From the very beginning, Song Xing didn't plan to explain the ins and outs of Wangpanshan Island to these mixed people in the rivers and lakes.

Because he knows the inferior nature of people, these people are different from Wudang and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, and most of the people gathered here actually have nothing to do with those gangs at all.

The reason why they gathered here was purely for the whereabouts of the Dragon Slayer Knife, no matter whether Song Xing said what happened to Wang Panshan Island or not, these people would not give up.

Song Xing will go to Wudang Mountain next, and he will not be in the Haisha Gang most of the time, so it is necessary to end this matter at the end and settle it once and for all.

How to understand, naturally let these people not dare!

When the Heavenly Eagle Sect snatched the Dragon Slaying Knife, why did it hold a sword raising conference openly, but no one dared to rob it?

Naturally, it's because the Aquila Sect is ruthless and evil enough!

And now Song Xing, what he has to do is to be more ruthless and evil than the Heavenly Eagle Sect!

On the official road, three horses are galloping by!

Sitting immediately were Song Xing and Yu Lianzhou, who were preparing to go to Wudang Mountain from Lin'an Mansion.

Looking at Song Xing's back in front of him, even though three days had passed, Mo Shenggu behind Yu Lianzhou still looked at Song Xing's gaze with a certain shock.

Since Zhang Sanfeng's reform thirty years ago, the Wudang faction has greatly reorganized the fist and swordsmanship of the whole faction, and embarked on a violent and spicy road.

Although Mo Shenggu is young, he has undergone extremely rigorous training in Wudang, and after a lot of actual combat, he is used to seeing life and death, and his combat effectiveness is far from being comparable to that of other famous and decent disciples.

But that day, I was still surprised to see Song Xing single-handedly slaughter the entire Jianghu sect outside Lin'an Mansion with a Yanling knife.

You must know that although the hundreds of people on that day did not have people from the six major sects, the strength of the dozens of sects joining forces was comparable to one of the six major sects.

So when Song Xing slaughtered those Jianghu people who didn't know how to restrain and made a big fuss, Mo Shenggu could see that even King Yin Ye was a lot more polite to Song Xing.

"In this way, this person can also be regarded as the public enemy of those sects!"

Mo Shenggu looked at Song Xing's riding figure and sighed.

The young man's heart was undecided, and seeing that Song Xing dealt with this matter with such violent means, Mo Shenggu, who was originally a little arrogant in his heart, inexplicably began to appreciate Song Xing a little more.

What's more, Song Xing is still a good friend of Zhang Cuishan.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang, like brothers, are friends of Fifth Brother Zhang, and they are friends of Wudang.

Wudang is not close to Lin'an Mansion, Yu Lianzhou and the others are worried about the whereabouts of Zhang Cuishan, and they have almost no rest when they are quick to whip up, and the original ten-day journey was driven to Wudang Mountain by them in seven days.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, next to the Jiejian Stone, two majestic and simple peaks stand, majestic and magnificent, majestic and majestic, which makes people look up.

Looking up at the demeanor of Wudang Mountain, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

On the order of the master, he went to Lin'an Mansion to protect the Longmen Dart Bureau, who knew that the road was bumpy, and the matter was not completed, and the fifth junior brother disappeared inexplicably, and he didn't know how to face Zhang Sanfeng later.

The three of them hurriedly went up the mountain, and soon met the Taoist boy from the mountain, and stopped to salute Yu Lianzhou.

"Uncle Yu, Uncle Mo!"

"Excuse me, is Master on the mountain?" Yu Lianzhou hurriedly asked in his mouth.

Dao Tong replied, "The master is in the Zixiao Palace. ”

When Song Xing saw Zhang Sanfeng, the image he saw was different from what he imagined, although Zhang Sanfeng in front of him was ninety years old, he was plump and burly, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard like a halberd.

