In fact, it's not that Mo Shenggu doesn't know how to be grateful, nor is it that Song Yuanqiao doesn't know how to be grateful. It's just that Zhang Yuzhu's appearance is too coincidental.

Zhang Cuishan and the others had just come back and met Yuan Bing when they were met by Zhang Yuzhu's master and apprentice, who then came to rescue them.

What happened after that was even more coincidental.

As soon as Zhang Wuji was kidnapped, Zhang Yuzhu chased him out and rescued Zhang Wuji.

Even he had almost forgotten about the Xuanming Divine Palm, but the young leader of the Blood Knife Sect in front of him actually knew it very well.

And they were able to save Zhang Wuji from the descendants of Baishu Taoist, which forced them to have other thoughts.

That’s a huge loss to a Taoist!

This was especially true after Song Yuanqiao saw the intelligence collected by Wudang.

Zhang Yuzhu was obviously heading towards Wudang Mountain along the way.

The most important thing is that I have never heard of their reputation before.

It's like they appeared out of nowhere.

Also, although Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng were saved from being treated by the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, Zhang Sanfeng's vitality was also severely damaged.

Now the birthday banquet is approaching, Zhang Cuishan returns, Zhang Wuji is seriously injured, and Zhang Sanfeng's vitality is severely damaged.

As for who was following Zhang Cuishan when he disappeared, everyone in the martial arts world knew very well.

Now that Zhang Cuishan is back, what happened back then should be put to rest.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's vitality was seriously damaged.

Song Yuanqiao had to be cautious for Wudang's plan.

This is why Mo Shenggu tried to test Zhang Yuzhu and Song Yuanqiao not only did not stop him, but also agreed.

Really, it's all such a coincidence.

"Junior brother!"

Zhang Cuishan looked at his junior brother, he was not like this before!

"Fifth Brother, I'll just sign with Master Zhang, it'll be fine!"

Mo Shenggu listened to Zhang Cuishan's voice and paid no attention.

"Master Zhang, please!"

"good!"

Zhang Yuzhu carried the giant hammer and followed Mo Shenggu to the Wudang competition ground.

The sword is like a dragon, gleaming with cold light!

This Mo Shenggu is indeed Zhang Sanfeng's direct disciple.

Just this swordsmanship is quite powerful. Coupled with the strong internal strength, it has reached the peak of acquired skills, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Shenggu's sword was in front of Zhang Yuzhu.

If you were an ordinary person, you could really only hide or block it.

But, who is Zhang Yuzhu?

That was a living Shura who had suppressed the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years. He had watched countless sword skills, and his combat awareness was extremely sharp.

What's more, Zhang Yuzhu's Tiangang Hegemony was cultivated in vain?

Zhang Yuzhu turned slightly and dodged, but the giant hammer in his hand had already hit Mo Shenggu.

The momentum of this strike was so shocking that even Zhang Cuishan, who was watching the fight from the side, was extremely frightened. It was so powerful!

Standing here at Zhang Cuishan, you can hear the sound of the wind driven by the giant hammer. If it hits someone, that person will immediately turn into a meat pie.

Mo Shenggu, however, was unhurried. He had already taken the upper hand. Watching Zhang Yuzhu turn sideways, the sword in his hand turned from stabbing to cutting. If Zhang Yuzhu didn't hide, he would be dead.

However, Zhang Yuzhu didn't seem to see it. He smashed the giant hammer in his hand blankly, as if he didn't see the blade of the sword.

Zhang Cuishan on the side saw this and became anxious.

Isn't this just a discussion? How can we start fighting for our lives?

The fighting style of these two people is to exchange lives for lives.

Mo Shenggu was shocked when he saw Zhang Yuzhu not dodging, but at this moment it was too late to dodge.

"My life is at an end!"

Mo Shenggu's heart was ruthless. He saw Zhang Yuzhu's hammer falling and the sword in his hand showing no mercy.

Even if he dies, he still has someone to support him.

"Show mercy!"

At this time, Song Yuanqiao, who was watching the battle, already regretted testing Zhang Yuzhu. Even if he killed Zhang Yuzhu, what would happen?

Can his junior brother survive?

He rushed over quickly.

Zhang Cuishan, who was standing closest, pounced on him, trying to separate the two.

However, by this time it was already too late.

Mo Shenggu's sword had already been cut on Zhang Yuzhu's body, but there was no trace of blood. It was as if it had been cut on a steel plate, and the blade was curled.

Seeing the giant hammer falling on his head, Mo Shenggu's mind went blank.

"Little friend, please show mercy!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard Song Yuanqiao's voice, he immediately rushed out of the room and saw the giant hammer in Zhang Yuzhu's hand falling on Mo Shenggu's head.

All he could do was shout loudly, hoping that Zhang Yuzhu could hold back the giant hammer in his hand.

However, no matter who it was, they closed their eyes in despair. Mo Shenggu was dead!

If there were other weapons, it would be possible, but this is a giant hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms. How could it be contained?

"Buzz!"

Mo Shenggu's face was somewhat deformed by the air pressure under the hammer, but in the end, the giant hammer stopped.

"It's just a discussion!"

Zhang Yuzhu's voice rang out, "If I really want to kill you, even if your master Zhang Slutty comes, it will be useless!"

The people around him finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhang Yuzhu put away the giant hammer in his hand.

Zhang Cuishan directly pulled Mo Shenggu over and looked at Zhang Yuzhu in horror.

He saw that Mo Shenggu's sword had been curled, but Zhang Yuzhu was unscathed.

What a terrifying external skill!

"Thank you for your mercy, little friend!"

Zhang Sanfeng also came to the competition arena at this time. Looking at the damaged clothes around Zhang Yuzhu's waist and the curled sword in Mo Shenggu's hand, he understood that it was his apprentice who had killed him first.

In this situation, if Zhang Yuzhu didn't kill Mo Shenggu, it was because he was showing mercy.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yuzhu shook his head, "Zhang is sloppy!"

"Your apprentice can't do it!"

Hearing that Zhang Yuzhu didn't even call him a real person, Zhang Sanfeng was quite helpless.

"I haven't learned a few things from you, but you have a lot of thoughts!"

"If I really want to deal with you Wu-Tang Clan, I'll just use two giant hammers!"

As Zhang Yuzhu spoke, he hit the arena with a hammer, which frightened everyone.

There were actually cracks in the competition ground. This was a mountain, not a bluestone slab!

"Who in Wudang can resist you?"

"So what if you, Zhang Slutty, are in the innate realm?"

Looking at the giant hammer in Zhang Yuzhu's hand and the way he just sent and received it, Zhang Sanfeng knew it very clearly.

If Zhang Yuzhu really wanted to destroy Wudang, he really had no choice.

As for beating Zhang Yuzhu to death? He had never even thought about it.

Yes, Zhang Sanfeng was in the innate realm, but the man in front of him had no inner strength at all.

However, with the strength of his body and the giant hammer in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng was really not sure of winning.

Realm sometimes really does not equal combat power!

But, who is Zhang Sanfeng?

He is also a bastard. What kind of storms did he not experience when he was young?
To be continued...