Inside the hall, there was a sudden silence. "Are you in Wudang Mountain performing a big show?" He Taichong stood up and sneered. "Zhang Cuishan and his wife wanted to commit suicide, and then suddenly this so-called Wuliang Patriarch came out and said that Zhang Wuji was missing, and then he would say later that he should hurry down the mountain to find his son." "Zhang Zhenren, it's really a good show, which opened my eyes." Nun Miejue also said coldly. Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were slightly cold, and he protected Zhang Cuishan and his wife with one hand. The whisk in his hand turned, like a long silver waterfall, cutting through the sky. He was really angry, saving Zhang Cuishan and taking action immediately, he was simply merciless. Nun Miejue wanted to mock her for a few more words, but when she saw this, her face changed instantly, and the green sword in her hand was unsheathed, breaking through the universe, and the faint green light was breathtaking. The Yitian Sword was really extraordinary, and the faces of everyone in the hall changed, but Zhang Sanfeng was calm and walked over, with wisps of white whisk falling. He was a hundred years old, but he was still a physical martial saint. He was at the realm of true qi martial saint, and there was no sign of his breath declining. He slapped the Yitian sword back into the scabbard with a slap, and slapped Miejue with his backhand.
With a snap, Miejue was stunned on the spot, her face quickly swelled up, her face flushed, and she was furious. She gathered her true qi with one palm and slapped the old Taoist in front of her. Zhang Sanfeng's white hair was flying, but he didn't care. He slapped her horizontally, palm to palm, Zhang Sanfeng didn't move at all, but shook Miejue away for dozens of meters, and threw her directly into the air. This scene was really shocking, and it took people a long time to come back to their senses. Su Changqing's eyes condensed slightly, and he was shocked. "What a terrifying true qi." Everyone's hearts trembled, and they were shocked on the spot. There were no moves, no palm techniques, just extremely rich fighting experience, plus infinite true qi like the ocean! Zhang Sanfeng slapped Nun Miejue away with one palm, but he moved back, his body like a phantom, chasing after him, his speed was so fast that it made his eyes burst. This is too scary. "Master, please spare my life..." Nun Miejue said hurriedly in the air. Zhang Sanfeng's strength is too strong, and she is also a top martial artist. In front of him, she can't even pull out the Yitian Sword. Miejue almost thought she was going to be killed by Zhang Sanfeng's palm. Her pupils widened, and her body involuntarily smashed towards the Kunlun Sect. He Taichong's face suddenly turned black, and he turned around and fled. At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng had already come to his side and grabbed his shoulders. The old palm burst out with unparalleled power, and he couldn't move at all. Zhang Sanfeng's Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. His hair was white. He was a hundred years old, but he was extremely strong. He slapped one by one. The true energy on his palm almost condensed into substance. The immortal light made He Taichong and Miejue spin in place. The two of them spun in place, but there was no sign of flying out. "I beat you two today, but not kill you, because your ancestors had an old friendship with me." Zhang Sanfeng looked at the two and said calmly. "If my disciple died today, I would let the leaders of the four major sects be buried with him!" "Zhang Zhenren has not made a move for thirty years, but he has suppressed the two major sect leaders. It's really terrifying."
