The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 103: Rushing to Shaolin Temple

A group of more than 40 people, riding on good horses, galloped day and night!
Every time we arrived at a city, we changed horses, and the rest time was very short each time!

These people were all people with profound skills and unparalleled endurance. They were able to travel continuously for three days and three nights, but most of them still showed signs of fatigue, with bloodshot eyes.

When they were not far from Shaolin Temple, the group was exhausted, sweating profusely, and in a very bad condition!
In order to better prepare for the upcoming battle, they found a secluded and hidden forest, dismounted and rested to meditate.

The dense forest concealed everyone's whereabouts.

The leaves of flowers and plants are exceptionally bright under the sunlight, but it's a pity that no one has the heart to appreciate them!
Xu Xingchen sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against a big tree. The true energy in his meridians was lively and agile, quickly eliminating the fatigue of his body.

After three days and three nights of continuous rapid march, I felt just like the time I worked late into the night for three days and three nights, physically and mentally exhausted.

He had to squint his eyes and pretend to doze off.

In fact, it was not just him. Others also did not consume much internal energy. They were just physically and mentally exhausted and were taking a nap to rest.

These people are real masters. Even if they are dozing off, they will wake up immediately at the slightest disturbance.

After resting for an hour, everyone opened their eyes and the fatigue on their faces disappeared a lot.

They also took out some dry food and water from the bags on their horses and quickly filled their stomachs.

"Get on the horse! Go!"

Following an order, everyone mounted their horses again and galloped towards the Shaolin Temple in a solemn atmosphere.

Still about seven or eight miles away from Shaolin Temple, everyone could see from afar the dense crowds at the foot of the mountain, the continuous array of tents, and countless Sun and Moon Sect flags fluttering in the wind!

Everyone made a rough estimate in their minds that the number of people was at least tens of thousands, and they couldn't help but feel heavy in their hearts.

This is the power of the Sun and Moon Sect. They have a large number of members and are spread all over the world. Even overseas, they can be found.

"Everyone, next, we have to rush to the mountain!"

"The Demon Cult has many powerful people and many experts. If anyone is afraid and doesn't dare to go, they can tell us in person and stay."

"Once we start charging up the mountain, life or death will all depend on your martial arts skills!"

Zuo Lengchan glanced at everyone and made the final mobilization.

In the crowd, those martial arts masters immediately started shouting, each of them was full of heroic spirit and ambition!
"Leader Zuo, why are you still saying these things now?"

"Yes, those who can come with us are all heroes who are not afraid of death. Let's rush up the mountain as quickly as possible! The faster the better!"

"Yes, let's set off quickly. Those little bastards from the Demon Cult can't stop us!"

Nun Dingyi also shouted, "Senior Brother Zuo, let's go together, time waits for no one!"

Xu Xingchen followed his master, his mistress and his eldest senior brother Linghu Chong, watching quietly without saying a word, but everyone was prepared.

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go up the mountain together!"

The group rode forward for a few more miles, and when they were less than a hundred meters away from the Sun Moon Sect camp, they spurred their horses forward.

The Sun and Moon Sect had already noticed the arrival of these people, and immediately put up barricades, drew their swords, and intercepted them.

"The Sun Moon Divine Cult is doing business here. No one is allowed to move forward. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!"

Someone shouted loudly, and swords and guns were drawn. There was suddenly a flash of cold light and murderous aura in front of the camp.

Among the people who came to help, Zuo Lengchan, as the leader, was the first to jump up from the horse's back. His figure was like an eagle, and he let out a long cry in the air, the sound of which could be heard for ten miles!

"Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, is here. I am leading the heroes of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the heroes of the martial arts world to rescue Shaolin Temple. Who dares to stop me?!"

As his words echoed between heaven and earth, he had already joined the demon cult members in front of him. His sword was unsheathed, flashing with a cold light. In a blink of an eye, there were screams, blood splattered everywhere, and countless broken limbs were scattered all over the sky.

The forty or so people behind them also jumped up from their horses and rushed into the crowd of cult members with intimidating roars. Swords and sabers flashed, broken limbs and arms flew, leaving behind a field of wailing sounds and advancing rapidly.

This assault team composed of experts was unstoppable and broke through the several interception lines of the Demon Cult. They moved forward all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then continued to go up along the mountain steps without stopping.

Xu Xingchen followed in the team, neither standing out nor falling behind. He swung the long sword in his hand like a flower, knocking away all the countless hidden weapons and darts that were shot around him.

Linghu Chong on the side used the "Breaking Arrow Style" from the Dugu Nine Swords. The sword light was as bright as stars. Even though he lacked some skills, he could still deal with it easily.

The demon cult members who were blocking the road saw the swords approaching and could not stop them, so they began to retreat one by one and used their hidden weapons and darts. Unfortunately, the people here were all masters with sharp eyes and quick hands. The hidden weapons and darts they fired, even if densely as rain, still could not hurt them at all, could not stop them for a moment, and could not even delay the pace of the people's progress.

This is the overwhelming power that martial arts masters have over the lower-class people in the martial arts world!
Following the stairs, they killed their way up. It seemed that the masters of the Demon Cult were not at the foot of the mountain, so it was easy for the group to reach the top of the mountain.

