Fengshen: I am the emperor, create a chat group at the beginning

At this moment, the martial arts arena is densely packed with people.

These people were dressed in weird costumes, and their faces were full of evil spirits. It was obvious that they were licking blood.

The first person is Young Master Pianpian, with handsome features, dressed in white, quite chic.

Behind him, followed by many masters.

This person is none other than Zhao Min, Princess Ruyang King.

At this moment, he is disguising himself as a man, pretending to be Mingjiaojiao and advocate Wuji.

Zhang Sanfeng walked to the martial arts arena with strides, waved his sleeves, and said to Zhao Min:

"The veteran is Zhang Sanfeng, what advice do you have?"

Zhang Sanfeng had a playful look on his face.

In fact, he had already learned the news that Zhao Min led an army to invade Wudang from Emperor Wan Gu.

These words are nothing more than a few polite words!

"Zhang Sanfeng? Why are you so young?"

Zhao Min was obviously also frightened.

His eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Sanfeng in disbelief.

Those guests of the Ruyang Palace were also dumbfounded when they saw that the famous hundred-year-old real person Zhang Sanfeng was actually such a young man.

"Pindao has recently made a breakthrough! He's rejuvenated! Why? Do you have an opinion?"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, and said to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min took a deep breath, put away the shock in his heart, and took a deep look at Zhang Sanfeng.

Her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

She arranged for Gang Xiang to assassinate Zhang Sanfeng, but looking at the current Zhang Sanfeng, how could he look like a seriously injured person?

Thinking of this, Zhao Min suddenly felt that he might fail this time!
"My Mingjiao advocates Wuji. I have heard that Wudang Master Zhang is pedantic about heaven and man, and his martial arts are world-class. I am here to ask for advice!"

Zhao Min's expression remained unchanged, but instead he bowed and saluted, and spoke to Zhang Zhenren.

"Hahaha! Wuji, someone is pretending to be you... This little girl seems to have fallen in love with you, and she plans to use your identity to meet the master!"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhao Min's words.

Laughter shook the sky, filling the entire Wudang Mountain.

The point of Zhang Sanfeng's gaze happened to point to Zhang Wuji who was hiding in the crowd.

Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other.

"It turns out that Master already knew my identity..."

Zhang Wuji was horrified, he didn't care about the disguise, he hurried forward, kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said respectfully:

"Disciple Zhang Wuji, pay homage to Master!"

"Worryless!"

"Is it Wuji's child?"

"Is the little boy on the other side a fake?"

"Master even knows this? Oh my God!"

Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi looked at each other, and both could see the disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Good boy, come on, you and I, grandpa and grandson, will talk about it later. Today, the old Taoist will give a good lesson to these beasts in front of us!"

Zhang Sanfeng touched Zhang Wuji's head, then a cold light flashed in his eyes, he turned his head, and said coldly to Zhao Min:

"Zhao Min, princess of Ruyang King, back then your Ruyang Palace harmed my three disciples. Today, take out the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, and I will save your Ruyang Palace from the life of a dog!"

boom!
hiss!
The entire martial arts arena, whether it was Wudang or Ruyang Wang Keqing, all gasped.

Good guy!
This old man, do you dare to say so?

That is King Ruyang who holds a heavy army, even the imperial court is afraid of him!
Although Zhang Sanfeng is a master of martial arts, isn't it too arrogant to threaten to kill the entire Ruyang Palace?
"Presumptuous! How dare you insult my Ruyang Palace! Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, give it to me!"

When Zhao Min heard Zhang Sanfeng's words, he immediately felt extremely humiliated.

Even if it is Zhang Sanfeng, can he stop thousands of troops?
Such arrogant words are courting death!
At the moment, Zhao Min asked the three masters of the Vajra Sect from the Western Regions to go into battle together.

I plan to give Zhang Sanfeng a note of Mawei first.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw the three of them make a move, instead of showing any trace of fear in his eyes, his face was full of enthusiasm, and he said:
"Okay! I'm worried that I don't have a sacrifice!"

Sacrifice?

Everyone was puzzled for a while.

Immediately, he felt that Zhang Sanfeng in front of him had really become "Crazy Zhang Sanfeng".

Zhang Sanfeng just finished speaking.

The body is like an arrow that leaves the string, it suddenly rises out of thin air, and in the void, it took seven steps in a row.

The whole person looks like he is flying in vain.

