People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Kong Wen panicked and came to the side of the three of Du E, trying to help them up.

But they found that they were already out of breath, and cast a resentful glance at Zhang Wuwei.

"Why?" Zhang Wuwei looked at him calmly: "Are you dissatisfied?"

"Amitabha." Kong Wen put his palms together sadly: "Our Shaolin, waiting for you!"

"Hmph." Song Yuanqiao snorted coldly: "We in Wudang are also waiting for Shaolin master at any time."

When Sandu wanted to kill Zhang Wuwei just now, you stopped him in every possible way.

Now that Sandu was killed by Zhang Wuwei, where are you angry?

Is it true that only the government is allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps?
Shaolin old double standard.

Zhang Wuwei didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, in the future, I will conquer Shaolin."

"Yuanzhen, the six major sects besieged Mingjiao today, and both sides suffered countless casualties. Why don't you come out and explain?"

Kong Wen's face became even more ugly: "Little benefactor, you protect the Demon Sect, just kill my Shaolin disciple and forget it."

"Why, do you want to pour all the dirty water on me, Shaolin?"

"Lang Lang Qian Kun, can you still cover the sky with one hand?"

Zhang Wuwei smiled playfully: "Hahaha, you say I cover the sky with one hand?"

"Okay, so what if I cover it?"

"You!" Kong Wen clenched his hands angrily, unfortunately, now is not the moment when Shaolin had the upper hand just now.

Only incompetent rage.

"Yuanzhen, oh, no, the golden lion king Xie Xun's good master, and the wife of Yangjiao's wife, Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan thunderbolt hand, how long are you going to hide?"

Everyone was shocked.

Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun?
This name was very famous more than 20 years ago.

Of course it wasn't a good name, all thanks to his good apprentice, every time Xie Xun killed someone, he would write on the wall: Killer, Cheng Kun.

And it is popular all over the country.

"Alas." Cheng Kun sighed, and slowly walked out of the crowd: "Benefactor, little monk"

He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he slapped Kong Wen's back with a palm, turned over and fled
Kong Wen's face was already green as if it was about to drip water, but after receiving Cheng Kun's palm, it turned green and red again.

That was a mutual echo, casting a glance at Zhang Wuwei and everyone in Wudang: "Chasing!"

Take the Shaolin disciples and leave quickly.

Huashan, Kongtong, Kunlun and other sects left after seeing this.

Juejue glanced at Zhang Wuwei with resentment, her desire to destroy Mingjiao, which was about to succeed, was destroyed by him.

Turning to leave.

Zhang Wuwei mocked: "Old nun, did I let you go?"

"Did you forget something?"

Zhou Zhiruo's face froze, and she looked helplessly at the extermination. If she left, she might never return to Emei again in this lifetime.

Jueqi gritted his teeth tightly, a great shame, a great shame.

To humiliate her in such a way in front of everyone in the Demon Cult really made her life worse than death.

Flicking his sleeves, he wanted to leave angrily.

But Zhang Wuwei stopped him and stood in front of him: "You are deaf, should I let you go?"

Miejue said bitterly: "What else do you want?"

Zhang Wuwei raised his eyebrows at Yitianjian, self-evident.

"Impossible!" Extinction roared, "Even if you kill me, it's impossible."

"Oh?" Zhang Wuwei smiled, and stepped forward: "Then I have to try."

step.

Trembling with exasperation.

two steps.

Extinction was dripping with cold sweat.

He really wanted to kill me, he really dared to kill me.

Three steps.

Extinction couldn't help but back away.

"Hahaha." Zhang Wuwei looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Wuji, come here and have a look at the head of Emei."

"Do you still remember how majestic she was and how she forced our parents?"

Jue Jue's face flushed as if it was a pig's liver.

This naked humiliation really made her feel ashamed: "Zhiruo."

Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward with red eyes.

Juejue pulled her up and walked aside, and whispered a few words: "Yitian Sword. Cheats"

"The head. Exorcist killed him"

He took off the iron ring of the sect master and put it on Zhou Zhiruo's hand: "All disciples obey orders."

"Today's Legend of My Extinction is located in Zhou Zhiruo, who is the fourth generation head of my Emei."

Scanning around the disciples with different expressions, he also handed the Yitian Sword into Zhou Zhiruo's hands.

Looking directly at Zhang Wuwei, he slapped his own sky cap with a palm.

Died of anger.

She couldn't stand such an insult.

"master."

"master."

Crying, shouting, and screaming suddenly sounded.

Everyone sighed that the fierce and vicious head of the Emei sect Juejue Shitai was actually forced to death by life and death.

It really makes people sigh, the world is impermanent.

"Oh." Song Yuanqiao sighed, "Wuwei, why bother?"

"When will the injustice be repaid? We who practice Taoism"

Zhang Wuwei is now the hope of Wudang's future, and he doesn't want to be a murderous person in the future.

If that's the case, even if Zhang Wuwei has achieved great success in Taijiquan, he will try his best to get rid of it and eliminate harm for the martial arts.

He is the head of Wudang, and character is more important than martial arts.

"Hmph." Zhang Wuwei snorted coldly: "It is my parents' business to forgive her. My task is to send her to see my parents."

The Emei disciples stared angrily.

Zhang Wuwei disagreed: "I, Zhang Wuwei, want to take revenge, and I am always waiting for you."

Turn away.

Really arrogant and domineering.

Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth, remembering the instructions of her master before she died, picked up the Yitian sword, and followed silently, leading the donkey.

This made the remaining Emei disciples deeply embarrassed.

Hastily lifted up the extinct corpse, and left down the mountain.

For a while, the entire Guangmingding became deserted.

Yang Xiao and others came forward, bowed their hands and said, "Thank you Zhang Shaoxia for saving your life."

"In the future, whenever it is useful to get my teachings, just say it's okay, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Wuwei glanced at them, waved his hands, straddled the little donkey, and was about to leave.

He just wanted to earn a wave of Demon Venerable Points.

It's time for him to leave now.

Yang Xiao and the others looked at each other, heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward again and said, "Young Xia Zhang, please stay."

"The young man said that my teacher Yang has already died, can you tell me the details."

Zhang Wuwei smiled crookedly, and patted Zhou Zhiruo: "Let's go."

Want to know the secret, but also afraid of being deceived, what do you do with them.

Zhou Zhiruo silently led the donkey and prepared to go down the mountain.

Song Yuanqiao bowed his hands to the Mingjiao people and prepared to leave.

Yang Xiao gritted his teeth, even though today passed the chance of destruction, he also told him to keep fighting among himself.

I'm afraid there will be six major factions and seven major factions besieging Guangmingding.

His teachings will be destroyed sooner or later.

"Putong" knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, "Please tell me, young man."

Yang Xiao, the majestic bright left envoy of the Ming religion, the two immortals of Xiaoyao, who wanted to be strong all his life, and who never bowed his head, knelt down on the ground sincerely for the first time, begging.

Only for the Mingjiao Holy Flame to continue.

Mingjiao, I can't wait any longer.

White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, Wusanren, Wuxingqi and other unruly people looked at Yang Xiao.

For the first time, they felt admiration.

They looked at each other a few times, then knelt down one after another: "Please tell me, young man!"