Chapter 107 Rescue
Xin Zhen asked, "Why is Shaolin surrounded by the Demon Cult? What's going on?"

Seeing Ding Jing looking at him with a puzzled expression, Xin Zhen said, "I had to go north for urgent business, so I was only focused on getting on the road, but I didn't know what happened."

Master Dingjing nodded and said, "Master Fangzheng of Shaolin sent a message to my head saying that Ren Woxing volunteered to enter Shaolin Temple to practice, which caused dissatisfaction from Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai raised tens of thousands of demons to besiege Shaolin, and asked all the righteous people to come to his aid."

Xin Zhen was surprised and asked, "Ren Woxing wants to practice in Shaolin Temple? What's going on?"

Master Dingjing shook her head and said, "I don't know the details. I can only find out when I get there."

Xin Zhen nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Master Dingjing, you wait here for a moment. I will go up and kill the people from the Demon Sect, and then you can go through."

After saying this, Xin Zhen turned around and ran up the mountain path. Master Ding Jing said in surprise, "Junior Brother Xin, wait a moment."

Xin Zhen turned around and looked at Master Ding Jing and said, "Master, is there anything else?"

Nun Dingjing said, "There are so many of them lying in ambush up there, and it's hard to hide on the mountain path. It's too dangerous for you to go up there alone. I'll go with you."

Xin Zhen smiled and said, "Master, please stay here and watch over the disciples. Don't let anyone else ambush you. Leave these people to me."

As he spoke, Xin Zhen took a step forward casually. With one step he covered a long distance, demonstrating his extremely high level of lightness skills.

Master Ding Jing was a little surprised, astonished by Xin Zhen's lightness. She turned around and waved to Yi Lin, who quickly came to her side. Ding Jing whispered, "You have seen Xin Tanhua fight with others, right? How is his martial arts?"

Yi Lin nodded and said, "My martial arts skills are low, so I don't know how good Master Xin's martial arts are. But when he was at Master Liu Zhengfeng's house, he fought against Master Ding Mian, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai from Songshan and was not at a disadvantage. I think his martial arts skills must be very high."

Master Dingjing didn't take much charge in the sect and usually just practiced in seclusion. Therefore, this was the first time she heard of such a thing and was a little surprised. Although she didn't take much charge, she had heard of the names of the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan. She didn't expect that Xin Zhen, who looked like a teenager, could fight with the Thirteen Guardians without losing. This kind of ability was probably beyond her reach, and she felt relieved.

Xin Zhen reached the end of the mountain path in an instant. Suddenly, a copper rod hit him from the top of the slope. Master Ding Jing was shocked and shouted, "Brother Xin, be careful!"

But he saw that Xin Zhen had already drawn out his sword. A sword light flashed under the moonlight, and the copper stick fell to the ground with a clang. Then two chain guns stabbed at Xin Zhen at the same time, one above and one below. At this time, many figures attacked Xin Zhen together, and Xin Zhen was immediately surrounded.

Master Ding Jing was very anxious, so she turned around and said to the other disciples, "You guys form a formation here, don't go up, I'll go up and help Junior Brother Xin!"

As she spoke, Master Dingjing jumped up and down a few times, and rushed up the mountain path. In an instant, she reached the top of the slope. She looked up and saw rocks falling from her head. She thought they were rocks thrown down by other evil cult monsters who were lying in ambush. Master Dingjing quickly dodged the rocks by moving sideways.

As he was dodging, he heard screams coming from above, and the clanging of weapons falling. The boulders above his head stopped falling. Master Dingjing took the opportunity to jump to the top of the hill, and saw that more than a dozen people were besieging Xin Zhen, three or four were pressing from the side, and many people were lying around.

The dozen or so people who were besieging were none other than the demon cult monsters in black clothes and colorful ribbons. The weapons in their hands were even more varied, including chain guns, copper sticks, octagonal hammers, iron Zen sticks, judge's pens, etc.

Nun Dingjing jumped up and was about to help, but she immediately attracted the attention of the three or four people who were guarding the formation, and they rushed over.

Nun Dingjing rushed towards them, and two chain guns attacked her in front of her. Nun Dingjing turned sideways and stabbed with her sword at an angle.

With a whoosh, a heavy iron Zen staff swept over from the side. Master Dingjing forced back the chain gun, but saw that the Zen staff was only a few inches away from her. It was too late to dodge, so she simply drew her sword and rushed forward, stabbing the fat monk who was waving the Zen staff.

This move can be said to be extremely dangerous, and it has reached the point of disregarding life and resulting in mutual destruction.

The fat monk was caught off guard and was unable to retract his staff. With a slight "swish" sound, the long sword pierced his ribs. The monk was extremely brave and shouted loudly. He punched down with his left fist and broke the long sword into two pieces. He didn't care about the blood on his fist.

At this time, two chain guns and two judge's pens attacked at the same time.

Master Dingjing no longer had her sword, so she could only use the Hengshan School's Tianchang Palm Technique, rolling back and forth among the four kinds of weapons.

The three experts from the Demon Cult attacked together, but for a while they were unable to do anything to the unarmed old nun.

However, Master Dingjing was not feeling proud at all, because Xin Zhen was still being besieged by a dozen experts from the Demon Cult.

Master Dingjing was just thinking about whether she should call on the Hengshan disciples to come up and help, but she heard Xin Zhen laugh loudly.

Ding Jing took a quick glance over there in the midst of his busy schedule, only to see Xin Zhen pointing his sword out repeatedly.

In an instant, all kinds of weapons were knocked down, swung away, and shaken several feet away.

Another person had his throat cut by Xin Zhen's sword, and another person's arm was suddenly broken and blood gushed out.

Xin Zhen moved quickly in the crowd, and every time he swung his sword, someone would scream in pain.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen people fell to the ground.

The three people who besieged Master Dingjing saw that all of them were killed, so they shouted and ran down the mountain, but they saw Xin Zhen chasing them and killing them all with one sword.

Xin Zhen put away his sword and stood up. The top of the hill was already silent, with only corpses lying all over the place. He took a quick look and saw that there were as many as thirty or forty corpses lying everywhere on the top of the hill.

Ding Jing couldn't help but be terrified.

These thirty or forty elite members of the Demon Cult all died at the hands of Xin Zhen. However, Ding Jing did not think that Xin Zhen was cruel and ruthless. The hatred between the righteous and the Demon Cult was as deep as the sea. Even Ding Jing himself would not show mercy.

Ding Jing was horrified that the people who besieged her were only three or four skilled fighters from the Demon Sect, yet they made her extremely embarrassed.

When Xin Zhen faced these thirty or forty elite fighters from the Demon Sect, he killed more than ten or twenty of them in an instant.

There were only a dozen or so left, and they were only in a stalemate for a short while before he killed them all in one breath. How strong was this young man!
Ding Jing thought to himself, it is a good thing that this young man is from the Five Mountains Sword Sect. If the Demon Sect had produced such a young talent, who knows how many masters of the righteous path would have died tragically at his hands in the next few decades.

At this time, the Hengshan disciples below called out, and Ding Jing shouted, "All of you come up."

Xin Zhen looked towards the mountain path and saw all the Hengshan disciples respond in unison, and then seven female disciples rushed up from the bottom of the hill.

Not far behind, another group of seven people were running quickly. The first seven people and the last seven people were at the same distance from each other, as if they had formed a formation.

Fourteen people, with their sleeves fluttering, moved forward synchronously. From a distance, it was a very beautiful sight. After a while, seven more people rushed forward, making a total of six groups.

(End of this chapter)