Wujizi angrily walked towards Zhang Jifeng, Zhang Jifeng was slightly stunned, Wujizi's left fist had already bombarded away, and the internal force wrapped Wujizi's fist and slammed into Zhang Jifeng's chest.

Suddenly, Zhang Jifeng's body, like a basketball, was beaten upside down and flew out, smashed into the big tree on the side, and the big tree was broken.

As for Zhang Jifeng, he felt as if he had fallen apart.

"You'd better shut up, or Poor Dao is in a rage and doesn't mind killing one more person. Wujizi's tone was full of anger and sarcasm.

The surrounding Wudang disciples looked worried, but they didn't dare to do anything, they were afraid of death, and they knew that they were definitely not Wujizi's opponents together.

They are outer disciples, and some of them have never even learned a little Wudang kung fu.

And Wujizi is different, he is the head of Wudang Zhenchuan, and the difference in strength is too great.

The Wudang disciples all looked at Zhang Jifeng, but found that Zhang Jifeng was still gritting his teeth and preparing to stand up.

In Zhang Jifeng's eyes, there is persistence, tenacity, unyielding, and perseverance.

"Squeak" the sternum was screaming, but Zhang Jifeng still stood up, his eyes looked directly at Wujizi, and the blood at the corner of his mouth kept flowing.

"Wrong, that's wrong!"

"No matter what you say, you're wrong, uncle. ”

Zhang Jifeng was not afraid at all.

"You and this couple, let's go on the road together. ”

Wujizi's eyes revealed incomparable ferocity, he wanted to kill these people and pave the way for Lu Yunsheng.

The real martial sword in his hand was slashed away fiercely, and the cold mangs swept over, that is, to cut the throats of Zhang Jifeng and the couple at the same time.

Originally, it could have been successful.

It's just a pity that the villain died from the law of too many words, which will never change.

At the same time as the sword was slashed, Wujizi laughed: "No one can save you, hahahaha......"

No one?

Just as the sword was about to cut through their necks, suddenly, the blood mist spread to the top of Wudang Mountain, completely enveloping the place where Wujizi and the others were.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. ”

Everyone in the Wudang disciples was stunned.

Wujizi also looked at the blood mist in surprise, he had lived in Wudang for so long and had never seen such a strange scene.

At the same time, in the blood mist, a blood ray swept by,

"Ahh

Wujizi didn't even have time to react, he was shocked to see that his left arm just flew out,

He had a broken arm, surging blood, spurting out from the break, spurting out, severe pain, screaming Wujizi's body trembled, and screamed miserably.

He couldn't believe it, even if the Seven Saints of the Dragon Kingdom made a move on him, he wouldn't have to break his arm before he could react to what was happening.

"Who?

In the blood mist, Wujizi roared angrily, and the Wudang disciples were in the blood mist, although they couldn't see it clearly, but they also saw that Wujizi had broken his arm, and Wujizi was the first master of Wudang in their eyes.

The Wudang disciples never thought that Wujizi would have a broken arm this day.

Da-da-da-da!

When everyone heard the voice, they hurriedly went, but found that the person who came was not walking on the ground, but stepping in the air step by step, step by step.

The air seemed to form an invisible staircase for this person, and in the blood mist, this figure was really no one to see his true face.

Wudang disciples were shocked,

Could it be that this is a god descending to earth?

And are mortals not worthy to see the true face?

"You...... Who the hell are you?" Wujizi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, his tone was terrifying, obviously scared.

The first master of the Dragon Kingdom, Wujizi once had a relationship, he could fly from one tree to another, or fly on the grass.

But it will never be like this person in front of him.

Is this man human?

Or a ghost?

"Lu Yunsheng, you know, right?" In the blood mist, the voice was light, as if the gods of heaven despised all things.

"Know, know. Hearing this, Wujizi hurriedly nodded, he suddenly thought of something, and said: "Lu Yunsheng, is my disciple, of course, my qualifications are dull, recently I found out that I am really not worthy of teaching Lu Yunsheng such a good talent and beautiful jade, I can only ...... when I see a master today" What does Wujizi want to do, it has been clearly expressed in the words, but, immediately after Wu Tian's words, Wujizi was dumbfounded,

"Are you a fool, or do you think everyone else is stupid?"

Wujizi trembled, he was not stupid, he understood, the other party must have a grudge with Lu Yunsheng, thinking of this, Wujizi hurriedly said: "Senior, master, if Lu Yunsheng offends you, please don't blame him, if you are angry, take revenge on me, Poor Dao is willing to bear it alone, please, please." ”

Wujizi, in his voice, was extremely hurried and anxious. It's obvious.

In the blood mist,

Wu Tian stared at Wujizi lightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel and bloodthirsty arc: "He is dead." ”

"What!" Wujizi's body trembled, he actually forgot the pain of his broken arm, his eyes were desperate, and his old eyes wept: "Why? Why? Why? I'd rather die than die." You...... You're so cruel. ”

Wu Tian looked at this scene coldly, Wujizi, when you kill other people, why don't you want to feel other people's feelings?

When it's your turn, you feel that this is the most painful thing in the world?

Calling others cruel?

"Since you can't bear him, let's go with him. Wu Tian stepped in the air and continued to walk.

"Is this a human?"

"How can a man walk in mid-air?"

"It must be an immortal, think about it, our Taoist family says that Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan in the west, and the purple qi came to the east for 30,000 miles! Look at this blood mist, spreading throughout Wudang Mountain, just like Lao Tzu's holy scene!"

"yes, certainly not mortal. ”

All the Wudang Taoist priests looked at this scene blankly, and they were shocked and thought in their hearts.

They forgot what they were supposed to do, they just watched in silence.

The same is true for Zhang Jifeng, he originally thought that he would die here today, but he didn't want to, a god man came to Wudang.

Although Zhang Jifeng didn't know what the godman looked like, Zhang Jifeng remembered the voice of the godman, and he asked himself, if he heard this voice again one day, he would definitely recognize it.

Wu Tian's spiritual knowledge has enveloped the entire Wudang,

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, there are already reporters coming, and in Wudang Mountain in the blood mist, they can't come up at all.

At the same time, the expressions of the Wudang disciples were also known to Wu Tian one by one. The physiognomy is recorded in Wu Tian's heart, and it is clear who deserves to die and who does not.

"Death" Wu Tian didn't make a move, just a dead word fell,

Suddenly, in the blood mist, one after another blood rays appeared out of thin air, one headed towards Wujizi, and the other blood rays headed towards other damned Taoist priests.

At this moment, the people on Wudang Mountain, or the people under Wudang Mountain, all felt that their scalps were fried, and their hairs stood on end!