The famous Shaolin Scripture Pavilion in the martial arts is so clean that the entire hall is empty, even the bookshelves have been removed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion is a treasure trove of martial arts in the martial arts, how many people in the rivers and lakes dream of secretly cats here for a while, how many people have been obscene and empty it, and now it has finally been realized, but this person makes Zhang Wuji very unhappy.

This plot was not mentioned in the original book, so when he suddenly remembered it just now, he still had some expectations in his heart, but now he couldn't help but smile bitterly, Tartar is not stupid, this is Shaolin's Zangjing Pavilion, not to mention, I am afraid that there is no one in the Tartar court who can understand the rivers and lakes of Middle Earth better than the father and daughter of the King of Ruyang, Zhao Min made a move, how could he enter the treasure house and return empty-handed?

"This is a treasure land, my Lao Wei once had the idea of sneaking a peek, but the name of Shaolin is too loud, several times full of greed, I have been extinguished, I didn't expect this to make me think a lot of places when I really came, but it became a vacant land, really clean. Alas......" A long sigh came out of Wei Yixiao's mouth, how disappointed he was at this moment.

"Alright, let's go." Zhang Wuji was also very disappointed in his heart, but now he had to hurry up and go to Wudang Mountain, but he secretly thought in his heart that if he could see Zhao Min like in the original book this time, he would definitely have to beat her, this little girl is too ruthless.

"Hou Cheng, assemble the guards and go down the mountain." Zhang and Wei ran towards the mountain gate, and Zhang Wuji gave an order as they ran.

Hou Cheng was still in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, when he heard the order of the sect leader, he took out a whistle from his arms, and blew it rhythmically three times in a row, and the sharp whistle immediately sounded in the empty Buddhist temple.

Within a minute, except for the guard who went to the bottom of the mountain to give the order, the rest of the guards all rushed to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall to report the gathering.

Zhang and Wei ran down the mountain, and soon arrived at the mountain gate, and happened to meet the Houtu Banner that came by order.

"Yan Yuan, I've worked hard for you, after packing up, I will rush to Wudang Mountain with the brigade to help, I'm afraid this road is not very peaceful, you have to be more careful." The Bat King and I rushed to Wudang Mountain first, and we will see you in Wudang Mountain. ”

"Sect Master, my subordinates know. The sect leader should also be more careful along the way, since the Tartar is facing the rivers and lakes, he must do everything he can, and he must be careful of his secret hands. Yan Yuan's tone was sincere, he knew that the sect leader was strong in martial arts, but after all, he was new to the rivers and lakes, but he knew that in the rivers and lakes, not only was the martial arts strong enough to eat, but many of the inferior methods were really unguardable.

Wei Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Yan Yuan, the sect leader and I will be careful, we'll see you in Wudang Mountain." ”

Zhang Wuji nodded.

Yan Yuan went up to Shaomu Mountain with the Houtu Flag, Zhang and Wei waited for a while, and only after Hou Cheng arrived with his personal guards did they rush to the place where the Ming army was camping.

When I arrived at the camp, I told Ouyang Zhi, Tang Yang and others, and talked to Xiao Zhao's three daughters for a while, and then turned over and rode out.

Although Shaomu Mountain and Wudang Mountain are located in Henan and Hubei provinces, one is in western Henan and the other is in northern Hubei, which is not very far from each other.

Zhang Wuji and the others rode the warlike horses again, galloped very fast, and soon left Henan and entered Hubei.

Everyone was galloping on horseback, but they saw three long rows of horses on the road ahead, hundreds of Tartar soldiers were waiting for them, and more than a dozen Jianghu guests were standing aside, obviously in a group.

Zhang Wuji and others had a total of twenty-three Mongolian war horses, all armed on horseback, they were really freshly dressed and angry, and the momentum was very amazing just by looking at it.

Zhang Wuji saw the Tartar soldiers blocking the road from a distance, but instead of slowing down, he knocked the horse's belly, and the horse's speed became faster. Wei Yixiao, Hou Cheng and other guards didn't say a word, and whipped at the horse's buttocks.

The Tartar soldiers who set up cards here are all elites mobilized by Zhao Min from the local garrison, and they have been set up here for a day and a night, whether it is ordinary people or Jianghu guests who see their formation, they are all obediently interrogated, how have they ever seen such an arrogant person galloping on horseback, it is really arrogant.

"Prepare the bow and arrow, and the person in front will not slow down when entering the ground of an arrow, and shoot immediately." The captain gave a loud order.

This mission, Shangfeng gave the order to kill by mistake and not miss, which was a rare opportunity for him who had been idle in the army for two years, but in this day and night, the pockets of their hundred-man team had obviously bulged.

Zhang Wuji shouted as he galloped forward: "Gun." ”

Hou Cheng untied the gun bag on his back and threw it towards the right front of the sect leader, Zhang Wuji reached out and grabbed the gun bag, took out three steel guns, and assembled them together at a very fast speed, the tip of the gun pointed forward, murderous.

Now even fools know that Zhang Wuji and the others are definitely going to rush into battle, and the captain hurriedly ordered: "Archer, shoot." ”

The Tartar centurion lined up in three rows and fired three shots. Forty sharp arrows were shot at Zhang Wuji and the others who entered the shooting range.

The soldiers of the first platoon who shot out prepared to shoot a second shot, and the second and third platoons shot out one after another. Captain Tartar's eyes flashed with cruelty and madness, as if he had seen the scene of the man coming from the angry horse in front of him being shot into a hedgehog in an instant.

Zhang Wuji nodded, Wei Yixiao followed closely behind, and Hou Cheng followed behind with his personal guards.

An invisible energy spread out towards a meter in front of the war horse, Zhang Wuji pointed forward with the tip of his gun, and shouted: "A long snake formation, follow me." With that, his feet slammed the horse's belly, and the war horse instantly accelerated, knocking Wei Yixiao off the next horse.

Wei Yixiao heard the sect leader's order, and immediately controlled the horses to follow behind the sect leader, Hou Cheng and the others were originally running in two rows, and when they heard the sect leader's order, they immediately dislocated the front and back, lined up in a straight line, pulled out the waist knife, and held a small axe in one hand.

When the sharp arrow attacked, Zhang Wuji's forward tip of the spear drew a circle with a radius of one meter, and the sharp arrow that entered this circle was immediately turned into pieces by the invisible energy, and this circle just protected himself from even people and horses, and Wei Yixiao and the others who followed closely behind him were also equivalent to being in the security field.

The firing range of one arrow can shoot several rounds of arrows in the case of a galloping war horse, and it is not bad for the condor archer to shoot three arrows, these Tartar soldiers are just the elite of the local garrison, not the condor archers.

Fortunately, they used three-stage shooting, but even so, it was only a total of five shots, and the smile on the corner of Captain Tartar's mouth was gone, and he looked at the big circle with turbulent airflow, and his mouth opened wide unconsciously. This was clearly beyond his knowledge.