? (Lingwu Mountain, snow-capped, large snowflakes falling.) The wind was tight, and people looked up.

It was almost dark, and people were preparing to go down the mountain.

Xiong Wei also looked up, and it was estimated that it would be dark if he couldn't go down the mountain. The wound on his foot had naturally congealed, no longer bleeding, and he was standing in the cold wind.

Xiong Wei looked at the foot of the Great Wall, where all the invading Qing soldiers were killed and buried in the snow, and the land was clean again.

Not far away, the old Shaolin monk was still chanting "Amitofu", cleaning the battlefield, and the fat monk and the thin monk were helping to clean up. Some of the injured people needed to be bandaged, some couldn't even walk, and the uninjured people of all sects were cleaning people.

Some individual Jianghu people have already walked down the mountain in groups.

The Wind Scar Dao Leader also cleaned up the disciples of Wudang Mountain, then straightened out the long Dao robe and stood on the snow. The snow fell on his robe again, and he was not injured much as a mountain disciple, so he shook the snow that fell on his body again, and the Great Wall in the distance walked up.

The Wind Scar Daoist stood on the Great Wall, his face was very solemn, at the foot of his city, there were not many people left, there were many martial arts people who had died in the battle with the Qing soldiers, and some small sects had also left, however, the "Eight Directions Honored God" Demon Sound Villa, as well as the Southern Xinjiang Heroes, also left most of the people, and there were still many people in the Tang Sect.

He nodded slightly.

Xiong Wei stood in the wind and snow, and the Trace Dao Leader smiled modestly in the direction where he was standing, he felt so strange, this was the first time the Wind Scar Dao Leader smiled.

Xiong Wei scratched his head, and his hands and feet felt like there was nowhere to put his long mouth opening and closing.

The Wind Scar Dao Elder stood straight and said loudly word by word: "Fellow martial artists, we are fortunate to gather on Lingwu Mountain......

Xiong Wei heard the wind Dao chief talk about Lingwu Mountain, and then he remembered where the monk who carried the water went? When he was fighting against the Qing soldiers, he was still fighting nAd1 (Xiong Wei left and right, and he went to the crowd below the mountain, and he didn't see the shadow of the monk Leng Long in the mountains and forests.

Xiong Wei didn't give up and didn't see the cold dragon, Xiong Wei also looked for Lan Yi, and Lan Yi didn't know where to go.

Others were leaving, heading down the mountain.

"Xiong Wei!" Xiong Wei was looking around quietly, and suddenly heard someone calling for himself, Xiong Wei followed the sound, only the Wind Scar Dao Chief stood there on the Great Wall, and the sound came from the Great Wall.

"Xiong Wei, you come up. "This time, Xiong Wei is the Wind Scar Dao Chief, calling himself.

Xiong Wei knew that Wind Scar was telling him to go up to the Great Wall, and hurriedly walked up, he didn't dare to stride forward, although Wind Scar Dao Chang's face was not wrinkled like a bitter melon, but it was not much better, and the wrinkles on his face were more sad than a ghost, and Xiong Wei still walked up.

Xiong Wei walked in front of the Wind Scar Road Chief, and the Wind Scar Road Chief asked Xiong Wei to stand side by side with him, facing everyone.

Suddenly, the Wind Scar Daoist raised Xiong Wei's hand holding the Excalibur, and Xiong Wei's hand and the Wind Scar Daoist's hand held the Excalibur at the same time, holding it high.

The Wind Scar Dao Leader became excited, he held the divine sword, and the people at the foot of the city said loudly: "Xiong Wei, as my Wudang disciple, led the group to defeat ...... in this battle."

The Wind Scar Daoist hesitated for a moment, whether it was better to defeat the Nine Dao Villa, or to defeat the Qing soldiers, or to defeat the Jurchens.

"Defeated the enemy. The Wudang Mountain disciple shouted.

"That's right!" "The Wind Scar Daoist raised Xiong Wei's hand holding the divine sword higher, and his excited expression in the cold wind made people's blood boil even more, "Xiong Wei won glory for Wudang and Wulin in this battle, and he was worthy of being elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance." ”

"Xiong Wei, Martial Arts Alliance Leader!"

"Xiong Wei, Martial Arts Alliance Leader!"

The disciples of Wudang Mountain shouted, raising the sword in their hands and cheering nAd2 as they shouted (the disciples without the sword also shouted, and the cry was almost heartbreaking).

"Ahh

The Wind Scar Daoist also said in the wind and snow: "The Divine Sword has played an irreplaceable role in this battle, as the head of Wudang, the Divine Sword will be personally sent to the golden top of Wudang Mountain by me, as the sword of Zhenshan." ”

When the Wind Scar Dao Leader said this, blood gushed upwards even more, and his face turned red. The disciples of Wudang Mountain were even more excited, and the cheers were higher and higher.

Xiong Wei wanted to break free from the Wind Path Chief's hand, but the Wind Scar Path Leader held it tighter instead.

"Excalibur ......" Xiong Wei still tried hard to refute, the Excalibur was his own, but he didn't expect the voice of the Wind Scar Dao Chief to be louder, overpowering Xiong Wei.

"Wudang disciples listen to orders!" The voice of the Wind Scar Dao Leader came out in the wind, and the Wudang Mountain disciples walked up a few steps and stood at the foot of the Great Wall to listen.

