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It is clearly stated above that there are more than 100,000 martial artists on Mount Wudang, and their purpose is very clear, they come for Wudang.

When Chen Feng heard this, he became furious and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.

It has to be said that after being challenged by several sects in succession in this world, Chen Feng felt that it was simply a second-rate sect.

Although the sects in the past did not have the power to kill the devil, they would definitely not be so unscrupulous.

This move is somewhat similar to the evil sect's.

Could it be that the Wudang Sect was too powerful and was easily taken away by someone?

If not, Wu might be in dire straits.

Chen Feng walked away with a swagger, his eyes full of anger.

On campus.

Many people are practicing.

Chen Menghan’s live broadcast is still not turned off.

The people of Wudang had nothing to do, so they started posting this news on the Internet.

Fortunately, this is the phone he usually uses to communicate with the outside world, otherwise, after such a call, Chen Menghan might really be beaten to death.

At this time, Chen Menghan was doing her own show, but she suddenly found that a large number of comments suddenly popped up on her mobile phone.

"Go, go, go! They are heading to Wudang Mountain and are expected to arrive there soon."

"Host, tell them to go find them quickly. This group of people has been reported in the newspapers. There are thousands of them. Even a strong person like you may not be able to win."

"The other party is too arrogant. Plus, your grandfather was beaten and seriously injured. If they want to retaliate, they have to interrupt their live broadcast."

"Host, calm down. I just called you to tell you that this is a mass incident."

"Shit, what the hell is going on?"

Things got bigger.

This kind of person is not uncommon in Wudang Mountain.

However, it is quite astonishing that tens of thousands of people took action together.

All kinds of news exploded on the Internet.

However, there was unexpectedly no response.

at this time.

Chen Menghan looked at the comments below and suddenly became anxious.

"Master, there are more than 10,000 practitioners coming to Wudang Mountain this time. They must have been invited by those people. You should quickly ask them to collect all these people and leave as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned and his mouth opened wide.

More than 10,000 people?

Did something go wrong?

"Donor, please don't talk nonsense. Tens of thousands of Taoists, what a huge number is that?"

This is true.

After all, most people wouldn't believe this kind of thing.

"Go over and take a look."

Hearing this, the genius turned and ran.

Less than three minutes later, the young man who had spoken before hurried in, full of anxiety.

"Brother, brother, something bad has happened, a lot of people have come!"

Just as the young disciple ran hundreds of miles, he suddenly saw a large group of people surrounding him. Although he had always lived in Wudang, he was always worried about Chen Fan.

When the elder heard this, he immediately knew that something was wrong and shouted, "All disciples of each sect, stop practicing."

Everyone's eyes were on him.

"Please stay, I will report to the Sect Master now."

In desperation, he had to call upon the Wudang master's uncle.

Zhang Zhichao was practicing martial arts in his residence at the moment, with a trace of worry on his face.

When Chen Feng defeated Wudang that day, Zhang Zhichao had a bad feeling.

"Bang." There was a loud noise.

Before he finished speaking, the elder from before pushed the door open and walked in. .. ..