Uncle Tai didn't answer, he would lose if he said too much, so he wouldn't give the other party any chance, once he was besieged, it would be more difficult to break out of the siege.

He was not hurt, but rushed forward as if nothing had happened, and the attack was even more violent.

In the past, I don't know how many battles of life and death I have experienced, and injuries are commonplace, not to mention that I am not injured now.

Zhuo Yuncheng burst into a loud shout, his face became hideous, he had already revealed his defeated appearance, he did not advance but retreated, it seemed that he was going to fight to the death, the sword became fierce in an instant, but his face became more and more pale.

Ding-dong, the two fought fast, and exchanged more than 20 blows.

only heard a pop, the scene changed abruptly, and Zhuo Yuncheng was knocked out by Uncle Tai's sword.

Zhuo Yuncheng's fierce offensive that broke out in a short period of time did make Uncle Tai scorch for a while, but as soon as this sharp qi passed, the movements began to be scattered.

At this time, it was Uncle Tai's turn to perform.

I saw that his steel long sword, under the operation of the internal force, danced like a drifting leaf and willow, first slashed on Zhuo Yuncheng's shoulder, the sharp sword qi wrapped around the blade and unloaded his arm, and then a sword stabbed Zhuo Yuncheng's heart, and then the long sword shook, with a collapse force.

Zhuo Yuncheng's body fell out with the force of the sword.

He who dies can't die anymore!

"Uncle!"

The disciples of Wudang Mountain were overwhelmed with grief and indignation, and pounced, their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Taishu Zhi with a long sword shining with cold light, they wanted to avenge Zhuo Yuncheng.

Uncle Tai let out a long roar, and sounded in a deep voice: "The disciples of the Wudang faction are all stupid donkeys and stupid people, my Demon Sect laughed at the Wudang cheats, hahaha......"

The body shuttles rapidly. Like ghosts, they passed past these Wudang disciples. The sword flickered. It seemed to be curved and straight, flickering left and right, and eight disciples died in an instant, opening the gap, and the figure flew towards it like a big bird, and rushed away in the dark.

An angry shout suddenly sounded: "Traitor, leave the Wudang cheats!" ”

One with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, three long whiskers. Wearing a black and white Taoist robe, an old Taoist priest with a group of immortal wind and bones, stormed out. It is the head of Wudang, Mu Dao.

At this time, he was already furious.

A disaster without vain, it is really a disaster without reason.

Originally, he was about to go to the prince of Nanwang to discuss joining the small group, but who would have thought that before he left, such a thing happened tonight. In the middle of the night, he was defending such a dense Wudang Mountain, and such a thing happened!

Who is the other party, why did he want to mutilate the disciples of Wudang, is it really the remnants of the Demon Sect as he said.

The remnants of the Demon Sect have not appeared for decades, why are they appearing at this moment!

I just learned that Wudang encountered a thief. He went straight to the Scripture Pavilion and saw a mess. and the empty bookshelves, most of the books in the entire Wudang Scripture Pavilion have disappeared.

Hundreds of them!

This person is simply hateful, why don't he steal but only steal the secret books of the scripture pavilion!

This person is definitely prepared, and the clear goal is to hide the books in the Golden Pavilion, and such a clear goal must be instructed by someone. What does the other party want to do, is this to empty the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Wudang!

Who can bear it, who can't bear it!

It's just too deceitful, no matter who the other party is, he steals martial arts cheats so blatantly, he simply doesn't take Wudang in his eyes.

For hundreds of years, since Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng founded the Wudang School, he has never suffered such humiliation!

It's a great shame, if the secret book of the Wudang faction is really stolen and the news spreads to the rivers and lakes, it will be laughed at by the world, and the Wudang faction can't afford to lose such a person!

"Give me my life!"

The wooden road man roared wildly, and his body swept over, as fast as a flash of smoke, and swooped straight over, chasing after Uncle Tai, interspersed left and right, and did not hit an object.

