And Zhou Zhiruo's pupils trembled slightly at this time, and she looked at Zhang Wuji, who was stained red and white with blood in front of her, and the hot blood that splashed on her body that had not receded from the temperature. His hands hung stiffly at his sides, and he kept hunching back, crying and screaming.

And Xiao Zhao and Yang Buregret rushed over at this time, and the two said in unison: "Brother Wuji (Childe), you are okay!" ”

Hearing the shouts of the two of them, Zhou Zhiruo woke up at this time.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at her bloody hands, and wanted to come close and say, "Are you okay", but she couldn't say anything when the words came to her mouth.

Seeing her step forward, Yang Buregret stood in front of Zhang Wuji, glared at Zhou Zhiruo angrily and said, "Brother Wuji has been harmed like this by you, what else do you want to do!?" ”

Zhang Wuji covered his wound at this time, then pretended to be weak, and said in a tone of green tea: "It's not Zhiruo's fault. Don't regret your sister, don't blame her. ”

Saying that, a stream of blood gushed out of Zhang Wuji's body.

Xiao Zhao anxiously used her hand to help him plug the wound, and Yang Buregret quickly leaned down to check it when she saw this, and then she clicked on Zhang Wuji's body a few times, trying to stop the bleeding for him.

Zhou Zhiruo's mouth kept muttering, "Brother Wuji, I'm sorry" and "Brother Wuji, I didn't mean to".

And looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Wuji felt happy in his heart, the three beautiful girls were worried about him, this feeling was so good. Although it paid the price of a little blood, the return on income was still quite large.

Seeing Zhang Wuji seriously injured and falling to the ground, the Kongzhi monk, who had been watching in front of people, sneered.

As the initiator of this operation, the monk Kongzhi said at this time: "Since Zhang Gongzi has been defeated by the Emei faction Zhou Nuxia. Then this contest is over. Please ask the Kongtong faction and the Huashan faction to destroy all the remnants of the Demon Sect on the field. ”

"The Wudang faction searches from west to east, and the Emei faction searches from east to west, don't let anyone from the Demon Sect slip through the net. The Kunlun faction prepares the fire and burns the demon cult's lair. The Shaolin disciples each took the magic weapon, recited the scriptures of the past life, and the heroes who were martyred for the six factions, and the demon sect members were exceeded, and the injustices were eliminated. ”

Then Kong Zhi looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others and said: "As for Zhang Gongzi, please also ask Song Daxia to bring it back to Wudang and ask Zhang Zhenren to discipline him strictly." Zhang Gongzi is a martial arts junjie, and now it is a pity that Mingzhu secretly invests, I hope he will abandon the dark and turn to the light in the future, and don't let him enter the evil path again and make friends with others. ”

When Yang Xiao and the others heard this, they were all shocked.

Zhou Dian couldn't help but scold: "What a shameless old bald donkey! You are treacherous! ”

Yang Xiao sighed at this time and said, "Hey! I thought that someone could stand up for us Mingjiao, but I was about to turn the danger into a disaster, but I planted it on the beauty plan. The sky is going to die, my Mingjiao, what can I say! ”

At this time, Ding Minjun stepped forward, she picked up Zhou Zhiruo's fallen Heavenly Sword, and she said: "This evil seed, you escaped in Butterfly Valley back then, and today I just sent you to see your mother!" ”

After saying that, Ding Minjun stabbed at Yang Buregret.

And Zhang Wuji pulled Yang Buregret away, and then a palm wind knocked out the Kunwu sword, and the two swords collided, and Ding Minjun instantly planted a big heel.

He Taichong, the second elder of Huashan and others were defeated and swept away by Zhang Wuji this time, and since Master Kongzhi, the general sensitive, made people speak, they couldn't care about face.

The short old man said at this time: "Since we are serving Master Kongzhi as the messenger, now the Shaolin faction has spoken. We have to do what we are told! Kongtong faction, I don't care about you, our Huashan faction went first. ”

After saying that, the second elder of Huashan led people to kill him, and the Kongtong faction also followed.

Zhang Wuji supported the ground with his hands at this time and rose up. He stood still in the middle of the field, and then the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that had condensed the complete Jiuyang true power roared out like a mountain and a sea.

