From afar, Liu Cheng could hear the noise coming from Wudang Mountain.

"Presumptuous!"

With a loud shout, the voices stopped instantly.

"It's unreasonable, you don't take our Wudang seriously. I am a famous and decent family, how can I allow you to mess around here! Don't think I don't know the purpose of your trip to Wudang Mountain. ”

When Liu Cheng went up the mountain, he saw a young Taoist priest who was younger than Song Yuanqiao and others, pointing at the Shaolin abbot and shouting: "And you Shaolin, in the name of fake blood feud, in fact, you want to get the Dragon Slayer Knife, the supreme treasure of martial arts!" ”

Kongwen's face changed several times in an instant, and he shouted coldly: "The first priority of the monks is to quit greed, and you directly accuse me of Shaolin coveting the dragon slaying knife, which is disrespectful!" ”

"Hmph......" The young Taoist priest sneered and said, "Old monk, I broke my words, and I was angry!" ”

Kong Wen said a little angrily: "Presumptuous! ”

"Don't yell at me, what's so great about your Shaolin faction, and our Wudang faction will be afraid of you? If you're not convinced, if you want to fight, come here! As he spoke, the young Taoist priest rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight Shaolin.

"Smack! Syllable! ......" Liu Cheng clapped his palms from afar, and said with a smile: "That's right, if Shaolin wants to bully the young with more and sell the old with the old, Liu will help you." ”

All the martial arts people turned back to see who was so loud, and they were actually like the martial arts Taoist priests, who didn't put Shaolin in their eyes, and many of them who had been to Quanzhen hurriedly got out of the way and opened a way for Liu Cheng.

Those who don't know Liu Cheng. After seeing the movements of these people, they also hurriedly retreated to the side.

"Who is this man? So arrogant. didn't even pay attention to Shaolin. ”

"I don't know what to do."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"When I saw them retreat, I retreated."

"Idiot. I don't even know the real people of the Quanzhen Sect, so I'm not afraid of death? ”

……

"It's you! Why are you here to fight? Seeing Liu Cheng walk out, Kongwen's face instantly turned darker than the dark clouds before the storm, and his eyes continued to flicker with strange light, looking particularly hideous.

"What? You can come when you hear it, but I can't come here? Today is Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, what are you making trouble here? On Wudang, he also hid swords, and he was really a waste of evil intentions. ”

"Who is hiding the sword, Xuantong Zhenren, although you are strong in martial arts. But you can't slander us indiscriminately. Kunlun He Taichong said with some jumps, just because Liu Cheng's gaze kept sweeping over their Kunlun, as if he was saying that Kunlun was a waste.

"Master He, this is to ask Liu for advice?"

"Xuantong is a real person with strong martial arts, He Mou knows that he is invincible, but it is a bit too much to slander us like this."

"Slander?" Liu Cheng sneered, and as soon as his internal qi was lucky, he had already flashed quickly past the disciples of Kunlun, waiting for Liu Cheng to stop. The belts around the waists of the people had been torn off, and they saw short swords and short swords, but all kinds of weapons were complete.

"And now? Or is it slander? ”

He Taichong and the others suddenly looked dark, and they couldn't beat them. Now that the little tricks of himself and others have been pierced in person, this makes He Taichong have more secret hatred for Liu Cheng. It's just that he has a dark temperament, but he won't show it to his face.

"Xuantong! Today, all the people from the rivers and lakes come to Wudang. is to find the whereabouts of Xie Xun and avenge the blood feud ten years ago. Are you mixing like this now, do you want to be the enemy of the entire martial arts? Kong Wen looked at Liu Cheng's appearance, and suddenly felt angry, he was moody on weekdays, but today he was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to scold Liu Cheng.

"Don't give Liu such a big hat, I don't care what you want to do, but I'll keep this one, and you can do whatever you want." Saying that, Liu Cheng suddenly came to Kongwen's side, leaned over and sneered: "Also, old monk, you still can't represent martial arts, don't say anything that is an enemy of martial arts at every turn." ”

"You ......" Kongwen pointed at Liu Cheng, shook his body, blew his beard and stared for a long time, but he couldn't make a come.

Ignoring the empty old monk, Liu Chengjing went to Zhang Sanfeng's side, reached into his arms, took out a small bottle from the storage space, and said: "Today is your 100th birthday of Taoist friends, Liu came in a hurry but did not bring any gifts, this is a little local specialty, if the real person likes it, he will stay, and if he doesn't like it, he will throw it away." ”

"Daoyou is polite, it's good for people to come, and what gifts do you prepare?" As he spoke, he casually took the jade bottle in Liu Cheng's hand, and as soon as Pu started it, Zhang Sanfeng felt that there was something liquid inside, but it was strange, so he asked Song Yuanqiao on the side to put it away.

Who knew that Yu Daiyan, the three heroes on the side, saw Liu Cheng coming, and was excitedly preparing to step forward, but accidentally bumped into Song Yuanqiao's arm, and the jade bottle held by Song Yuanqiao almost flew sideways, but the cork was taken off by the hand.

A scent of flowers overflowed in an instant, and some people who were originally just sending a small bottle to Liu Cheng and pointing at them were suddenly a little dumbfounded. This strange fragrance alone has already made everyone think that it must be a treasure of heaven and earth, but they all sighed at Liu Cheng's generosity.

"This ...... Could this be the jade bee syrup of the Tomb Sect? Zhang Sanfeng asked with some uncertainty.

"Oh? Has a real person ever seen this thing? ”

"When Poor Dao was still young, he was fortunate to have the guidance of Yang Daxia, the Condor Hero, this jade bee pulp was made of the nectar of a hundred flowers raised by Yang Daxia's wife, Long Senior, but Poor Dao was lucky to taste some."

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly went to find a piece of silk, re-corked the bottle, and collected the jade bee pulp into a box, and went to the Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, in front of Zixiao Palace, a strange scenery appeared.

Many martial arts people will be surrounded by water, and in the middle, Zhang Sanfeng and Liu Cheng, an old man and a young man, are talking happily.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu hugged Zhang Wuji, who followed Chen Youliang and the three up the mountain, and asked for warmth.

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly ran towards the Zixiao Palace, busy placing the jade bee jelly.

Yu Daiyan came to Liu Cheng's side, with a grateful look on his face, but it was Liu Cheng who left the black jade intermittent ointment, so that his limbs could be sound, which was a little deeper than that of his life-saving benefactor.

Yu Lianzhou, who was on the side, was constantly transforming his palms into tiger claws, constantly patrolling the crotches of many monks, Taoist priests, and old men, seemingly thinking about who to use the tiger claws on.

Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu found Chen Youliang, Zhang Bixian, and Zhang Dingbian, and chatted quietly on the side.

The people of the two major sects of Quanzhen Wudang regard the disciples of many sects such as Shaolin, Kunlun, and Kongtong, who are the top names on the rivers and lakes, as if they were nothing.

Straight to the side, watching all this Kongwen, He Taichong, Kongtong Wulao and others, they were angry. (To be continued......)