Hundreds of troops looked at Zhang Sanfeng, whose clothes were stained with blood, but they didn't dare to step forward, because the blood was all his enemy's.

He, who has fought until now, has not been injured, and his true power has been added to a hundred years, which is really terrifying to the limit, not like mortals.

"Humph!"

Zhang Sanfeng stepped out in one step, the pure yang true power surged, and the century-old true power burst out together.

Almost instantly, a three-zhang tall Red Flame Divine Palm swept out, sweeping those elite soldiers and strong generals away, and with this blow, killed hundreds of elite soldiers!

At this time, on Wudang Mountain, Song Yuanqiao and the extermination master were already speechless.

Especially Song Yuanqiao, his face changed, his own master was so powerful? Single-handedly fighting against thousands of Yuan troops, as well as the four masters of Mongolia, was so easy?

"Song Daxia, Master Ling, he is really a great master who has never been born in the past!"

The exterminator said convincingly.

At the beginning, the Emei faction attacked her, but there were only three or four hundred elite soldiers, but in that situation, his Emei faction couldn't resist it, she tried her best to kill the enemy, and only killed a hundred Mongolian elite soldiers, which is already very powerful.

The exterminator sighed too, and there was something incredible in his eyes, "It stands to reason that Zhang Zhenren is already a hundred years old, but I didn't expect that under such a high-intensity attack, he didn't show any fatigue at all, could it be that Zhang Zhenren has really become an immortal?"

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly, "Master has always been unfathomable, back then, when I walked the rivers and lakes with Master, Master had never encountered an opponent, only after the battle with the Hundred Damaged Daoists, he was injured a little, but I didn't expect that over the years, my skills have become more and more refined!"

The exterminator is too deeply touched, and when her strength has increased greatly, she can only kill a hundred elite soldiers.

originally thought that he and Zhang Sanfeng were already very close, but I didn't expect that the gap between the two was still like a moat!

After killing all the Yuan soldiers and Tartars under Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng let out a deep breath.

There was a hint of exhaustion on his face, the war had been fought for so long, even if he was really invincible in the world, after all, he was also old, and he was already a little overwhelmed!

Zhang Sanfeng walked in front of an inconspicuous tree under Wudang Mountain, and looked at Ah San, who was already dying, with only incoming qi and no outgoing qi, and an invisible true power came out of his body and entered Ah San's body.

With this real power, Ah San's breathing gradually stabilized, Zhang Sanfeng mentioned Ah San, jumped in his footsteps, and soon came to the mountain.

"Yuanqiao, this is the culprit who hit your third junior brother hard, that is, the only surviving disciple of the Vajra Sect, Ah San, but now he is a waste, you can leave it to Dai Yan to dispose of."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, "I understand, I'll let the third child deal with it"

"But Master, is there anything wrong?"

Song Yuanqiao said worriedly that Zhang Sanfeng was like a father in his heart, and of course he didn't want to see his father get hurt.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly and looked at the extinction desk and Song Yuanqiao, "I'm fine, it's just that I'm fighting viciously one after another, and I'm a little weak."

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, the worry on his face slowly dissipated, but there was still a solemnity that did not dissipate, the Yuan army was menacing, and he was not completely safe in Wudang Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, I only heard Zhang Sanfeng say again, "Yuanqiao, seal the gate of Wudang Mountain, send Wudang disciples, strictly inspect, and report in time as soon as there is a movement of the Yuan soldiers, as a teacher, you are going to retreat!"

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly to Song Yuanqiao, without the slightest hesitation, he directly entered the Zhenwu Hall and began to retreat, he had deep internal strength, although he was tired, but he still had the spirit!

"There are still more than two months left, and then it will be a battle with Ba Si Pa, this battle, I will annihilate the four masters of Ruyang Wangfu and thousands of yuan troops, they must be afraid and dare not come in a short time, that Ba Si Pa, as a generation of great masters, will naturally not break his promise, and the rest is to cultivate hard to enhance his strength!"

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng once again fell into penance, but under the mountain, it set off a large wave.

"Wudang Zhang Zhenren, at the age of 100, killed thousands of Yuan troops and the four masters of Mongolia at the foot of Wudang Mountain, the first person in martial arts, and he really deserves his reputation!"

"The six major sects of martial arts in the Central Plains, three of them have been destroyed, and the Shaolin Temple has not been sealed, which is really a shame for martial arts!"

"Wudang Mountain in the face of a strong enemy, not afraid of killing the enemy, heroic, greatly frustrated the prestige of Mongolia, as the first major faction of my Central Plains martial arts, above the Shaolin Temple. ”

At the foot of the mountain, the martial arts people kept talking, but between the words, there was only one meaning.

That is, Shaolin Temple is no longer worthy of being the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, and the new leader should be Wudang Mountain, Wudang faction Zhang Zhenren!

On the Tianshan Mountain, Ba Sipa's eyes were deep, and his face, which had not changed in the slightest, appeared with a solemn look for the first time.

"Alone against the thousands of elites of my Yuan army, kill the deer staff with one move, Ah Da, Ah Er, and hit Ah San hard, are you all seeing it with your own eyes?"

Under Ba Sipa, Sange half-knelt on the ground, "All this is what the disciple has seen with his own eyes, there is no half-falsehood, especially the Taiji diagram, which is broad and profound, disciple, I don't understand!"

Sanger said truthfully that when Zhang Sanfeng was killing all sides, he was quietly watching from the side of the valley.

He didn't make a move, he knew that once he made a move, there would be no way to live, Zhang Sanfeng would kill him directly.

"Taijitu?"

Phag-pa frowned!

"It's a pattern of yin and yang, and when the disciple sees it, his heart shakes, and he can't settle down at all."

"Oh?"

The solemn look on Paspa's face became even more intense.

"Then after the war, what did he perform, but how weak did he look?"

"The disciple looked at him, but he was just a little weak, after all, he was over 100 years old, and he was 100 years old, and his vitality was not there."

Ba Si Pa shook his head, "You step down, during this time, recuperate with peace of mind, don't go to Wudang Mountain again, this Zhang Sanfeng is really powerful, then wait for two months, I will fight with him and Kunlun Mountain!"

When Sange retreated, Phags-pa reopened his eyes, and in them, like the boundless darkness of the night, was pitch black, dark, and unfathomable.

"I don't know, it's his Taiji Tu strong, or my Dafa that hits the heavens and the earth is powerful."

Pas-pa muttered, a gust of green wind blowing, and his figure had disappeared.

At this time, under the mountain, the Central Plains Ming Sect was in great power, sweeping away wave after wave of Yuan troops.

The strength is strong, and among the Ming Sect, there is another person who is very outstanding, named Zhu Yuanzhang, and his art of war is extremely exquisite.

There were only a few thousand troops under his hands, and the Yuan soldiers who were killed were terrified and did not dare to approach, and they were famous in the Ming Sect!

Sitting on the Forgotten Peak, Yang Xiao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang under him, and sighed slightly, "From now on, you will leave the Ming Sect, and your brothers can also be taken away." ”