Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 190 Storms gather in Kyoto City, and sects from all over the world attack Lin Yaozu.

In addition, many Taoist, Buddhist and other martial arts sects were shocked and furious.

On Longhu Mountain.

The leader of Taoism, Zhang Qingwei, the head of Longhu Mountain, was dressed in a flowing Taoist robe. His snow-white sleeves fluttered gently in the breeze, as if he had merged into one with the nature.

On weekdays, this big man with white hair and a youthful face always looks like an immortal.

But at this moment, his face was ashen, as if covered by dark clouds.

The whisk in her hand was swung violently, and the soft ponytail drew a sharp arc in the air, making a crisp "snap" sound.

Then, angry shouts spread throughout the hall.

"The false emperor is so arrogant that he dares to start such a senseless massacre! He simply doesn't take us Taoists seriously!"

The sound is like the loud sound of a huge bell, echoing for a long time.

At this moment, Zhang Qingwei's eyes opened wide, and there seemed to be two balls of anger burning in his eyes.

The majestic aura made the surrounding disciples feel a chill in their hearts.

The disciples next to them were also filled with righteous indignation, their faces full of anger and unwillingness.

A sturdy middle-aged Taoist priest clenched his fists and spoke loudly.

"Master, we must let that tyrant know how powerful our Taoist family is!"

Another Taoist priest with a handsome face also echoed.

"Yes, we cannot let him act so recklessly. The dignity of the Taoists cannot be violated!"

The disciples spoke one after another, expressing their anger and determination.

Some were rubbing their hands in anticipation, while others were frowning, as if they could not wait to find Lin Yaozu, fight to the death, and seek justice for the Taoists.

at the same time.

In the holy land of Buddhism, all the eminent monks clasped their hands together with solemn expressions.

The solemn temple exudes a sacred glow under the dim light.

Master Wenyuan, with long hair, white beard and snow-white eyebrows, stood in the center of the temple. He was wearing a golden cassock, his eyes were slightly closed, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to tell of the vicissitudes of life and the profoundness of Buddhism.

After a few breaths, Master Wenyuan slowly spoke.

"Amitabha, the false emperor is going against the will of heaven, we should save him."

The voice was deep and powerful, full of compassion and majesty.

The monks nodded one after another. They were dressed in simple robes and had serious and solemn expressions.

A young monk spoke up.

"What the abbot said is true. This is a great demon in the world and cannot be forgiven!"

Another monk also echoed the sentiment.

"If he is willing to shed his earthly ways and lay down his butcher knife, he can become a Buddha right away."

The monks surrounded the master, chanting sutras in low voices. The melodious Buddhist sounds echoed in the temple, as if they were praying for the upcoming battle.

Other martial arts sects were also noisy.

In a certain sect famous for its swordsmanship, the leader is tall and strong, with a full beard, and his eyes reveal a domineering look.

He thrust the knife heavily into the ground, with the sharp blade penetrating three inches into the soil. There was a loud "buzzing" sound, and he roared angrily.

"Whoever dares to provoke us must be prepared to bear our wrath!"

The sound was like thunder, exploding in the martial arts training ground, making everyone's ears buzz.

The disciples in the sect shouted in unison.

"Kill, kill, kill, no mercy!"

They were wielding steel knives in their hands, the blades were flashing, and their momentum was intimidating.

Some of the disciples had murderous looks on their faces, some had determined eyes, and they had only one belief in their hearts, which was to fight for the honor of their sect.

In a certain sect that was good at hidden weapons, everyone was whispering to each other, full of anger.

The disciples of this sect are dressed in black and move swiftly, like ghosts in the night.

He was playing with various hidden weapons in his hands, and his eyes revealed a hint of cunning and coldness.

An older disciple spoke up.

"This kind of provocation cannot be tolerated. We must let that dog emperor know how powerful we are!" said another disciple.

"Our hidden weapons are not vegetarian. Kill, kill, kill. Today we will be the butcher emperor."

Everyone nodded and began to prepare various hidden weapons, including poison needles, darts, sleeve arrows, etc.

In this dream world, although there are disputes among the various sects at ordinary times, when facing a common enemy, they can unite and fight together.

At this moment, the forces of Taoism, Buddhism and other martial arts sects were all angered by Lin Yaozu's actions.

In the past, when the Li family was rising, many sects invested in it.

Now that all the money has been lost, revenge must be taken.

Then, those strong men prepared for action, and a fierce battle was about to begin.

At the same time, at the location of the Cihang Gate, on the Taxi Peak, the situation suddenly changed.

The head nun, who was known as the Divine Nun of Stepping on the Emperor, wore a plain robe, the corners of which rustled in the wind.

The face, which originally had some mature charm, was now distorted by anger, his eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in his eyes.

“Ahhh… Damn dog emperor… How could he be so despicable…”

The roar echoed on the Ta Di Peak like a sudden thunder, shaking the surrounding leaves to the ground.

She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white from the exertion, and she exuded a chilling anger.

In a flash, the sound spread throughout the entire Cihang Gate.

The disciples in the sect stopped what they were doing, looked shocked, and then after learning the relevant news, they were all filled with indignation.

After a while, the hall was plunged into noise.

"Master, that dog emperor is so abominable. How dare he humiliate our Cihang Sect like this! We must kill this beast!"

An older sister stepped forward and said with an angry look on her face.

"Yes, we must not sit still and wait for death. We must make that false emperor pay the price!"

Another young disciple shouted excitedly, waving the sword in his hand.

"Kill, kill, kill... avenge my senior sister!"

"Kill the false emperor and avenge the blood feud!"

"..."

The head nun looked at the excited disciples and became even angrier.

He swung his sleeves and said loudly.

"Come on, go down the mountain, kill the false emperor, and pacify the world!"

As the order was given, all the powerful men of the Cihang Sect moved out in full force.

Each of them was dressed in tight clothes, holding a sharp blade, and their eyes were full of determination.

He is heroic and full of vigor.

The entire Ta Di Peak suddenly became lively with the sounds of footsteps, shouts, and the clashing of weapons.

The states in the Wu Dynasty were in turmoil.

Countless disciples of martial arts sects, like a torrent that is about to create a huge storm, carried weapons and exuded strong murderous intent, and headed straight for the capital of Zhongzhou.

Qingzhou, a group of swordsmen dressed in green tights, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, their eyes reveal determination and resoluteness.

The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood on the battlefield.

The leading swordsman had a stern expression on his face. He slightly raised the sword in his hand and spoke loudly.

"For the sake of justice and dignity, we will march to Zhongzhou Kyoto today and let that dog emperor see how powerful we are!"

The swordsmen behind him shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the sky, and then they took a step forward and set out on their journey.

In Liangzhou, a group of burly swordsmen with murderous looks on their faces.

The broadswords were heavy and sharp, and each one seemed to contain countless murderous intentions.

The leader's eyes were wide open and he roared angrily.

"The dog emperor is unjust, and we Liangzhou heroes will never sit idly by! Let's go and kill our way to Kyoto!"

(End of this chapter)