People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Ban Shuxian thought in her heart: Hmph, in front of Shaolin, Wudang and the six major sects.

Do you dare to kill me?
Kill me and see how Wudang can save you.

But she didn't want to, a cold light flashed in front of her eyes, piercing her throat.

Grabbing the blade in disbelief, his eyes widened, staring at Zhang Wuwei:
"how dare you?"

"You don't want to live anymore?"

Died of anger.

"This kind of request." Zhang Wuwei drew out his long sword and spread his hands: "I have never met it in my life."

"You!" He Taichong roared angrily, and was about to get up.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuwei stepped on his chest and suppressed it firmly:

"You should thank me. You are the head of the sect now. After she dies, no one will care about your concubine in the future."

He Taichong was taken aback for a moment, that's right, he married Ban Shuxian in order to become the head of the sect.

This is why she has been angry with her for so many years.

Now, she's dead, isn't she?
My heart was burning hot, and my complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and I immediately reacted.

"Boy, I have a bitter hatred with you, and I vow to kill you to avenge my beloved wife!!!"

Then he used his internal force to force out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed nearly three meters high.

It was really beautiful, and fainted to the ground.

However, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Opening his eyes pretending to be dizzy, he watched Zhang Wuwei inserting the long sword into his heart in confusion.

Zhang Wuwei looked at him with a sneer: "Did you forget that you forced my parents to death?"

"You!" He Taichong straightened his arms, pointed at Zhang Wuwei, without saying a word.

The wife of the follower, Ban Shuxian, fell to the ground and died.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Zhang Wuwei was so courageous that he killed the head of Kunlun directly in front of everyone?
Does he still want to be the righteous way of martial arts?

Does he still want to walk down the Bright Summit alive?
Shaking off the blood on the sword, pointing at the crowd: "You, you, and you."

"I still remember that when I forced my parents to death, I had a part in it."

"Come on, let's fight to the death."

Zheng——

A lonely and domineering sword soared into the sky.

Standing on the top of this mountain, everyone is terrified.

Xian Yutong took a step forward and smiled, cupping his hands and said, "Boy, today our six factions are besieging the Devil's Cult."

"The hatred between you and me, I will be waiting for you at any time in Huashan in the future."

"However, please step aside now, let me eliminate harm for Wulin and destroy the Demon Cult."

Hmph, righteousness is in the body, whether you give in or not.

Let, once the sword power is released, the martial arts will be useless.

Otherwise, how can you allow a little boy like you to stand in the way of the car under such a torrential situation?

Breaking into the magic way, it can be destroyed by hand.

The rivers and lakes are not the rivers and lakes of reckless men.

Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, Zhang Wuwei took a step forward: "Come to fight!"

war!
war!
war!
Constantly reverberating above the mountain.

How could it be so soul-stirring.

It made people's blood surge up, their hearts were surging, and they wished they could draw their swords and step forward.

Xian Yutong's face froze, and under the traction of his momentum, he only felt tingling pain all over his body.

Reluctantly holding back, he said: "You have thought about it, you are going to fall into the devil's way!"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Wuwei laughed and said, "What is justice and what is evil?"

"Where were you when aliens invaded and bullied the people?"

"Where were you when you drove out the Tartars and fought on the battlefield?"

"You guys are only going to fight for the dragon-slaying sword. If you want to order the world, you dare not refuse."

"You guys will only fight for power, bully the weak, and frame others."

Pointing at Xian Yutong, he continued:
"You, Xian Yutong, abandoned your wife and son, Hu Qingniu kindly treated you."

"His younger sister Hu Qingyang even promised her with her body, and she is pregnant. Who knows that you are the head of the Huashan Sword Sect."

"Abandoned Hu Qingyang and ignored him, and married the only daughter of the former head of the sect, resulting in one dead body and two lives."

"Also poisoned my senior brother Bai Yuan to death, blaming Mingjiao."

"This is the so-called positive?"

Cold sweat broke out on Xian Yutong's forehead: "You are talking nonsense!"

"It's rare for me to walk upright and sit upright. Who doesn't know that Senior Brother Bai Yuan was tortured to death by the Ming Cult."

"In order to maintain Mingjiao, you actually slandered me. As for Hu Qingyang, I have never heard of it."

"I am the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, how can I have a love affair with a demon sect scoundrel and cause him to become pregnant?"

"Absurd."

Zhang Wuwei laughed loudly: "Look, look at this hypocrisy."

"Open the long fan, is it the golden silkworm poison hidden inside?"

"Is the poisoned person the same as Shiraigaki's death?"

thump thump——

Xian Yutong took three steps back again and again.

Panic in heart, distorted face, how did he know?

How would she know?
Scan the crowd, look at their strange eyes, what should I do?
How to do?
This is how to do ah?

Anxious in his heart: "He lied, I, how could I, Xian Yutong, use such a despicable method to kill my fellow disciples."

"It's all him, deliberately talking nonsense in order to protect the Devil's Cult."

"Hurry up, everyone, kill him and destroy the Demon Cult."

He kept pushing and shoving his disciples, but no one stepped forward, they just looked at him coldly.

He looked flustered.

Unable to bear it, he turned around and wanted to escape.

Zheng——

Zhang Wuwei held the sword in both hands and flew into the air.

He quickly caught up with Xian Yutong, fell in the air, and split Xian Yutong in half with his sword.

"Hmph, it's cheap for this villain."

Shaking off the blood: "I have accepted Feng Qingyang's favor."

"Huashan Sword Sect, only punish the chief villain, and spare your lives for the rest."

"Dugu Nine Swords!" Huashan's two elders stood up and clasped their hands and asked, "Senior Feng, how are you doing?"

Zhang Wuwei glanced at the two of them coldly: "Don't you hurry up?"

"Don't wait for me to change my mind."

The two smiled awkwardly. They stood up because they wanted to take advantage.

It was embarrassing to be ignored by Zhang Wuwei, but they didn't want to let go of the duck.

This Ming Cult is about to be destroyed, if you leave now, how can you rob it.

Turning his eyes, he looked at Shaolin.

Wudang will not stand out, Kongtong, Kunlun, their Huashan Sword Sect has been abolished, and Emei's extinction may not care about losing face.

But on the eighth floor, she couldn't beat Zhang Wuwei.

Then there is only Shaolin.

Grandmaster master, Sandu.

is their last hope.

"Amitabha."

The three of Du'e got up and came in front of the crowd: "The little benefactor really has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, quite like the demon Yang Dingtian back then."

Zhang Wuwei sneered and said, "How dare a defeated general speak boldly?"

Du E touched his one eye, as if he felt the pain from that year:

"It's a pity, it's a pity, Yang Dingtian has disappeared for many years, otherwise our senior brother would really want to see him, the big devil again."

"Only you?" Zhang Wuwei said mercilessly: "That is to take advantage of his death to dare to be rampant here."

"What?" Du E looked at Zhang Wuwei in shock: "He's dead?"

The members of the Ming Cult stood up one after another, and looked at Zhang Wuwei in shock: "Young man, you actually saved us."

"We are grateful, but we can't talk nonsense."

"Our Yang Cult leader is famous and his martial arts are world-class, how could he die quietly?"