To the north of Daqing Mountain, there is a mountain peak rising into the sky like a sharp sword, called Arctic Peak. It is the gateway to the north of Daqing Mountain, and it is also the place where Huang Ningshuang was killed by Xiaoyaozi.
The North Pole Peak seems to be an area prone to accidents. No, when Lin Fan passed the North Pole Peak, he noticed that another conflict occurred below.
Two groups were confronting each other. On one side were the disciples of the Wuji Sect who were wearing cyan attire, and on the other were the disciples of Xiaoyao Palace who were wearing black and white attire.
There were seventeen disciples of the Wuji Sect who surrounded the four Xiaoyao Palace disciples.
Xiaoyao Palace is an old and first-class sect in Nanxuan Territory, with profound foundation and strong strength, and it is backed by Jiutian Taiqing Palace. Not to mention Nanxuan Territory, even if you look at the entire Kunlun Immortal World, it can be ranked first, but Wuji Sect
What's even more terrifying is that the name of the strongest sect in the Kunlun Immortal Realm is generally recognized. Even Jiutian Taiqing Palace, one of the top three sects in the past, cannot compare.
Does Xiaoyao Palace still dare to go against Wuji Sect? This is too stubborn.
With such doubts, Lin Fan did not leave in a hurry, but hid in the void and watched.
"Zhang Hu, I'm in a good mood today. I can let you go. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and get out of here immediately! Otherwise, even if I kill you, what can you do to Xiaoyao Palace?" The Wuji Sect disciples here
, a man with short stature and ugly appearance, cracked his neck and said loudly.
He seemed to be the leader among the disciples of the Wuji Sect, with peak Jindan cultivation. A broad-backed sword that was as long as his neck was inserted at his feet. He pressed the handle of the sword with both hands and rested his chin on the back of his hands, looking very arrogant.
Opposite him, a tall and burly young man with a samurai-like hairstyle, holding a weapon similar to a Tang sword in his right hand and a fist in his left hand, looked very angry.
It was Zhang Hu, the true disciple of Xiaoyao Palace, who was also at the peak of Jindan cultivation, and had challenged Li Cangsheng back then.
Behind Zhang Hu, there were three Xiaoyao Palace disciples, two men and one woman.
There is nothing much to introduce about the two men. Although they also have peak Jindan cultivation, they are just two free men and do not deserve to have names.
And that female disciple, who is tall, outstanding in appearance, very watery, and has a childlike face, is hiding behind Zhang Hu at the moment, like a frightened little rabbit, her pitiful appearance is enough to inspire any man's protective desire.
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At this moment, the female disciple's hair was messy, she was quite gray and embarrassed, but it did not affect her beauty at all.
It's just that his cultivation level is not very strong, he is only in the late stage of Jin Dan.
As the saying goes, beauty brings disaster, and the conflict between the two sect disciples at this moment seems to be related to her.
After hearing what the other party said, the corner of Zhang Hu's mouth twitched twice, and he was very angry. He waved his long knife and shouted: "Wu Jing! Didn't you go too far by forcibly taking Junior Sister Chu Yao away! We respect Wuji Sect, but you
Such behavior is truly disgusting!”
Wu Jing, a disciple of Wuji Sect, sneered and said: "What do you mean by kidnapping? I just want to make friends with this sister Chu Yao, but you, Zhang Hu, what's the matter with you? You take two people with you."
He chased me like a big wolf dog, what, you want to start a war? Why don't you go back and ask the palace master of your Xiaoyao Palace to see if he dares to start a war with our Wuji Sect because of a female disciple!"
"That's right, who do you think Xiaoyao Palace is? Our Wuji Sect is now the strongest sect in the Kunlun Immortal Realm!"
"Senior Brother Wu Jing is willing to make friends with your female disciple from Xiaoyao Palace. That's because she is convinced. Let's just have fun secretly."
"Those who know the truth, leave quickly and don't be shameless!"
"..."
All the Wuji Sect disciples around him started making noises.
"You are bullying others too much!" Zhang Hu said angrily through gritted teeth.
"You are the one who bullied me! What can you do to me? Ah? Hahahaha!" Wu Jing laughed arrogantly.
"Senior Brother Zhang, what should we do?" Chu Yao grabbed Zhang Hu's arm, looking pitiful.
Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and said: "Second Junior Brother and Third Junior Brother, I will break out of the bloody path in front of you, you protect Junior Sister Chu and follow me to break through!"
