Song Yuanqiao finally made a choice for Wudang, and without hesitation, he joined forces with Feng Ji to kill the captives!

They were already indifferent to the tyrant yuan, and now the tyrant was forced to come to the door, although they didn't know what the content of the holy decree was, but there was no doubt that it was definitely not a good thing.

At present, only by cooperating with Feng Ji and killing the Tartars on the mountain can we relieve the siege of Wudang!

Bang!

An earth-shattering sword aura swept out, and within a radius of ten meters, there was a sound of explosion and roar.

The air was agitated, the roar continued, and Wang Baobao's sedan chair bore the brunt of it, and it was directly split apart by the sword qi and exploded.

Those sedan chair men with low martial arts skills couldn't dodge at all, and they were torn apart by the sword qi in an instant, and blood and flesh were splashed all over the sky, and blood flew everywhere.

Feng Ji roared wildly: "As a Han Chinese, you actually grovel and work for the Mongolian Tartars, you deserve to die!" ”

Puff puff......

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and where Feng Ji passed, the stump and broken arm flew up, and the human head rolled down.

The Wudang disciples also rushed up one after another, besieging and killing the fleeing Tartars.

For a while, it was only a few tens of breaths of effort, and the Tartar team in front of him had been killed, and there was not much left!

Wang Baobao's head had already been cut off by Feng Ji, and his body was torn apart and pierced by sword qi.

Feng Ji laughed, put away his sword and stood up, and did not make another move.

The rest are small characters that don't require him to do anything.

The disciples of the Ming Sect and the disciples of Wudang will deal with it themselves.

He looked southeast with only three words in his mind.

Zhu Yuanzhang!

"Humph!"

Feng Ji sneered, as an altar master of the Mingjiao Flood Banner, this person may have already had the heart to stand on his own.

The flood flag made Tang Yang the flag, but I am afraid that he has already been in a nest with Zhu Yuanzhang's snake and rat!

The order of the Mingjiao headquarters was perfunctory, and he was the king in private, and now Fengyang was no longer enough for him to toss, and he had already hit the idea to Jiangxi.

The shouting and killing under the mountain gradually subsided, and Song Yuanqiao and the others hurried back.

Feng Ji didn't ask how the battle was, but just hugged his fists and said, "Wudang everyone, this seat needs to go to Jiangxi immediately." ”

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly said: "Sect Leader Feng, wait a minute, Song has some questions." ”

Feng Ji paused, looked back at him, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Now that we have killed the son of the king of Ruyang, I am afraid that the Mongol Tartars will be angry, but I am afraid that ...... I'm ...... Wudang"

Feng Ji understood that he was worried about the Mongol Tatars dealing with Wudang.

At that moment, Feng Ji chuckled and said, "Even if you don't kill this Mongolian Tartar, do you think the Mongols won't attack Wudang?" ”

He pointed to the emptiness on the ground and said, "Although this person is not really a Shaolin monk, what he said should be true." ”

"The Shaolin faction is estimated to have been wiped out, and now Meng Yuan is about to deal with Wudang."

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly asked, "Please also ask Bishop Feng to teach me, how should I deal with it?" ”

"If I am a man, I will call on the righteous people of the martial arts to gather everyone with the righteousness of the country, and directly erect the flag against it."

"At the moment, there are uprisings and rebellions everywhere, Meng Yuan is too busy to take care of himself, and it is not a big deal to have one more Wudang."

Song Yuanqiao was a little hesitant, this relationship between Wudang and its prosperity and longevity cannot be easily decided.

Feng Ji no longer persuaded him, turned around and said, "If Zhang Zhenren is out of the customs, say hello to this seat and say goodbye." ”

At that moment, Feng Ji took the disciples of the Ming Sect and left Wudang immediately.

Galloping all the way, changing from land to water, and heading towards Fengyang.

"Sect Master, this is going to Fengyang, how to deal with it, and ask the Sect Master to make it clear."

Peng Yingyu, Wei Yixiao and others stood behind Feng Ji, and it was Peng Yingyu who spoke.

