The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 119: Neither male nor female nor human! Dongfang Dongfang
The top of Blackwood Cliff covers a large area
The terrain in front is open and flat, while the mountain behind is towering like a sword!
A majestic palace, built against the mountain, has an extraordinary atmosphere.
Countless red silk satins, dozens of feet long, fluttered in the wind around the hall, rustling in the air.

It looked like the flag of the Sun Moon Cult, and also like burning blood-red flames.
In the square in front of the majestic palace, seventy-two elite warriors holding halberds gathered together, together with the ten elders of the Demon Cult, to resist the dozens of figures rushing towards them.
The shouts of killing were loud!
The ten great elders of the Demon Cult are all well-known masters in the martial arts world. Some of them have martial arts skills that are no less than those of the heads of some famous sects.
The seventy-two elite warriors holding halberds were all tall and strong, and were all experts in both internal and external skills. The halberds in their hands weighed about 20 to 30 kilograms, and when they were wielded, not only did they have a very wide attack range, but they were also extremely powerful.
However, even if the ten elders and seventy-two elite warriors with halberds joined forces, they were still unable to resist the powerful figures who were constantly charging and attacking before them.

Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect, used the Songshan sword technique to sweep through thousands of troops with ferocious and violent force; with his icy palm, he created white rings of frost and mist.
Using both sword and palm, he defeated a demon elder holding two axes.
The head of the Hengshan Sect, Mr. Mo Da, was thin and had a depressed look on his face. He held a thin sword in his hand. He was as fast as the wind and as misty as fog. He fought on equal terms with an elder of the Demon Sect.

The head of Hengshan Sect, Master Ding Xian, had a sword that was so dense that water could not penetrate it, making it almost impossible for the Demon Sect elders on the opposite side to attack him. But whenever he was not paying attention, a sword light would quietly pierce at him, always forcing him to be in a panic.
The Tianmen Taoist of the Taishan Sect, with his sword skills like a millstone, was powerful and majestic. He struck one sword after another, and in the fierce clash of weapons, he severely suppressed the elder of the demon sect on the opposite side.
The leader of Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun, and his wife Ning Zhongze, wielded two swords together. Their figures were as graceful as clouds, and the swords were majestic and dangerous. They killed the demon sect elder on the opposite side. He was sweating coldly and terrified. After resisting for seven or eight moves with all his strength, he was cut in the throat by a sword and stabbed in the chest by a sword, killing him on the spot.
The martial arts of Yue Buqun and his wife have improved tremendously over the years. Not to mention an elder of the Demon Sect, even if it was Master Fangzheng of the Shaolin Temple, it would be hard to say who would win if they faced the combined strength of their swords.

The thin Master Fang Zheng threw away his sympathy for his enemy and slapped him with his palms one after another, confronting a demon sect elder whose body was as strong as a mountain and whose palms were as broad as a palm leaf fan.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang.
The air exploded, the energy surged, and after more than ten consecutive palm strikes, the demon sect elder, whose body was as big as a mountain, glared with anger, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He was shocked to death by Master Fang Zheng's profound internal skills.
Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian and Shangguan Yun faced off against the remaining three elders of the Demon Sect. The battle between the six of them was extremely fierce and violent.

The king of heaven, Xiang Wentian, has an extraordinary sword technique and a violent palm technique. When he fights, he is fierce and domineering.
Shangguan Yun was one of the ten former elders of the Demon Cult. Needless to say, his martial arts skills were very high. After a dozen moves, he gradually gained the upper hand.
The hidden dangers in Ren Woxing's body were cured by the Yi Jin Jing, and he transformed his Yi Jin Jing Qi back into Star-Absorbing Qi. He used the pure Qi to drive the Star-Absorbing Art, making its power even more terrifying.

The demon elder who was fighting against him was not confident enough to face the former leader, and was timid in the fight, obviously because he was afraid of Ren Woxing's Star Absorbing Technique.
As a result, his defeat came faster than expected!

After just a few moves, Ren Woxing grabbed his arm with a wild laugh, and the Qi in his body surged out like a flood. He wailed in despair and became emaciated. Then, Ren Woxing beheaded him with a sword.
Seventy-two elite warriors armed with spears gathered around and wanted to go forward to help, but each time they were forced to stay away by the violent energy emitted by the top masters.

As Ren Woxing, Master Fangzheng, Yue Buqun and his wife and others defeated their opponents, the defeat of other evil cult elders soon came!
At this time, no one would care about the "one-on-one" rules of the underworld. After killing their opponents, they would immediately go to help others.

When the last elder of the Demon Cult fell unwillingly, the seventy-two elite warriors with spears also met with a devastating disaster!

Except for Master Fangzheng and Master Dingxian, who did not want to commit more murders, they stopped.
The others were like wolves among a flock of sheep. Wherever they passed, blood splattered and halberds fell. They killed the elite soldiers holding halberds, causing the ground to be filled with grief and blood to flow like a river.

Although these elite warriors wielding spears were not weak in martial arts, they were far inferior to the leaders of several famous sects, and no one could withstand a single blow.

With half of their men dead or wounded, the elite soldiers holding halberds finally collapsed and hastily retreated towards the majestic palace, holding their halberds.

Boom!

