arts world is in trouble?

Don't think too much, that's impossible. After all, you are a young man and you have no sense of family and country justice."

At this moment.

The battle on the top of the mountain became more intense.

However, Kurokawa Ichiro, Tsukahara Sotora and Furuta Shigeyama are too strong.

Even though Luo Jingchen and others tried their best, they were beaten back steadily.

"Can't lose!"

"We must defeat them!"

"Everyone, I'm begging you!"

The people watching the battle at the foot of the mountain shouted loudly and cheered for Luo Jingchen and others.

at this time.

On the top of a mountain thousands of meters away from this big mountain.

There were three old men standing there quietly.

One of the old men was thin, wearing a gray-white robe, with white beard and hair. He looked like a fairy and had an extraordinary temperament.

The second old man is an old monk, wearing a light gray monk's robe, with white eyebrows and beard, but his eyes are sharp and lively.

The third old man is an old woman, wearing a plain white robe, with long gray hair tied behind her head, and holding a purple crutch in her hand.

These three old men are the top elders of the three sects of Wudang, Shaolin and Emei.

"The True Feather" Lu Huayu!

"Golden Faced Buddha" Master Yuanci!

"Eight-faced Goddess" Master Chen!

The cultivation levels of the three of them are all at the level of Emperor Wu's Great Perfection, and they are just one step away from reaching the divine level!

At this moment, the three of them were all observing the battle on the top of the mountain in the distance and did not take action immediately.

Generally they will not interfere in secular affairs.

If Lin Aocang and Yi Jiuzhou hadn't contacted them, and if Kurokawa Ichiro and the others hadn't bullied people too much and started killing people, they wouldn't have appeared.

Lu Huayu narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that the Sakura Kingdom would send three Martial Emperor-level warriors to challenge our Chinese warriors this time.

Moreover, the cultivation base of the man holding the sword is in the middle stage of Emperor Wu, and the cultivation base of the man holding the gun is in the late stage of Emperor Wu.

The sword-wielding man's cultivation has actually reached the Great Perfection of Emperor Wu, it's really not easy."

"Amitabha……"

Master Yuanci clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Donor Gu and the others are definitely no match for those three people. We have to take action today."

Master Liaochen's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said in a deep voice: "A warrior from a small place dares to come to our place to cause trouble. We must make sure they never come back today!"

Lu Huayu said: "Let's take a look, it's time for our younger generation in the martial arts world to practice hard.

If they are really defeated, it will not be too late for us to take action."

Master Yuanci and Master Liaochen nodded.

at this time.

On the top of a mountain in the distance.

"Well!"

"ah!"

Zhuge Changfeng and Jiang Bo couldn't hold it any longer. A large mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths and they fell more than 20 meters away.

After all, one of them is good at formation and the other is good at intelligence.

Although his martial arts strength is not bad, he is still no match for a powerful Martial Emperor.

The two of them flew out for a while.

"Uh-huh..."

Tian Zhen, Feng Lengyue and Lan Xiaomeng couldn't hold it any longer. They screamed and flew backwards one after another, with blood spurting out of their mouths.

After a while.

"Puff puff……"

Gu Xiuyuan, Luo Jingchen and Feng Datong spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Due to severe internal and external injuries, everyone could not get up.

Now there are only eight Martial Emperor-level elders left fighting against Kurokawa Ichiro and the others.

However, although these eight Martial Emperor-level elders are very strong, they were able to remain undefeated against Tsukahara Aanghu and Furuta Shigeyama.

However, when faced with Kurokawa Ichiro's attack, they simply could not withstand it.

Kurokawa Ichiro's swordsmanship is as unfathomable as a demon's, making them defenseless and difficult to resist.

The battle lasted for less than twenty minutes.

Rumble!

Accompanied by bursts of roaring and explosion sounds!

"Ahhhhh..."

The eight Martial Emperor-level elders let out screams and flew backwards.

After falling to the ground.

The blood of the eight people continued to gush out, and their bodies were covered with wounds, which were very tragic.

Seeing Luo Jingchen and other eighteen people defeated.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain howled uncontrollably.

"Failed, failed again!"

"Is it true that no one can beat these three old guys?!"

"Do we really have no top experts?!"

"Are our experts really all useless?!"

Everyone's eyes were red and tears could not stop flowing.

Lingjue and other disciples from the eight sects who came to help out were all pale and trembling all over.

The eight early Martial Emperor elders were all defeated by those three old guys.
To be continued...