Zhao Xuefeng's movement was discovered by the fleeing peacemaker, grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted it up at once, and was still laughing for a while: "I just said that the sky will not stop me, sure enough, when I let you go, you will really help me a lot." Zhao Xuefeng only felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and he vomited it out, just when he was caught, it was still so high, and someone was still smiling with his mouth open... You get the idea!

The peacemaker gave Zhao Xuefeng a punch, and with a condensation trick in his hand, a puddle of water appeared out of thin air, and flew straight into his mouth, boom, poof; Bang, poof, back and forth no less than ten times, and finally stopped. Zhao Xuefeng was directly hit by this punch, and his stomach was always very uncomfortable, his body slipped more than ten meters, and he had the heart to kill him, and he fainted.

"Bastard!" Even if he has a good temper, he is angry, which is too disgusting. I can't wait to kill him, "If it weren't for the fact that you were still useful, I would have killed you with a knife a long time ago." The peacemaker said viciously. There was a shout in the distance, and a white light flashed, and the old man made a big cut on his chest. Fortunately, the response is sensitive, otherwise it would have been a good idea. The backhand was a sword slashing towards the white light, and in an instant, the two flying swords collided together, stirring up a spark.

I saw that the person who came was a jade-faced scholar, with a graceful demeanor, and even the anger on his face did not reduce his handsome appearance in the slightest, but there was a sense of wind and dust.

"Zhou Mouhu, known as the old fox in the rivers and lakes, I didn't expect to dare to come to my Wudang to spread wild." There was an indescribable chill in his tone. It feels like the dignity of Wudang is more important than anything else. After speaking, he stared at the old fox with a vigilant face, the old fox also knew this person, the Wudang disciple ranked third, formerly known as Zhang Zhen, was the closed disciple of Ziyang Zhenren, jealous and hateful, and his cultivation was also very good, he was given the name Tianlei by Ziyang Zhenren, and wanted to cultivate his sense of justice to maintain justice like Tianlei. The seven sons of Wudang should have all gone out to travel, how could they come back, and the help that the organization said had not yet come. Thinking about it, the disciples who followed up also rushed over one by one and surrounded the old fox.

The old fox, as his name suggests, is as cunning as a fox, he never does anything unprepared, and under normal circumstances, he definitely has a backhand to escape. Zhang Zhen held a sword in his hand, the sword was blue ink, and the circumference was surrounded by a small thunder arc, and the quality was not low at first glance. Zhang Zhen threw the flying sword in his hand, and the sword stabbed straight through in the shape of lightning, and the old fox happened to take out a bronze medal, blocking it in front of him, pinching the seal method in his hand, the light flashed, and the bronze medal instantly increased.

With a "choking" sound, the thunder sword hit the bronze medal and could no longer enter. The old fox was not idle in his hand, he took out another lancet, pinched his handprint, and the lancet instantly turned into countless and shot in all directions. fell under everyone's feet, Zhang Zhen, as one of the seven sons of Wudang, must not be too low, so he rushed up, and his fists were charged and slammed into the bronze medal, which was an earth-shattering sound. Suddenly, a willow branch burst out from under Zhang Zhen's feet and wrapped it up, and Zhang Zhen punched the branch with another punch, but was entangled by the branch. After being entangled, seven or eight branches came out of the ground and entwined Zhang Zhen to death, and there was nowhere to use it.

The old fox knew that his combat strength was not good, so he didn't plan to fight Zhang Zhen hard, but just wanted to delay for a while, and he rushed towards the exit, and on the way, he also threw out a Fu Hao, so that his speed accelerated instantly. The Wudang disciples next to them wanted to catch up, and as soon as they took a step, a willow branch appeared under their feet, winding them around the place.

Zhang Zhen also broke free from his solidity, scolded a few words hatefully, turned around and saw Zhao Xuefeng fainting on the side, and asked the disciple next to him, "Who is this?" "None of the disciples knew," taking it away, it must have something to do with that group of people. ”

Zhang Zhen broke the shackles of his junior disciples and took Zhao Xuefeng and rushed towards the master's place. On the way, two more corpses of fellow disciples were found, Zhang Zhen secretly clenched his fists, and his clenched fists crackled.

Turning the picture to look at this, Ziyang Zhenren looked at the green-haired man and said secretly: "Demon cultivation! After eating his heart, the green-haired man once again skyrocketed his momentum, and as his mouth fluctuated up and down, the green-haired man's iron-like voice came out: "Jiji, Ziyang Xiao'er, do you think you are my opponent?" Boom! He let out a disgusting laugh as he spoke. Ziyang Zhenren frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of where such a demon cultivator came from. "Who are you who dare to come to my Wudang to sprinkle?" Ziyang Zhenren shouted angrily.

"Jiji, you Wudang can't stop me today, your Wudang head can't shut up, the old guys are struggling in the inner world, the seven sons of Wudang in your era are also going out to find an opportunity to break through, and the seven sons of the younger generation are not here, just you, how do you want to stop me? Boom"

He is right, the current Wudang is the emptiest time, I never thought that there would be a moment of invasion by foreign enemies in Wudang, even if it is only me, I have to protect the safety of Wudang. Just thinking about it, he grabbed it in the air with both hands, and a huge war hammer appeared in his hand, revealing a monstrous murderous aura all over his body.

"This is my comrade-in-arms, the Mighty Divine Hammer." Ziyang real person said. At that time, the god of Haotian held this divine weapon, which shocked the world, and later passed down, the divine soldier has a spirit, and those who are destined to get it, those who are not divine power can not use it, and those who are not righteous and thin clouds cannot use it.

This is a fierce enemy, this is an enemy who threatens the safety of Wudang, "I will do my best!" Yes! Screaming and rushing up, picking up the Haotian Hammer, just a hammer brought up the wind and clouds to roll, and the green-haired man was smashed out with a "bell", his clothes were shattered, and he flew more than fifty meters, Ziyang Zhenren chased after him, jumped up, and went down with a hammer against the figure on the ground. I saw the green-haired man at the lowest end of the pit, his face hideous, slightly embarrassed, but he felt fine.

"Boom, this is your strongest strength? It's too weak! He laughed as he stood up, tearing at his skin as he went. walked out of the deep pit, and changed his face, his body was also full, and he was instantly burly, his anger rose to 190 centimeters, and his body was about 200 pounds, and he didn't know whether it was muscle or bones on his body, crackling. Ziyang Zhenren who watched it was shocked for a while, "Jiji, what's wrong?" Scarewn? No matter how much it changes, the sound is still ugly.

At this moment, Zhang Zhen rushed over with all the disciples and the unconscious Zhao Xuefeng.