thefictionvixens Chapter 110 Phoenix
Chapter 110 Phoenix
Chapter 110 Phoenix
Zhu Wu led everyone to the Sanqing Hall of the Wudang Sect.
The elders and disciples of Wudang Sect, as well as the leaders and elites of various sects, and wandering knights all gathered in this hall.
Those inside the hall are the main force this time; those outside are just people who came to join in the fun on their own initiative.
"Wansong, I'm going to see my father."
After saying something in a low voice, Ouyang Xue left the line and ran to Ouyang Heng's side to share her recent experiences with her father.
Of the six major sects, the Six Doors were rendered in name only and replaced by the Divine Catchers, while the Divine Eagles were too far beyond the Great Wall to arrive in time. At this time, there were four and a half major sects present.
When the group arrived, everyone's eyes were fixed on Sheng Wansong.
Li Yuanxing of the Beggars' Sect was the first to speak, asking, "Young Master Sheng, are you willing to take action to protect the Chinese martial arts world?"
"The martial arts world of the Central Plains cannot be protected by one person alone. If things become unbearable, I will take action."
What Sheng Wansong said sounded grand and dignified, but it was actually true.
Although he aspires to be a great hero, he doesn't want to spend his life protecting the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
If the martial arts world of the Central Plains can never protect itself, then it might as well perish.
He wanted an amusement park, not a baby bus.
These words resonated strongly with Li Yuanxing.
"Young Master Sheng's words are reasonable. He is not showing off his personal abilities, but rather hoping that the martial arts world in the Central Plains will flourish and grow stronger. Only such thoughts can be called the mark of a great hero."
That sounds nice.
Yuwen Lie also spoke up at this moment, "The Wudang Sect should be protected by our Wudang disciples. If possible, I hope that you fellow practitioners will stand guard and not take action."
The sect leader nodded repeatedly, quite satisfied with his youngest disciple.
"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of when dealing with evil spirits and heretics?"
A Taoist priest with a sharp and slender build, as sharp as a sword, sneered, "In my opinion, we should all rush in and hack them to death with a flurry of swords."
His martial arts skills were also at the grandmaster level, and his cultivation was comparable to Qingxu's. In terms of both strength and status, he was clearly superior to the other elders.
"Master Qingxiao, you are mistaken."
The old monk Yuanjue, with his bandages wrapped around his neck, retorted, "Although that benefactor Fanma was arrogant, he did not kill people indiscriminately. How can he be considered a heretic or evil spirit?"
"Old monk, are you going to side with the barbarians?"
Sheng Wansong chuckled.
If you find the argument between the two of you incredibly boring, then the other person in the room probably feels the same way.
Sheng Wansong looked at the woman behind the statue of the Three Pure Ones.
She hid behind the statue of the Three Pure Ones in full view of everyone, and no one noticed except Sheng Wansong.
The woman's appearance was strikingly similar to Feng Xuanji's, but there were obvious differences.
Feng Xuanji possessed a languid and noble air, like a peony embraced by all, while this woman was colder and sharper, like a snow lotus blooming alone in the Tianshan Mountains.
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The gap in strength is also enormous.
Feng Xuanji could only be considered a second-rate martial artist at best, while this person, whose body was filled with crimson-gold internal energy, was the third Celestial Being that Sheng Wansong had seen.
In terms of internal strength alone, women are a cut above the grandmasters, reaching the realm of celestial beings.
But Sheng Wansong believed that she was more than that; women possess powerful abilities beyond internal strength.
While pondering, Sheng Wansong looked towards the door.
A strong, furnace-like aura is rapidly approaching.
The tedious argument is finally coming to an end.
The moment Sheng Wansong smiled, the gate of the Sanqing Hall shattered with a crash.
Dozens of martial artists flew into the hall, crashing into the wall and leaving circular dents, while a few others hung on the statues of the Three Pure Ones.
The moment everyone inside realized what was happening, they rushed to help.
The intruder's enormous body almost completely filled the doorway, and only a blurry outline could be seen as it faced the sun.
"Are all these people gathered together discussing what to eat tonight?"
Master Qingxu leaped up and landed directly opposite Fan Ma, shouting sternly, "Wudang disciples, form the True Martial Seven-Section Formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the elders took their places.
Even Qingxiao, who had just disagreed, chose to cooperate at the crucial moment.
Grandmasters Qingxu and Qingxiao, along with five top-tier elders, formed the Big Dipper constellation by stepping on the Heavenly Gang Step.
"The True Martial Seven-Section Formation, the strongest formation of Wudang."
Professional commentator Zhu Wu's eyes lit up. "This formation is modeled after the Big Dipper. The Southern Dipper governs life, while the Northern Dipper governs death. Once the Big Dipper formation is formed, even celestial beings have no choice but to retreat, or they will surely die."
The seven people kept changing positions, but always maintained the Big Dipper formation, releasing a strong sense of killing intent outwards.
Fanma sniffed, tilted his head back, and revealed an excited, ugly smile. "Not bad trick. If it were any other time, I would definitely want to play along with you guys."
"But when faced with an unparalleled delicacy, ordinary delicacies must be abandoned."
Upon hearing the barbarian's words, everyone turned to look at Sheng Wansong.
However, Fan Ma spoke to the statue of the Three Pure Ones, saying, "You are just like me, a woman hidden behind a stone."
Click.
A slight crackling sound rang out, and the next moment, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the statue of the Three Pure Ones.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the three Taoist ancestral statues, which had received countless offerings of incense, shattered into rocks, revealing the black-haired woman behind them.
Zhu Wu cried out in alarm, "Empress!"
The woman ignored Zhu Wu's shouts and walked into the arena.
This woman possesses stunning beauty, but no one can be fooled.
They will never forget that Fan Ma called this man a delicacy even better than the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
As the woman approached, Qingxiao frowned. He didn't care about being an empress or anything like that. "Woman! You're in my way! Get out of my way!"
The Empress finally glanced at him.
The next second, Qingxu's face suddenly turned red.
His facial veins were bulging, as if the blood in his body was flowing backwards, about to burst out of the veins.
With a clang, the longsword in his hand fell limply to the ground.
Qingxiao quickly pressed several key acupoints on his body, then took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and circulated his qi, finally managing to suppress the surging blood.
However, the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation was broken.
"What a wonderful trick."
Of all those present, only Sheng Wansong noticed what the woman had done.
He narrowed his eyes, deciding to take a closer look at the woman.
After Liang Chen, these two newcomers have arrived.
This world really is anything but boring.
"Your Majesty, is that you?"
Zhu Wu was shocked to realize that it was indeed the Empress who had made the move.
Just as he was about to ask a question, a female voice interrupted him.
"Uncle, this person is not me."
At this moment, a large red phoenix-shaped platform with a phoenix spreading its wings and a hundred birds paying homage to it was carried up to Wudang Mountain by eight female warriors. A slender hand lifted the red curtain, revealing a noble face that resembled a woman's.
They looked alike, but the woman in the sedan chair was elegant and noble, wearing a phoenix crown and with vermilion painted on her lips.
It was none other than the current Empress, Feng Xuanji.
Feng Xuanji gently opened her mouth and said softly, "This person is my younger sister, Li Sheng's younger sister, and also the most honored member of my Feng family."
"phoenix."