Otherwise, there will be no one left alive on Guangming Peak."
Hearing this, the Ming Cult laughed heartily, and no one wavered.
Monk Mingtong, the leader of the Vajra Sect, also said: "You, the demon sect, killed my disciple in my Vajra Sect's territory.
Today, I will seek justice for him."
"Hehe, Vajra Sect? I saw your monk going to another girl's boudoir, so I helped him see the Buddha." Wei Yixiao laughed, but his voice was a little cold.
Upon hearing this, Monk Mingtong became even more furious. His entire body shone with golden light, like a Buddha descending to the earth. He shouted, "How dare you insult my disciple this time?"
Then he moved and was about to attack, but was stopped by Tianyu Sword Lan Wusong.
"Wait a mininute."
Monk Mingtong didn't want to pay attention to this person, but he compared their cultivation levels.
And his identity as the leader of the martial arts world was also retreated.
"Master Yang, we can't fight like soldiers this time." Tianyu Sword Lan Wusong suddenly said, "Why don't we have a one-on-one duel?
How about we continue until there is no one left on one side?"
This was actually Lan Wusong's little trick. The strength of the Ming Cult in front of them was far beyond their imagination.
If a melee breaks out, who knows how many of these people will die. People from other sects will die, and he will just become the leader of the martial arts world.
The foundation is still unstable. Even if the Ming Cult is defeated, too many core disciples have died.
There will also be people who are dissatisfied and say that he is not doing a good job as the leader.
But if too many grand masters of Tianyu Sect died, he would be heartbroken.
What's more, if there are not enough people by then, how can we suppress other martial arts sects?
So I came up with this idea.
If it's a one-on-one fight, retreat if you can't fight.
This round-robin battle will leave one side with no room to resist.
Then the people on your side will at most be seriously injured. When all the enemies are seriously injured and have no fighting ability, you can just kill them all.
In this way, we can defeat the Ming Cult without losing a single person. Isn’t that wonderful?
He never considered that he would lose, and even if he lost, he had other plans.
Of course Yang Dingtian would not refuse, he nodded and said, "Please..."
But at this moment, on the back mountain of Guangmingding, there was a man climbing up the steep cliffs.
That person was the powerful hidden master of Tianyu Sect.
Tianyu Jian’s eldest son, a man who had already died once in the history of Tianyu Sect.
No one knows that the Tianyu Sect has more than one supreme grandmaster.
He wanted to go around to the back mountain of the Ming Cult and take advantage of the battle in the front.
They looted all the martial arts treasures of the Ming Cult, otherwise when the six major sects divided them equally, what would the Tianyu Sect be able to get?
But just as he passed through the palace gate, he seemed to sense something and shouted, "Who?"
Little did he know, he had met the Ming Cult, the people he should never have met...
Inside a stone chamber, a handsome young man sitting in a circle listened to the noise and opened his eyes.
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