A black iron sword in Mo Shenggu turned into a red iron sword, with blood flowing downwards.

The sword gently cut five weapons horizontally, including a large sword, an iron whip, a copper mace, and even a large iron hammer and a stick with a eyebrows.

Five round things on the ground were spinning out like gourds, bringing out five shocking blood stains.

That is the owner of five weapons, five heads!

The five heads, centered on Mosheng Valley, turned around.

Five sprayed blood stains made alternative Wuban blood flowers around Mosheng Valley, which were dazzling, pungent and even more irritating to people's nerves.

Looking at the ten eyes on this man's head, he was filled with shock! I couldn't believe it, and there was even a shock and Anshan, who was not ready to be harvested at all. They just felt that the weapons in their hands were lighter, and the next moment, they felt that the long-lasting neck was lighter, and then suddenly the eyes turned black, and they felt that the sky was turning upside down. At the last glance, Ming saw the familiar friends and himself who came together, all lacked their heads and stood there blankly.

Now, Mo Shenggu pointed his bloody sword forward.

Dingdang!

The sixth man's ghost-headed axe was immediately left with only one foot long stick handle.

The sticky blood on the Mo Shenggu long sword seemed to burst out under the sword. The blood rushed forward cheerfully and jumped forward, breaking free from the shackles of the sword. Puff!

The man's face was covered with blood, his eyes were in chaos, and the whole world turned red.

He saw the fate of his five companions.

He felt the ice cold air conditioning brought by the devilish red sword.

The air conditioning even made the fluff on his throat stand up.

In an instant, he saw the bull-headed and horse-faced wave to him at the gates of hell.

No one is afraid of death, and he is more afraid of death, and he is willing to be a hawk with martial arts skills to join the court.

He has not enjoyed enough wealth and glory. So, he - he wet his pants.

Zhang Wuji never thought that he would kill so many people with only one leg this day.

His grandfather taught him the Eagle Claw, but he now uses the Eagle Foot.

The best-kick, the back kick, the side kick, the crooked legs, the sore legs... The best thin cowhide fast boot is now stuck with a thick layer of plasma. If it is to be replaced with the soft-bottom cloth boots used by Taoists, it will be like Yu Daiyan now.

Yu Daiyan seemed to be drunk, unable to stand firm on one foot. His body was shaking, and a phantom appeared in the crowd.

Yu Daiyan's feet were bloody, too sticky, too thick, so that he couldn't stand it. He had to twist and acted in a "drunk foot".

Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan's four legs are four sharp big knives.

They formed a pair in the crowd, you guarded me and I paddled you, and there were always two sharp iron legs in the air.

Like a wolf entering a flock of sheep!

In Wudang, if you say that your internal strength is domineering and powerful, then you will besides Zhang Sanfeng and Gao Qiang.

There is no third person who can catch up with these two.

These two people have very simple legs, only so many, but they have the strong internal force as their foundation. Apart from first-class experts in the world, who can stop a kick?

The court's hawks and dogs cried and howled, and they could not dodge at all... One of them used an axe, tall and big, and was two heads taller than ordinary people. However, the monk seemed to have developed limbs and simple minds. Seeing Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan coming, he was stunned. "Hu"

Zhang Wuji kicked off the axe that the man was carrying for the first time.

Yu Daiyan's second kick was lifted up in the air, almost vertically, and fell down fiercely!

The silly man looked at the foot, and the strong wind blew off the ground hat on his head, revealing a big bald head! But a bunch of braids hanging behind his head.

He had one of his eyes confused and stood still.

The two elders Xuanming were very angry. They had been circulating in the world for many years with Xuanming's cold poisonous true energy, and they had been invincible. Even when they were young, they encountered many people whose internal strength was better than them, and they suffered a great loss under their sinister true energy and died. This time they met Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. Both of them were practicing hard since childhood. Chunyang Wuji Kung was not afraid of the cold true energy at all.

