Chapter 122: Me Is the Same (3/3)

Three more days passed.

Accompanied by the ascent of the false monk's empty phase.

Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be slapped with a palm and suffered internal injuries, spit blood in his mouth, and slapped him to death with a backhand...

But it has to be said.

That slap was really ruthless, and it didn't look like an injury at all if it was shot more than a dozen feet away from the fake monk.

According to his master's words.

The Yipinlou controlled by Zhao Min, that is, the strength of the Great Yuan Imperial Court, is somewhat of a spy of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty.

He didn't mind pretending to show the enemy a look.

Subsequently.

Zhang Sanfeng even pretended to teach Yu Daiyan the titles of "Taijiquan" and "Taiji Sword", and taught these two peerless martial arts to Zhang Wuji, who was easy to accept.

And this is all compensation for him, who is the master and ancestor, to the little apprentice.

This scene.

Naturally, no players saw it.

As for Brother Cicada?

Well.

He was instructed by the Yuxu Daoist to go down the mountain to buy wine and meat, and he was running wildly up the mountain.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Min had already brought the two elders of Xuanming, many first-class building masters, and pretended to be people from the Ming Sect to gather in Wudang Mountain.

Mingjiao's Wei smiled, said that the monk, and the white-eyed eagle king were also in a hurry.

As for the players of Wudang, Mingjiao, and Yipinlou, they got together one after another.

There is no hostility between these guys, anyway, in their eyes, this episode is only a cutscene, and everyone is discussing in a low voice: "Look, Zhang Wuji is about to start pretending." ”

"The plot of Heaven and Dragon Slayer came too fast, if we all reach the realm of first-class products, we may be able to participate."

"Who said it wasn't, now there's even a mission sound."

This group of guys muttered for a while, in the spirit of playing soy sauce, after watching Zhang Wuji's operation, it was time to go down the mountain.

And Zhao Min looked at the noisy arguing of his subordinates and Wei Yixiao and others.

Her watery eyes were a little impatient, and when she saw her take a step forward, she shouted softly: "Don't care if I'm the leader of the Ming Sect, I came here today just to ask for the martial arts master." ”

"If the Explanation Sect is really in the same stream as your Wudang, then the juniors will leave."

"Otherwise, you Wudang disciples will come and give me a few unsuccessful subordinates to learn."

"If not, don't blame the little woman for talking nonsense on the rivers and lakes."

"For example, your Wudang faction is the one who deceived the world and stole his name."

"But if you Wudang disciples win."

"I will also return Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately."

When the players saw the men's clothing boss Zhao Min speak again, their eyes lit up, taking pictures and live broadcasts.

And on the forum, a large number of melon-eating people frantically picked out '6666', 'The sect leader is the most handsome', 'Zhang Wuji will be there soon, Xiao Zhao Min, you are waiting', 'High energy ahead'.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he thought about shooting them to death.

Still.

Well.

Not to the land immortals.

That's patience.

It's just that now they have all been knocked out of the mountain gate.

He looked left and right, and scolded secretly in his heart: "Yuxu, this little bastard, didn't you let the woman dump her when she was young, and now she can't hide it and see people?" ”

"By the way, what about the little cub of the green cicada, can he miss this kind of thing?"

"Hey, I'm tired."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed helplessly, making everyone feel that Wudang had no successor.

And Zhang Wuji, who had used the disguise technique, was a little sad, so he stepped forward and coughed lightly: "Master Tai......"

This moment.

Players began to brush '6666', 'Mowgli's husband is the most handsome', and 'The sect leader is the most handsome'.

Everyone in the Wudang Hall also looked at Zhang Wuji.

however

He didn't finish his sentence.

A figure suddenly broke into the main entrance of the hall, and kept saying: "Borrowed, borrowed, let one, let one." ”

"Anyway, what are you doing here, why don't you even dissolve the sword, who are you bullying aside?"

All of a sudden.

The player scolded in his heart, how did this B come out.

When the Yipinlou master who blocked the hall saw him, he was shocked by his appearance, coupled with the martial arts robe, which made them vaguely think of a person, so they could only keep giving way.

And the white-eyed eagle king, the blue-winged bat king, the two elders of Xuan Ming and other Ming masters were also shocked.

As for Zhao Min, who was dressed as a man, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

She secretly said in her heart: "This is that Zhao Qingcicada?" ”

"As the rumors say, it's really handsome and jealous."

Thereupon.

Zhao Qingchan, who was wearing a Wudang robe, kept smiling, holding the drunken immortal brew in one hand and the marinated pork in the other, and walked through the hall like this.

He put the wine and braised pork on the table next to Zhang Sanfeng, turned around and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, if you have something to say, if we can not use the sword, we will not move the sword." ”

"My Wudang disciples, all of them are cultivators and immortals."

"The worst thing is to fight and kill on the rivers and lakes."

And Zhao Qingcian glanced at the blood on Zhang Sanfeng's beard, and couldn't help but say, "You see, take a look." ”

"What are you making my master angry about?"

"You guys hurry up, our Wudang faction really doesn't want to do anything with you."

Zhao Min thought he still had some ability, but when he heard him chatter, he was a little annoyed, so he stepped forward and sneered: "Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, you come out." ”

"Yes."

Bang bang bang.

The three little masters with profound internal skills and extremely strong martial arts cultivation stepped out at the same time.

The stone slabs in the hall were shattered.

The corners of Zhang Sanfeng's eyes twitched, and Zhao Qingcian also grinned distressedly, so he shouted with a heart: "Enough." ”

"This ......"

"Zhao Min." Zhao Min's impersonated identity was exposed, and now he is too lazy to hide it.