When he saw Yu Lianzhou walking into Zixiao Palace and kneeling in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng squinted his eyes and said, "Lianzhou, what's wrong?" ”

When he heard that Yu Lianzhou told the story of what had happened in Lin'an Mansion in recent days, and said that Zhang Cuishan had disappeared on Wangpanshan Island, Rao was Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation for decades, and he couldn't maintain the fluctuations in his heart, and his face showed a sad look.

He got up and thanked Song Xingdao behind Yu Lianzhou: "Old Dao thanked Xiaoyou for reporting the news thousands of miles." ”

Song Xing bowed slightly and returned the salute, looking at this legendary Taoist master with some curiosity, but this look made his expression change slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had lived for ninety, had already had a clear heart, and when he saw Song Xing's expression, his eyes also showed a look of astonishment, and then he instructed Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou behind him: "Yuanqiao, your junior brother is running all the way, you take them down to rest." Song Xiaoyou wants to know more about the trickery, so let's talk to him. ”

After a few people retreated, Zhang Sanfeng touched his long beard and asked tentatively: "Xiaoyou guessed before that Wangpanshan Island was swallowed by strange things, and they have no worries about their lives in Cuishan for the time being, how sure are they?" ”

Song Xing glanced at Zhang Sanfeng deeply, and then said: "Fifty percent of it, but after all, I have less contact with tricks, and I can't compare to real people." ”

Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Strange things, Lao Dao has lived for ninety years, and he has indeed seen more strange things than Xiaoyou, and Wudang Mountain also has a lot of books about strange things, I don't know what Xiaoyou wants to know?" ”

In the main hall, a wordless aura permeated the two of them, and Zhang Sanfeng, who had finished speaking, looked at Song Xing like this.

Song Xing was silent for a moment, his eyes revealed a little puzzlement, and he said slowly: "Before coming to Wudang, I never thought that the generation of strange people who are famous in martial arts, Sanfeng Zhenren, would also be a strange thing? ”

The founding patriarch of the Wudang faction, created his own Taijiquan and Taiji sword, carried forward the Wudang faction and became famous.

If this passage is spread out, it will inevitably set off stormy waves in the rivers and lakes, and even spread out of this Zixiao Palace, Song Xing can't even think about going down to Wudang Mountain!

Hearing Song Xing's words, Zhang Sanfeng first looked at him expressionlessly, and then said with a smile after a while: "It seems that Lao Dao was not wrong just now, you can really see some things that they can't see in the far bridge." ”

Under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu in Zixiao Palace, Zhang Sanfeng's momentum in an instant made Song Xing secretly surprised in his heart.

is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for 90 years, and his internal strength cultivation alone crushes all the sects in the rivers and lakes.

If it is said that Xie Xun slaughtered all sides on Wangpanshan Island and regarded the heroes of Jiangnan as nothing, the momentum that Zhang Sanfeng showed just now was enough to crush the heroes in the world!

Song Xing faced Zhang Sanfeng's momentum, the expression on his face was not shocked, and he was secretly looking at him with the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique.

In the dark gray world, all of Zhang Sanfeng's confidence was seen by Song Xing.

"I see, I thought that Mr. Zhu Da was the first to discover the existence that people and tricks can be combined, but I didn't expect that you were already ahead of him."

Song Xing was a little surprised, in his eyes, Zhang Sanfeng's physical body was still a human body, but it had a strange aura. On closer inspection, most of the trickery in his body came from a small dark red sword inserted into his body!

Song Xing's eyesight is excellent, and he can even see the word Zhenwu on the hilt of the sword!

True Martial Sword!

The sword of Zhang Sanfeng, the founding ancestor of the Wudang faction, is ancient in form and extremely sharp.

Zhang Sanfeng used it in middle age to sweep away the evil spirits and shock the rivers and lakes, but in his later years, he rarely used it and has been enshrined in the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

When he saw Song Xing's gaze on the Zhenwu Sword enshrined in front of the statue of the True Martial Emperor behind him, Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "It seems that Xiaoyou really saw it!" (End of chapter)