The two elders Xuanming have vicious power on their palms. If they have punches and kicks, they are far less powerful than Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. After a while, they have been hit by a few punches and kicks. Fortunately, they have internal strength to defend themselves. Although it hurts, they have not suffered much damage. However, the two elders Xuanming have a bruised nose and a swollen face, and the other is swollen nose, which is too bad.

The two elders wanted to win by growing up and having the same heart as they were, but they were brothers, Song Paqiao and Yu Lianzhou were also brothers, and the old Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng also specially designed a set of Zhenwu Seven-Sealing Formation. Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou joined forces for only a few moves, and the two elders felt very troubled, and there were a few footprints on their faces.

The two elders who were very angry and embarrassed had completely exploded... So, they pushed their four palms forward, and immediately, they were still there like sculptures. Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, who were facing each other, were also stalemate. The eight palms and eight arms stopped in the air, and the four eyes stared at each other with big eyes, stared at each other, and fought against each other.

What are you afraid of when a master is duel?

Don’t be afraid of being beaten or injured, or being beaten, you have true qi to protect your body, and be injured, leaving some blood to hurt your muscles and bones. It is better to save your life than anything else.

Only when competing for internal strength, only when contacting internal strength, especially masters with similar kung fu, often end up with both losses.

After being injured, he exhausted his true energy because he tried his best to do his internal strength.

The most common one is that the legs are raised... The four masters are so exhausted, and there are many Wudang disciples who want to come up to help. The warriors from the Ruyang Palace want to come up to push a palm. However, only people come and go to the sword forest and Jianyu, and these four masters are fixed there.

Song Qingshu and Mingyue, plus the other Wudang heroes, a total of five people rolled up and down in the garden. Five green light flashing cold swords formed a sword formation, trapping Damozhi in the middle. Damozhi danced into a circle of fire clouds in a fiery red monk's robe, blocking the five green swords outside, and only then did the battle reach a draw.

Gao Qiang and Yuanzhen were rolling and rolling, Yuanzhen was afraid of Gao Qiang, and became stronger every time, while Gao Qiang was afraid that Yuanzhen, an old man, would attack his family in the future. He only pinched them together, which was each using ruthless moves. He did not leave any room for the other party. "Stop!"

The woman in white who pressed against Zhao Min's throat whispered softly. Immediately, Mo Shenggu's black iron sword was retracted.

Yu Daiyan rubbed the man's head with one foot and slowly retreated.

The four masters still made sculptures.

Plop! Plop!

The man in the pants fell to the ground by being frightened by Mo Shenggu.

Yu Daiyan pulled away with one foot, and the big man touched the top of his head, and his braid was flat and there was no more, and it was obvious that the remaining one was no less smooth than the baldness around him.

He fell down and thought to himself, "Be good, this old man's leg is sharper than a knife?"

Suddenly, sweat surged out like a fountain.

The two old men of Xuanming, Song Paqiao and Yu Lianzhou, were still making sculptures. The four old men were simmering in a bunch of water steam and rushed straight to the roof.

The rest of the melee people in the house turned around and saw the person next to Zhao Min.

Everyone was stunned, then stunned.

Finally, a person who looked like a eunuch avoided the spirit first: "Bold. Why don't you let go of the princess?"

This shout woke the troops of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion to awaken Shen'er, and for a moment, various voices came one after another. "Let go of the princess, otherwise you will destroy the nine clans!"

"Why don't you surrender quickly?"

"Your dirty hands..."

"The princess and the goddess have a good image. Have you not seen that she has controlled the situation?" "Yes, yes, this person is already stupid."

The woman in white was indeed stunned. She looked at the various speakers in front of her, frowned slightly, and said, "Speak."

She stretched out her fingers and tapped Zhao Min's neck again.

Zhao Min immediately felt pain like an ant gnawed...

Zhao Min gritted her teeth, her eyes full of hatred.

Women don’t meet each other because one is more beautiful than the other.

