"Brothers, the Wudang sect's army is pressing down on the territory. We can't just sit back and wait for death. Why don't we go out of the city and fight Wudang to the death while they are not yet firmly established!"
The number of Beggar Gang disciples in Yuezhou City has reached an astonishing 70,000, and Chen Youliang is very confident.
"Is there no possibility of resolving this matter?"
Although the Beggar Clan is strong, the Wudang Sect is not weak either. If the swordsmen and swordsmen meet, it will be regarded as a deadly feud.
Zhang Sanfeng is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, and Wu Changfeng is really unwilling to become an enemy of the Wudang Clan unless he has to.
"Elder Wu, it is not our Beggar Clan who wants to be the enemy of Wudang, but Wudang who wants to be the enemy of the Beggar Clan."
Chen Youliang was a little dissatisfied.
When he became acting gang leader, the first order he issued was met with opposition, which made him step down somewhat.
"Elder Wu, fellow helmsmen, we cannot start any more internal strife now that we are facing a powerful enemy. Elder Chen is the acting gang leader. We must implement his orders, otherwise we will violate the gang rules."
Qian Daguang smiled and clasped his fists at everyone, and at the same time warned those who wanted to object that violating gang rules was no joke.
"Qian Daguang, don't scare me with the gang rules. If you want to go, just go. I'm low in cultivation and weak, so I'll stay in the city!"
Wu Changfeng also lost his temper, shook his sleeves, turned around and walked out.
Chen Youliang's figure flashed, came behind Wu Changfeng, and slapped him hard with his palm.
It was too late for Wu Changfeng to escape. His body was hit hard and hit the wall. He spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood and fainted.
"Wu Changfeng violated gang rules and was dismissed from his position as elder. He will wait until the invading enemies are defeated before dealing with him."
Wu Changfeng's identity was too special, so Chen Youliang still kept his hand and glanced at everyone coldly, "Is there anyone else who objects?"
"Qian Daguang, you lead the Yuezhou branch disciples to stay in Yuezhou City. The other branch disciples will follow me out of the city to compete with Wudang!"
After Chen Youliang's order, the Beggar Clan disciples in Yuezhou City could be said to have mobilized in full force.
The dark crowd of Beggars' Clan disciples walked towards the Wudang Sect's camp fifty miles south of the city.
The secret sentries sent out by the Wudang Clan quickly spread the news back.
Song Qingshu calmly summoned his disciples to prepare for the beggar gang's attack.
Song Qingshu stood at the front and felt the shaking of the earth. Countless figures appeared in the mountains and forests in the distance.
War is about to break out.
Chen Youliang led the six helmsmen of the Beggar Clan and stood halfway up the mountain.
"Brothers, except for Song Qingshu, the masters of the Wudang Sect have nothing to fear. We have three times the number of them. This battle is definitely won!"
"It's indeed strange. It's normal for Wudang Zhang Sanfeng not to come, but if none of the Wudang Six Heroes showed up, could they be hiding in the dark?" Yu Shanhe asked cautiously.
"I have made it clear that Zhang Sanfeng and the Six Heroes of Wudang have not come down from the mountain. Song Qingshu has full command."
"Gang Leader, what are you waiting for? Fuck him!"
Xianning branch helmsman Lin Jiutian took out the water thorn inserted in his waist and said eagerly.
"Master Lin is so proud!"
Chen Youliang showed a satisfied look and glanced at the people around him, "Everyone, the victory or defeat of this battle is related to the status of the Beggar Clan in the martial arts world. We must use all our strength to defeat the Wudang Clan. If someone is acting against the will, don't blame my men. ruthless!"
"Clan leader Chen, you can rest assured, my Xianning branch will never do this, and I believe all the helmsmen will not do this either!" Lin Jiutian echoed loudly.
"Okay!" Chen Youliang tapped the ground with his toes, flew up into the air, and used his inner strength to transmit messages to the disciples of the Western Zhou Beggar Clan: "Brothers, the Wudang sect helped the tyrants to commit evil and helped the big devil Lu Qingyun. We must make them receive justice today. Judgment!"
"Kill them all!"
Chen Youliang gave an order, and 60,000 Beggar Clan disciples rushed towards the Wudang Sect disciples opposite like a tide.
Song Qingshu drew out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the Beggar Gang, and said loudly: "Junior Brother Wuji died tragically at the hands of the Beggar Gang. This hatred is irreconcilable. We must let people in the martial arts world know that the Wudang Sect is not easy to bully!"
"kill!"
Song Qingshu took the lead and rushed out at the lead.
This is how an earth-shattering war unfolded.
There is no formation or strategy in the fighting between Jianghu sects, it is just a simple fighting.
Disciples from both sides showed off their unique skills one after another. The swords clashed and the wind roared from the palms. The scene was extremely spectacular.
Song Qingshu, wearing a white robe and holding a long sword, led the disciples of the Wudang Sect to charge into the battle.
He has strong agility and sharp swordsmanship. He can cut off the enemy's offensive with one sword after another. There is no one who can defeat him in his hands.
The white robe soon became stained with bloody spots.
At the same time, Chen Youliang, the acting leader of the Beggar Clan, also broke into the Wudang Clan camp. Both palms fly, the palm wind is strong, and every blow carries infinite power.
There was a coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes, and every palm was harvesting the lives of Wudang disciples.
When the battle heated up, a disciple of the Wudang Sect was shocked to death by Chen Youliang's palm.
When Song Qingshu saw this, he was furious. He rushed over and stabbed Chen Youliang in the chest.
However, just as the sword pierced Chen Youliang's chest, a hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and easily held his sword.
"Song Qingshu, you are still too young." Chen Youliang said with a sneer.
His strength far exceeded Song Qingshu's imagination. He easily pushed Song Qingshu's sword away, and then punched Song Qingshu in the chest.
Song Qingshu was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Protect Brother Qingshu!" Qingming shouted loudly, calling for his fellow disciples to surround Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu got up with difficulty, his face covered in blood.
I didn't expect that Chen Youliang's strength was so high, he couldn't even hide!
"Chen Youliang, do you think you can defeat me like this?" Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and said with his last strength.
Li Tianfeng sneered, "Song Qingshu, you are only at the Grandmaster level. It would be easy for me to kill you!"
At this moment, a figure appeared on the battlefield. He was wearing a blue robe, with a gloomy face, and was holding a long sword that exuded cold light.
His appearance was like a bolt of lightning, attracting everyone's attention. His eyes were already a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
"Chen Youliang, how dare you hurt my senior brother Qingshu!"
The figure said coldly. His voice was low and powerful, like a demonic voice from hell.
Everyone turned around and saw that the figure was Lu Qingyun.
His figure is tall and majestic, and his eyes reveal endless domineering power!
"It's Senior Brother Qingyun!"
"Senior Brother Qingyun is here!"
In the perception of Wudang disciples, Lu Qingyun is the strongest disciple of Wudang!
Lu Qingyun swung his long sword, and a fierce sword energy slashed towards Chen Youliang, and appeared next to Song Qingshu at the same time.
"Senior Brother Qingshu, how are you?"
Song Qingshu waved his hand, his face flushed, "It doesn't matter if you have some internal injuries, junior brother, senior brother Meng Lang, I didn't expect Chen Youliang's cultivation to be so high!"
"Senior brother, don't worry, Qingyun will definitely avenge you!"