Feng Ji said lightly: "You want to persuade me? ”

Peng Yingyu wanted to speak and stopped, and said: "Fengyang is guarded by Zhu Yuanzhang's righteous army, which is indeed very good for the current situation. ”

Feng Ji didn't look back, but said lightly: "I forgot to say, Zhou Zhiruo, this girl, was rescued by me from the Wushan River at the beginning. If she doesn't want to marry someone she doesn't like, do you all have to force her to marry? ”

Peng Yingyu and the others suddenly looked stunned, and couldn't help but hurriedly said: "That's what my subordinates meant. ”

"Monk Peng, that Zhou Ziwang is your apprentice, although Zhou Zhiruo is Zhou Ziwang's daughter and can reunite Zhou Ziwang's old department, but you, the master, can't you reunite Zhou Ziwang's old department?"

Peng Yingyu was stunned, after the defeat of Jiangxi, he fled into Hubei with a group of men, but Zhou Ziwang's main force was reduced to zero and remained in Jiangxi.

He did think about going back to regroup, but the Jiangxi Mongolian Tatars killed him too fiercely, and he had no chance to go back.

It happened to be a big disaster for the head teacher of Mingjiao, so he didn't have any ideas.

At this time, when he suddenly heard Feng Ji say this, his heart suddenly became hot.

Feng Ji turned his head, looked at Peng Yingyu with deep eyes, and said with a smile: "What Zhu Yuanzhang thinks, you and I both understand, he wants to swallow Zhou Ziwang's old department, so he married Zhou Zhiruo as his wife." ”

"Tang Yang, the leader of the flood flag, you can see what attitude he had when he was at the top of the light."

"The expansion of Zhu Yuanzhang's power does not mean that our power has expanded."

"This person is not the same heart as you and me, not all the way, so Zhou Ziwang's soldiers and horses can only be in our hands!"

Peng Yingyu suddenly broke into a cold sweat, hurriedly clenched her fists, and said, "What the sect leader said is extremely true. ”

Wei Yixiao couldn't help but say at this time: "If the sect leader can't believe Zhu Yuanzhang's house, it's better for the old bat to go to that Fengyang and take his dog's head!" ”

Feng Ji smiled: "If you don't tell me, isn't it my mistake to wait?" ”

His eyes were deep and he said: "Zhu Yuanzhang, although the city government is very deep, is indeed a talent. At present, Mongolia has not yet fallen, and this person is still of great use. ”

"It's just that this person still can't recognize who has the final say in this Mingjiao!"

A cold glint flashed in Feng Ji's eyes, and he sneered in his heart.

King Wei Bat and Peng Yingyu glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but mourn for Zhu Yuanzhang in their hearts.

There are many martial artists in the world, but there is no one in the world except Feng Ji.

In this world, I am afraid that there is no one who the sect leader can't kill.

It is the Mongolian Tartar Emperor, who is afraid that the sect leader can kill the Tartar Emperor with a single sword and kill most of the Tartars.

The ship headed east, briskly.

Along the way, they also encountered many Tartar cavalry, brutalizing the people on the shore.

Feng Ji didn't see death and didn't save him, but whenever he encountered it, he stopped the boat and killed it.

At this moment, above the rivers and lakes, the prestige of Mingjiao can be described as at its peak.

In particular, Feng Ji served as the leader of the Ming Sect and destroyed the five major factions, which was a complete sensation in the martial arts.

For a while, the Haisha Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, the Divine Fist Sect, the Wushan Sect and other sects no longer dared to fight with the Ming Sect.

They gave up their resistance and worshiped Mingjiao.

The power of Mingjiao expanded rapidly, and almost all the rebel armies in Jiangnan, Jiangbei, Hunan, Hubei, Shandong, and Liaodong carried the banner of Mingjiao.

Regardless of whether they joined the Ming Sect or not, they all recognized themselves as Ming Sect members, respected Ming Zun Feng Ji, and killed and resisted the Yuan.

This also allowed the power of Mingjiao to develop to its peak, and Feng Ji's personal prestige also reached an unprecedented height.

At the beginning of September, a ship carrying the flame flag of Mingjiao sailed into Fengyang.

