Chapter 128 Master Maitreya
“Dream!”
The five people naturally refused to agree.
The woman smiled lightly, "In that case, then you all go to hell."
After finishing her words, the ribbon wrapped around the woman's arm shot out like a silver snake, It actually enveloped five people.
Naturally, the five of them refused to show weakness and each went towards the other to kill.
Boom!
Six people fought against each other and fought together. The woman was clearly a third-level master, and her strength was also the best among the third-level masters.
Faced with those five masters, the woman in the palace skirt was one against five, but she did not lose at all.
“Brother!”
The girl in the distance approached her brother closely, with a look of fear on her face.
The young man could feel the momentum of the six people fighting. He gritted his teeth, held on, and pulled his sister back quickly.
The true meaning of martial arts spread from the fights between several people, and their energy swept across. The entire hall was filled with dust and smoke.
Whoosh!
Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly, flicking his sleeves and robe, blocking the fluctuations of the fight between several people, and the originally swaying bonfire became stable again.
Seeing Pei Xuanjing's understatement, the young man's eyes lit up. Thinking of Pei Xuanjing's kindness just now, he hesitated for a moment and approached Pei Xuanjing directly.
Pei Xuanjing glanced at the two approaching, but didn't say much.
At this moment, his attention was not entirely focused on the six people fighting each other, but mainly on the elegant man who looked like a scribe.
The noise of the fight between several people became louder and louder, almost to the point of overturning the hall.
"You guys overturned this hall, and we all have to spend the night in the heavy rain." Pei Xuanjing's voice sounded faintly.
But when it fell on the ears of the six people fighting, it was like thunder.
“Master!”
The expressions of several people changed drastically, but the action of fighting still did not stop.
The woman in the palace skirt seems to have something to rely on. Even if she is surprised by Pei Xuanjing's voice, she has nothing to fear with the middle-aged man by her side.
As for the five burly men, faced with the constant attacks of the women in palace skirts, they naturally couldn't hold back.
Seeing the six people still fighting each other non-stop, Pei Xuanjing frowned slightly.
Suddenly, the elegant man in white said: "Yiyao, since Brother Pei has spoken, let's stop for now!"
"Yes, Master." The woman in the palace skirt nodded and stepped back. He pulled away and stood respectfully behind the elegant man in white again.
"Huh?" Pei Xuanjing looked at the elegant man in white. A name came to his mind and he said, "You are Zhao Baiyang."
"Brother Pei really has good eyesight." The elegant man in white , or Zhao Baiyang said with a smile.
Pei Xuanjing's face turned cold when he heard this, and he stood up slowly, and his aura began to change.
There is only one reason why Pei Xuanjing is so moved, and that is the identity of Zhao Baiyang in front of him, the current leader of the Maitreya Sect.
Zhao Baiyang, his original name is no longer known. After he became famous in the world, he took the name Baiyang.
The teachings of Maitreya Religion have three realms, the first realm, the middle realm, and the last realm, which correspond to the ancient Buddha of Qingyang Lantern, Sakyamuni Buddha of Red Yang, and Maitreya Buddha of White Yang.
The person is named Bai Yang, which shows his ambition and self-confidence.
Since Zhao Baiyang ascended the throne as the leader of the Maitreya Sect, the power of the Maitreya Sect has grown day by day. He can be said to be a powerful leader and a serious concern of the Ming Dynasty. Pei Xuanjing never expected that the other party would appear here, just for a few third-level warriors.
So, when the other party revealed his identity, he knew clearly that Zhao Baiyang was here for him.
"Master, is he Pei Xuanjing?" The woman in the palace skirt looked curious.
As a saint of the Maitreya sect, Yu Yiyao has been trained by the leader Zhao Baiyang since she was a child. Being able to step into the realm of a third-grade master at the age of twenty-three is already a genius for many people in the sect. .
But when the name Pei Xuanjing came into sight, everything about her became dim compared to the other person.
Originally, she was thinking about when to prove to her master that she was definitely no worse than her opponent.
But in just two years, news about Pei Xuanjing came out one after another, especially when the other party used a second-grade warrior to kill the deputy leader of a first-grade warrior, Yu Yiyao was stunned.
She never thought that there would really be such a genius in this world, or a monster or evildoer.
Now, when she heard her master say that the ordinary young Taoist priest in front of her was the famous Pei Xuanjing in the world, she couldn't believe it.
There doesn't seem to be anything special about him other than being a little handsome.
When the name Pei Xuanjing was called out, it was not only Yu Yiyao who was a little surprised.
The five burly men who just fought against Yu Yiyao also looked shocked. They never expected to meet the now famous Pei Xuanjing in this ruined temple in the wilderness.
Especially the fourth child, when he thought that he had almost had a conflict with Pei Xuanjing, who was rumored to be extremely cruel, his heart almost tightened, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
The leading man also let out a long sigh. He just felt that Pei Xuanjing was not easy to mess with. He thought that he and the others were already in trouble and it was not appropriate to cause trouble, so he stopped the fourth child.
It's really good luck, otherwise if you offend this person, you will definitely die.
However, when he thought that the one who was chasing him this time was Zhao Baiyang, the leader of the Maitreya Sect, he unconsciously turned gloomy.
He looked at the two people confronting each other, his eyes flickering, as if he was planning something.
The young man and the girl had obviously heard of Pei Xuanjing's name. Even after knowing Pei Xuanjing's identity, the girl couldn't help but let out a soft cry, but her mouth was quickly covered by her brother.
The two of them are the weakest of the four parties in this hall. They are like trembling lambs, they can only huddle here and wait for the lion and tiger to decide the winner.
"This is Pei Xuanjing, the most famous person in the world today." Zhao Baiyang said with a smile.
His tone was very calm, as if he was introducing an old friend, and he didn't care at all that many Maitreya masters died at the hands of Pei Xuanjing.
Pei Xuanjing didn't care what other people thought, and he didn't know what medicine Zhao Baiyang was selling in his gourd. He motioned to Pang Hong to stand behind him, and his hand slowly fell on the hilt of the sword.
The rain is still pouring and the wind is howling.
The palace door is wide open, and wind and rain pour in from time to time.
But at this moment, no one's attention was focused there. They just looked at the two of them closely.
Even before these two people made a move, they did not dare to make any move.
In the originally small hall, at this moment, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
"Are you here to kill me?" Pei Xuanjing looked at Zhao Baiyang and said in a cold tone.
As his words fell, the true meaning of martial arts gradually filled the air, and the true energy in his body circulated, attached to the Shenxiao Sword.
Almost everyone seemed to hear the faint sound of swords.
The war is about to break out!
(End of this chapter)