Ziqin was not angry, but looked at Kongzhi with a smile.

"Whether I am telling the truth or not, you Shaolin people will know after you send people to take a look. Since the monk has gone down the mountain, the body cannot still be there. Or you still think that I would have known the current situation and put away the body early.

The monk’s body cannot be recovered.”

After these words came out, many Shaolin monks calmed down. Indeed, Ziqin could not have known the current situation earlier, nor could he have put away the body in advance.

The most important thing is that there is no need for Ziqin to do this, because as long as Ziqin is willing, he can kill everyone in Guangmingding except the Kunlun faction.

"You guys can keep arguing, but we have to go back."

Ziqin looked at the silent Shaolin monk, shook his head with a smile, then turned around and walked out of the square.

As for the matter between the five major sects and the Mingjiao, Ziqin no longer wanted to pay attention to it.

Kunlun's prestige has already been established in this day. As long as the disciples of these five major sects return to the Central Plains, who in the world will not know that Kunlun has three swords?

One is invincible offensively, the other unparalleled defensively, and the other is unpredictable.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang, the Five Elders of Kongtong, and the Three Great Shaolin Monks will all be outnumbered by the Three Swords of Kunlun from now on.

As Kunlun retreated, there was a dead silence on the top of the light. But Kong Zhi had already understood that once Kunlun left, the Mingjiao had this young man to protect them. I was afraid that they would never be able to do anything to the Mingjiao today.

In this battle, neither the five major sects nor the Ming Cult were victorious. The only winner may be Kunlun. After this battle, Kunlun will really rise to prominence in the world.

"Today we were defeated after all, but we were defeated by the Kunlun Three Swords, not by the hands of the Demon Cult. This is really, really, sigh..."

Someone in the crowd sighed, but it was extremely sad. In fact, no one in the crowd was filled with emotion at this moment.

Who would have thought that Zong Weixia's idle words would actually bring about the failure of the mission to annihilate the Ming Cult.

Of course, Ziqin did not know these things. At this time, Ziqin had already arrived under the light dome.

Kunlun was originally located to the south of Guangmingding. Everyone in Kunlun could return to the sect by just heading south. However, Ziqin knew that it was definitely not safe to go south, and there might be a lot of ambushes ahead.

"Go down and have all the disciples prepare to fight at any time. In addition, bring the things I asked you to prepare."

Ziqin turned on his senses to the maximum and ordered Ding Qing who was walking beside him.

As someone who has traveled through the world, how could Ziqin forget the ambush of that little girl Zhao Min after Guangmingding?

Qing helped prepare a hard bow worth seven or eight stones.

After the True Yi Jin Jing, Ziqin's Meteor Catch the Moon Arrow Technique and Purple Gold Sword Technique, which Ziqin practiced by himself, have been completely mastered by Ziqin as if they were imprinted on his soul. Even if he changes his body, as long as he has enough strength, he can

Can be used at will.

At this time, Ziqin had carried Beiming's true energy for decades, replaced it with a hard bow of seven or eight stones, and used the shooting star and moon arrow technique. It was really more terrifying than a machine gun.

In the original work, all six major sects were taken down, but Ziqin guessed that the place where Zhao Min ambush would not be too far from Guangmingding. Ziqin had been careful all the way since he got off Guangmingding.

After walking for about a kilometer, some breaths finally appeared in my perception, but these breaths were extremely mixed. There were breaths that belonged to an expert, and there were also breaths that were full of essence and blood, but they were not the breath of an expert.

Ziqin couldn't help but smile proudly. His guess was indeed correct. Zhao Min's ambush included not only martial arts masters but also troops.

"Friends, don't you think it's hard to wait for so long? Why don't you come out and see me?"

Ziqin waved his hand to signal the Kunlun disciples to stop, and used his inner strength to speak and disperse the sound far away.

However, these words were thrown out like a mud cow drowning in the sea. Not only did they not get the slightest response, even the breaths in their perception remained motionless.

Ziqin shook his head slowly, but these guys treated his words as if they didn't exist.

The eight-stone hard bow was slowly pulled open by Zi Qin. He casually picked up five arrows and put them on the bowstring. This time, he had prepared early and had no intention of participating in the melee at Guangmingding. Instead, he asked Ding Qing to prepare them in advance.

Thousands of arrows were dragged to Guangmingding in a carriage.

These arrows are enough not only to deal with an ambush in the martial arts world, but also to fight a battle, so Ziqin will not be stingy with arrows at this time.

The arrow was placed on the bowstring, but the ambush hidden in the dark was still silent. Ziqin knew that those people probably thought he was trying to scare people. After all, the ambush could not be seen here, and the distance was far away.

, but no one would believe that someone could take an arrow from him and hurt someone in an ambush.
Chapter completed!