As soon as they arrived at the port, they saw a large army stationed on the shore, and from a distance they saw the army hunting with flags.

There is a huge character [Zhu] written on it!

This is Zhu Yuanzhang's army!

Feng Ji stood at the bow of the boat, staring at the neat and solemn army on the shore, without any expression on his face, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.

Behind him, Peng Yingyu couldn't help but say: "This Zhu Yuanzhang is quite good at governing the army, and with such a military appearance, even Zhou Ziwang's subordinates did not have such momentum." ”

Wei Yi couldn't help but say, "What are they doing on this shore?" ”

As soon as he finished asking, he only heard a long howl from the shore: "Subordinate Tang He, on the order of the Lord of Zhu Tan, I have come to greet the sect leader and ask the sect master to go ashore!" ”

This person's internal strength is not bad, and a long howl actually overshadowed the sound of the waves of the river, and it accurately reached everyone's ears.

Feng Ji suddenly sneered: "Hehe, as soon as this seat arrived in Fengyang, this Zhu Yuanzhang actually knew the whereabouts of this seat, it's amazing." ”

Wei Yixiao's face also changed, and he couldn't help but say: "Along the way, we haven't revealed our identities, could it be that someone on the ship has reported the news?" ”

Peng Yingyu's face also sank, and she immediately glanced back at the Ming Sect disciples on the deck.

However, these disciples have followed him very early, and it stands to reason that no one will betray him.

Feng Ji didn't care, and said lightly: "Don't look at it, it doesn't matter if someone reports the news, I want to see what trick this Zhu Yuanzhang is playing." ”

Peng Yingyu sighed in her heart, knowing that Feng Ji must be holding back anger in her heart.

Whoever makes every move will be watched by others, and they will be unhappy, not to mention that Feng Ji is still the leader of the Ming Sect, so Zhu Yuanzhang is just an altar master of the Flood Banner.

Wei Yi smiled and said in a low voice, "Is this to give the sect leader a dismount?" ”

When the ships came ashore, they saw a stout and armoured general in the midst of the army, riding a horse and approaching with a few of his own soldiers.

"Villain Tang He, meet the sect leader!"

Tang He approached the shore, jumped out of his horse, knelt down on one knee, and said hello loudly.

Feng Ji took Peng Yingyu and Wei Yixiao and strode ashore and walked in front of Tang He.

"The internal strength is good."

"Thank you for your praise."

"Why didn't Zhu Yuanzhang come to greet the sect leader uninvited?" Wei Yixiao immediately asked.

Tang He looked up at Wei Yi and said with a hippie smile: "The affairs are busy, the altar master really can't leave, the special villain came to greet him, this is Wei Bat King, right?" Look at the brothers' formation, are you still satisfied? ”

Wei Yi glared and sneered: "Can't leave? What is more important than greeting the Master? ”

Tang He glanced at Feng Ji, and seeing that Feng Ji was expressionless, he smiled at the moment: "It's not a coincidence that the sect leader came, Lord Zhu Tan happened to get married today, and he really didn't have time to come over to greet the sect leader." ”

Feng Ji is extremely tall, and Tang He is more than a head shorter in front of Feng Ji.

Hearing Tang He's words, Feng Ji lowered his head slightly and stared at Tang He: "Oh? Unlucky? Are you saying that this seat should not have come? ”

A terrifying aura instantly crushed Tang He.

Tang He's heart was beating wildly, and a life-and-death crisis enveloped him!

It was only at this time that he understood how terrifying this Feng Sect Master really was!

He opened his mouth to speak.

Suddenly, Feng Ji made a sudden move!

Smack——!

A resounding slap was thrown directly at the soup and in the face.

Suddenly, Tang He screamed, and his body rolled on the ground a few times.

Before he could get up, a boot instantly stepped on his head!

saw Feng Ji pressing his head, and said lightly: "Jumping clown, who do you want to deter with so many soldiers and horses?" ”

"It's a misfortune that this seat is here, isn't it? Hehe, as long as it is the territory of Mingjiao, when this seat comes, it will be up to this seat to decide! ”

"What are you, perfunctory here?"

