At this time, someone from the bystanders shouted loudly: "Okay!

Someone else praised and said: "Mo Qixia is the last of the Wudang Seven Heroes, and it is so good, no wonder the Wudang Seven Heroes are famous all over the world." ”

It turned out that he was Mo Shenggu, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, knowing that this time was almost just right, at the moment, Mingjiao could fight except for the white-eyed eagle king, and everyone else was not successful, it was Uncle Ben's turn to appear.

Encountering such a strange swordsmanship, Yin Tianzheng could no longer guard his clumsy skills, and his body wandered, so he fought with him quickly. Suddenly, Mo Shenggu's long sword broke through the air and stabbed Yin Tianzheng's chest, and halfway through the sword, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and he actually bent over and stabbed his right shoulder obliquely. This way around the soft sword, the sword move flickered, and the enemy was difficult to block.

Yin Tianzheng had never seen such a sword technique, so he hurriedly sank his shoulders to avoid it, but unexpectedly, with a soft sound, the sword rebounded and stabbed straight into the upper arm of his left hand. Yin Tianzheng stretched out his right arm, and somehow, he suddenly grew half a foot, flicked Mo Shenggu's wrist, and snatched his long sword with his hand.

The grappling hand of the white-eyed eagle king is a must in a hundred years, and it is unparalleled in the world. Mo Shenggu's shoulder fell into his palm, and his five fingers only needed to be pinched, and Mo Shenggu's shoulder had to be crushed. Song Yuanqiao and the others were taken aback, and wanted to grab help, but it was too late.

Yin Tianzheng sighed: "What is it, what can it be?"

He let go of his hand, and with a retraction of his right hand, he drew his long sword, and blood gushed from the wound on his left arm. He stared at the long sword for a long time, and said: "The old man has been in the middle of his life, and he has never lost a move and a half in tricks, a good Zhang Sanfeng, a good Zhang Zhenren." ”

He praised Zhang Sanfeng, who admired his first finger-winding soft sword, which was unpredictable, and he couldn't stop it. Mo Shenggu stood still, although he won one move first, but the other party deliberately did not kill himself after all, and did not hurt himself, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Duomeng's predecessors are merciful." ”

Yin Tianzheng didn't say a word, handed back the long sword to him, Mo Shenggu studied swordsmanship, but in the end, the blade in his hand was taken away by the other party, and he was ashamed in his heart, and he didn't take the sword, so he retreated.

Zhang Wuji was about to come out of the crowd, but Song Yuanqiao suddenly walked out: "I'll wrap up the wounds for the old-timers." ”

took out the golden medicine from his arms, gave it to Yin Tianzheng and put it on the wound, and then tied it with a handkerchief. Seeing Song Yuanqiao's righteous face, the sect members of the Heavenly Eagle Sect and the Ming Sect expected that as the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes, he would never openly poison and harm him. Yin Tianzheng said: "Thank you!"

Song Yuanqiao wrapped up his wounds, took a step back, and said loudly: "Let Song Mou learn the old man's tricks!"

Zhang Wuji secretly despised in his heart, this person made himself very righteous and awe-inspiring, and in the end, he didn't want to use wheel warfare? Zhang Wuji shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"

He entered proudly, only to see that everyone from the Emei faction in another place exclaimed together, and in this bloody field, the immature and crisp cry was still prominent. Zhang Wuji glanced at the daughters of the Emei faction, and gave a salute from afar, only to see Zhou Zhiruo standing with Ji Xiaofu and Ding Minjun, his eyes turned red instantly, he took a step forward, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother Wuji......"

Zhang Wuji waved his hand to them, smiled slightly, he Shi Shiran walked out, although some of the Mingjiao were stunned, some were happy, and the six major factions were even more dumbfounded at him in front of everyone and the young female disciples of the Emei faction, Zhang Wuji turned around and walked towards Song Yuanqiao, with thousands of postures, extremely sassy.

Song Yuanqiao frowned and said, "Senior brother, you ......"

Zhang Wuji first saluted Song Yuanqiao: "Senior brother." He also saluted Yin Liting, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu one by one. There are people who don't know among the heroes, and they are all surprised, no one knows that there is another young man in the Wudang Seven Heroes, and there is a lot of discussion for a while.

Zhang Wuji was about to speak, when suddenly a person behind him shouted: "The Demon Sect has been completely defeated, if you don't surrender, what will you do?" Master Kongzhi, let's go and destroy the tablet of the thirty-third generation leader of the Demon Sect." ”

Another person shouted, "Why surrender or not? The people of the Demon Sect cannot leave a single living mouth today." Eliminate the evil, otherwise he will resurrect in the future, and he will definitely harm the rivers and lakes. Demon cubs, if you see the opportunity, you will kill yourself quickly, lest the uncles do it. ”

A white-bearded old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "Eagle King, the matter has come to this point, and you have nothing to say." ”

Yin Tianzheng had previously fought against several decent masters, and he fought with Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Yu Daiyan and Mo Shenggu one after another, and he had already reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up.

Kong Zhi said loudly: "Huashan Sect and Kongtong Sect, please destroy all the remnants of the Demon Sect on the field. The Wudang faction searched from west to east, and the Emei faction searched from east to west, don't let anyone from the Demon Sect slip through the net, and the Kunlun faction prepares the fire......"