"What are you afraid of? Our four major sects are gathered together, and there are thousands of people on the mountainside. He may not be able to kill all of us before his true energy is exhausted." He Taichong covered his face, looked around, and roared. He claimed to be the same generation as Zhang Sanfeng, higher than the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Changqing in the east, Qiao Feng in the north, and Murong in the south, but he was beaten and spun in place. Hearing this, everyone was silent. No one paid attention to He Taichong, including Murong Fu, Yue Buqun, and Miejue Shitai who had just been slapped a few times. I don't want to pay attention to him. Before the true energy is exhausted, it may not be able to kill all of us. He Taichong, you are talking bullshit. "Where is Jiumozhi?" Murong Fu looked at this scene, marveling at Zhang Sanfeng's strength, but suddenly frowned. Everyone was stunned, and their faces changed instantly. In the hall, there was no trace of the foreign monk. Jiumozhi disappeared? "This person has a very bad character, is unruly, and attacked and killed my junior brother Xuanbei, but he is indeed a martial arts genius. I'm afraid it's really possible." Kong Jian frowned. "Su Changqing, I remember Jiumozhi followed you here, right?" He Taichong covered his face, frowned slightly, thought in his heart, and suddenly looked at Su Changqing. Although he couldn't beat Zhang Sanfeng and couldn't threaten Wudang Mountain, the little kid Zhang Wuji also knew the exact location of the Ice and Fire Island. "Big move, big move, really worthy of being the Marquis of Changqing." Miejue's face was red and swollen, and he said softly. "This Jiumozhi followed you, you entered the backyard, but he stayed in the front hall." "I said, why is this Jiumozhi unwilling to unite with our five major sects to target Zhang Cuishan after a fierce battle, but he is holding the tripod of Wudang Mountain and walking back and forth." They thought Jiumozhi was a fool, just circling around a worthless tripod, but they didn't expect that Su Changqing and Jiumozhi had already planned everything. This Su Changqing is really a hero, no wonder Zhu Wusi fell into his hands. The two of them were beaten and even hated by Zhang Sanfeng, but Su Changqing didn't say a word and just sat back and reaped the benefits. "I'm afraid you have already prepared the Danjiang soldiers at the foot of Wudang Mountain?" He Taichong sneered. "Dong Changqing is famous all over the world. He really has a plan. If Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu both committed suicide, I'm afraid the only one in the world who knows the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun is you, Su Changqing!" Yue Buqun stood up and sighed softly. He didn't want to offend Su Changqing, but he also wanted the Dragon Slaying Sword. Zhang Sanfeng really couldn't afford to offend him. When the Huashan Sword and Qi Sects hadn't had internal strife, there was definitely no such master. Everyone was shocked, even Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu looked at Su Changqing, feeling uncertain. .........................
"Amitabha, Changqing Hou, please hand over Jiumozhi." Kongwen put his hands together and said. "Old monk, didn't you say that Su Changqing and your Buddhist sect have a connection?" Wuliang Patriarch said with a smile. "Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's strength, he now comes to Su Changqing again." "As I have heard, Buddha's Wrath Vajra, I am not targeting Changqing Hou, but the Dragon Slaying Sword, which must not fall into the hands of treacherous people." Kongwen was tall, with tiger eyes open, holding the Nine Rings Demon Subduing Pestle, looking at Su Changqing coldly. Zhang Cuishan frowned and opened his mouth to speak, but was suddenly stopped by Yin Susu. "Su Changqing kidnapped our child, but actually saved you. If he really wants the Dragon Slaying Sword, we will give it to him! He is on good terms with the Wuliang Patriarch, so he will definitely not harm Wuji." Yin Susu stared at Zhang Cuishan solemnly. "Fifth brother, we and eldest brother have survived the life and death dangers of Ice and Fire Island, so what's wrong with giving him the Dragon Slaying Sword?" The three of them have a deep relationship, and Xie Xun is Zhang Wuji's adoptive father, so how could he be reluctant to give up the Dragon Slaying Sword. The reason why Xie Xun did not return to the Central Plains was because he had too many enemies, and a large part of them were because of Cheng Kun. It was just a broken sword. Yin Susu was now experiencing the separation of life and death, and felt sad, and almost didn't care about the so-called Dragon Slaying Sword. "If Su Changqing can hunt down Cheng Kun in the name of Jinyiwei... I'm afraid that big brother would be willing to personally offer the Dragon Slaying Sword with both hands." Yin Susu saw clearly that the Jinyi Secret Guards were all over the world, and the speed of finding a Cheng Kun was absolutely beyond imagination. Whether Su Changqing wanted the Dragon Slaying Sword or not, she decided that after this matter was over, she would immediately rush back to Binghuo Island and deliver it to the door in person. Zhang Cuishan hugged Yin Susu and looked at this decisive woman. He was touched and said softly: "Okay, I understand." Su Changqing looked around at the people who came to threaten him, his eyes were calm and calm, and finally fell on Miejue. The Wu Mu's posthumous letter in the Dragon Slaying Sword was better than nothing for him, after all, he did not command the army. But the Nine Yin Manual in the Heaven Sword would be of great use. "Give me the Heaven Sword." Su Changqing looked at Master Miejue and said calmly, his eyes were as indifferent as frost, like a cold spring under the moon. Everyone was shocked. They threatened Su Changqing to hand over Jiumozhi, but Su Changqing asked for the Heavenly Sword instead. “Su Changqing, do you want to take both the Dragon Sabre and the Heavenly Sword?” Miejue’s eyes condensed and he said in a cold voice. ................................