"Senior Brother Xianyu, Zhu Mou told you a long time ago that Ling Zun killed Uncle Bai, and he really deserved it." Zhu Weifeng said helplessly.

"Less nonsense! Good luck to the big boss! Today, let's calculate all the previous accounts, with you without me, with me without you, let's live and die! If you have the ability, you can take Xian Yucheng's life!" Xian Yucheng shouted, suddenly turned around, gave up Zhu Wenyu, split a palm, and attacked Zhu Weifeng.

Zhu Wenyu was originally a little uncomfortable with Xian Yucheng's palm knife, and was dealing with it carefully, so as not to get into trouble, but he didn't know that Xian Yucheng actually gave up himself to attack Zhu Weifeng, and only one of the "desperate knives" Duan Pingwei who made a single knife remained. That section of Pingwei's martial arts was only second-rate, compared to Xian Yu Cheng is quite inferior, but there is also a Zhu Wenyu's chess piece on each of his waist and legs, the blood is flowing, and the body martial arts are greatly reduced, it is really easy to deal with him to Zhu Wenyu, but Zhu Wenyu dodged the knife, and his eyes looked around to see if there was any other movement, and he didn't really fight back for a while.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and when the group of heroes stopped to watch Zhu Wenyu and Zhu Weifeng deal with the two black-clothed sneak attackers, they only heard a few soft sounds, and several black shadows flew down from the cliffs on both sides, directly attacking the last few people standing!

The person who attacked the sneak attack was the "Killer Erlang" Pan Yunde and a few cronies!

It turned out that Pan Yunde was really cunning by nature, he saw from a high place that a few of the leaders of the group were obviously walking in front, as the leader of the leopard team, he deliberately arranged the "sun, moon and blue sky" Xian Yucheng who had martial arts higher than his own Xian Yucheng took Duan Pingwei to attack Zhu Wenyu and others in front, but he led his cronies to attack the disciples of the various factions at the end of the team, and the persimmon picked a soft pinch, not only avoided the heads of the various factions in front, but also if he could kill a few disciples of various factions, he would also be a great achievement.

Walking at the end were a few Shaolin and Wudang disciples, but Mu Yun and Qingfeng instructed their respective disciples to walk at the end to take care of Zhang Wuji's family. Mu Yun Qingfeng also knew that Zhang Wuji was famous all over the world twenty years ago, and he was a top master, and he didn't think twice in the world, but after all, he brought his family, how his wife's martial arts did not know the details, and more importantly, he also brought three children, and if there was any mistake, he would regret it, so he still let the disciples take care of him.

Because the group of heroes in front of them were attacked, the people behind slowly followed, and everyone was already quite close, only to see those black shadows flying down from the cliff, the sword light was Huohuo, the sword light flashed, and they came straight to the tail of the team.

Although the martial arts of several Shaolin Wudang disciples are only second-rate realms, after all, they are from famous families, and they are suddenly attacked at all. "Be careful!" Someone!" A few shouts, have drawn swords and sticks to meet the enemy, there are four or five people coming, led by the "life-threatening Erlang" Pan Yunde, after all, Pan Yunde has a family history, born in the Shaolin side branch, is very familiar with Shaolin martial arts, and has been practicing hard in the mountains for several years, shot ruthlessly, and made a move to the throat of the other party, chest and abdomen, and the Shaolin disciple who met him was caught off guard, and the Qi Mei stick in his hand was directly on Pan Yunde's waist, but the upper body was let go, intending to avoid Pan Yunde's coming sword, who knew that Pan Yunde pounced down from above, a little on his toes, and was in the middle of the tip of the Qi Mei stick, The figure twisted, and it was half a foot closer, and then kicked on the Qi Mei stick, kicking the long stick half a foot away, and the body was a mistake with the force, stretched out his right hand, and made a move of Wei Tuo's swordsmanship, a stab and a sweep, and the tip of the sword was already worthy of passing through the throat of the Shaolin disciple, and it was actually a Shaolin disciple who was killed in one move!

Pan Yunde made a meritorious move, his heart was overjoyed, he flew to the ground, swung his long sword, and found a nearby Wudang disciple to attack again. That Wudang disciple was fighting another man in black, who knew that Pan Yunde would attack from behind? I didn't realize it at all, seeing that Pan Yunde's long sword was close to the heart of the Wudang disciple, he suddenly felt a soft but huge force surging, and the tip of the sword had involuntarily deviated by half a foot, stabbing into the air. Pan Yunde was startled, knowing that he had met a master, the long sword in his hand was withdrawn and retracted, and he turned to look, but he saw a middle-aged scribe-like figure standing in front of him, looking at himself angrily. Who knows that although the martial arts of the people who came with Pan Yunde to attack together, although those Shaolin Wudang disciples were in a hurry, they could barely resist the enemy, but Pan Yunde himself came suddenly, but his martial arts were close to the first-class realm, under the sneak attack, Zhang Wuji had not time to make a move, and he had been killed by Pan Yunde A Shaolin disciple, and he secretly regretted it in his heart, seeing that Pan Yunde still wanted to sneak attack another person from behind, he did not hesitate to shoot, and with a wave of his sleeve, there was already a strong force, swinging Pan Yunde's long sword away, and his long body stopped in front of Pan Yunde.

