Of course, none of this is critical.

The key point is that at this moment, halfway up the mountainside, corpses are all over the field, blood is flowing and drifting, and at a glance, there are corpses everywhere, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Take a closer look at the faces of those corpses, it is the martial arts people who came to Wudang Mountain.

This scene is terrifying, the top of the mountain is holding a demon slaying conference, but at the bottom of the mountain, thousands of martial arts people have died silently, and I shudder to think about it.

Looking at the soldiers who rushed to Wudang Mountain, they had already seen the scene halfway up the mountain at this moment, but they seemed to have known that there would be such a picture, so they were not surprised at all, and continued to maintain order and move forward.

And the armored general had already come from behind, walking in front of this group of soldiers.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the middle of the mountain and landed in front of the armored general.

"Stop!" Seeing this, the armored general waved his hand to stop the soldiers from moving forward, and looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a chivalrous man in front of him.

"Join General Chahan!" A middle-aged man dressed as a chivalrous man knelt down on one knee and performed a military salute.

"How's it going? Is everything set up? "The sound of the armor descending is majestic, giving people a sense of awe.

"Back to the general, the leader of the Ming Sect on the top of the mountain and Zhang Sanfeng are fighting, just now, the three old monks of the Shaolin Temple have died in the hands of the Ming Sect Master, judging from the current situation, the general's plan has been half successful, and these martial arts people have no idea about our arrival." The chivalrous man hurriedly replied.

"Very good, I ordered to go down and release the Ten Spice Cartilage Powder on a large scale, and we must make sure that the entire Wudang Mountain Peak is enveloped." Chahan nodded.

"General, the ten incense cartilage is not scattered, just now, in order not to attract the attention of the six major factions, when killing those martial arts people in the middle of the mountain, I consumed a little more." The chivalrous man hurriedly reported.

"It's okay, I would have expected that." Chahan waved his hand, turned back to his back, and said, "Give him all the Ten Spice Cartilage Powder." ”

A soldier from behind hurriedly walked up and handed the package in his hand to the chivalrous man.

"Go ahead!" Seeing the chivalrous man take the package, Chahan said lightly.

"Yes, yes, with these ten-spice cartilage powder, no one on Wudang Mountain will want to run, and then they will have to rely on the general to cultivate." The chivalrous man got up and flattered.

"This matter is done, the official is knighted, and a bright future is at your feet." Chahan glanced at the chivalrous man, and his tone was a little arrogant.

It is worth mentioning that this general Chahan is tall and horse-like, and his eyes are wrinkled in the canthus, so it is obvious that he is not Han.

And the man dressed as a chivalrous man in front of him is an authentic Han man, whether it is appearance or accent, there is no difference, but this Han man is now doing things for foreigners.

"With the general's words, my brothers and I are relieved." Hearing Chahan's assurance, the chivalrous man showed joy on his face, and hurriedly said, "The general is waiting for good news, and I will go to do something now." ”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Chahan to answer, he turned around and ran towards the top of Wudang Mountain.

Chahan looked at his back, a flash of disdain and deep contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his head and ordered: "Stay put, without my orders, even if you pee your pants, you will hold me back." ”

The soldiers looked at each other and waited as instructed.

At the same time, the chivalrous man had already come to the periphery of Wudang Mountain.

After arriving, he did not enter the square, but began to wander around the periphery, and he took out small paper balls from the baggage behind him and stuffed them into the hands of some people.

As the paper ball containing the ten-spiced soft tendons in the baggage bottomed out, the chivalrous man stopped.

He looked at the square, the three monks of Shaolin Temple were all dead, and Tang Feng was fighting fiercely with Zhang Sanfeng at the moment.

The chivalrous man didn't know who the two sides had the advantage, and of course, he didn't need to be clear, as long as the two didn't decide the winner, it wouldn't affect his plan.

The chivalrous man waited for a while, and when he saw that the people on the top of the entire mountain, their eyes were on the two people in the field, he knew that the plan could be carried out.

Immediately, the chivalrous man found a slightly eye-catching position and made a rather bizarre move.

As he gave the signal to make a move, the people around him who had just gotten the Ten Spices Soft Muscle Scatter quickly took action.

They opened the paper ball, revealing the powder inside, and began to wander around the perimeter of the mountaintop.

As they walked, the ten-spice soft tendon powder in their hands drifted away with the wind, filling the entire mountaintop.

As the saying goes, people have misses and horses have stumbled, there are too many chivalrous men, and there are many people on the top of the mountain at the moment, in the case of many people, one or two of them will inevitably be found because of accident.

The first to notice that something was wrong was a middle-aged monk in Shaolin Temple, who saw a person walking past him, holding out a paper ball in his hand and waving something.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, the monk roared directly and rushed over.

"Huh? What's the situation? ”

The middle-aged monk's movements made the disciples of the six factions standing next to him look at him together, and they didn't understand why the monk of Shaolin Temple was angry for no reason.

In fact, this middle-aged monk is not angry, but full of murderous intentions and can't find a place to release, after all, he witnessed the death of the three senior monks of Shaolin Temple in the hands of Tang Feng, and they can't do anything, just ask the Shaolin Temple disciples present, who is not angry?

The man who deserved the chivalrous man was unlucky, and he put on the appearance of being a thief, and just hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Huh?" The middle-aged monk wanted to pounce to take down the other party, but he fell to the ground in an instant, and then he only felt that his whole body was sore, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength, and he couldn't even lift his internal strength.

This surprise was not trivial, the middle-aged monk looked at the man from the ground, and shouted with all his might: "Are you poisoning? ”

The monk's voice was like a thunderclap, making the disciples of the six sects around him look at him one after another.

"My body is weak?"

"Oh no, I'm poisoned!"

"Damn, someone poisoned it!"

"I can't use my internal strength."

There was no reaction from everyone, and then around the square, an angry shout rang out.

As if there was a chain reaction, people began to fall to the ground around, at first it was only three or two, and after a few breaths, they fell down one by one, whether it was the people of the six major factions or the people of the Ming Sect, they were all hit at this moment.

"What happened, why did we get poisoned!" There are still people who don't react and don't understand how they got poisoned.

"There is no smell in the air, after poisoning, the whole body is soreness and weakness, and even the internal force can't be raised, damn it, what kind of poison are we in." There are people in the martial arts who know medicine who are so anxious that they grit their teeth, and their brains are sweating.