"Set off immediately and escort the Martial Arts Alliance Master and the leisurely Divine Sword back to Wudang Mountain. ”

"Hahaha!" someone in the group laughed, "the one who wants to be embarrassed, and the one who is not ashamed." ”

"Wind Scar Dao, don't put gold on your face. ”

As if he hadn't heard anyone taunting, he took Xiong Wei's hand holding the sword and walked towards the foot of the Great Wall.

The disciples of Wudang Mountain had already been naturally arranged, just waiting for the Wind Scar Dao Leader to walk down with Xiong Wei.

"Xiong Wei, go quickly!" "Wind Scar Dao Chang couldn't pull Xiong Wei, Xiong Wei stood still as if he had taken root, he had to whisper.

Xiong Wei still didn't move, the wind scar Dao Chang pulled hard, Xiong Wei still didn't move, Xiong Wei thought I wouldn't go up to Wudang Mountain, I wanted to go up to Liaodong to fight nAd3(

"Xiong Wei, you want to rebel!" "Wind Scar secretly pulled harder, "Come back with me." ”

"Wudang disciples listen to me, and fellow martial arts fellows, please also listen to me. Xiong Wei shook off the hand of the wind scar and rushed forward a few steps, standing in the wind and snow.

"Xiong Wei, what do you want to ......," the Wind Scar Dao Chief shouted angrily.

The wind blew whirring, and Xiong Wei didn't hear a word of what the Wind Scar Dao Chief said, Xiong Wei people, in the divine sword, suddenly, Xiong Wei raised the divine sword high and said: "I want to fight! Fellow martial artists, pick up our swords and guns, and follow me." Let's go up to Liaodong and fight Nurhachi. ”

"Nurhachi's iron cavalry has stepped into my Liaodong, and the Qing soldiers have also sneak into the customs, not far from the Shanhaiguan Pass, is the Jiudao Villa full of Jurchens. At this moment of national crisis, we, as the people of the Ming Dynasty, should serve the country. We're still fighting for a virtual martial arts alliance leader, but it's a bloody man!"

"Let's go! Go to Liaodong to fight. Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, we are also five-foot-tall men, and it is the responsibility of men to protect their families and country. ”

Hearing this, the sword became excited, and stood on the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on his body one after another.

"There are people who are willing to go to Liaodong with me, we will walk through Shanhaiguan and go to Liaodong to fight. Xiong Wei raised his sword and walked down the mountain.

"Xiong Wei, stop me!" Wind Scar Dao was so angry that he flew straight down from the Great Wall, and one foot did not steady, first he fell deep into the snow, and the other foot hurriedly stepped on the snow, and both feet fell into the snow.

Everyone laughed secretly, a person with martial arts would not fall into such a deep position whether he was walking or standing on the snow, in fact, as the head of the Wind Scar Dao, his martial arts were already very good. It's just that the old wound is not finished, and he is angry with Xiong Wei again, so it will be like this.

Xiong Qidao looked like that, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, so he quickly stood and waited.

The wind scar stood up, feeling better in his heart, otherwise there would really be no place to put his face.

"Xiong Wei, you go back to Wudang Mountain for me, and together you will send the divine sword to the golden top. The tone of the Wind Scar Dao Chief's voice softened considerably.

Xiong Wei was stunned, how can this divine sword be the sword of Zhenshan, this sword wants to go to Liaodong to kill the enemy!

"Xiong Wei, what do you want to ......," the Wind Scar Dao Chief shouted angrily.

The wind blew whirring, and Xiong Wei didn't hear a word of what the Wind Scar Dao Chief said, Xiong Wei people, in the divine sword, suddenly, Xiong Wei raised the divine sword high and said: "I want to fight! Fellow martial artists, pick up our swords and guns, and follow me." Let's go up to Liaodong and fight Nurhachi. ”

"Nurhachi's iron cavalry has stepped into my Liaodong, and the Qing soldiers have also sneak into the customs, not far from the Shanhaiguan Pass, is the Jiudao Villa full of Jurchens. At this moment of national crisis, we, as the people of the Ming Dynasty, should serve the country. We're still fighting for a virtual martial arts alliance leader, but it's a bloody man!"

"Let's go! Go to Liaodong to fight. Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, we are also five-foot-tall men, and it is the responsibility of men to protect their families and country. ”

Hearing this, the sword became excited, and stood on the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on his body one after another.

"There are people who are willing to go to Liaodong with me, we will walk through Shanhaiguan and go to Liaodong to fight. Xiong Wei raised his sword and walked down the mountain.

"Xiong Wei, stop me!" Wind Scar Dao was so angry that he flew straight down from the Great Wall, and one foot did not steady, first he fell deep into the snow, and the other foot hurriedly stepped on the snow, and both feet fell into the snow.

Everyone laughed secretly, a person with martial arts would not fall into such a deep position whether he was walking or standing on the snow, in fact, as the head of the Wind Scar Dao, his martial arts were already very good. It's just that the old wound is not finished, and he is angry with Xiong Wei again, so it will be like this.

Xiong Qidao looked like that, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, so he quickly stood and waited.

The wind scar stood up, feeling better in his heart, otherwise there would really be no place to put his face.

"Xiong Wei, you go back to Wudang Mountain for me, and together you will send the divine sword to the golden top. The tone of the Wind Scar Dao Chief's voice softened considerably.

Xiong Wei was stunned, how can this divine sword be the sword of Zhenshan, this sword is going to Liaodong to kill the enemy!(Education 1 Literature Network "Leisurely Sword God" only represents the author's leisurely evil view, if you find that its content violates the content of the national law, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.)

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