People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

"Ding, thank you for your patronage."

"Ding, thank you for your patronage."

"Ding"

Zhang Wuwei was very upset.

Facing Song Qingshu under his feet, he stomped down fiercely.

"Ah!!!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"I was wrong, junior brother, senior brother Bu Zhang, please forgive me."

"Really, don't hit, if you hit again, you will die."

Song Qingshu couldn't help howling, he thought he was a tough guy.

But after a few punches, he felt that he was not.

Feeling perplexed again, Zhang Wuwei kicked him hard again.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was exhaling a lot of air and inhaling less, he kicked back to Song Yuanqiao's side.

"You're welcome, help you educate your children."

Song Yuanqiao had black lines on his face. He didn't stop him because Song Qingshu had gone too far.

But you're a little too ruthless.

It's fine if you almost hit it, don't hit your face.

Just such a child.

Why are you hugging your grandson?
"Have you had enough trouble?" He Taichong, head of Kunlun, said with a gloomy face, "Enough trouble, let's go down."

Zhang Wuwei raised his eyebrows: "Hey, Mr. Tieqin has such a big temper."

He Taichong ignored Zhang Wuwei, instead he cupped his hands and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Master Song, you Wudang, what is the meaning of this?"

He came today to destroy the Ming Cult.

Kunlun and Mingjiao are both in the Western Regions and near Kunlun Mountain.

It was really uncomfortable, so Shaolin and Emei invited him to attack Mingjiao.

He agreed without thinking.

"Tsk tsk, are you looking for parents now?" Zhang Wuwei curled his lips:
"I haven't started fighting yet."

"Why are you so cowardly?"

"You!" He Taichong pointed to Zhang Wuwei: "You are a child with a yellow mouth, and you have no respect for your elders."

"I respect the character of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and I will be patient with you, so don't be rampant."

"I'm going crazy, why?" Zhang Wuwei turned his nostrils to the sky and hooked his fingers:
"Come on, beat me up."

"Come on, come on, come and beat me up."

He Taichong was so angry that he trembled all over, all the heroes of the six major factions were here, which made him feel very ashamed.

"Jumping bridge clown, I won't argue with you."

"Master Song"

At this time, Zhang Wuwei said lightly:
"Wuji, what's the name of Mr. Tieqin's concubine?"

"You dare!"

He Taichong looked at Zhang Wuwei angrily.

Zhang Wuwei continued to say disapprovingly:
"Aunt Wu? Why did Mr. Tieqin beg you to come?"

"I forgot, you learn?"

He Taichong couldn't control it anymore, he drew out his long sword: "Young boy, die!"

How could he continue to be the head of the sect if it was said in front of everyone that he was ashamed to avenge his kindness.

With the horizontal sword in the belly, he made a move "Snow Embraces the Blue Sheath", this move is the essence of Kunlun swordsmanship.

It seems to be an understatement and casual, but there are seven or eight extremely fierce killing moves hidden in it.

The purpose is to prevent Zhang Wuwei from having a chance to speak again.

Zhang Wuwei kicked the bottom of the sword, and the scabbard flew out instantly and hit He Taichong.

Taking advantage of the situation, he drew out the long sword, turned his wrist, and then stabbed at him.

Just as He Taichong turned his head to avoid the scabbard, Zhang Wuwei's sword tip was already in front of him.

As a last resort, he used his right arm, his wrist trembled, and the sword light soared.

In an instant, it enveloped seven or eight vital points on Zhang Wuwei's body.

"it is good!"

"Mr. Tie Qin is worthy of being the head of Kunlun, and his swordsmanship is really good."

Many martial arts masters applauded.

Ban Shuxian nodded with a smile, it was worthwhile for her to help He Taichong ascend to the head of the sect.

Handsome in appearance, profound in skill, and excellent in swordsmanship.

It would be better if you are not greedy.

Zhang Wuwei smiled, and gently uttered three words:

"Broken Sword Style!"

Press the wrist down, and lift the tip of the sword upward.

With a crisp sound of "ding", He Taichong's sword tip instantly bounced off.

Then the wrist was raised, and the point of the sword was downward, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it instantly touched He Taichong's wrist.

With a clang, the painful He Taichong couldn't hold the long sword and fell to the ground.

Stopped abruptly.

Half of the people shouted, their faces turned red.

Why did you lose just as soon as you praised you?
How about the heads of the six major sects?
It's too embarrassing to be unable to catch a single move.

He Taichong's face turned red, and he stood there in embarrassment, unable to advance or retreat.

Zhang Wuwei picked up his long sword and threw it at him: "Then, use everything you know."

That tone, that movement.

It made Mrs. He almost turn purple in the face.

"Hmph!" Ban Shuxian drew out her long sword, and without saying a word, she directly made a move of "Konoha Xiaoxiao".

The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and began to attack Zhang Wuwei.

Seeing this, He Taichong didn't care about his face.

Swinging the sword to attack, the combination of the two is Daming's top Kunlun art: Liangyi swordsmanship.

The two swords are vertical and horizontal, fierce and fierce.

The corner of Zhang Wuwei's mouth raised: "This is what it looks like."

Holding a sword, he fought with the two of them.

The sword is shining brightly.

After a while, there were no fewer than hundreds of moves in the fight.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian were sweating profusely. Did this kid start practicing swords in the womb?
How come the swordsmanship is so superb.

Of the two of them, one is slow, the other is fast, the other is simple and honest, and the other is light and elegant.

One positive and one negative, both rigidity and softness.

But he was suppressed by Zhang Wuwei with one sword and one sword. If it weren't for the two husbands and wives, who learned the same art and practiced from childhood to old age, they were extremely proficient, they would have been defeated already.

Looking at each other, they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Today, in front of everyone from the six major sects, as the head of one sect, neither of them can defeat him together.

Their old face can be regarded as lost to grandma's house.

He Taichong gritted his teeth fiercely: "Ma'am!"

Ban Shuxian didn't understand, so she immediately resorted to a golden needle to cross the catastrophe, retreating quickly, and a little bit of cold star appeared on the tip of the sword.

Attack Zhang Wuwei's chest and abdomen.

On the other hand, he made a move of breaking the cloud on the cliff, and opened and closed the long sword with a forceful momentum, firmly covering Zhang Wuwei's throat and head.

The swords crossed, as if it was the afterglow of the setting sun.

There is infinite loneliness hidden in the beauty.

"Good!" Zhang Wuwei exclaimed, the heads of the six factions really have some strength.

The long sword slashed eastward and turned westward, leaned back and forward, and then slammed on the hilt fiercely, throwing the long sword out.

It was the Dugu Nine Swords' Li Jian Style.

The long sword left the body and spun rapidly in the air, unexpectedly piercing through the densely packed sword nets, coming in front of He Taichong and the other two, and slashing towards the vital point of the throat.

The two of them were forced to withdraw their swords and retreat, at this moment Zhang Wuwei jumped up.

He slapped the ground hard, and the gravel flew horizontally.

He quickly caught the long sword, sword and hand together, swinging the sword!

chi chi chi-

A few silver lights flashed, He Taichong and the two felt a pain in their chests.

He fell to the ground, and just about to get up, Zhang Wuwei had already stepped on his chest, pointing the point of his sword at their throats.

"This Kunlun swordsmanship is just so-so."

"you!"

He Taichong's face was ashen, but he was helpless.

The husband and wife teamed up and were defeated by a young boy, so what else could be said.

Ban Shuxian was very tough: "If you have the guts, kill me!"