The people of Huashan and Kongtong faction who came up were instantly knocked out by this devastating palm power.

This palm Zhang Wuji exerted all his strength, and the sound of the sky-breaking dragon groan when the true qi of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending was released resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Eighteen wind dragons turned into palm power constantly hit the body of the former of the Huashan and Kongtong factions. In an instant, the sound of explosions in the field was endless, raising dust and smoke in the sky.

And the second elder of Huashan, who was the first to rush up, was directly shocked to death by this majestic palm power. The body was even directly torn apart by the staggered wind dragon palm wind, turning into a blood mist, and there were no bones left.

And the five elders of Kongtong were a step slower because they were injured before, and although they were also seriously injured by this palm force, they barely picked up a life.

As for Kongtong, who stepped forward to prepare for "meritorious service", except for some people with slow legs and feet, none of the disciples of the two factions in Huashan survived.

In the previous battles, the two factions did not have any big casualties, but they were only more than 20 steps closer, and more than half of the two factions were directly killed.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned. He Taichong even sat down on the ground in fright.

Looking at the corpses flying all over the ground, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, everyone is Han Chinese, these people with strong martial arts failed to die on the battlefield of resisting the Mongolian Tatars and resisting foreign humiliation, and became heroes admired by all the people. But because of cannibalism, he was finally buried on the top of Kunlun Mountain, becoming a piece of ashes, and it is a pity that his martial arts were buried.

At this time, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but have a question in his heart, that is, the Han people never lacked blood when they were fighting, but when they faced the external humiliation of the Wuhu, Liao, Jin, and Yuan dynasties, they couldn't work with one heart and one mind, resist the barbarians, let their compatriots be the flesh of the Hu people for a hundred years, and even belittle themselves, and serve the court of the Hu people as the right thing, why is this?

Zhang Wuji pretended to pant at this time, and scolded: "I'm just injured, not dead!" I tried my best to win with your five factions, but I didn't expect you to be so untrustworthy, taking advantage of my injury and wanting to take advantage of people's danger. ”

Then he glared at Kong Zhi, who was giving orders, and then continued: "The old monk is so scheming, he pretends to kill people with the hands of others. Let others come to die, and your Shaolin Temple will hide behind and act as an opportunity. Even if the Ming Sect retaliates in the future, it will not be able to affect you. ”

Then Zhang Wuji looked at the others and shouted: "You fools, have you seen the sanctimony of this Shaolin Temple?" They told you to come forward and die, but they hid behind you. If you fools still believe their nonsense, and disaster befalls in the future, then you are also foolish, and you have no one to complain about. ”

Although Zhang Wuji said this, his body pretended to be crumbling.

He naturally showed it to Zhou Zhiruo and the people of the Ming Sect.

Then Zhang Wuji glanced at Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Wuji. creates the illusion that Zhang Wuji is holding on at the moment.

Seeing Zhang Wuji like this, Kong Zhi frowned and said: "This person has killed countless heroes of my six major factions, and now his true qi is exhausted, and he is already at the end of his strong crossbow." It is the time for you to subdue demons and eliminate demons......" He looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others, "Song Daxia, he is your Wudang person, or you should clean up the portal yourself." ”

Hearing Kong Zhi's words, Song Yuanqiao also frowned, and said angrily: "The master is serious, although my Wuji child is the only son of my fifth brother, he has not worshiped under the Wudang sect, and he is not my Wudang disciple." Besides, my fourth brother has already fought against Yin's seniors on behalf of Wudang, and he can be regarded as doing his best in this alliance. I, Wudang, have already admitted defeat, how can I make another move? ”

Kong Zhi looked at He Taichong and the others at this time, and He Taichong and the others saw Zhang Wuji's strong strength, and they didn't dare to step forward to send them to death.

After all, Zhang Wuji pretended to be injured before and deceived the five elders of Kongtong.

Even if it was true that he was injured now, He Taichong didn't want to take this risk anymore.

Moreover, none of the five heroes of Wudang were consumed, but listening to Song Yuanqiao's tone, there was also Yu Lianzhou's expression of rolling up his sleeves, clenching his fists and preparing to make a move. He also knew that if he did it with Zhang Wuji again, even if the little ones couldn't stand it, they old ones should play.