"Bang!"

Qin Yun slapped his palm on the big tree beside him hatefully, directly breaking the big tree, showing the anxiety and anger in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Qin Yun got the news that the six major sects were besieging Guangmingding, he immediately led a large number of men and horses towards Wudang Mountain. At the same time, there were also a large number of people in the beggar army and the dark department who went to the mountain gates of the other five major factions, preparing to take advantage of this good opportunity to show favor to the five major factions.

But what he didn't expect was that what was waiting for Qin Yun and the beggar army was not a road to heaven, but the crazy obstruction of the Yuan army. As soon as Qin Yun and the others came out of the sphere of influence of the begging army, they were frantically sniped by the Yuan Court, and many of them were besieged by large armies.

The other five roads lost countless soldiers and generals, and they were forced to retreat without achieving any results. Even Qin Yun's road is not much better, the original nearly 300 people are now less than 50 people left, almost all of them are injured, which shows the danger and twists and turns along the way.

"Zhao Min!" Qin Yun shouted hatefully.

If by this time, he still didn't understand who had calculated him, then Qin Yun could be regarded as having trained so many worlds in vain. He became a good whetstone, honing Zhao Min, a person who was favored by Meng Yuan's remaining luck.

Today's Zhao Min is very different from the past, not only is he aggressive, but also deep and terrifying, and he has become his confidant. What worries Qin Yun the most is that Zhao Min may have regained his military power, which is nothing less than a tiger with wings. If Zhao Min regained control of the 20,000 elites of the old department back then, it would be even worse news!

"It can't go on like this." Qin Yun looked at the only remaining human hands around him, frowned and thought.

The background of the beggar army is still too shallow, and the speed of its rise is too fast, and even the beggar gang has not been completely subdued, let alone other forces in the martial arts. Although there are some small sects that come to defect, there are not many masters. In the face of Meng Yuan's century-old heritage, the beggar army is really not an opponent now. Although the begging army is not inferior to Meng Yuan in the army, but in terms of the savings of the masters, the begging army is not even as good as any of the six major sects, how can it resist Meng Yuan's deliberate offensive.

"Dai Qisi, you lead them back, and I will go to Wudang alone." Qin Yun said to Dai Qisi.

Dai Qisi frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Wouldn't it be too risky, or else we would have waited until the second batch of reinforcements arrived to move forward together." ”

"No, there's not enough time. By the time we arrived, maybe Wudang no longer existed. Qin Yun flatly refused.

From this series of situations, it can be seen that Zhao Min's methods are very powerful, and he hits the key points, calculates in advance, and anticipates the enemy's opportunity. Now that Mingjiao's vitality is greatly damaged, he may not have the strength to rescue Wudang. If even Wudang was leveled by Zhao Min, not to mention Qin Yun's martial arts alliance leader's plan, even the difficulty of overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty would increase at a rate of more than ten times.

Don't look at the six major sects as if they are just a martial arts sect, in fact, the inside story is far from that simple. The six major sects are entrenched in all parts of the Central Plains, and their tentacles are almost all over the Central Plains, and their potential power is unfathomable. In other words, the six major factions are all representatives of the forces elected by the Han people in various places, and once they surrender to the Meng Yuan, the difficulty of the beggar army's northern expedition to the Central Plains will increase by at least several levels.

This is not why Qin Yun is not in a hurry.

"You take my orders and tokens back, let Dongfang Fei and Xia Wu and them immediately go on a northern expedition, no matter how much territory they can occupy, they must not let Zhao Min's plan succeed. Even if you pay a certain price, you must keep the mountain gate of the six major sects. Qin Yun didn't delay, and hurriedly wrote a few letters, and handed them to Dai Qisi with a personal token.

Since he was inferior in terms of masters, Qin Yun naturally wanted to find it back where he had an advantage.

In the battle of the Qingyuan Plain, half of the elite of Mengyuan was lost, most of the rest were suppressed in various places, and the remaining part remained in Dadu, and only a small number of elites were confronting the beggar army. The king of Ruyang asked the army to guard the front line several times, but they were all rejected by the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty and the civil and military officials who were afraid of death. Coupled with the satisfied appearance of the beggar army, coupled with the good publicity, Yuan Ting has let down most of his vigilance, and is ready to eliminate those rebel armies that are closer to most of the capital first, and it is important to ensure his own safety first. Although the king of Ruyang opposed it in every way, he was alone, and in the end he had no choice but to do it.

Zhao Min's deal with the Central Plains Martial Arts this time was also to consolidate his own territory and prevent the Central Plains Martial Arts and the Beggar Army from being connected.

Before leaving, Qin Yun secretly said something in Dai Qisi's ear, which made her look change greatly, and she looked at Qin Yun with some trepidation.

The bright sunlight shines brightly, giving people a warm but not dazzling feeling in this early spring weather, making people feel drowsy. It's just that on Wudang Mountain at this moment, there is no such lazy feeling, but there is a faint smell of coldness and killing.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the original Taoist priest disappeared, and dozens of burly men appeared, standing around the mountain road like a rock. It's just that no matter how you look at it, it's hard to feel the quiet and inactive temperament of Taoism from these dozens of men, but from their heart-stopping eyes and the faint bloody aura on their bodies, it can be vaguely seen that these dozens of burly men in front of them are more like people in the military, or the kind of elite in a hundred battles.

Qin Yun looked at these dozens of men, and his expression suddenly sank. It seems that Zhao Min has already gone up the mountain, but he doesn't know where to go.

Thinking of this, Qin Yun couldn't care about his somewhat tired body, and immediately swept towards Wudang Mountain.

"Stop!"

Seeing Qin Yun's figure, a leading man turned pale, took a step forward, looked over with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice in broken Chinese: "Mingjiao is doing things, and the idle people are waiting to leave quickly!" ”

The leading man seemed to have a normal face, but he couldn't hide the indifferent aura in his bones. It is a kind of indifference to life, and people with this temperament are often murderous masters, among whom the military is the most.

If it were the usual, Qin Yun might still have the heart to joke with them. But now that the situation is urgent, he is anxious, and he doesn't have this mind at all, he just wants to catch up with Wudang Mountain as soon as possible and prevent Zhao Min's conspiracy from succeeding.

At that moment, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, and his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed outward. I saw a palm slapped out, and the fierce whistling palm wind was mixed with the roar of the angry dragon that tore everything, rushing towards these men, and the powerful power that came to their faces made these men's faces change sharply.

This is exactly the first move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending - Kanglong has regrets.