"not good!"

"The Mongols are catching up!"

"Escape!"

"Everyone run!!"

"Don't panic, don't be confused..."

"Senior Brother, what should we do..."

The moment I saw the Heding Weng, the hearts of the group of people sank.

Grandmaster!

Still an old master!

Because it is a dispersed escape.

Among the fleeing teams, only Mo Shenggu from Wudang and Miejue from Emei are the master level.

Not to mention that the two of them have not fully recovered their internal strength.

Even if they really recover, they may not be the opponents of Hedingweng!

How long does Mo Shenggu become a master?

Five years!

It was when Lan Li fell in Muhe City that Mo Shenggu was able to attain the Master of Taoism.

And what about Master Miejue?

It has been less than half a year since I was promoted to Grandmaster...

Let two half-dead new and cute masters deal with old-fashioned strong men like Hedingweng who have been silent on the path of a master for twenty years, which is obviously bullying people.

Not to mention the now extinct magic weapon, the Heavenly Sword, is not in your hands at all.

The combat power needs to be discounted...

What should I do if I can't beat it?

I have to go with my head!

"Master, you and Yihang's child will take you first and I will stay and stop the rear."

After saying this in a decisive tone, Mo Shenggu paused his hand holding the knife.

Next second.

I saw a little under his feet, and he had already met the Heding Weng who was rushing into the air.

However, can he stop it?

Seeing Mo Shenggu rushing towards him, Lu Jianke's eyes were filled with murderous intent:

"I want to leave? Haha! None of you can leave today!"

After the words came, a mysterious palm force was printed directly on it.

Bang.

How could a pig iron knife block the Xuanming Divine Palm with true energy?

The moment the two sides contacted each other, Mo Shenggu saw a knife in his hand shaking ice and spreading towards his hand.

"not good!"

With a crisp sound of shattering, as the palm print approached, Mo Shenggu's feet became a little.

The ladder is activated!

The whole person was raised more than one meter out of thin air.

Seeing the Heding Weng below attacking again, Mo Shenggu threw out the long knife in his hand.

‘Ba.’

The broken knife that came towards him was knocked away by the crane-ding man. The man's intent did not diminish and he rushed towards Mo Shenggu with a ferocious look on his face.

"Go to die!!!"

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Amid the shouts of many Wudang disciples, Mo Shenggu flashed his palm prints sideways.

But I didn't completely dodge!

The left arm was scraped by the cold palm prints, and after it landed, frost began to spread.

Sensing the cold that had spread through the blood to the surroundings of the body, Mo Shenggu used his internal force to block it with a serious expression.

"What a vicious palm power, are you determined to be an enemy of our Wudang?"

When Mo Shenggu said this, he winked at the Wudang disciples beside him and signaled them to leave quickly.

He is delaying time!

But why are my nephews like fools and not knowing to escape?

Seeing that the Heding Weng had already fallen to the ground, he was anxious, but Mo Shenggu still spoke calmly:

"Your Excellency, everyone is from the martial arts world, why do you have to work for the Mongolian Tartars?"

"Ha! For the enemy? Work hard?"

The Heding Man's face looked miserable, and then turned into a hideous roar and said:

"I am irreconcilable to you, Wudang, don't talk nonsense, die for me!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the Heding Weng rushed towards Mo Shenggu again with force under his feet.

The inspiring true energy brought a lot of smoke and dust behind him.

One flashed and fought three moves.

Just talking about tricks, Mo Shenggu, who has refined his skills, is not much different.

But after the fight, he was still knocked away!

To be precise, he was directly shocked by the true energy of the Heding Weng, behind his body!

In the air, a mouthful of blood was spurted out directly.

Mo Shenggu fell directly to the ground.

"Uncle Seventh Division!!!"

Seeing that Mo Shenggu was beaten to vomit blood in a few moves, Hidden Sword roared, and rushed towards Heding Weng with his sword.

On the other hand, Miejue saw this and roared and left behind several stunned Emei disciples, and rushed directly towards Hedingweng.

Mo Shenggu is not a match for Hedingweng, and Master Mie Jue is even more incompetent to himself.

If the two of them join forces now, they may be able to entangle each other for a while and then evacuate when the opportunity occurs.

If Mo Shenggu was beaten to death by the Heding Weng.

If she is left behind, she must have been captured alive by the other party.

Join forces!

You must join forces to fight the enemy!

Master Mie Jue thought very well.

Unfortunately, before she could rush to Mo Shenggu, she was stopped by a monk holding a wheel in his hand!

"Master Miejue, the great monk is polite."

The golden wheel in his hand rotated, and the Golden Wheel King stopped Master Miejue with a three-point smile in his eyes.

He is also familiar with Miejue.

Mainly because of the time when the other party was imprisoned, the King of Golden Wheel often went to Mieju to discuss the Tao.

There are still three points in my heart and the thought of practicing joyful Zen.

After all, it is difficult to find a master-level woman in this world, and it is even rarer for female nuns at the level of a master.

Master Mie Jue, who has excellent appearance and figure, is undoubtedly a very good choice.

certainly.

Having an idea in your mind does not mean that the Golden Wheel Dharma King will allow Mie Jue to take action.

The Heding Weng has reached the verge of being possessed by the deer walker's death.

No matter who it is, as long as he dares to stop Lu Jianke and does not allow him to take revenge, he will be slapped to death with one palm!

In other words.
To be continued...