On Zhong Yun's side, a group of people were walking, but they were almost not far from the foot of the mountain.

Mu Yi, who led everyone, was also in a much more relaxed mood at this time, and he would soon be able to reach the foot of the mountain, after leaving the range of Wudang Mountain, the people of the Moon God Sect wanted to find them again, but it was not so easy.

At this moment, there was a sneer in the woods behind him, and in an instant, everyone in the Wudang Sect obviously heard it, and they couldn't help but be frightened by this sneer, and hurriedly turned their heads to look behind them, but there was no one in sight.

For a while, everyone also reacted, Mu Yi hurriedly ordered all the disciples to be on guard, and after a while, all the disciples pulled out the long swords in their hands and were on guard.

Suddenly, the people of the Wudang faction saw a figure flash in the woods, and just as they were about to look again, the person had already arrived in front of them, and when they looked closely, it was a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe.

Mu Yi stared at the man tightly, and asked with some vigilance: "I don't know who Your Excellency is, why do you want to block the way of our senior brothers?"

"Are you asking me?" For some reason, the middle-aged scribe suddenly smiled, turned his eyes to look at Mu Yi, and replied lightly.

Mu Yi was a little uncomfortable, the middle-aged man's eyes were too strange, looking at Mu Yi as if he was looking at a dead person, Mu Yi nodded awkwardly.

Zhong Yun, who was also in the crowd, looked at the man, but at this time he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

Just when Mu Yi and the Wudang people were waiting for the middle-aged scribe's answer, the man was not in a hurry, and after a cursory glance at the Wudang faction people present, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said unhurriedly: "I'm sorry, the dead don't need to know who I am." ”

When everyone heard this, they also felt the crisis, and the people of the Wudang faction, because the realm was too low, they couldn't see the strength of the middle-aged scribe at all, so they had to look at the man opposite more vigilantly, so as not to suddenly break out on the other side.

The middle-aged scribe ignored everyone's movements, glanced at it coldly, suddenly jumped up in the air, raised his arm, and hit the Wudang people with a palm, and for a while, the fierce palm wind blew all the fallen leaves in the woods, showing the power of this palm technique to the Wudang people.

The people of the Wudang faction were prepared, and they were not too hasty in their hands, but the power of the middle-aged scribe's palm technique was obviously beyond the imagination of the Wudang people, and at the moment when the palm power fell into the crowd, everyone was caught off guard by the palm power that was too strong for them, and Mu Yi of the crowd also felt that the other party was not the one that these people could fight against, and even this type of palm technique, everyone was afraid that it would be difficult to bear.

Mu Yi's face instantly became a little heavy, after a palm, the wind and clouds dispersed, among the people of the Wudang faction, only Mu Yihe, whose strength was quite good, realized in advance that something was wrong, and when the other party came with a bang, outside Zhong Yun, who hurriedly retreated, almost no one still had breath, and even Mu Yi and Zhong Yun were also injured by different Cheng Dù and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged scribe on the opposite side felt a little surprised when he saw that there were still two Wudang disciples who had not died, and he was also a little interested in the two.

Especially for Zhong Yun, he can still understand that Mu Yi is still alive, after all, Mu Yi can be regarded as having the strength of the Great Zhou Heavenly Realm, although he feels a little surprised to be able to take this palm, he doesn't feel too special.

And Zhong Yun made him feel very surprised, no matter how he looked at it, Zhong Yun was just a seven or eight-year-old child, and his strength had not even entered the realm of knowledge, but he could actually survive under his palm, so that he couldn't help but want to figure it out.

So he was not in a hurry to kill the two, thought for a while and said, "It's really surprising that you two can survive under my palm." ”

Zhong Yun was not injured in any particular way, but he was a little weak, but Mu Yi was not lightly injured.

Hearing the other party's words, Mu Yi spit out a mouthful of blood stasis, and after taking a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency is afraid that you are a member of the Moon God Sect, why don't you even let go of a few children, don't you think it's a bit excessive?"

"Child, what you say is funny, we are enemies, not friends, don't we care if we are children? Don't you understand the truth of cutting grass and eradicating roots?" The middle-aged scribe also laughed when he heard Mu Yi's words, and said loudly.

When Mu Yi heard this, he was even more angry in his heart, and shouted loudly: "You devil, you are simply inhumane, after a while, all the masters and ancestors of my Wudang faction will come, and they will not let you have a good time." ”

"Hahaha" When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Then he said: "Do you still think that someone will come to save you? It's just a big joke, your Wudang Sect has already been captured by our Moon God Sect now, and even your real person in charge of the sect and several elders have been captured by us, who else will save you?"

