"Are you trying to stop us?" Bai Sanyi took the lead and took a step forward, in fact, he looked at Song Yuanqiao, who had already been famous among first-class masters for a long time.

"Yes and what." Song Yuanqiao may have been dizzy from anger, and he also lost his usual cultivation and wisdom, and blurted out.

"That can only be blamed for Bai Sanduo's offense." Bai San pulled out two double swords hanging from his waist with both hands, which were a few points shorter than ordinary long swords.

"It's impossible for me to let an enemy of Wudang leave Wudang so easily." Perhaps to give himself a reason, Song Yuanqiao also casually pulled out a long sword from the hand of an inner disciple and pointed it directly at Bai San.

"Then we'll see if you can watch us." Bai San said arrogantly, and with a kick of his feet, he glided towards Song Yuan Bridge.

"Good time." Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up, and he also stepped forward.

The two met in the air, the three swords intersected, no matter up and down, you came and went, and after more than a dozen moves, they slowly descended from the air.

This is not an ordinary sparring, this is a battle with his life, so Bai San is a cautious, and after dozens of moves, it is a battle without stepping forward.

But after all, Bai San's time to learn Wudang swordsmanship is relatively short, and he has not practiced Song Yuanqiao for most of his life, and his internal strength is completely crushed. In a small mistake after a hundred moves, he was directly stabbed into the abdomen by Song Yuanqiao's sword, and then was knocked to the ground by Song Yuanqiao's palm.

"Poof!!" Bai San was knocked down at Song Qingshu's feet and squirted a mouthful of old blood.

"You should be a traitor of the Demon Sect, and you actually instigated the disciples of Wudang to break away from Wudang, so as to reach the point of heavy damage to Wudang, today I will kill you as a traitor for the ancestor of Wudang." Song Qingshu saw that Bai San had lost the ability to resist under his feet, and his face was hideous, and he raised his sword with first-degree guilt to stab him.

"No !!" The disciples who followed behind Bai San roared in surprise and anger, and they all wanted to fly to save Bai San, but unfortunately, everything was too far away, and it was impossible to catch up in time, and everyone's faces were gloomy with loss of hope, it can be said that to avenge the 'dead' wolf, Bai San's talent is indispensable, but now Bai San is facing the threat of death, and everyone is covered with a gray veil in their hearts.

"Hahaha." Song Qingshu looked up to the sky and stabbed at Bai San's neck with a mocking sword.

"Enough!" A roar from far to far spread throughout Wudang, and the anger in the voice burned everyone like a fire.

Bang.

Song Yuanqiao was directly hit on the pillar of the lobby by a palm, and the blood spit out without money, but Song Qingshu's resentful eyes at first quickly transformed into the appearance of a weak force.

"Master!" "Master." Song Yuanqiao and Wudang disciples both bowed their heads and shouted respectfully.

"Hmph." Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves and snorted angrily.

"Song Yuanqiao, privately attack the disciples of Wudang, and the mountain behind Wudang will be forbidden for a month."

"Song Qingshu, with a vicious mind, framed Wudang disciples several times and demoted him to an ordinary disciple."

"Little friend, you can be satisfied." Zhang Sanfeng didn't wait for Song Yuanqiao to speak, and directly pulled Bai San into an internal force, and then asked Bai San with a calm face.

"The head is good, everything handled by the head is in good condition, Bai San doesn't dare to say more, but Bai San swears, then there is no way back." Bai San was pulled up by Zhang Sanfeng and entered a pure internal force, and replied with a slightly good face.

"It's natural, and I don't mean to stop you." Zhang Sanfeng pulled Bai San up and said as it should be.

Just when everyone didn't care, Zhang Sanfeng said with a slight movement of his lips: "Boy, I will let you go down the mountain, you should practice martial arts hard, and I will avenge Wuji as soon as possible." ”

Under Bai San's shocked eyes, Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves, and Bai San was pushed to the outer disciples.

"Disciple Bai San, I take my leave here." Bai Shan didn't say anything, just knelt down, kowtowed, and said seriously.

Bai San left, without a trace of hesitation, and when he left, he deliberately glanced at Song Qingshu, his eyes couldn't see much emotion, only a murderous aura.

"Master." Song Yuanqiao stepped forward and whispered.

"Call me the head of the house in the future." Zhang Sanfeng said directly without hesitation.

"Hmph, I'm seriously studying the Tai Chi swordsmanship, and I found that you turned the entire Wudang upside down, and Wuji actually died." When he said that the wolf died, Zhang Sanfeng was inexplicably old but felt that the most important thing in Tai Chi was mentality, and Zhang Sanfeng's heart was already messed up at this moment.

"Zhou Zhiruo, what are you still doing here." Zhang Sanfeng tried his best to say angrily as a ninja himself.

"Disciple Zhou Zhiruo, I just came to say goodbye, how do I know that I met" Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to say more.

"Okay, I know goodbye, you can go." Zhang Sanfeng directly interrupted Zhou Zhiruo's words and said ruthlessly.

"Yes." Zhou Zhiruo bowed respectfully, glanced at Song Qingshu and left.

As for Song Qingshu, who was hit to the ground with a palm, he fell there in pain in the end and didn't get up. Zhang Sanfeng didn't have the heart to check, and directly said to Song Yuanqiao with his back hand: "I still want to study Tai Chi swordsmanship, you choose a reliable disciple to be in charge of Wudang, and go to the back mountain to confinement yourself." ”

"Yes." After a period of buffering, Song Yuanqiao's brain also returned to a calm state, and he replied in a deep voice.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything more, under the sad mood, he didn't want to talk to anyone more, 100 years old, his beloved disciple was killed, leaving a wolf, and after eight years of getting along, but it was another retreat, a bizarre death, Zhang Sanfeng's pain, who can understand.

Of course, the wolf didn't feel anything, and at this moment it turned out to be a teleportation to the outside of Wudang Mountain, walking along a path.

"Come out." As he walked, the wolf stopped, turned his head to look at the other place, and said calmly.

There was a sound of footsteps, and I saw a beautiful woman with her feet locked by chains and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, pushing away the blocking grass in front of her and walking out cautiously.

'Xiao Zhao, you finally appeared. The corner of the wolf's mouth hooked and stared at the red-clothed Xiao Zhao who came out.

", you are looking at it." Xiao Zhao said with a cold face, covering his bloodstained abdomen with one hand.

"Girl, you and I met for the first time, but why did you say so about me." The wolf said casually in amusement.

"Hmph, that day I was on the fence and saw you and a group of Wudang disciples doing obscene things." Xiao Zhao said in a bad tone.

"Girl, I was killed by them that day, and I did it on purpose, and if you continue to watch, you will know that they did it on purpose." The wolf said directly.

"Hmph, who knows if what you said is true or not." Xiao Zhao said a little speechlessly. After all, that day, Xiao Zhao was too ashamed of this incident and did not continue to peek.

"The truth and falsehood have been verified by God, dare to ask the girl who you are and what you do in Wudang." The wolf said in a tone that I am the master here.

"Me."