Zhang Wuji has been in seclusion for more than 20 years, and Pan Yunde has been in the Western Regions for many years, where has he seen this Zhang Wuji? Even if he heard of Zhang Wuji's name, he didn't know each other, and he couldn't recognize who the middle-aged scribe in front of him was, but in this eagerness, Pan Yunde didn't have time to ask, he had just killed a Shaolin disciple in one move, which had made him full of joy, complacent, and confident, where would he care who the person in front of him was? Relying on his martial arts cultivation, which is close to a first-class master, even if he meets the head of the famous martial arts faction in the Central Plains, as long as he is not besieged by several masters, he will definitely be able to escape if he can't beat it, and he won't have any worries about his life.

Under Zhao Min's persuasion, Zhang Wuji originally planned that if Zhu Wenyu and the group could deal with the situation this time, he would not show his body as much as possible, and he would not make a move if he could, but seeing that this "fatal Erlang" Pan Yunde sneaked attack first, and killed a Shaolin disciple with one move, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack another Wudang disciple from behind, it was really shameless, and he was resentful in his heart, and he was already determined to capture this thief, and he must no longer be merciful to such people. Seeing that Pan Yunde's long sword was coming, he didn't avoid it, his left hand led a belt, and Pan Yunde's long sword had involuntarily deviated a few inches, passing by Zhang Wuji's side, Zhang Wuji's right hand was slashed again, drawing a circle, a soft but powerful force was exerted, Pan Yunde's figure had involuntarily turned half a circle, and he had grabbed Zhang Wuji's body less than a foot away, Zhang Wuji's right elbow and arm hit, hitting Pan Yunde's chest, Pan Yunde's chest suddenly felt like a heavy blow, and there were two soft clicks, The ribs in front of his chest had been broken twice, and Zhang Wuji's left hand swept out like lightning, passing between Pan Yunde's chest and abdomen, and sealing Pan Yunde's seven big points from his shoulders to his legs! Pan Yunde screamed "ah", his eyes flashed with all kinds of fear and disbelief, he could be weak, his five fingers were loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground.

It's no wonder that Pan Yunde is so frightened, with his current martial arts cultivation, he is close to the realm of a first-class master, even if he meets the top figures in the Central Plains martial arts face-to-face, the head of a famous faction, at least he can support six or seven moves to be undefeated, how could he ever be like today? Neither a sneak attack nor a trick, but in one move, he has been sealed by the other party and captured alive? And I don't even know how to get caught? What kind of martial arts is this? What kind of master is this? Pan Yunde really felt that he couldn't believe it if he was killed. But whether he believed it or not, his body had collapsed to the ground without any falsehood.

The few black-clothed men over there were still unconsciously still fighting with those Shaolin Wudang disciples, not noticing that Pan Yunde, the leader of their leopard group, had been restrained to the ground in one move. Seeing that there is no new man in black, the Mingwu Mingxun brothers, who were ordered by their father to hold the sword and guard Tang Yun's side, are already a little uncontrollable, they grew up in Danling Mountain, and have practiced martial arts since childhood. Seeing that the enemy was attacking, he had long been itching and eager to try, so he wanted to swing his sword and come forward to have a good time, and really fight the enemy. At this time, seeing that his father had put down Pan Yunde, and there was no one else, Ming Xun couldn't stand still at first, and without waiting for his father's order, he waved the long sword in his hand and attacked the nearest man in black.

Ming Wu Mingxun has been practicing martial arts with his father since he was a child, Zhang Wuji practiced martial arts with his father-in-law "Golden Lion King" Xie Xun on Ice and Fire Island for ten years, what a hero Xie Xun is, and how extraordinary is what he has learned in his chest? The martial arts taught to Yizi are naturally the essence of the essence, all of which are the secret skills of the various sects and sects that Xie Xun knows, so Zhang Wuji is also a hundred schools of art, when he was on the top of the Ming Sect with seven wounds and the elders of the Kongtong faction, he fought against the elders of the Kongtong faction with the seven wounds on the top of the Mingjiao, and the emptiness of one of the three major monks of the Shaolin dragon claw gong and the Shaolin faction, based on the Jiuyang divine skills, and well understood its central formula, although it was the first time, but it was as if he had practiced the skills for decades. Therefore, although Ming Wu Mingxun is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his martial arts cultivation is no less than that of any young young talent in the martial arts, but he lacks some actual combat experience. At this time, as soon as he made a move in the excitement, his spirit was extremely high, the man in black and a Wudang disciple were only fighting between them in martial arts, where could they deal with such a young master as Ming Xun? Seeing Ming Xun attacking, the left and right blocked with one enemy and two, but between the two moves, Ming Xun took advantage of the gap with a long sword to cut the kneecap of the left leg, the left foot was soft, and he was already kneeling on the ground, and he couldn't dodge, and was "crossed by the sea of clouds" by the Wudang disciple, and the cold sword blade crossed his throat, and he immediately fell to the ground, struggled and convulsed a few times, and died of exhaustion.

Although Ming Xun is not weak in martial arts, how has he ever seen a big living person living in front of him? And he died because he shot himself? Standing in place and looking at the man in black who was still twitching slightly, he was at a loss for a moment, suddenly woke up, and unconsciously glanced at his father, but his feet were timidly rubbing towards his mother Zhao Min, grabbing his mother's hand, Zhao Min clearly felt that Ming Xun's palm was sweaty, trembling slightly, and he was obviously extremely scared in his heart.

"It's okay, Mingxun, they're bad people, they should be killed, they should be damned, it's okay, good boy." Zhao Min gently patted his son's shoulder, touched his son's hair, and comforted.

Ming Xun was still heartbeat, and looked at his father timidly, Zhang Wuji glanced at him, expressionless, and did not speak, and then moved his eyes to other people in black to see if the remaining Shaolin Wudang disciples could not support it, so as to help at any time.

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