When they arrived at the square in front of the Shaolin Temple, Xu Xingchen and others finally encountered a master from the Demon Cult.

Dozens of people leaped over quickly. Their voices arrived before they did. They were powerful and had profound internal skills.

"Zuo Lengchan? How dare you from the Five Mountains Sword Sect come to disrupt the good deeds of my Sun Moon Divine Sect? Aren't you afraid that my Sun Moon Divine Sect will destroy you from the Five Mountains Sword Sect!"

Zuo Lengchan's cold laughter echoed in the air: "You people from the Demon Sect, stop being so arrogant. If you want to destroy my Five Mountains Sword Sect, ask the long sword in my hand first."

As the two sides approached each other, they immediately launched a violent attack, all of them with a ferocious posture that required them to defeat the other side within a short period of time!

But the martial arts of both sides were very strong. Even those as strong as Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun and others, facing the attacks of several powerful enemies, were inevitably caught in a fight for a while.

The man facing Xu Xingchen was a tall, strong and rough man with murderous eyes and a full beard. He was holding a copper stick in his hand. His moves were powerful and the whistling sound that broke through the air was extremely shocking.

Xu Xingchen's sword collided with the copper stick, producing sparks. Feeling waves of powerful force impacting his weapon, he knew that the opponent's internal strength was not weak either.

While swinging his sword to fight against the rough man, he looked around carefully and found that the masters of the Demon Sect who were blocking him and others were wearing clothes of various colors.

Among them, there were several old men dressed in black with yellow belts tied around their waists. Their martial arts skills were all amazing. Two or three of them working together could fight against top masters like Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun.
All of them are masters who are not inferior to the three great masters of Songshan Sect.
Some people are even better than that.
The demon cult masters that appeared here were a level higher than those heroes under Ren Yingying's command!
Perhaps it was because Xu Xingchen's face was too young and immature, which gave the demon sect masters who were blocking the way an illusion. Therefore, the rough man who faced him was not the most powerful among them in martial arts.

In the team that rushed into the mountain and broke through the formation, everyone knew that Xu Xingchen's martial arts skills were so high that they could be compared with Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun.

The three of them can be said to be the most powerful masters in this team!
Therefore, it is impossible for Xu Xingchen to be lazy or hide himself now.

After observing for a moment, he began to exert his strength. The sword light suddenly accelerated. Swish, he swung out two swords in succession, one virtual and one real, and entangled the rough man's copper stick.

The rough man felt the weapon in his hand lighten and then become heavier. The copper stick was pulled to the side by a force. He was secretly surprised: "Is this the Tai Chi Qi of Wudang Sect?"

But he didn't know that this was just one way Xu Xingchen used his Yin-Yang magnetic energy.

The copper stick was led away, and the third sword light emitted by Xu Xingchen could no longer be blocked. It went straight in and rushed towards the rough man's chest.

Seeing the rough man being stabbed by a sword, it was inevitable.
At the last moment, the rough guy actually used a strange move of rolling over and falling down, barely avoiding the fatal death of the long sword piercing his chest. Only a long blood mark was left on his chest, staining his torn clothes red.

"Hey, this guy's life-saving trick is really amazing!"

Xu Xingchen was a little surprised. Although he had let the opponent off a bit with the sword just now, the opponent was able to dodge that sword. His strength should not be underestimated.

As his body hit the ground, the rough guy immediately used one of the most despicable but also most effective moves in the martial arts world: the lazy donkey roll.

A series of rolling movements brought about a gust of wind.
In a blink of an eye, the rough man slid several feet along the ground. When he jumped up again, he looked down at the wound on his chest with a short breath and cursed angrily: "Damn it, I was wrong and almost died in the hands of that kid!"

The people who were fighting fiercely around glanced over here.

On the righteous side, everyone acted as if it was a matter of course.

The people from the Sun and Moon Sect paid more attention to Xu Xingchen and were more cautious.

All the contempt I had felt for his young face was gone now.

Whoosh!
A gun-wielding master of the Demon Cult appeared nearby and joined forces with the rough man to besiege Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen's sword light became stronger and suppressed the attacks of the two.

After a moment, another person came over, and the three of them joined forces to barely block the sharp sword light of Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen still held back, otherwise, these three people would definitely not be able to resist.

What is the current situation in Shaolin Temple? They don't know at all, so Xu Xingchen doesn't know whether he should kill him at this time.
In fact, he was not the only one who thought and acted in this way. Others, even the masters of the Demon Sect, had the same mentality.

When they killed the demon sect members at the foot of the mountain, they did not hold back, because they had absolute strength and could decide the life and death of others.
But when facing opponents with equal martial arts skills, one must be cautious.
Because of a moment of carelessness, what he lost this time was his own life!

Therefore, in this square, everyone seemed to be fighting vigorously and enthusiastically, but they all held back their strength, so as not to accidentally make a fatal move and provoke the opponent's desperate counterattack.
By then, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation!
These people came to rescue Shaolin Temple, and although they had the courage to put their lives aside, if they could survive, who would be willing to throw their lives away here in vain? !
"Amitabha, donors, please stop!"

Suddenly a Buddhist chant was heard in the temple, echoing clearly in everyone's ears.
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