Tang He was trampled under Feng Ji's feet, his face was hideous, and his face was flushed.

He has been invincible since the beginning of the war, how can he ever be so humiliated?

"Ahh

Tang He roared in his mouth and wanted to struggle.

At the same time, the nearby guards drew their swords one after another, glared at Feng Ji angrily, and surrounded him.

The neat soldiers of the army in the distance also raised their spears one after another, aiming at Feng Ji and his party, revealing a look of anger.

Wei Yixiao and the others took action one after another, stopped Feng Ji's left and right, and shouted loudly!

"Stop!"

"Do you want to apostaly?"

I could only hear one of Tang He's guards shouting: "What about apostasy, you can try to move the general!" ”

Feng Ji suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, okay, a good Zhu Yuanzhang, it seems that the soldiers under your command only recognize Zhu Yuanzhang, not me, the sect leader." ”

"What is the use of such a soldier being an elite soldier?"

Cangchang!

In Feng Ji's hand, the Heavenly Sword was suddenly pulled out, making an astonishing sound of sword qi shock.

Poof—

On the Heavenly Sword, the sword qi swept across the void in an instant.

The soldiers trapped around were instantly torn apart, blood mixed with pieces of flesh, and they were instantly cut and exploded by the sword qi!

The remaining strength of the sword qi was undiminished, and it roared through the air.

Bang bang bang......

Exploding all the way, the ground shatters into a deep trench!

This deep ditch was slashed in front of the army, and suddenly the army that was about to move was instantly quiet!

The horses, too, retreated restlessly.

With just one sword, Feng Ji had already suppressed the team in front of him.

He sneered, pointed at the tip of his sword, pointed at the soup and his head, and shouted, "Where is Zhu Yuanzhang?" Where is Tang Yang? ”

Tang He's heart was frightened, and his liver and gallbladder were broken.

At this time, he knew that the sect leader in front of him was really murderous and had a violent temper.

Without saying a word, he actually killed people directly, he had never met such a terrible person.

The most important thing is that this sect leader's strength is inevitably too strong.

He asked himself that his martial arts were not weak, and his internal strength was okay, but in the hands of this sect leader, he couldn't even make half a move.

One shot at the face, and he was almost killed.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the horror and anger in his heart, and said: "The sect leader forgives the sins, the villain is also acting according to orders, and there is no intention of treating the sect leader slowly, Zhu Tan Lord is indeed preparing for the wedding." ”

Feng Ji smiled coldly: "Hmph, how tough I am when you are, but you are also a coward, get up!" ”

Tang He didn't dare to resist and hurriedly got up.

Feng Ji sneered: "Where is the bride?" ”

"It's in the mansion of Guo Zixing, the leader of the Red Turban Army."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "Guo Zixing? Why is he there? ”

This Guo Zixing is the leader of the Northern Shandong Righteous Army, and Feng Ji has heard of this person's reputation many times.

Tang He lowered his head, there was resentment in his eyes, but he endured the humiliation and said, "Back to the sect leader, General Guo has accepted Miss Zhou as a righteous daughter." ”

Feng Ji's eyes became colder and colder.

"Ho ho ho, what a Zhu Yuanzhang, he is a good abacus."

If Zhu Yuanzhang marries Zhou Zhiruo, he can not only get the ownership of Zhou Ziwang's old department, but also use Guo Zixing's soldiers and horses to revitalize his prestige.

It's a lot of work.

Feng Ji sneered and said, "Take me to Guo Zixing's mansion!" ”

"Master...... What are you doing? ”

"This is the wedding of Lord Zhu Tan, Sect Master, you are the leader of the Ming Sect, but it is not good to disturb people's wedding banquets, right?"

"If that's the case, the sect leader will kill me, and I'm afraid it won't be able to convince the public."

Tang He couldn't help but persuade.

Feng Ji looked down at Tang He, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face: "I didn't want to kill you, even that Zhu Yuanzhang, this seat also wants to keep it for my use." ”

"But seeing you protecting Zhu Yuanzhang like this today, it can be seen that this person has a very deep status in your hearts."

