There were shattering footsteps outside, and there were many people.

The voices were getting closer and closer, and everyone was stunned and no longer cared about Gu Chengkun.

Cheng Kun's body had been cut like a skeleton ghost. At this time, Fang Xian clearly saw that the man had the strength to turn his head slightly, and the bones at the corner of his mouth were raised again.

Then, he vomited in one breath and died.

A middle-aged man in white strided with his head held high and stepped into the door, his face full of bleakness.

Behind him, another group of people rushed into Shaolin, endlessly.

"Zhuo Bi!" The man in the leader was heartbroken and full of justice resentment. "As expected, the Ming Cult of Wudang joined forces to destroy our Central Plains martial arts world. Zhang Sanfeng, how poisonous you are!!!"

The man's face was half-white, he had no hair on his mouth, and he wore a golden hairpin on his head, and his voice was sharp. Who wasn't Yue Buqun?

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't answer, so he just glanced at the people from the four sects, Huashan, Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong.

Fang Xian can finally answer Zhang Sanfeng's question at this time, but it's too late.

Kong Wen saw someone coming, and he roared: "Mr. Yue! The demonic Taoism and magic are amazing. You can fight him, so you can retreat quickly and make a long-term plan!"

Yue Buqun said in various ways: "The Central Plains are upright and have the same spirit, how can you see Shaolin suffering without saving it!"

Faced with such a scene, even if Zhang Sanfeng, who is a transcendent, and Fang Xian, who is conceited and clear-headed, is powerless to justify.

Wudang and the Ming Cult fought and killed Shaolin Temple together. Shaolin abbot said that Zhang Sanfeng was a demon. How do you explain this?

This bitter plan is really vicious, Cheng Kun cut off his arm and just started...

Opposite, Yue Buqun fanned the flames, and it was obvious that he could not threaten the matter.

At this time, Fang Xian understood Cheng Kun's words if he had surrendered at that time, there would not have been so many things.

Yang Xiao no longer knew when he came to Fang Xian and reached out to pat him: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up, and soil comes to cover up. Others don't understand that they are stupid, so there is no need to have good thoughts anymore."

Fang Xian looked up and indeed, these four major sects were just mobs.

Only Yue Buqun in Huashan is strong: Emei is dead, Zhou Zhiruo’s life and death is unknown, and a bunch of young men and women are not in a state of chaos; Kunlun Sect, He Taichong and his wife have also died long ago, and the Qinghuang are not in line; Kongtong Sect, Kongtong Five Elders are still there, but these five people are greedy for life and fear of death, and they are not afraid of mediocre strength.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng is not in the Ming Cult, he is more than enough to match them, not to mention the experts like Tian Boguang and Murong Fu.

But the trouble is that Zhang Sanfeng is here.

Zhang Sanfeng walked forward slowly, and Hengjian steadily glanced at the four major sects on the spot.

Even Yue Buqun was shocked, and Zhang Sanfeng's invisible pressure made them feel that they were half short.

"The Demonic Way, it's really the Demonic Way." Yue Buqun trembled slightly and waved his sword and said angrily.

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said clearly: "I can kill you all by myself and you can retreat quickly. This is the end of this tonight. After that, the Shaolin monks can realize the dragon's vein. If you are not convinced, you can climb my Wudang Mountain."

Seeing this, Yue Buqun roared evilly: "The demonic Taoism is so angry that he is weak by the monk. Don't give him the opportunity to recover from his injuries!"

The people of Huashan followed suit and cheered. Although the other three factions were afraid, they also agreed to it for the sake of face.

Zhang Sanfeng also felt the same feeling as Fang Xian at that time.

With his sword, an invisible aura surged out of the sword and hit a stone table in the yard out of thin air.

The rumbling sounded, and the stone table burst and scattered in an instant.

This is a real internal force, which is many times stronger than Ren Woxing's at that time.

"Mr. Yue, why are you trying to deceive the people of the people against me?" Zhang Sanfeng steadily swung the Tai Chi Sword, which was truly righteous. "I didn't want to be involved in the secular world, but this matter is related to the survival of the martial arts world, so I had to do it. Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, you should do it yourself, don't be used by Mr. Yue as a sword!"

The four factions were shocked, and their strength was too different. Zhang Sanfeng was the only one who was squandering his internal strength to establish his authority.

At the same time, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao also came separately and stood behind Zhang Sanfeng. They knew very well that Zhang Sanfeng always had good intentions and was unwilling to kill. Mr. Zhang was much worried, but they were decisive.

Yang Xiao: "If you want to hit, just hit me. Zhang Zhenren, please go to cultivate and don't dirty your hands."

Wei Yixiao: "Who will kill me?"

Yin Tianzheng: "I remember the good things that I have remembered. When the little girl carved it, there were many people present at that time, and the new and old grudges were all together."

The words of the White-Browed Eagle King are really scary.

Ten years ago, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu and his wife returned to Wudang to celebrate Zhang Sanfeng's birthday. In order to explore Xie Xun's traces, hundreds of people in the world also used the name of Wudang to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday, but in fact they were asking Xie Xun's whereabouts.

In the end, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu died on his own.