He directly used Wudang's mastery "Leaving No Trace for a Thousand Miles".

It's getting faster and closer.

Uncle Tai frantically operated the light skills of Peach Blossom Island, but he could never get rid of the wooden road people behind him.

It's close.

One Zhang......

Five-foot ......

Three-foot ......

The distance is fast approaching.

Mu Daoren saw Uncle Tai's back, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he wondered in his heart, since it was a secret book of the Scripture Pavilion, then why was there no package or other things, it was hundreds of secret books, why was this person empty-handed, could it be that there were other people who couldn't do it.

Yes, there must have been other people who would not have moved away so quickly.

It is very likely that this person is attracting the attention of the Wu-Tang Clan, so that the other people can retreat.

Anyway, someone has to bear his wrath!

If you can't find anyone else, let's go there and go under the knife!

Mu Daoren flew up in the air, the whole body was full of internal qi swimming, hunting in robes, no wind automatically, both hands were slapped, the palm wind was loud, the wind was exhaling, the strong and extreme palm wind wrapped his palms, and he shot towards Uncle Tai fiercely!

This blow Mu Dao people used all their strength, he hated the other party for breaking into Wudang Mountain at night, he hated the other party for killing so many Wudang disciples in a row, and he hated the Wudang that he had worked so hard to manage, and it would suddenly become difficult for him to accept!

The centuries-old inheritance of Wudang will be ridiculed in his hands!

So this blow, he used the strength of the twelfth layer, it was like a landslide, and as soon as he came up, he used Wudang's peerless "Earthquake Mountain Iron Palm".

Uncle Tai ran wildly at high speed, but he couldn't get rid of the wooden road man, he suddenly felt the crazy killing intent behind him, and the incomparable strength of the strong column, and knew that the wood road man behind him was going to move seriously.

He knew that he couldn't dodge this blow at all, so he simply put the "Flying Flocculent Strength" into operation, and at the same time, the "Nine Dragons Lion Gong" operated wildly, running to the extreme.

At this time, he ran wildly in a panic, and actually came to the edge of the cliff, and he was running for his life along the steep slope of Wudang Mountain.

Mu Daoren's palms were wrapped in a strong palm force, and they were fiercely imprinted on Uncle Tai's back.

The "Flying Floc Strength" immediately unfolded, and a strange strength of the silk and soft emerged, frantically dissolving the palm power of the Iron Palm of the Shaking Mountain, but this palm was extremely ruthless and extremely penetrating.

Originally, this mountain shaking iron palm was a fierce palm, but it was forced to practice by the Mudao people into a realm of rigidity and softness. Half of this blow was resolved, and the other half continued to penetrate into his body, and at this time, the Nine Dragons Lion Gong also ran wildly, the muscles and flesh were condensed, and the internal organs were also wrapped in a breath of energy.

The soft strength of the Zhenshan Iron Palm penetrated through and was offset by the triple force, but the strength of the two layers was still hard to bear by the uncle.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a flush appeared on Uncle Tai's face, and his body swept out with the power of the palm of the wooden man, and swooped straight towards the cliff, and his body flew into the air like a big bird, falling straight down the cliff.

In the end, Uncle Tai turned into a black dot and disappeared into the middle of the cliff.

The wooden man stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes gloomy.

"It turned out to be the Nine Dragons Lion Gong! How can he know the martial arts of my Wudang faction, is it really the remnants of the Demon Sect? ”

Mu Daoren's face was extremely pale, the Nine Dragons Lion Skill was a peerless skill of the Wudang Sect, and it was successfully cultivated by the other party, if it was a Demon Sect, it would be terrible, the leak of Wudang Martial Arts must have been carefully planned by the Demon Sect.

The rivers and lakes are about to make waves again.

Damn, I've been planning for so many years, and in the end, I still put Wudang in a dangerous situation. (To be continued.) )