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Chapter 304 The Idle People in the Black City 4
"My name is Chen Dong'er, and I am a disciple of the Wudang School. Who are you and why are you bullying the weak here!"

"Chen Dong'er? I haven't heard of it. Lao Meng, how about you?" Several people looked sideways at Meng Wenlei. He is the head of the Tianmen Hall in Henan's Chief Secretary, and he is the first in affairs of the world.

Meng Wenlei closed his eyes and thought carefully, then opened them again and said suspiciously: "I've never heard of this boy's name, but is this little doll teasing us?"

"How to say?"

"Are you deaf even when you're old? Didn't you hear that he was a disciple of the Wudang sect?" Meng Wenlei's face was startled and suspicious, uncertain.

He clicked such a sentence, and those around him who hadn't reacted immediately understood.

The founder of the Wudang sect was Zhang Sanfeng. There were seven founder disciples of the generation, known as the Wudang Seven Heroes. Counting the time, the youngest one died more than ten years ago.

This second-generation disciple is Xuancong Xuanxu, an experienced Taoist. Zhang Sanfeng roams the rivers and lakes, and the dragon sees the head but does not see the end. No one knows where he is. As for the so-called broken void outside the city of Ganzhou, I have not seen it with my own eyes. Believe it or not Difficult to decide.

In other words, if what the young man who called himself Chen Dong'er said was true, then he should be Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice, counted by seniority, that is, Xuan Cong's uncle.

It doesn't sound right for a young man in his twenties to be the elder of an old man in his sixties or seventies.

A few people would say that they don't believe it, but this Chen Donger's Taijiquan is sophisticated, and every move and style is obviously a true lesson.But to be honest, even though Zhang Sanfeng played around in the world, he wasn't like this. . .Didn't slip?Isn't accepting such an apprentice adding trouble to his disciples and grandchildren?

"If he sees the matter of our Tianmen, he can't keep him alive. If one kills two, why think so much? Just kill him." Su Zhusheng sneered, and pointed: "Brother Let's serve together, let's talk about other things after cooking him."

"rational!"

"Just do it."

The six people nodded in agreement, and the seven people jumped forward immediately, covering the boy's figure with bare fists and legs.

In the midst of the storm, Chen Dong'er looked indifferent, with a serious look on her innocent and immature face.His hands seemed to be clenched but not clasped, his feet moved forward and backward in a daze, one by one stroked in a perfect circle, parrying, no, defusing the repeated attacks of these seven people one by one.

Whether the strength of a thousand catties is firm or soft, he puts it aside, and the movement and stillness are like flowing water, with a calm demeanor.

The more the seven people fought, the more frightened they became. The Seven Injuries Fist, Flying Flowers Picking Leaves, Orchid Brushing Hands, Sorrowing Finger, Seizing Soul Palm, Wave Ruo Palm, Tianshan Flying Immortal Linked Kicks, all kinds of magical skills and special skills can only be used one after another. The young man is trapped, and if he wants to win, he has to use a hundred tricks.

They have plenty of time, but the premise is that the boy is really alone, and there is no follow-up support.But obviously, this probability is too low.For a Wudang disciple to appear in Heicheng at such a time, it must have something to do with the siege of Guangmingding by the Three Religions and Seven Sects.

Is it possible that the Wudang faction only sent one person here?

"Business matters, Qiaohu, you go and kill Xiaopeng first."

Su Zhusheng gave an order, his figure changed, and he was on top of a bald old man, his fists and feet roared like a gust of wind and rain, and his momentum became even more majestic.

Yang Yanhu did not hesitate, turned around and flew towards Hua Pengfei, who was unconscious on the ground behind him and had no resistance. He was in mid-air, with a finger in front of his chest, ready to attack.

Ten steps, five steps, close at hand.

Yang Jianhu could take Hua Pengfei's life with just a single finger, but at this moment, a Daoist sounded loudly: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable!!!"

Yang Jianhu acted as if he hadn't heard of it, but suddenly a whisk suddenly appeared, and hit the sky spirit on top of him with a thousand jun force from top to bottom.