When the woman in white fell from the sky, Zhao Min had already seen her clearly. She was a very beautiful woman.

So beautiful, Zhao Min only has appreciation left in her heart. She even wondered whether she could be friends with such a woman? If she was a disciple of Wudang, that wouldn't matter, just keep her then.

But this woman stood behind her. Zhao Min knew that the other party was open and not friends. Zhao Min had learned a lot of skills, so she immediately raised her arm and made the standard defensive movements of Tai Chi.

However, this woman was moving too fast, and Zhao Min's hand was still in the air, so she was lit with acupoints.

She was cursing in her heart that this woman who came out of nowhere made everything mess up.

When the woman entered her acupoints, she finally couldn't help it. Naturally, she couldn't speak up in front of all the zodiacs, so she had to say: "Stop and go back!"

As soon as she said that, the numbness and soreness at the back of her neck immediately disappeared.

Zhao Min's words were the golden rule. Except for Yuanzhen and the two elders Xuanming who were sculptured, the rest of the people retreated together. The woman in white stood by Zhao Min casually, with flaws all over her body. There were so many people in Ruyang's palace, but none of them dared to act rashly.

Capturing the thief first, capturing the king, and throwing the rat at snatching the weapon. This is the case. "What are you going to do?" Zhao Min asked with a frown.

"Well..." The woman in white hesitated for a moment, looked at Gao Qiang and Yuanzhen in the shooting door, and pointed at the slender jade fingers away, and said, "Let that person come back."

Zhao Min was really obedient and shouted: "Master, stop!"

Yuanzhen was really obedient, and his subordinates forced Gao Qiang to take a few steps with a few ruthless moves. He slowly retreated. Gao Qiang saw the woman in white and was surprised on his face, but did not stop Yuanzhen from retreating. He just said loudly: "Xueyi, you have to be careful, this man in gray is Yuanzhen."

The woman who fell from the sky was Yang Xueyi. She was wearing plain clothes and suddenly came out of the back hall, catching the people of the Ruyang Palace off guard. After hearing Gao Qiang's words, she looked up and down at Yuanzhen, but didn't say anything.

Zhao Min looked up and down at Gao Qiang, blinked her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but she didn't say anything. There seemed to be thousands of words in her bright eyes. Yang Xueyi was competing with the two Xuanming elders with one finger and said, "They should take them down too!"

Zhao Min smiled bitterly and said, "Good sister, I can't help but make me fight with my own strength. Now they are separated. The four of them are both injured. The mild ones are seriously injured, and the severe ones are dead."

Yang Xueyi nodded, but didn't know what to say next. Someone was among the crowds of people in the Ruyang Palace and shouted: "That woman, the princess and the princess have done what you said, but why don't you let go of the princess?"

Gao Qiang bowed his hand and felt strange in his heart, saying, "Princess, as long as you restrain your subordinates, withdraw from my Wudang Mountain, and swear that you will not be enemies with my Wudang disciples again, we will naturally let you go."

Zhao Min looked at Gao Qiang. The quiet two eyes made Gao Qiang feel irritated. She said, "I am a Mongolian, you are a man of disgrace. We are born to be old friends. I can restrain my subordinates from withdrawing from Wudang Mountain and letting you go, but if I ask me to swear that I won't be able to control you Wudang as an enemy, that's not to think about..."

Among the surviving disciples in Wudang Mountain, some of them could not bear it and cursed angrily: "The witch, you still don't wake up until you die..."

Zhao Min stood up with her eyebrows and said with a stern voice: "If you force me, hum, I will make this vow, but I will not be able to deal with Wudang disciples in the future, but you must have relatives and friends. If I take action against them, don't blame me for being poisonous!"

Gao Qiang took a breath and thought: When did that little girl love so viciously?

Zhang Sanfeng stood up slowly behind and said, "Then let's leave Wudang. Next time we meet, we will fight with swords and swords!"
To be continued...