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Zhao, Zhao Qingciao, a disciple in Xia Wudang, I don't know how you plan to fight?"

Zhao Min glanced at him carefully and chuckled: "Since you are Zhang Zhenren's closed disciple, as long as you defeat these three unsuccessful guys behind me, even if your Wudang Sect's kung fu reputation is worthy of it." ”

"What do you think?"

Zhao Qingcian stood with his hands in his hands, without giving anyone a chance to interject, and immediately said, "Yes." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

The faces of the crowd changed drastically.

Because no matter the masters of Mingjiao or Yipinlou, they can see his martial arts realm.

One of the best products.

At his age, martial arts cultivation is not low.

But how can you beat the three little grandmasters?

Especially when they saw that Zhang Sanfeng also closed his eyes, it seemed that he had expected that his disciple who had closed the door would die tragically on the spot.

Zhang Wuji has the heart to help.

Zhao Qingcian said even more excessively: "But I have limited time, and I have to go drinking with my uncle later, so let your three stupid melons go together." ”

"It's... Zhang Zhenren's closed disciple is very domineering. "The White-Eyed Eagle King didn't know whether to praise him or call him stupid.

Wei Yixiao also asked incomprehensibly: "By the way, Zhang Zhenren is going to watch his apprentice die?" ”

And Zhao Min looked at him carefully, and then pointed at him with his finger: "Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, you gave me this kid to abolish it, and he was arrested and tortured." ”

"......" The crowd fell into deep thought.

Brother Cicada also twitched the corners of his mouth, I don't believe it anyway, you want to torture me.

But at the moment when the three little grandmasters were about to rush to his face.

Zhao Qingcian only stretched out his slender finger and turned it into a sword finger.

He smiled slightly: "Out of the sword!" ”

Whoosh.

Three small flying swords as long as fingers came out of his sleeve and floated silently in front of him.

This moment.

Countless players have grown their mouths...

This moment.

The masters of the Wudang Hall have grown their mouths...

This moment.

Zhang Wuji was stunned.

Zhao Min was stunned.

Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San wanted to stop, and they also wanted to say: "There are internal ghosts, the plot is wrong, we want to withdraw!" ”

However.

It's too late.

Zhao Qingcian just waved his finger lightly, and the three flying swords disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Whoosh.

Except that the eyes of the grandmaster master kept flickering.

The others only heard the sound of swords.

It's just that Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San's hands and feet were penetrated, and they lay directly on the ground and wailed.

One breath!

Zhao Qingcian killed the three little grandmasters in seconds.

This unimaginable lethality.

This strange and thoughtful art of the sword.

This is immortality!

With this method, how can players and martial arts masters not fall into a sluggish state?

And Zhao Qingcian hooked his fingers again, and then took the flying sword back into the sword box in his sleeve.

He strolled up to Zhao Min and chuckled, "Miss Zhao, I've fought and fought." ”

"We are both surnamed Zhao, how about you take out the black jade intermittent ointment to help?"

Zhao Min took a step back, and the second elder Xuan Ming cautiously stepped forward to protect him.

But Zhao Qingcian glanced at the two of them indifferently, and said bluntly: "Hand it over......"

"Otherwise, have you heard the story of Edgeworth's head?"

Sou.

Zhao Qingcian pointed out.

A sword flash flashed.

The next second.

The flying sword returned to his sleeve.

When they looked back, they saw a dove falling from the sky.

Zhao Min's complexion changed slightly, and the second elder Xuan Ming also swallowed his saliva.

Fuck.

You Wudang faction said it earlier.

You say that you are immortal cultivators.

Why did Lao Tzu come to you and pretend to be forced?

And the eyes of the second elder Xuan Ming were very chicken thieves, and he found that although Zhang Sanfeng said that his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were snickering, so he hurriedly sent a message to Zhao Min: "Things have changed, Zhang Sanfeng should be pretending, the county lord should withdraw quickly." ”

But Zhao Min is well-informed, and he knows that if Zhang Sanfeng wants to pretend, he will also pretend to the end.

So she took a deep look at Zhao Qingcian, and then glanced at Zhu Hai on Xiao Zhao's head, and sneered: "The black jade intermittent ointment has already been given to Zhang Wuji, isn't he also a person from your Wudang, looking for him to go by himself, maybe he just deliberately didn't give it to you." ”

"Sure enough, he is still the leader of the Ming Sect, and now he is thinking about pit your Wudang faction."

Zhao Qingcian was stunned, and he suddenly remembered.

Zhao Min did give it, and it was on the Zhu Hai on top of Xiao Zhao's head.

Regarding this, he didn't break it on the spot, but just watched the unflattering people of Yipinlou leave.

Then, he said to many players who were still here: "We accept people in Wudang, 10 taels of silver a month." ”

"Yes, now you have to pay for Wudang."

"And if you don't teach immortals, don't teach swordsmanship, love won't come."

After Brother Cicada said this, he turned his head and left with his drink.

Well, since his master has decided to build the Immortal Gate, then don't talk about the Shushan faction himself, and first carry the banner and raise a wave of sustainable development wool.

", something else, Brother Cicada will accept me, and I will retire from Mingjiao."

"Gan, Sword Immortal?"

"MD, Wudang has begun to cultivate immortals, so how can other sects mix?"

"Traitor and traitor, no one should stop me, DingTalk will be betrayed if it is bombed."

The player's many rebellious words, especially the word traitor, I don't know how many NPCs have heard it.

But the masters of the rivers and lakes who have never left are not in the mood to care so much.

Because...

I'm the same!

……

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