The heroes of the world who were disappointed and went down the mountain in a mess like a dog who was strayed.

As he walked, Xi Huazi suddenly said angrily: "This Wudang Sect is really hateful. It clearly has the Heavenly Sword, but it still has to occupy the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

He Taichong, who had nowhere to vent, suddenly turned around and slapped him in the face: "Shut up!"

There was a "pop".

Xi Huazi was slapped by this slap and looked at the head with disbelief: "Uncle Master, you hit me, you haven't hit me when I was alive..."

He Taichong gritted his teeth hatefully.

I thought to myself that you dare to mention your master. If he is still alive, I will have to turn against him!

Whose master cheated on his apprentice so much?

What a person Zhang Sanfeng is? He actually cheated me to provoke him. My 100-year-old foundation in Kunlun almost lost my life by you two fools!

He Taichong glared at Xi Huazi fiercely. Xi Huazi looked at the vicious eyes of the head, closed her mouth tactfully, rubbed her cheeks and fell quietly behind her, and found Tang Wenliang, who was also scolded and was dejected.

"Brother Tang, are we leaving like that?"

"Why don't you leave? Stay here to celebrate Zhang Sanfeng's birthday?"

Tang Wenliang looked angry and then looked at the Shaolin Sect not far behind him.

Kong Wen was seriously injured, and the cloth tape wrapped around the wound was stained with blood. He was walking slowly by a young monk in Shaolin.

The two looked at each other and came to the Shaolin people in a sympathetic manner.

Tang Wenliang looked unfair to Kong Wenming and said, "Hmph, this Wudang Sect is really too bullying! Master Kong Wen showed mercy, but Zhang Cuishan was not grateful at all. Instead, he injured the master. Wudang will definitely add fuel to the fire and spread the story of Zhang Cuishan's victory over Master Kong Wen. I am afraid that the Wudang Sect will be the only one in the world in the future!"

When Shaolin monk was told about it, his face showed anger.

Seeing this, Xi Huazi spoke at the right time: "The Shaolin School is highly respected and we all admire it. I heard that there are three monks of the Du generation of the noble school. It is better to ask the three elders to come out to make the decision and invite fellow martial arts members to level the Wudang Mountain!"

Kong Wen's face changed suddenly after hearing this. He quickly stopped him from throwing them away despite his injuries.

I know that his three uncles are powerful, and the Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle that the three of them practice together is even more amazing.

But when it comes to fighting alone, the one with the highest martial arts skills of the Shaolin Sect is still the senior brother Kongjian.

If all four of them were called, Senior Brother Kong Wen could defeat Zhang Cuishan within a hundred moves, he was very sure of this.

But Zhang Cuishan is only ranked fifth among the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Senior Brother Kong Wen took over Zhang Cuishan and asked the three uncles to fight whom?

Siege Yu Lianzhou or Song Yuanqiao?

Who will be given to their master Zhang Sanfeng? The disciples of the Shaolin Sect will join in, and they may not be able to beat him!

Hearing that the two of them were uneasy, Kong Wen gritted his teeth and avoided the two disasters from afar. He was walking when a sudden scream rang out.

The next moment, a group of people from the martial arts world dressed in Western Regions attacked from the mountain with swords and stabbed into the team down the mountain.

The leader was a thin and thin old man with a wrinkled face and a frown. The sword in his hand was extremely fast, as if he had seven or eight more arms, and he killed eight people in the blink of an eye!

At the same time, two Western Region masters rushed down from the air, with four palms emanating from the same time, and the Yin and Cold Palm power attacked the Shaolin people!

Everyone was suddenly killed and caught off guard. In a hurry, they were killed and killed.

Kong Zhi shouted loudly, and took action with one of the Western Region masters, and asked, "Who are you? How dare you plot against us!"

The guest chief of Luzhan laughed and said, "Hahaha! We are friends invited by Wudang, come and get rid of them!"

Everyone in the Ruyang Palace had long heard that someone was coming to make a big fuss in Wudang Mountain. How could they not join in the fun and sent people to inquire early.

However, the two elders Xuanming who were disguised and modified to go up the mountain recognized the "Wang Panshan male and female evil spirits" who scared them ten years ago at a glance. Seeing that they were standing on the Wudang Sect, they immediately gave up their idea of ​​fighting the Wudang Sect and instead focused on the people from the martial arts world who came to make trouble.

In the name of Wudang, kill all the defeated people in the world and provoke disputes between Wudang and major sects. Why not do it?

Therefore, they got ambushed here, waiting for everyone to return in a defeat, but they really waited for it!

Seeing Kong Wen was seriously injured, Lu Zhanke couldn't wait to break out and lied to claim the title of Wudang!