Yin Susu is Yin Tianzheng's daughter, and Zhang Cuishan is Yin Tianzheng's son-in-law. Although the Eagle King did not like this marriage, his blood was thicker than water in the end. Many of the people who went to Wudang Mountain at that time overlapped with those who went to Shaoshi Mountain now.

Yin Tian was looking at the five elders of Kongtong, with indescribable anger in his eyes.

All the five elders were frightened.

These four so-called decency are just like this.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Xie Xun! That's the evil man Xie Xun!!!"

The four sects followed his fingers and, as expected, a yellow-haired old man was being supported by someone and stood in the corner.

"Xie Xun, you killed my whole family back then! You deserve your life!!!"

"Wudang and the Ming Cult are in charge, Yuan is so angry! We swear to fight to the death!"

The five elders of Kongtong also stood up and complained that they didn't care about it. However, Xie Xun held the Dragon Slaying Sword and was like iron. In this way, this fight would not be a waste.

This is the evil that Xie Xun committed back then. In order to find Cheng Kun, Xie Xun went astray and pretended to be his name and killed everywhere. He wanted to attract Cheng Kun, but in the end it not only ruined his reputation, but also the reputation of the Ming Cult. This is the root cause of the Central Plains sects making enemies with the Ming Cult.

After so many years on the island, Xie Xun's nature has changed greatly. He always reflects on it and feels deeply ashamed.

Zhang Sanfeng's face tightened at this time, and he had already suppressed everyone, but his hatred towards Xie Xun and the Ming Cult made them ignore the consequences.

Xie Xun slowly pushed Zhang Wuji away: "Ji'er, you don't have to help..." "Entertainment father..."

Xie Xun stepped forward slowly. Although he could not see his eyes and lost all his skills, he was firm every step.

"Now, Xie has a great revenge, and the child has made his debut, and he has no love for him." Xie Xun said, apologizing to Zhang Sanfeng, "The real person, this matter is caused by Xie. If it is a sin, it will be repaid. The real person knows the most, but there is no need to stand up for me, a villain."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed silently. Indeed, Xie Xun's life is no less than Cheng Kun.

Xie Xun sat cross-legged across from everyone.

"Xie is a bad guy and has committed many crimes. If you have any grudges with me, you can come and avenge me. Xie Xun frowned and was a soft cock. If you have revenge, complain, spit at me, or use a knife to chop me, I have suffered one by one!"

Everyone looked at each other, and even a few of them were hungry and thirsty.

Yue Buqun winked, and a Huashan disciple came out with a sword behind him.

"Xie Xun, if you kill my parents, I will ask you to pay your life!"

Xie Xun laughed and said, "Who is your last name? I remember clearly the person I killed."

"My..., my last name is Zi!"

"I have never killed anyone with the surname Wang."

"..., the king is not my original surname. Later, Master Huashan adopted me, and then changed it." The disciple stuttered, ignoring the matter, and rushed over with his sword. "Old evil man, if you have killed those many people, how can you remember them one by one and take your life!"

Xie Xun just smiled faintly and did not resist. Maybe this is his life.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to reach Xie Xun's neck, a dark figure hit him like a cannonball.

With a roar, the body hit the sword, which only shattered the sword step by step. The disciple also flew out and hit the wall. His face twitched and he died.

Zhang Wuji is probably the only one who can do this.

His body trembled, stood in front of Xie Xun, lowering his head, and no one could see his eyes.

"die."

This action immediately gave Yue Buqun a chorus: "Look at you, you see, what a family drama, Ming Cult is really good at acting!"

Everyone followed suit and started to cheer.

Yue Buqun said it vigorously and then said, "Zhang Wuji, you recognize the thief as your father. As a descendant of Wudang, you have entered a cult and led Zhenren Zhang over. This is a great harm to the martial arts world!! My martial arts world's upright will kill you!"

The people behind followed suit and agreed. It seemed that they didn't remember that Zhang Wuji had saved their lives and the Central Plains martial arts world at all.

"Shut up, mouth, mouth." Zhang Wuji roared wildly, making him deafening.

He was on the verge of collapse before.

How similar is the scene at this time to Wudang?

A group of people from the world forced them up, indiscriminately.

He acted recklessly just for his own stupid and stupid slap.

Relying on the large number of people and the power behind him, he ignored the power.

Zhang Wuji seemed to feel that his mother cared about his ears again.

"Boy, remember..., remember what they look like..., remember what they look like..." Zhang Wuji's voice trembled, lowered his head, and suppressed his anger and said, "I want to forget it, but I can't forget what you look like, your face, and your parents who were forced to death by you ten years ago."

Zhang Wujin suddenly looked up and killed all his eyes: "Now, do you still have to force my Grand Master to death and my adoptive father to death!!!"

Fang Xian seemed to see the golden light that began to wander on his body.

The same light as Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi at that time.

He suddenly realized.

Lin Pingzhi's destination is to let go of hatred: Linghu Chong's destination is to take care of him.

And Zhang Wuji is obviously even more unexpected.

Zhang Wuji's appearance made Yue Buqun feel a little nervous.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed slightly: "Wuji, I'm afraid I'm so angry."

Zhang Wuji looked at everyone like he was scanning the beasts: "I want to forget, I want to forgive you, I want to make sense of it myself, I don't want my hands to be covered with blood, I just want to be a good person and an ordinary person" (To be continued! ~!
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