"Yes! Senior Brother Zhang!" The two secondary junior brothers nodded fiercely.
"Haha, Zhang Hu, it's just you?" Wu Jing sneered twice and said: "I heard that your sword is very fast. Not long ago, you dared to challenge Brother Li Cangsheng. Unfortunately, the duel was interrupted and there was no winner.
Negative. Today, I, Wu Jing, am here to learn about your sharp sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jing kicked the ground hard with his right foot, and his whole body shot out in an instant.
Holding the handle of the sword with both hands, the sword is in front, the blade flashes with a cold light, stabbing Zhang Hu straight.
Zhang Hu's pupils shrank slightly, feeling the pressure from Wu Jing, and he did not dare to be careless. He raised his arm and struck out with his long knife like a poisonous snake.
The two of them immediately started fighting, and the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" kept sounding, the two swords collided, and sparks exploded.
Although Wu Jing is short and fat, his speed is not slow, and his moves are wide open and closed, and he is very powerful, making him extremely difficult to deal with.
Since Zhang Hu dared to challenge Li Cangsheng, he naturally had two skills. He was three points faster than Wu Jing, as agile as a monkey, and as cunning as a snake.
The two were of similar strength, and they fought fiercely together, with no winner or loser in a short period of time.
But Zhang Hu was entangled by Wu Jing, and the rest were not so lucky.
The Wuji Sect disciples swarmed forward and without much effort knocked the two male disciples from Xiaoyao Palace to the ground and arrested Chu Yao.
Chu Yao screamed in horror.
"Junior Sister Chu Yao!"
Zhang Hu roared angrily and turned around to rescue.
However, Wu Jing did not give him this chance. He swung his sword and blocked Zhang Hu directly.
"Sorry, this road is blocked." Wu Jing sneered.
"Go away!"
Zhang Hu was so anxious that he slashed at Wu Jing with his sword.
Wu Jing didn't panic and blocked with his sword.
"clang!"
There was a loud bang.
Sparks burst out.
Wu Jing was knocked back two steps, and Zhang Hu took the opportunity to turn around and rush towards Chu Yao.
"Stop him!" Wu Jing shouted angrily.
Two true disciples of the Wuji Sect rushed towards Zhang Hu.
One person drew a gun, and the other drew a sword, and opened their left shoulders and abdomen respectively.
Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and shook away the sword that stabbed his abdomen. At the same time, he turned his body to avoid the spear that stabbed his left shoulder.
However, the next moment, there was a "chi" sound.
Zhang Hu suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood and threw himself forward.
It turned out that Zhang Hu was delayed for a moment because he avoided the attacks of the two men. In the blink of an eye, Wu Jing from behind had already chased him and slashed Zhang Hu on the back.
A stab wound more than thirty centimeters long appeared on Zhang Hu's back.
Bones were visible deep inside, and blood was flying.
"Senior Brother Zhang!" Chu Yao screamed, tears instantly flowed out, and she cried: "Senior Brother Zhang, please go and leave me alone!"
"Fuck, bastard!"
Zhang Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, stood up, looked back at Wu Jing, his eyes were as fierce as a wild beast, gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Jing, you bastard! As long as I am still breathing, you can't take me away.
Junior Sister Chu Yao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hu said "ah" and rushed forward with his knife in hand.
"Stubborn!" Wu Jing's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly had murderous intent, winking at the few Wuji Sect disciples beside him.
Everyone immediately understood.
Several people attacked Zhang Hu together.
This time, it's not as simple as giving a lesson and getting hurt.
They were rushing to take Zhang Hu's life.
Although Zhang Hu is very good and is the best among the true disciples of Xiaoyao Palace, he still pales in comparison when faced with the siege of several opponents of the same level. He quickly fell behind, was injured one after another, and almost became a bloody man.
"go to hell!"
Wu Jing saw the opportunity, shouted loudly, held the knife in both hands, and slashed Zhang Hu's head from behind.
This sword is enough to take away Zhang Hu.
But just when Wu Jing's knife was about to hit Zhang Hu's head, a golden light flashed.
"clang!"
Wu Jing felt his hands go numb, and the knife was forced to follow a cheap trajectory, grazing Zhang Hu's arm and slashing hard to the ground.
Zhang Hu's eyelids twitched and he quickly hid aside.
"Who! Who is meddling in other people's business!" Wu Jing roared angrily.
"How could Wuji Sect have scum like you!"
An indifferent voice with a hint of disdain and anger reached everyone's ears.