Zhang Sanfeng was dressed in a white robe, with a clear face and a dusty temperament.

Although he is more than thirty years older than the three monks of Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxu, he does not look old, especially his eyes are as clear as water, and there is a faint flash of warmth and brilliance, which shows that he has an extraordinary cultivation.

He looked at Mo Li, suddenly smiled, and said: "The matter between juniors, why should the abbot master understand it so well, but if the abbot master wants to know Xie Xun's whereabouts, it is easy, the three of you, no, you twelve people go up together, if you win the old way and a half, what do you want to know today, I Wudang must know everything, and there is no end to it!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Zhang Sanfeng has not walked around the rivers and lakes for decades, and there are many heroes present, and even his deeds have only been known about half a claw, let alone seen him do it!

But just by the disciples and grandchildren trained by this great martial arts master, you can get a glimpse of his power.

Now that they are fortunate enough to be able to witness this living martial arts myth in person, what do you make them think?!

Not to mention, the opponent is the Shaolin Temple monk, which of the four great monks is not the top master of the famous rivers and lakes, with one enemy and three, but also with nine disciples, it is undoubtedly a dragon fight!

It's just that the group of heroes is excited, but the three abbots are cold!

How dare they do it with this martial arts myth?

In the past nearly 100 years, there have been no shortage of martial arts masters who have made them think that they are invincible in Shaolin Temple, but once they are committed by this man, the final result is that they are all killed.

A true martial arts sword, no one has come forward in the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, is this record fake? !

Under the Wudang Sword Pavilion, no one dares to bring a blade up the mountain, and it is this true martial arts sword!

The three of them, Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi, broke out in a cold sweat on their palms, and they only felt that today's move to go up the mountain was a bit hasty.

Kong Wen reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "Zhang Zhenren said that he was joking, how dare Lao Wei and other juniors dance with knives and guns in front of real people?" But ......"

He paused, glanced at Mo Li, and then at the disciples behind him, and said, "Why don't you let these disciples in the Lao Qu Temple learn the martial arts skills of this Mo Xiaodao master, how about the real person?" ”

The several disciples he brought were all elite masters in the sect, especially the three monks of the Yuanzi generation, whose martial arts were extraordinary, and the oldest Yuanyin had already opened up the six veins two years ago and entered the realm of first-class masters.

In Kongwen's opinion, although Mo Li's bearing is extraordinary, he is young, and his skills will never be profound, let alone the opponents of his disciples.

The old monk is very calculating, but he miscalculates people.

If you are a step late, you will miss a lot of scenes.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, but before he could speak, the gangs that pointed to the Shaolin faction one by one began to make a noise.

Everyone, you and I are saying that Mo Li's martial arts are strong, but the voices are noisy, and I can only hear the abbot's white eyebrows frowning, I don't understand why so many people want to stop him, just a teenager, looking at the age of only fifteen or sixteen years old, how powerful can he be in martial arts?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xian Yutong had no choice but to say: "Abbot, look at the hair bun and the injuries on He Zhangmen's body." ”

Kong Wen looked over, and He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, who was known for his swordsmanship, had a sword mark on his arm that continued to spill blood, while Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan, had his hair scattered and his image was completely gone.

He was vigilant in his heart and said, "Isn't it all done by this little Taoist?" ”

Xian Yutong smiled bitterly and nodded, but He Taichong looked cold, and he didn't say a word, which was also acquiescence.

Kongwen's pupils shrank, a little boy, really has such great martial arts, and he has lost two masters in a row?!

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Master Abbot, to fight or not to fight?" ”

Naturally, it is not to fight.

The old ones can't beat the old ones, and the small ones can't beat the small ones, but if they don't fight, they just go down the mountain like this, I'm afraid that others will say that they are afraid of the Wudang faction, and the prestige of Shaolin for thousands of years will be ruined in a flash!

He thought for a moment and said, "Lao Qu and the others just want to investigate the past, and they don't have the idea of using force on Wudang Mountain. ”

This is a bit of a laipi, if you can't beat it, you won't go down the mountain, you have to ask for an explanation.

This is also that Wudang is a famous and decent family, and it is not good to tear the skin, otherwise, no one in Shaolin today will want to go down the mountain!

Wudang Seven Heroes had a headache for a while, and they were not afraid to meet those who used force, they were afraid of such soft and hard, seriously speaking, he Wudang was not reasonable, after all, it was Zhang Cuishan who shielded a big devil!

Mo Li looked at Zhang Cuishan, he didn't make a move today to save Xie Xun.

There is a deep blood feud between the two, he will kill Xie Xun with his own hands sooner or later, but today is Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday after all, Wudang has a deep kindness with him, Zhang Sanfeng has a deep friendship with him, and he has taught him martial arts for nearly ten years!

He couldn't watch Zhang Sanfeng's white-haired man send a black-haired man, and he couldn't bear to let the Wudang Seven Heroes be sad because of Zhang Cuishan's death.

Therefore, today is bound to save Zhang Cuishan, and if Zhang Cuishan and his wife do not die, wouldn't Zhang Wuji's fate also change?

Mo was stunned, only to feel that the previous hesitation and fear of changing Zhang Wuji's opportunity dissipated instantly.

For Zhang Wuji, compared to the Demon Sect Leader in the future, he must prefer the years on Wudang Mountain.

In this way, without the matter of feeding on the Han water, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo will be together in the future, which will naturally be much smoother.

Thinking of this, he stroked the hilt of the sword and said indifferently: "Wudang Seven Heroes, learn Shaolin stunts!" ”

When the heroes heard this, there was an uproar again, and they all felt that this kid was crazy!

That's a Shaolin monk, no matter how clever his swordsmanship is, how can he be the opponent of Shaolin?!

However, some people heard the meaning of Mo Li's words, it was the Wudang Seven Heroes who taught Shaolin stunts, not him!

Kong Wen and the others naturally heard the meaning, and he said: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

"Victory, inform Xie Xun's whereabouts; Defeated, leaving Jiuyang Gong behind, go down the mountain. ”

Mo Li looked at Yu Daiyan, there was still Zhang Wuji standing there, and he said, "Third uncle, can I do it for you?" ”

When he heard the three words of Jiuyang Gong, the Wudang Seven Heroes, including Zhang Sanfeng, immediately knew Mo Li's plan, and in the past, Jueyuan passed on the three of them in a book, and Zhang Sanfeng told them more than once.

"Okay, good, today's Wudang Seven Heroes vs. Shaolin Monks, how can I miss Yu Daiyan!"

Yu Daiyan said with some excitement: "Li'er, you can do it for me!" ”

Wudang Seven Heroes, the real martial arts seven interception formation, invincible in the world!

Kong Wen didn't know about the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, he was stunned, then looked at Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao, and said, "What this little Taoist chief said may represent Wudang?" ”

Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "He is my descendant disciple, and his words and deeds are all my intentions!" ”

Speaking of this, Song Yuanqiao paused, looked around at the group of heroes present, and said loudly: "If there are heroes present who are not convinced, you can fight against my seven brothers with the Shaolin monks, as long as you win, Xie Xun will give the news with both hands, if you are defeated, I hope you can keep the appointment and go down the mountain!" ”

Song Yuanqiao is the head of Wudang, and the weight of his words is different!

When the monks of Shaolin Temple heard this, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, and secretly said that Wudang was so big!

Seven people challenged all the masters present, are they really Zhang Sanfeng?!

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