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After Zhang Cuishan said his request, he didn't give Zhang Sanfeng time to react at all, stood up, and turned straight to look at the jianghu factions that threatened Wudang.

His gaze swept over Shaolin; Kunlun He Taichong; Emei extinction, Jing Xuan Shitai; Guan Neng and a group of people wait.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Cuishan said in a loud voice: "All the sins were committed by Zhang Cuishan alone. The eldest husband does everything by himself, and today you are satisfied. "

The moment the words fell, Zhang Cuishan directly drew his sword, crossed his neck, and slashed down hard.

At the moment when the blood light was about to burst out.

A yin wind blew over instantly.

Zhang Cuishan didn't have time to react at all, and the long sword instantly escaped. Although a thin red line was left on the neck, fortunately it was just a flesh wound.

After the long sword was freed from Zhang Cuishan's hand, it did not fall, but flew strangely in the air.

The sword body that flashed with cold light trembled slightly, accompanied by bursts of sword sounds, as if the long sword had its own wisdom.

The major factions present were still shocked by Zhang Cuishan's fierceness just now, but soon they began to be shocked by the long sword flying in front of them.

The disciple of the Huashan Sect said in horror: "Flying Sword Jumping Pill." How is this possible!! How can there be such a magic in the world!! "

The art of flying swords is widely spread in Taoism, and the Huashan Sect, as the root of Quanzhen Shuo, and Lü Dongbin, among the five ancestors of Quanzhen, is a well-known representative of the sword immortal.

To some extent, the art of flying swords, whether in the rivers and lakes or in the rumors of the city, is an out-and-out immortal art!

And now, this should have existed in the script, and the magic of the immortal legend appeared alive in front of the eyes of the major sects of the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention a Huashan disciple, the other factions, regardless of their cultivation level, all showed frightened eyes at this moment.

"Martial Arts Supreme, Sword Slaying Dragon!! This...... Is this a secret in the dragon slaying knife? "

A voice suddenly came from behind the major factions.

For a time, countless people in the rivers and lakes looked at the eyes of the flying sword, eager to release light.

"Hey..." Zhang Sanfeng sighed faintly, slowly came to Zhang Cuishan, who was sitting on the ground, bent down to help him up, and said, "Why are you suffering?" Do you think that on this Wudang Mountain, Master Wei can't even shelter his own disciples? "

Zhang Cuishan seemed to have only come to his senses at this time, and he was in pain, and he glanced at Zhang Sanfeng with great regret, and knelt down and said: "Disciple... The disciple disappointed the mentor!! "

"Zhang... Zhang Zhenren! "Empty Zen Master is worthy of being a Shaolin monk, even if he still has a worldly heart, he can't do all four. But at this moment, in the face of the shock brought by the flying sword, he was the first to come to his senses among everyone present.

"Dare to ask Zhang Zhenren, this... This is the legendary flying sword art? Also, does this flying sword art come from the dragon slaying knife, can it be said that the Wudang faction has cracked the secret of the dragon slaying knife? "

The series of questions of the Zen master seemed to remind the various sects. For a while, when everyone looked at the disciples of the Wudang Sect, they all showed fierce eyes, and they no longer had their previous concerns.

Zhang Sanfeng is very clear, don't look at him as a generation of grandmasters, the founder of the Wudang Sect. But right now, against the entire martial arts, even he can't bear the hostility of the entire martial arts.

The tigers can't hold the wolves.

No matter how Zhang Sanfeng can fight, now he will not be able to fight the entire martial arts on his own.

"Master Kongwen, under the Poor Dao Sect, there has never been a flying sword technique!!" Zhang Sanfeng shook his head in denial.

"Zhang Zhenren, why deceive me and wait?"

"That's right, this flying sword technique is right in front of you, doesn't Zhang Zhenren think I'm waiting blind?"

"Zhang Sanfeng, you are a generation of grandmasters!"

The crowd was excited, and they saw that a dramatic battle of the five major factions besieging Wudang was about to be staged.

A deafening roar instantly spread from the top of Wudang Mountain directly to the foot of the mountain.

Even the Wudang Mountain disciples who were standing at the foot of the mountain to solve the sword stone clearly heard this angry shout coming from the Zixiao Palace.

"Presumptuous!!"

The deafening and terrifying sound wave, in an instant, made the disciples of both the Wudang Sect and other factions present show painful expressions, and even worse, their eardrums were cracked, and blood flowed.

Even under this roar, people who were not injured were equally dizzy at the moment, their limbs were weak, and their true qi seemed to be out of control.

In a short period of time, up and down Wudang Mountain, everyone fell backwards, except for the Zixiao Palace, a few people maintained a standing posture.

"Gang Lord, what a loud voice!!" Dressed in a long white dress, naked and delicate, with black hair as smooth as silk, pulled into a simple bun on the top of her head, and between the gestures, a girl like a fairy in the demon world emitted a string of silver bell-like laughter.

"The breath of the Gang Lord, indeed... Majestic indeed!! "Zuo Qianhu is dressed in a battle armor, with five long knives upside down on his back, a long whip with a bell hanging from his waist, and a simple knife in his hand.

"That's right, that's right! The voice attitude is frightening!! Huang Rong, who nodded in agreement, did not have the slightest demeanor of a future female Zhuge and wore a swarthy torn leather hat on her head, crookedly. The hands and faces were all coated with black coal, and when they smiled, they showed two rows of snowy fine teeth, which looked a little out of place.

The first offline mission of several group members began with a roar that shook the mountains.

A gold-on-background black pattern uniform, its domineering temperament, vividly displayed.

Xiongba smiled, his gaze first glanced at Huan An, hugged his fist slightly, and said, "Xiongba has seen Huan Gongzi!" "

"Gang Lord, why bother to be polite?" Huan An Yaoyao helped and said, "It seems that this task, just the Xiong Gang Master alone is enough to solve it easily!" "

"Gongzi Huan, where is this talking?" Xiongba said modestly: "Under this little trick, how dare you show off in front of Gongzi?" "

As the group members exchanged pleasantries, a weak and trembling voice suddenly came.

"Demon... Sorcerer!! Zhang Sanfeng, you are a generation of grandmasters, unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, he colluded with the demon people with the intention of destroying the Central Plains martial arts!! "

Following the prestige, this old monk was the first to recover among the people present. It's just that Rao is so, at this moment, Zen Master Kong Wen can only reach out and hold the Zen staff, so he can barely maintain a standing posture. The voices of the speeches are all intermittent.

"The old monk is nice. I was able to recover so quickly! After glancing approvingly, Xiongba immediately looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Chief Zhang Dao, these people who dare to come to you to provoke will die." Do you need to help the prefect clean up? "

"No!!" Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly spoke.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if Xiongba really killed the many martial arts people present, the Central Plains martial arts would be broken in an instant.

I don't know how many sects will disappear because of this.

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