Three more days passed.

Accompanied by the fake monk's empty appearance, up the mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng pretended to have his internal injuries slapped with a palm, spitting blood in his mouth, and slapped him to death with a backhand...

But I have to say.

That slap was so cruel that it didn't look hurt at all when the fake monk was slapped more than ten feet away.

But according to his master's words.

The first-grade building controlled by Zhao Min, which is the strength of the Yuan Dynasty, is somewhat of a spy from the Immortal Dynasty of the Great Qin Dynasty.

He didn't mind pretending and letting the enemy see it.

Then.

Zhang Sanfeng even taught these two peerless martial arts to Zhang Wuji who had disguised himself as a pretext for teaching Yu Daiyan's "Tai Chi" and "Tai Chi Sword".

And this is all due to his master's compensation to his young disciple.

This scene.

Of course no players saw it.

As for Brother Chan?

Um.

He was instructed by Taoist Yuxu to go down the mountain to buy wine and meat, and was running wildly up the mountain.

at the same time.

Zhao Min had long brought the two elders of Xuanming, many first-class masters, and pretended to be people from the Ming Cult to gather in Wudang Mountain.

Wei Yixiao of the Ming Cult, said that he could not say that the monk was too late, and the White-Browed Eagle King was also in a hurry.

As for Wudang, Mingjiao, and First-Pin Building players gathered together.

There is no hostility between these guys. In their eyes, this episode is only a cutscene plot, and everyone is discussing in a low voice: "Look, Zhang Wuji is about to start showing off."

"The plot of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber comes too quickly. If we all reach the first level, we may be able to participate."

"Who said no, now there is no sound of the task prompt."

These guys muttered for a while, and with the intention of making soy sauce, they saw Zhang Wuji operate for a while and it was time to go down the mountain.

Zhao Min looked at the noise between his subordinates and Wei Yixiao and others.

Her watery eyes were a little impatient. She took a step forward and shouted softly: "Don't bother if I am the leader of the Ming Cult. I came here today just to ask Wudang's unique skills."

"If it means that the church is really in harmony with you, Wudang, then I will say goodbye now."

"Otherwise, you Wudang disciples will come and have a chance to compete with me, those incompetent subordinates."

"If not, don't blame the little girl for being so angry in the world."

"For example, you Wudang Sect are those who deceive the world and steal the reputation."

"But if you Wudang disciples win."

"I will return Song Yuanqiao and others immediately."

Players saw Zhao Min, the male clothing boss, speak again, their eyes shining, taking photos, and live broadcasts.

On the forum, a large number of melon-eating people were crazy about "66666", "The leader is the most handsome", "Zhang Wuji will arrive soon, Xiao Zhaomin, you are waiting" "high energy ahead".

When Zhang Sanfeng heard these words, he thought to slap them to death.

But that's it.

Um.

The gods on land have not arrived.

Then just endure.

But now they are all knocked up to the mountain gate.

He looked left and right, cursing in his heart: "Isn't this little bastard Yuxu just dumped the heroine when she was young? As for what he still can't hide and see people now?"

"By the way, where is that little boy Qingchan? Can he miss such a thing?"

"Oh, I'm tired."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed helplessly, which made everyone feel that Wudang had no successor.

Zhang Wuji, who used the disguise technique, felt a little sad. He stepped forward and coughed lightly, "Master..."

This moment.

Players began to frantically swipe ‘6666’, ‘Wuji’s husband is the most handsome’, ‘The leader is the most handsome’.

Everyone in the Wudang Hall also looked at Zhang Wuji.

However,

He hasn't finished speaking.

A figure suddenly broke into the main entrance of the hall, and kept saying: "I borrowed it, let it go, let it go."

"What are you doing? Why don't you unlock the sword? Who are you bullying?"

For a moment.

The player cursed in his heart, why did this b appear?

The master of the First Pin Building who blocked the hall was shocked by his appearance when he saw him. In addition, the Wudang Taoist robe made them vaguely think of someone, so they could only keep giving way.

The masters of the Ming Cult, including the White-Browed Eagle King, the Green-Winged Bat King, and the Xuanming elders, were also shocked.

As for Zhao Min, who was dressed as a man, a light flashed in her eyes.

She said in her heart: "Is this Zhao Qingchan?"

"It's worthy of being as rumored by the world, it's so handsome that it makes people jealous."

then.

Zhao Qingchan, wearing a Wudang Taoist robe, kept smiling, carrying the Drunken Immortal Wine in one hand and the braised pork in the other, and walked into the hall like this.

He put the wine and braised pork at the table next to Zhang Sanfeng, turned around and smiled: "All the heroes of the world, please say something well. If we can do it, we will not move the sword."

"My Wudang disciples are all people who practice Taoism and ask about immortals."

"What I am most not good at is fighting and killing in the world."

Zhao Qingchan glanced at the blood on Zhang Sanfeng's beard and couldn't help saying, "Look, look."

"How did you make my master angry?"

"You guys retreat quickly. Our Wudang Sect really doesn't want to fight you."

Zhao Min thought he had some skills, but when he heard him muttering, he was a little annoyed, so he stepped forward and sneered, "Ada, A Er, A San, you come out."

"yes."

Bang bang bang bang.

Three young masters with profound internal skills and strong martial arts cultivation stepped forward at the same time.

The stone slabs in the hall burst into pieces.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes twitched, and Zhao Qingchan also grinned in distress, so he shouted in a sympathetic manner: "Enough."

"this……"

"Zhao Min." Zhao Min's identity as pretending was exposed, and now he is too lazy to hide it.

"Oh, it turns out it's Miss Zhao. Zhao Qingchan, a disciple of Wudang, I wonder what you are planning to fight?"

Zhao Min looked at him carefully and chuckled, "Since you are the closed disciple of Zhenren Zhang, as long as you defeat these three unscrupulous guys behind me, even if your Wudang Sect's kung fu is worthy of his reputation."

"What do you think?"

Zhao Qingchan stood with his hands behind his back, without giving anyone a chance to interrupt, and immediately said, "Yes."

As soon as this statement comes out.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Because no matter whether it is Ming Cult or the master of the First Pinlou, he can see his martial arts realm.

First-class.

At his age, his martial arts cultivation is not low.

But how can I beat three young masters?

Especially when they saw Zhang Sanfeng also closed his eyes, they seemed to have expected that his closed disciple would die on the spot.

Zhang Wuji is willing to help.

Zhao Qingchan said even more excessively: "But my time is limited, and I have to go to drink with my uncle later, so let the three of your subordinates go together."
To be continued...