When Mu Yi and Zhong Yun heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked, and began to guess the truth of what the middle-aged scribe said

Thinking of this, the faces of the two of them were also a little unsightly, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore, Mu Yi even retorted: "My Wudang Sect Leader and all the masters and ancestors are extremely powerful, how can they be caught by you so easily, it's really ridiculous." ”

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he smiled again, and did not continue to refute, but said lightly: "Believe it or not, I didn't say that I want you to believe this, if it weren't for the little junior brother behind you, who was able to escape from my palm, I wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with you." "I'm getting a little impatient.

Then he said: "Forget it, I don't want to know the reason now, you better go and see your senior brother obediently." Then another slap was directed at the two of them.

Mu Yi and Zhong Yun, knowing that with the strength of the two of them, they couldn't take this trick of the middle-aged scribe at all, knowing that they might be about to die, Zhong Yun could only close his eyes and wait for death, thinking about it, he was also a traverser, but he died like this before he became an adult, which was really a bit embarrassing.

At this moment, Mu Yi, who had been kneeling on the ground, seemed to have thought of something, and with lightning speed, he used his whole body to block in front of Zhong Yun's body, and his palm power came immediately, and it hit Mu Yi's body in an instant.

At the same time, a "Stop!" also reached the ears of the three people present at the same time, but unfortunately, Mu Yi was still hit.

Hearing this voice, Zhong Yun also subconsciously opened his eyes, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he happened to see Mu Yi in front of him, Mu Yi was already covered in blood at this time, and his body fell into Zhong Yun's arms as soon as he became weak, and it seemed that he was obviously lifeless.

Zhong Yun instantly felt that a sad feeling instantly filled his head, and he couldn't help but shed tears, looking at Mu Yi in front of him, he remembered Mu Yi's kindness to himself, and remembered that if he hadn't dragged back, maybe Mu Yi wouldn't have died because of himself, Zhong Yun hated himself even more for why he didn't have the strength to protect this qiē.

The middle-aged scribe was a little annoyed when he saw that Mu Yi had sacrificed his life to save Zhong Yun, and was about to attack Zhong Yun again, but a figure flashed between the two to block his attack.

He couldn't help but take a closer look, but was surprised to find that this person was a real person who had been seriously injured by him.

Chong Xuzhen blocked the attack of the middle-aged scribe and said, "Li Jushi, there is a poor way, don't you want to take a shot at my Wudang disciple lightly." ”

It turned out that the person who killed and even killed Zhong Yun's senior brother Mu Yi who killed a group of Wudang disciples was none other than the deputy sect leader of the Moon God Sect who was chasing everyone in front, Li Wusi.

Seeing that it was Chongxu Zhenren, he was still seriously injured before, but in the blink of an eye, his skills suddenly became more terrifying, Li Wusi's face was a little dark, and he said in surprise: "Chongxu Dao Chief, weren't you seriously injured by me, how could you appear here." ”

"How can Poor Dao be here, there is no need to tell Li Jushi, Poor Dao's disciple grandson, Poor Dao will be taken away, and please don't stop Li Jushi, Poor Dao still advises Jushi to go back and see the disciples of your Moon God Sect, their current situation is not good." Chong Xuan said very quickly, and said indifferently.

Li Wusi was also a little surprised when he heard Chongxu's words, after all, the real person of Chongxu happened to stay in front of him now, and he couldn't help but be worried, he really wanted to go back and see the situation, but he didn't want to let go of Zhong Yun, and he was a little entangled.

After a while, Li Wuthought about it, and finally chose to retreat, after all, with Chongxu now having such strength, and being prepared, it was obvious that he would not be able to solve the matter here for a while, and he was a little worried about the situation of the Moon God Sect on the Wudang Sect, so he had to choose this path.

So he said: "Just a little child, for the sake of the face of the Chongxu Daoist, I don't care, and I hope that the Chongxu Daoist will take good care of your disciples, and then be seen by the people of my Moon God Sect, but it is not as good as this seat." With that, he picked up his light skills and eagerly flew in the direction of the Wudang faction.

Chong Xuzhen was also relieved to see Li Wusi's departure, and hurriedly turned to look at the only surviving disciple of Wudang, Zhong Yun

Looking at Zhong Yun's dejected appearance, Chong Xuan couldn't help but sigh, and said softly: "Yun'er, you don't have to be too sad, you are still young, you will have the opportunity to take revenge in the future, now it is better to place the corpses of your senior brothers, let's find a safe place, I have something to say to you." ”

Hearing Chong Xu's words, Zhong Yun had no choice but to clean up his mood, wipe his tears, and glance at Mu Yi in his arms.

Then he closed the eyes that the senior brother Mu Yi did not close, gently put down Mu Yi's body, stood up from the ground, and began to get busy with Chong Xu.

It didn't take long for the two of them to make a good meal and bury the disciples, Zhong Yun took one last look at everyone's cemetery, cleared some traces, and left here with Chongxu.

After another period of time, Chong Xuan took Zhong Yun to find a small empty cave, and felt that it was relatively safe here, so he took Zhong Yun into this cave, ready to tell Zhong Yun something.