Chapter 56: Fighting with bare hands against the eight sects
"Master, since I have promised the master that when people are here and the piano is there, and when people die, the piano will die, so I can only say sorry to you.
This Tian Mo Qin belongs to the Qin Mo Palace and must not be left behind. Moreover, I feel disgusted by your so-called martial arts righteous way’s behavior today.
I really didn’t expect that you eight powerful sects would actually besiege a little girl like me. It’s hard to believe if I tell you.
This is what you call morality. No wonder the Han people have their homes invaded by the Manchus. This is all because you Han people have no backbone.
If you are not united, just like you people, if you work together, you will never do anything to betray the nation, except for the traitor Sengge.
I will never forgive him.
Upon hearing Yan Luochen's sarcasm, these righteous people's faces immediately turned blue and white. This was a slap in the face.
All the people said excitedly, "That's enough, you witch, I will never let you insult our entire martial arts here again.
I will make you pay the price." The heads of the eight sects took action at the same time, while Yan Luochen picked up the Tianmo Qin and began to strum the strings.
Even though she was on par with Li Xiaoran's Tianmo Qinyin, so many masters were attacking at the same time.
And after all, these people are the best masters in the martial arts world. Each of them has decades of internal strength.
And she had only reached the eighth level of the Tianmo Qin, so she felt extremely strenuous and could only endure her internal injuries and get out.
Suddenly, sand and rocks were flying, strong winds were blowing, and the weird sound of the devil's piano came from all directions, except for the eight masters,
The other disciples who were weak in martial arts had fallen to the ground, but Yan Kuan of the Kunlun Sect could no longer support him.
But he didn't want to withdraw at such an important moment, and seeing that the woman's face was already pale,
Big beads of sweat fell from her face. But she still kept on fighting with them.
Seeing Yan Luochen unable to hold on, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, Yan Kuan, felt secretly happy in his heart. Today he will be the first to take the credit.
Then he used his ultimate skill to lift up Jianyan Luochen and stab him with his sword. Just when his plot was about to succeed,
He was suddenly blocked by a sword emitting cold light, because he didn't even notice that someone would block him at this time.
So there was no time to take it back, and the opponent's sword was extremely powerful. Suddenly the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The pain in his wrist made him howl suddenly. He raised his head and wanted to curse.
The men and horses on both sides of the fierce battle were also shaken apart by this sword.
The head of Kunlun, Yan Kuan, said angrily, "Where is this brat who doesn't know how to live or die, actually ruining our good deeds here?"
A man in white standing next to Yan Luochen slowly stood up and looked at the crowd and said, "I have heard about Kunlun, Huashan, and Wudang for a long time.
Tianshan is a famous sect in Jianghu Mountain, but today they are besieging a woman here. This is simply unbelievable.
Could it be that our martial arts community in the Central Plains has turned into a treacherous person who bullies the weak with a gun? What is the difference between that and evil spirits?"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and looked at the man in front of her. His outstanding temperament caught her attention.
The knife-like facial features are so outstanding that you can't take your eyes away.
Underneath his tall and tall figure, you can feel his endless strength and steady security.
His smiling face easily conceals his sharp gaze, giving him a sense of innate excellence as a leader.
Yan Luochen was exhausted at this time. She tried to raise her eyes but saw that familiar figure, it was Leng Luotian. If he hadn't arrived,
She might have died under the swords of those people. She suppressed the smell of blood in her chest and gratefully said to Leng Luotian, "Thank you."
Seeing her weak and weak look, Leng Luotian felt a pain in his heart. Since the last time they met for the first time,
Her voice and smile had already been imprinted in his heart.