"Damn it!" Yang Jianhu yelled angrily, a lazy donkey rolled over, his body turned over, and in an instant he raised his hand to grab the vital part of the unsuspecting guest's crotch, but in the haze, he only exchanged three moves with a skinny palm, and then For a moment, the figures exploded on both sides.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, poor Daoist Wudang Xuancong, met several benefactors."

The battle on Chen Donger's side was still going on, Yang Jianhu's nose was tangled with veins, and he glared at the old Taoist in front of him, yes, it was Xuan Cong, the current head of the Wudang School.

Wearing a fairy dress with purple ribbon and Bagua, holding a moon-white Qingming whisk, an ebony hairpin on his head, holding Taoist etiquette in front of one hand, his face seems to be smiling but not smiling, which is annoying.

"Xuan Cong, don't meddle in your own business, listen to our family's advice, and be careful to lose your life!"

"Our family?" Hearing Yang Jianhu's hateful threat, Xuan Cong was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at Hua Pengfei at his feet, his brows frowned into a pimple, and then unfurled: "Your Excellency is a member of the Tianmen?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yang Jianhu didn't answer, Xuan Cong asked again: "Tianmen gossip 16 liang, I don't know which hexagram you are planning? Or which fixed star is on the table?"

"It seems that Zhang Sanfeng told you a lot..." Yang Jianhu slipped his words before, but now he no longer hides it, and said in a deep voice: "Our family is fighting against the sky, Yang Jianhu."

Xuan Cong heard Yang Jianhu's self-introduction of his family, nodded his head, and said with a smile: "Jianhu saved his father in the name of 24 filial piety, so it turns out that your Excellency is the Nandou Hall Master of Tianmen, disrespectful, disrespectful."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yang Jianhu waved his hand suddenly, interrupted Xuan Cong's polite words impatiently, and cut straight to the point: "Xuan Cong, the guy behind you is the one who must be killed by our Tianmen, you will not let him!"

Xuan Cong pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I won't give in."

"You really won't let me?"

"Master Xu on Shaoshi Mountain almost took the life of the poor Taoist, and the cultivation of the poor Taoist is not yet home, so it is difficult to let go of this cause and effect." Xuan Cong paused, and then said again: "However, the ancestors also did it a few days ago. He said, the troubled times are approaching, Master Xu may answer the destiny, and those who stand in the way are like mantis arms blocking a car, the end is unpredictable, and the poor are very afraid of death."

"Then are you going to give in or not!" Yang Jianhu's eyes were red and he was full of anger.

"Your Excellency is not the master of Tianmen, and I don't want to embarrass a few of you. This young man is saved. If you don't give up, how about doing it?"

"When I'm afraid of you?!" Yang Jianhu yelled angrily, and was about to move forward, but Su Zhusheng shouted loudly in the chaotic battle over there: "Stop!"

In the blink of an eye, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the wind and fire stopped.

"Old Su!"

"Shut up!" Su Zhusheng shouted, then looked at Xuan Cong with squinted eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xuan Cong, the Shaolin sect leader has mentioned this matter to our family. If you want to protect the person behind you, you can do that. But we have to ask you, do you know the rules that Tianmen established with the Shaolin Wudang Emei Three Sects back then?"

"know."

"What happened tonight?"

"The poor man must keep his mouth shut, otherwise he will be caught by the thunder!" Xuan Cong swore with three fingers raised to the sky.

"Okay, Tianmen will let you this time!"

　Thank you for the monthly tickets of the two officials of "Never Read Genuine Novels" and "Lan Yu", and thank you for the recommendation tickets of the four officials of "I Like Su Yan", "You Mingxuan Xiao Hanfeng", "Qiu" and "Sura's Drawing the Sword", cat I can't thank you enough.

　　PS: Today's update is late, mainly due to the delay last night, I'm really sorry.In addition, there is a response from the boss that the early morning update seems to delay sleep. After that, the cat will update at ten o'clock. Well, it will start tomorrow.

　　
　
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