The tall and heavy palace door suddenly opened, and more than a dozen figures rolled and screamed as they fell in, sliding for a long distance on the smooth and bright floor.

Afterwards, the leaders of the seven major sects, Ren Woxing and two other elite soldiers armed with spears, rushed into the hall one after another!
The hall is spacious and open, with high ceilings.
Large red pillars that can be hugged by two people are arranged on the left and right, extending from the entrance to the depths of the hall, and then extending along 33 steps to the deepest and highest place.
Wide and long red silk curtains were hung between the pillars and fell to the ground, making the entire hall look exceptionally festive!

The palace door opened wide, and the mountain wind blew in. The red silk curtain, which had been motionless, suddenly began to ripple.
Dozens of people were fleeing and chasing each other in the hall, and the noise of shouting and killing also disturbed the tranquility here!
The remnants of the defeated army did not stop and continued to flee deeper into the hall, climbing up the red-carpeted steps using their hands and feet and shouting in panic.

"Leader, help!"

"Master, please help!"

"Master! Ren Woxing and the leaders of the seven major sects have come to the mountain to fight. They have killed the ten elders, and all the brothers are about to be killed."

More than twenty men holding spears climbed up the stairs and came to a flat area. They immediately knelt on their knees, kowtowed frantically, shouted and yelled at the top of their lungs, but they did not dare to take another step forward.

The leaders of the seven major sects, Ren Woxing and the other two rushed up the stairs and came to this small platform. Seeing the person being hunted kneeling on the ground and begging, their hearts were moved. They stopped what they were doing and looked forward.

A dozen steps away, there seemed to be a small flight of stairs, but it was separated by a hanging red silk curtain, making it impossible to see what was behind.

"Could that be Dongfang Bubai's throne on the steps behind the curtain?"

"Which Dongfang Bubai will be next? Is it the one we met in Shaolin Temple, or..." "Dongfang Bubai must have heard the noise outside, but he never showed up or took action. Could it be because his injuries have not healed yet?"

"Is Dongfang Bubai really behind the curtain? Why can't I sense anyone's presence?"

Several people had a myriad of thoughts in their minds, but they all kept their guard up and their eyes became extremely cautious.

Last time in Shaolin Temple, they suffered heavy losses!

Having learned from that lesson, these people who came here, except for the leaders of the major sects, did not bring any other disciples with them, just to prevent Dongfang Bubai from creating chaos again and killing others indiscriminately.
If we fail to defeat Dongfang Bubai this time, the plan to besiege Heimu Cliff will become a joke!
"Humph! You're playing tricks on me! Dongfang Bubai, get out here!"

Ren Woxing was the first one who couldn't bear it any longer. He lightly raised his toes, and a long spear on the ground immediately bounced up and shot out lightning.

call out!
With a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, the halberd pierced through the red silk curtain and disappeared behind it.

There was no sound from behind the red silk curtain, not even the sound of the halberd hitting the steps or any other objects.

It was as if there was an invisible black hole that absorbed and hid all the sounds.
A gleam of light flashed in Xiang Wentian's eyes, and he suddenly jumped up, swung his long sword in the air, and tore the red silk curtain apart from a height of two meters.

Under the influence of gravity, the lower half of the curtain fell to the ground, revealing nine steps behind, and on top of the steps, a throne and a figure.

"what?"

"Ok?"

"what?"

When several people saw clearly the figure sitting high on the throne, many of them couldn't help but express doubt and surprise.

On the nine-layer white jade steps, there is a large golden chair, inlaid with various rare and precious gems such as blood red, blue, emerald green, dark purple, etc.
Dazzling and sparkling!
A figure dressed in a bright red robe sat on it, holding the halberd that Ren Woxing had shot earlier in one hand, and did not move!
This person, wearing a tall black crown, has a face as white as jade, but his appearance is very strange.
Looks like a man but not a man! Looks like a woman but not a woman!
She has both the masculine vigor of a man and the feminine beauty of a woman. These two completely opposite temperaments are magically blended together to form a unique charm that seems to be out of this world.
His face is ageless, with the smooth skin of a young man, the maturity and steadiness of a middle-aged man, and the dignity and indifference of an old man.
The whole person sat there, motionless, without even a hint of life, like a jade statue!
Ren Woxing looked up and down at the man in red on the throne in amazement. After a while, he suddenly shouted, "No doubt about it, you are the real Dongfang Bubai."

"Humph! No matter how you change your appearance, I can recognize that disgusting smell at a glance!"

When the others heard this, their heartbeats slowed down, and even the breathing in their mouths and noses became much lighter.
The current situation was the worst possible scenario they had discussed on the way here.
One, Dongfang Bubai, who not only possesses unparalleled speed in the world, but also has mastered the charm of martial arts!

An Dongfang Bubai who is even more terrifying and frightening than the fake Dongfang Bubai in Shaolin Temple!

For a moment, several people looked at each other, speechless.

The halberd bearers who were kneeling on the ground crying and begging, when they saw the curtain falling, pressed their foreheads to the ground, raised their buttocks high, held their breath, and sweat dripped down their foreheads. They did not dare to raise their heads to look at the people above.
"Ugh!"

A soft sigh sounded, like the wind and shadow, drilling into everyone's ears.
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