"If you don't get rid of it today, it will become a great trouble in the future."

"No matter what, the times create heroes, when today's chaos, the tyrannical yuan has long lost the hearts of the people, even if there is no Zhu Yuanzhang, there will be Li Yuanzhang, Zhao Yuanzhang."

Feng Ji sneered faintly: "Even without Zhu Yuanzhang, I can't destroy the Mongolian Tatars?" ”

Tang He was instantly horrified!

He instantly understood the meaning of Feng Ji's words!

Feng Ji moved to kill!

Tang He's heart was terrified, and he secretly regretted it, why bother to say it just now, he was going to find Guo Zixing, so it was up to him to go, why did he bother to say more?

It's just that before he could open his mouth to redeem it, Feng Ji's eyes saw a surge in killing opportunities!

Boom!

Tang He's eyes went dark, and his head was instantly blown up by a punch!

Feng Ji shook his hand, looked at this group of majestic soldiers, and smiled coldly: "Kill——! ”

Peng Yingyu and the others were shocked, and saw Feng Ji holding the Heavenly Sword, like a lion entering a flock.

A sword slashed out, and in an instant, the sword qi swept away, and the human head rolled!

The disciples of the Ming Sect immediately reacted and started one after another!

"Kill—"

"Ah——!h

"The sect leader spares his life, the sect leader spares his life!"

"Brothers, fight, fight with them—ah!"

……

For a while, the screams kept coming.

This solemn-looking army looked like hundreds of people.

However, after only ten breaths of effort, Feng Ji has already swept the audience.

There is no more living mouth!

No matter how neatly unified these people are, in the face of Feng Ji, who is already a congenital master, they are like a chicken and a dog, and they are not worth mentioning.

Feng Ji put away the Heavenly Sword and shouted, "Follow me to Guo Zixing's mansion!" ”

A group of people got on their horses one after another and quickly rushed to Guo Zixing's mansion.

……

Guo Zixing's mansion has already been lit up at this moment, and there are ceremonial flowers everywhere.

In a wing room to the east, Zhou Zhiruo sat at the head of the bed, wearing a xia skin and a phoenix crown.

At the age of sixteen, she was thrilling in beauty.

It's just that there is no joy and joy on her face at this time, but a trace of despair.

The eyes were red and swollen, and there was a faint glint of tears.

A woman on the side was helping her put away her makeup, and when she saw her like this, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Good sister, what are you crying on this happy day?"

"Alas, our daughter's family was born with this fate."

"I know you want to avenge your father, at the moment Brother Zhu is the biggest rebel army in Fengyang, although he is older and not very handsome, but I think he is quite talented, and he will do something in the future, it should not be difficult to avenge you, why should you resist so much."

Zhou Zhiruo's lips moved slightly, but she couldn't speak.

The acupoints around her body were sealed, and the dumb acupoints were also pointed, and she couldn't speak at all.

The woman sighed: "Listen to Sister Ma's words, it's better to save one thing than one thing, don't be willful, you, just accept your fate." ”

While she was persuading hard, she had already put on a red hijab for Zhou Zhiruo.

But at this moment, I heard the hurried voice of a guard outside.

"Miss Ma, something is wrong, the head of the Ming Sect is here, the general is worried that things will change, please take Miss Zhou to the back door immediately, the carriage and horses have been prepared."

Zhou Zhiruo's heart jumped suddenly, and under the red hijab, her eyes were full of excitement.

Although she was imprisoned here, she already knew that a month ago, the five major factions besieged Guangming Ding, and the sect leader Feng Ji exterminated the five major factions!

When she first heard Feng Ji's name, she still remembered it familiarly, and after listening carefully to the detailed conversation of the people in the mansion, she realized that the Feng sect leader was actually Feng Ji, the hall master of the Heavenly Eagle Sect Ziwei Hall who had saved her by the river back then!

At this moment, Feng Ji's handsome face flashed in her mind, and her heart was excited.

I wanted to shout for help, but I was dumbfounded, although I had this heart, but there was nothing I could do.

For a moment, her anxious tears swirled in her eyes.

Ask for a commuter pass

(End of chapter)