When they heard that the Wudang Sect was sending people to chase and kill him, Kong Zhi and others stood up with their hair, and their scalp was so scared that they were numb. Just as they were about to speak and beg for mercy, a sudden thunder exploded, followed by colorful fireworks exploding on the top of the mountain.

The next moment, everyone felt that the sky suddenly dimmed. When they looked up, they saw that the sky was covered with dense arrows, pouring down like a heavy rain, covering both gangs in no difference.

Hundreds of people were instantly shot into hedgehogs, and screamed in an instant. Blood flowed into a river in the mountain stream, and corpses were everywhere.

"kill!"

A shout of killing sounded, and thousands of officers and soldiers rushed out of the canyon, and charged in an orderly manner with guns!

Lu Zhanke was so scared that his face turned pale by this sudden change. In order to prevent being killed by accident, he hurriedly shouted to the officers and soldiers: "Our people, we are from the Ruyang Palace!"

However, the officers and soldiers ignored it and rushed into the crowd in a blink of an eye, raised their butcher's knife regardless of the camp, as if they wanted to kill everyone.

He Biweng and Fang Dongbai were also startled. While avoiding the slashing of officers and soldiers, they screamed in anger.

"We are from the Ruyang Palace! We are from the Ruyang Palace!"

"Call your lords here, we have tokens for the Ruyang Palace!"

At this time, Kongzhi showed a sudden enlightenment expression and shouted: "It's the Tartars' lackey pretending to be the Wudang Sect and fought with them!" As he said that, he grabbed a master of the Western Regions with both hands and tore it in half with one hand!

Seeing that Kong Zhi was so powerful and even acted like a desperate attitude, Lu Zhanke, who was fighting with him, couldn't help but feel numb.

At this time, the swords of the officers and soldiers behind him had arrived. In a hurry, Lu Zhanke picked up his true energy and shouted. His body suddenly pulled up one meter on the spot. A thin chest jumped out and fell lightly on the ground. He turned around and ran away without stopping for a moment.

"Junior brother, let it go!"

Seeing this, Hebiweng and Fang Dongbai looked at each other, and did not care about the subordinates he brought, and killed the officers and soldiers in front of him. They immediately met with Lu Zhanke. The three of them worked together to break through the siege and headed west!

At this time, Chen Mang, who had set off the fireworks, had already arrived at the battlefield. He glanced at the three Lu Jianke who had escaped with only his back and took his eyes back.

A moment later, when Chen Mang saw that everyone who came to make trouble was killed, he slowly spoke, "Who is causing trouble in my Wudang Mountain?" The words echoed in the mountain stream and floated into everyone's ears, and he had already used the secret technique of Ksitigarbha's thunder sound.

Everyone felt their minds empty, and they stopped and looked at Chen Mang.

Just as he saw Chen Mang floating in the air on a pine tree, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe without wind, like a legendary immortal. Everyone present saw it and was shocked to speak.

At this time, a man dressed in an officer suddenly shouted: "Wudang Shenxian Chen is here, run away!"

The next moment, the officers and soldiers abandoned their weapons and fled in a hurry outside the valley.

After a fight, the heroes of the Jianghu who had survived the disaster felt that they were exhausted in an instant. They sat down on the ground, looked at the corpses of their companions beside them, and burst into tears.

When Chen Mang heard them cry for a while, he sighed with compassion: "Oh, the Yuan Dynasty court is unruly and wants to massacre fellow practitioners in the world. It is really a great crime! To prevent the officers and soldiers from making a comeback, you should deal with the bodies of your companions and go down the mountain quickly. Don't worry, I will chant scriptures and salvation for these knights killed by the court in the future, so that they can be reborn as human beings."

"Zhen Zhenren Chen is merciful!"

"Thank you, Zhenren Chen!"

The living people thanked each other and piled up their companions' bodies to cremate. Before the cremation was completed, each of them grabbed a handful of dust and went down the mountain in a mess.

Chen Mang looked at their backs, snorted, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng, who was hiding behind the pine tree, slowly put away his soul's power and put Chen Mang back to the ground from the air, with a complicated expression: "We are doing a bit too much today, right?"

Chen Mang gave him a blank look and said, "What's too much? I'm helping them strengthen their determination to resist the Yuan Dynasty. They thanked me just now. But you, I only mentioned one mouthful, and you rushed over to help. You are a hundred years old and have such a strong desire to revenge."

"cough."

Zhang Sanfeng coughed, turned around and left as if he hadn't heard it. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and told him: "Don't forget to recite sutras and salvation for the deceased, you promised them in person."

Chen Mang: “…”

As expected, I can't provoke this petty old man. This desire for revenge is really strong...
Chapter completed!