Over the years, the conflicts in the martial arts world have become more and more intense. One of the important reasons is the deliberate instigation by the Yuan Dynasty court.
For example, Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Sect had a very bad attitude towards the imperial court. It was even said that Wudang disciples killed many people in the imperial court. The Yuan Dynasty court hated Wudang deeply.
This time the five major factions besieged Wudang Mountain, it was because of the instigation of the Yuan Dynasty.
Together, they lurked under the gate of Wudang Mountain, waiting for the various sects to surround and kill all the Wudang sect, and then took action to wipe out Wudang sect.
Seeing the Emei sect suddenly fleeing from the gate of Wudang Mountain, the two elders Xuan Ming, who planned to reap the benefits, panicked.
He hurriedly took the experts from Ruyang Prince's Palace and ran to the gate of Wudang Sect.
Looking at the dead and injured people in the arena, Xuan Ming and his elders were a little panicked. They were worried that several sects and the Wudang sect would not be able to fight, but they calmed down instantly.
"Kill all the remaining disciples of the Wudang Sect and the people from other sects who have not yet been killed!"
"Zhang Sanfeng will be dealt with by the two of us!"
Hebiweng ordered the master in armor behind him.
"yes...."
"Puch!"
The soldier in armor had just said that he had received the order when a flying knife pierced his throat.
The person who used the flying knife was Li Xunhuan.
Li Xunhuan waved his hand towards the throwing knife, and the flying knife stuck in the soldier's throat flew back.
"The magical weapon I exchanged with the Immortal Master saw blood for the first time today. I have to say that these nine flying knives can actually change the weight according to the feel of my hand. It's so useful!"
"And, with a thought, the flying knife flew back by itself!"
Li Xunhuan took back the throwing knife and wiped all the blood on it with a handkerchief, sighing as he wiped it.
At the same time, other members of the chat group also started taking action, and murderous intent overflowed.
"boom!"
Xiongba was the first to break into the group of masters from the Yuan Dynasty. He returned three points of his energy and condensed it into a huge water-like energy ball, which enveloped nearly a hundred people.
Then, Xiongba pushed forward with both palms, and the huge water ball formed by the three-point return energy quickly collapsed, forming several small water balls of different sizes.
The energy ball looked like water and seemed very soft, but wherever the water ball passed, the body of the court expert was first pierced by the water ball, leaving a huge blood hole with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, which was extremely terrifying. .
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
"Huh~"
Guo Jing waved his hands quickly, and then shot out an internal cyclone from his palms. The cyclone formed a huge nine-clawed dragon more than ten meters long. The dragon circled in the air, and then dived down suddenly.
With a flick of the dragon's tail, all the court masters who were still in a daze under the haze of being attacked by the tyrants were photographed onto the rock wall.
"puff!"
The soldiers who hit the rock spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then all died.
Yao Yue, Yue Fei, and Ying Zheng were like wolves among sheep, not holding back at all, and madly slaughtering the masters of the imperial court.
The degree of bloodshed was several times more bloody than Zhang Sanfeng's massacre of the masters of the five major sects.
Most of the masters sent by the imperial court are warriors in the acquired realm. There are not many masters in the innate realm, about ten or more, but more than twenty.
How could he possibly be able to block it? His strength was already far above the Xiantian realm, but he was still in the Qi refining stage, and his strength was even comparable to that of a group member in the later stages of a grand master?
Everyone who was hit by members of the chat group was almost killed with one blow, and no one survived.
In just a few dozen breaths, the hundreds of masters sent by the Yuan Dynasty were instantly transformed into corpses. Their deaths were extremely tragic, and only Hebiweng and Luzhangke were left standing.
Both of them were also pale at this time, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.
These two people did not survive because of their strength, but they were deliberately left behind by members of the chat group.
This was also Zhang Sanfeng's request. After all, according to the information provided by Yue Buqun, these two old guys were beasts who could even kill Zhang Sanfeng's ten-year-old disciple. It was too easy for them to kill them first.
"Hiss~"
The monks Kongxing and Kongzhi, who had just taken the healing elixir and barely stood up, were now huddled in the corner and shivering, and an unprecedented sense of fear struck their hearts. .
I was also a little lucky in my heart. Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng was the only one who fought with them just now, and several others did not participate.
Otherwise, they would be like the masters of the imperial court, with their bodies separated, their arms and legs broken, and scattered randomly on the ground.
"Where did Zhang Sanfeng find so many peerless masters? Every one of them is no weaker than Zhang Sanfeng!"
"Zhang Sanfeng intends to let us go and spare our lives. I wonder if the master he invited will let us go?"
The five elders of Kongtong and He Taichong and his wife started talking quietly, and their hearts were also full of fear.
Although many people died in this siege of Wudang.
However, the top combat power of each sect, except for Abbot Kongwen who was seriously injured and deposed, and the leader of Huashan Sect Xian Yutong who was killed.
Most of the heads and elders of the five major sects were only injured, and the sect's heritage was still there. They could recover after practicing behind closed doors for decades.
"Zhang Sanfeng, I'll leave these two people to you."
Like dragging a dead dog, Xiongba threw Hebiweng and Luzhangke, who were so frightened that their bodies were limp, in front of Zhang Sanfeng as if they were throwing away garbage.
"Immortal Lord, can I deal with these two people?"
After glancing at the two elders Xuanming in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng turned his head towards Jun Xiuyuan, cast a questioning look, and asked.
"I have no objection. You can handle it however you want."
Jun Xiuyuan sat on the chair brought for him by the Seven Heroes of Wudang, leaning on the stool and watching the show.
His tone of voice was calm, but it was like a thunder that exploded in the hearts of everyone from the various sects.
"Who is that person? Why does Mr. Zhang seem to listen to him so much?"
"He looks like... he just looks like a double crowned man! How could he be so respected by Master Zhang? When did such a good figure appear in the martial arts world? It's been a long time since I've seen him."
The two great monks Kongxing and Kongzhi, the Five Elders of Kongtong, He Taichong and his wife, and the elders of various sects all looked at Jun Xiuyuan, their expressions full of doubts.
They had seen Xiong Ba, Guo Jing and others take action. They could break mountains and cut rivers with just a few moves.
One person can withstand thousands of troops.
But such powerful people were so respectful to this young man in his twenties.
People from the five major sects really couldn't imagine how powerful Jun Xiuyuan was.
"Gods have mercy... Gods have mercy!"
Hebiweng and Luzhangke also saw that Jun Xiuyuan's status was not low, and they could even ask Zhang Sanfeng to let them go, so they kept kowtowing to Jun Xiuyuan.