"Wait!" Two voices sounded at the same time, one from Yin Tianzheng, and the other was naturally Zhang Wuji.

The two glanced at each other, Zhang Wuji smiled at the old man, and Yang Xiao suddenly said, "Eagle King, you come and sit down and hand it to Zhang Shaoxia." ”

Yin Tianzheng stared at the round eyes, turned around to look, only to see a faint smile on the corner of Yang Xiao's lips, and the Wusan people also looked calm and relaxed, they couldn't help but be surprised, looked back at Zhang Wuji, and thought: "What they said just now is that a helper will come, does it mean that this young man is here? But isn't this person from the Wudang Sect?" The Eagle King was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't even believe Yang Xiao.

Kong Zhi's words were interrupted by him, showing a slight displeasure, and his eyes looked at Song Yuanqiao. Song Yuanqiao shouted in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't you retreat quickly?"

Zhang Wuji smiled at him, turned to Kong Zhi and said, "Master Kong Zhi, before your faction carries out the slaughter, I want to ask your faction for someone. ”

Kong Zhi clasped his hands together and asked, "Master Zhang, who do you want?"

Zhang Wuji said: "I don't know where Yuanzhen in your faction is now?"

Kong Zhi said: "Yuanzhen has passed away, what is Zhang Shizhu looking for him to do?"

Zhang Wuji smiled, this guy is playing and pretending to be dead, are you Zhang Wuji for me?

"I don't know where Master Yuanzhen's Dharma Body is, can you show it to the juniors?" Zhang Wuji smiled, calm and calm.

Sora Chi pointed to a pile of monks' corpses to the west, "Right there." ”

Zhang Wuji walked to the pile of corpses, took a closer look, and there was really a corpse with sunken cheeks and eyes rolled up, it was Cheng Kun, leaning over to probe him, the muscles on his face at the tentacles were cold, as if he had been dead for a long time, he couldn't help but wonder, what method did this guy use, pretending to be dead and pretending to be so similar?

He casually pulled his corpse up, propped himself up, and brought the corpse to the middle of the scene. The Shaolin monks shouted and scolded in unison, Song Yuanqiao was so angry that his face turned pale, his fists clenched, he was so nonsense, he lost face to the Wudang faction.

A monk in a big red robe walked out and scolded, "Little thief, what are you doing?"

Zhang Wuji didn't pay attention to him, but just said to Kong Zhi, "Master Kong Zhi, are you sure that he is dead?"

Kong Zhi's face was angry, and he tried his best to restrain himself, if he wasn't a disciple of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, he would have already ordered a group attack.

"Yuanzhen is my nephew, he just fought hard with the demon sect and passed away, can it be fake?"

Zhang Wuji laughed: "Master Kongzhi, monk, quit hatred and ignorance, how can you get angry so easily?

Kong Zhi said angrily: "Who do you say?"

Zhang Wuji said: "This person is indeed the Dharma name Yuanzhen, but he also has a name, called Cheng Kun, nicknamed the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt. ”

Cheng Kun, the thunderbolt of the mixed yuan, can be said to be famous, everyone knows it, and everyone knows it, and the group of heroes is in an instant.

Zhang Wuji said: "Cheng Kun, the thunderbolt of the mixed yuan, has a grudge against Nangong Batian, the leader of the Ming Sect, and has been planning to deal with the Ming Sect, he is bent on provoking discord between the six major factions and the Ming Sect, and later joined the Shaolin Sect, and his legal name is Yuanzhen. Last night, he infiltrated the inner hall of the Ming Sect and confided in the head of the Ming Sect in person. Yang Xiao, the messenger of the left of the light, Wei Bat King, Wusanren, etc., have all heard that this matter is true, if there is a lie, I am not as good as a pig and a dog, and I will not be able to live after death. ”

At that moment, he told how Cheng Kun killed Xie Xun's family, which made Xie Xun crazy and confused his nature, and told how Kongjian, one of the four great monks of Shaolin, killed him. The group of heroes were all moved, only to hear a person proclaiming the Buddha's name, slowly walked out, this person gray monk robe, majestic appearance, holding a string of prayer beads in his left hand, is the emptiness of the Shaolin dragon claw hand kung fu first.

"Boy, what is your intention in repeatedly slandering my Yuanzhen master and nephew?

Zhang Wuji smiled: "Master, you say that I have slandered the reputation of Shaolin? If you don't believe it, I will resurrect him and let him explain to you." ”

After speaking, he put one hand on Cheng Kun's chest and struck hard, Cheng Kun's body trembled violently, still motionless, Zhang Wuji was surprised, could it be said that he was really dead? Cheng Kun had an immortal body like himself, how could he die?

Emptiness said angrily: "Hugh has to insult my Yuanzhen master's nephew's Dharma body, even if he is really Cheng Kun, the Demon Sect has done evil and evil for many years, and we decent people also want to eradicate demons." Whether he instigated or planned secretly, it doesn't matter. ”

Zhang Wuji's face changed, and he shouted: "Master, I respect you as a senior, but you are a person who knows right from wrong, and it turns out that you are also a pedantic person." ”