Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

At noon, Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday banquet officially started in Wudang Zixiao Palace.

On the Wudang side, Wang Chonglou, Mu Daoren, Hong Xixiang, Wudang Five Elders, and Wudang Seven Heroes are all here.

Li Hanyi sat next to Su Qingxuan, and Lao Huang and Xu Fengnian also sat behind Su Qingxuan.

On both sides of the main hall, there are all the major sects in the world such as Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, etc., and even some unknown sects, such as the Shenquan Gang, Haishamen and the like are also there.

Zhang Sanfeng was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, sitting upright on the main seat, his celestial and Taoist temperament clearly revealed.

Looking at the people in the hall, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Thank you all fellow martial arts practitioners for coming to my birthday."

"Because the old Taoist's birthday has made all the martial arts colleagues have to work hard."

Kong Wen smiled and said: "Zhenzhen Zhang is a martial arts master. The contributions Zhang Zhenren and Wudang have made to the righteousness of the world over the years are obvious to all. It is our honor to wish Zhenren Zhang his birthday."

Kong Wen praised Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang very highly in his words.

Su Qingxuan listened to Kong Wen's words and thought in his heart: "This bald donkey definitely has no good intentions."

As expected, the next second Kong Wen started to get angry: "Zhenzhen Zhang hates evil as much as hatred, and we admire him endlessly."

"In addition to congratulating Zhang Zhenren on his birthday, I came here this time to have another matter related to justice in the world. I would like to ask Zhenren Zhang to uphold justice."

"I hope Master Zhang will spare no effort to help."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Kongwen, understood in his heart, and said: "Master Kongwen, if you have anything to say, you might as well just tell me."

Kong Wen was not polite and said directly: "Ten years ago, there was a big demon in the world, the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, one of the four great dharma kings of the demon sect, who massacred my fellow practitioners."

"We in Shaolin also sent people to kill the devil, but it was a pity that Xie Xun ran away, and there was no news after that."

"I heard that Wudang Wuxia Zhang Wuxia knows the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King, and I hope Zhang Wuxia will tell me so that all my colleagues in the martial arts can defeat the demon Xie Xun." Kong Wen's words were righteous.

Kong Wen said, winking at Master Jue.

Jue Mie understood this and stood up and said: "The devil Xie Xun has committed at least hundreds of murders in the Jianghu. Not killing him is not enough to quell the resentment of his fellow Jianghu."

"Zhang Wuxia, as Zhang Zhenren's student, must also be upright, and I hope to inform you of the whereabouts of the devil."

When Zhang Cuishan heard this, his expression changed. The Golden Retriever Lion King was his sworn brother, and he could not betray his brother under any circumstances.

But now, under pressure from many sects, Zhang Cuishan is unwilling to cause trouble to Wudang.

He thought to himself: "If they persecute him too much, I, Zhang Cuishan, will have to die to fulfill my filial piety."

Su Qingxuan looked at Zhang Cuishan's expression and knew that Zhang Cuishan had planned to use his own life to calm the turmoil.

He secretly scolded Zhang Cuishan for being so brainless.

Zhang Cuishan made up his mind and stood up.

Su Qingxuan flicked his fingers, secretly shooting out a trace of true energy, hitting Zhang Cuishan's acupuncture point, and Zhang Cuishan was immediately unable to move.

Then he winked at Yin Susu. Yin Susu was extremely smart and understood Su Qingxuan's meaning in an instant. She then firmly took a fancy to Zhang Cuishan, for fear that her stupid husband would do something wrong again.

Su Qingxuan stood up, stretched, and looked at the various sects present: "In the name of celebrating my senior brother's birthday, you came to Wudang to force me to marry you."

"Do you really think that Wudang, me, is a soft persimmon? You can pinch me if you want"!

Mu Taoren was even more direct. He took out the sword in his hand and stabbed it directly on the ground: "If you want to force the palace, first ask if the sword in my hand will agree."

The rest of Wudang also shared the same hatred. Looking at the various sects present, their momentum was not weak at all.

Everyone present changed their expressions. If Wudang forced Zhang Cuishan to protect him, there would be nothing they could do.

Only Kong Wen and others from Shaolin were secretly happy. This was exactly what they wanted to see. If Zhang Cuishan really revealed the whereabouts of Xie Xun, how could they provoke conflicts between Wudang and various sects.

Among the crowd, Xi Huazi from the Kunlun faction jumped out and said: "You are indeed powerful in Wudang, but you cannot ignore the righteousness of the world."

"Zhenzhen Zhang wouldn't just rely on his martial arts skills to protect his disciples, right?"

Kong Wen looked at Xi Huazi with satisfaction and thought to himself: "This person is also a talent that can be made. He knows how to use the righteousness of the world to exert pressure. He is destined to Shaolin. If things are going wrong here, we can try to recruit him."

However, before Kongwen could feel relieved for a few seconds, Xihuazi's next words frightened him.

"If we swarm up, and there are Shaolin monks Kongwen and Kongjian, Master Zhang may not be able to kill us all before our true energy is exhausted." Xi Huazi said with a hint of threat. .

"Fuck me," Kong Wen cursed in his heart. Even with the calmness he had cultivated over decades of fasting and chanting Buddha's name, he couldn't hold back at this moment.

"Xihuazi, you ****, I'm fucking you ****, why don't you brag about yourself, don't take me with you, if Zhang Sanfeng really takes action, let alone the 500 people present, even another 500 people won't be enough He killed him." Kong Wen's eyes were full of anger and he looked at Xi Huazi fiercely.

Sensing Kongwen's fiery gaze, Xihuazi turned around and looked at Kongwen, completely unaware of the anger in Kongwen's eyes.

Xihuazi thought to himself: "I didn't forget to flatter the Shaolin monk just now, and I did it right. Master Kongwen looked at me differently." Xihuazi felt complacent in his heart.

Looking at the self-satisfied Xi Huazi, Kong Wen reached out and touched to the side, and then he remembered that he had placed his Zen staff at the gate of Wudang Mountain.

"If I had a Zen stick in my hand now, I would definitely send you to see the Buddha with a Zen stick."

In the main hall, everyone looked at Xihuazi as if they had seen a ghost.

"Xihuazi is a true warrior."

"A true warrior dares to face Zhang Sanfeng."

"Are the people of the Kunlun Sect always so brave?"

"People in the world say that the Seven Injury Fist of my Kongtong sect is a suicidal martial art. Now it seems that when it comes to suicidal martial arts, Kunlun is better!"

He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, even looked like he was eating.

He Taichong wanted to strangle Xi Huazi to death at this time: "Brother, let's go to Wudang with Shaolin. We just want to earn some hard money and wave the flag. Who the hell asked you to charge ahead? Do you think you have lived too long? ".

"Haha, Mr. Zhang, my nephew caught a cold a few days ago and hurt his brain. What he said cannot be taken seriously. It cannot be taken seriously." He Taichong pulled Xi Huazi behind him while trying his best to circle back.

Zhang Sanfeng looked around but did not speak. The atmosphere in the hall was a little subtle.

People from Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun and other sects have their hearts in their throats.

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