"Wudang vertical ladder!"

"Master, it's unbelievable that he has practiced this technique to this level!"

The members of the Wudang sect suddenly let out exclamations.

Ah San and Ah Er are both disciples of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions.

Ah San is good at external skills, inherited from Shaolin's powerful Vajra Finger and Vajra Subduing Demon Kungfu.

Ah Er is proficient in internal strength, born with supernatural power, from the outside to the inside, and his internal strength is no less than that of the fire worker Tutuo back then.

"Whoa!"

On the left is the powerful Vajra Finger, and on the right is Ah Er performing the Vajra Subduing Demon Kungfu.

The two attacked from left to right, and when they made a move, it was the power of thunder, and the inner strength roared out, causing a strong wind on the field.

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, and with one hand Tai Chi, he took off the attacks of the two.

Then, backhand palm!
"Crack!"

Ah Er Dali's vajra finger snapped abruptly, exposing the white bones inside.

"what!"

Ah Er screamed and fell to the ground.

Eighty percent of his martial arts attainments originally came from his fingers, but now that he has been abolished, he has become a useless person.

Zhang Sanfeng kicked again, the inner strength in his body exploded, and the kick sent Ah San flying dozens of feet.

"Duang!"

Ah San hit the big bell in Wudang Mountain, and her bones were broken.

"call out!"

A sword energy strikes at a tricky angle.

It was Ah Da who shot Zhang Sanfeng.

This Ah Da was originally named Fang Dongbai, nicknamed "Eight-armed Excalibur".Back then, he was the head of the four elders of the Beggar Clan. He was a master of swordsmanship and was famous all over the world. Because he was able to strike the sword so fast, it was as if he had seven or eight arms, so he was nicknamed "Eight-Armed Sword" in the world.According to legend, he died of a serious illness, and actually took refuge in the Ruyang Palace, under the pseudonym "Ada".

Taking advantage of Zhang Sanfeng defeating Ah Er and Ah San with one move, Fang Dongbai launched a sneak attack.

The sword light was fierce, bursting out bursts of cold light, straight to Zhang Sanfeng's throat.

"What the hell is your name Ada? In front of the old Taoist!"

"No one can call Ah Da yet!"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, his eyes were like a falcon, and he looked straight at Jianmang.

The palm of the hand condensed and turned into a sword finger.

The sword pointed out and touched Fang Dongbai's long sword.

"boom!"

With flesh and blood, Zhang Sanfeng actually directly cut off the opponent's fine iron with his sword finger.

The sword finger contained infinite sword intent, which came out through the body, directly piercing Fang Dongbai's chest, and the sword energy swam away, cutting off all Fang Dongbai's meridians.

"Hehe, that's it? Return the master of the Ruyang Palace? You are not worthy to lift shoes for an old Taoist!"

"If it wasn't for the sacrifice of Lord Eternal Emperor, you would have died long ago!"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, without turning his head, and walked towards Zhao Min.

Everyone in Wudang Mountain was stunned.

"The martial arts cultivation of these three people has already reached the ranks second only to the top masters. When the three of them go up together, the master packs them up, and they make one move at a time?"

"No wonder Master can rejuvenate, this kind of martial arts attainment is simply unheard of!"

Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi muttered to themselves.

The strength of the Ruyang King and the others is far above the Wudang Seven Heroes, but they are like weak chickens in front of their master Zhang Sanfeng.

Even Zhang Wuji's face was full of shock.

Comparing the two, he suddenly found that even he couldn't stop the master's move at all.

"This old way... is simply too strong! Let's go!"

When Zhao Min saw the three of them, they were defeated by Zhang Sanfeng in an instant, his handsome face changed drastically, and he hurriedly spoke to the crowd.

"Where to go?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Sanfeng had already appeared in front of Zhao Min.

Zhang Sanfeng was joking, and said:
"Little baby! The Yitian sword in your hand is not bad. In this way, there will be more sacrifices!"

"Protect the princess!"

The Xuanming elders who guard Zhao Min's side, in terms of strength, are already at the level of the top masters in the world.

Facing the sudden appearance of Zhang Sanfeng, he was also taken aback.

Shocked, the two made their moves together, unleashed the Xuanming Divine Palm, and went towards Zhang Sanfeng.

"Xuan Ming, the youngest? The old Taoist hasn't settled the account with you guys yet!"

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes, killing intent surged in his eyes...