The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Without three days, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the hall on the top of the mountain, and Zhang Sanfeng is still there, so Pang Ban and others will naturally have scruples, time is enough."

"Aren't you afraid of miscalculating? After all, since Pang Ban and the others dared to attack Wudang, they must have prepared for a long time, and they will do so when they are sure." Ding Peng asked. (okay ok)

Chu Heng smiled casually and said, "What's wrong with being wrong? Wudang is just Wudang, and it's nothing to me. What does life and death have to do with me? Although it has a good influence on Zhang Zhenren, it doesn't make me anxious. "

This answer stunned Ding Peng for a bit, and he immediately burst out laughing, "That's right, if it wasn't for the matter of Senior Dugu this time, according to your previous situation, even if you knew about it, you wouldn't care."

Afterwards, after the rest, the group of people continued to move forward, talking and laughing along the way, without any sense of anxiety.

Chapter 330 A Dilemma

After two days of fighting in Wudang, at this moment, after resisting another wave of enemy attacks, in the main hall, even Wudang's five elders, who usually looked clean and tidy, were tired and wounded.

Although the guru status of both sides is similar after one injection.

But a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm is a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm after all, so it is naturally impossible to accidentally fall like an ordinary disciple.

Therefore, in these two days, the most casualties were those innate and first- and second-rate disciples after all.

Taoist Ziyang, who had been closing his eyes and adjusting his breath just now, also let out a soft breath after regaining his true energy.

Huan glanced at the crowded Wudang Hall at this time.

Wudang, as the head of the world's famous sect of righteousness, has a set of rules for dealing with enemies.

Just like this time, after encountering the enemy, the disciples sent to meet the enemy were at least second-rate.

Because they know that even if the disciples of the third-rate realm go down, they will only die, and they might as well stay as a kindling seed.

But Pang Ban's side was different. In order to distract the Wudang disciples so that other people could take advantage of them, they even sent some ordinary people out to die.

Fortunately, Wudang already had the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation 313 created by Zhang Sanfeng, which was able to last until now. (—)

But even so, these few thousand people in the main hall are the remaining disciples of Wudang who can continue to fight.

The rest of the second-tier and above either stayed at the foot of Wudang Mountain forever, or fled down the mountain while taking advantage of the chaos.

Withdrawing his gaze and finally placing it on Zhang Sanfeng, Ziyang Taoist sighed, cupped his hands and said, "Master, with our current situation, I'm afraid we will face another battle at most. Many disciples above second-rate forces in Wudang and elders in the Xiantian realm, They will all die.”

The other four of Wudang's five elders all had deep sorrow on their faces when they heard the words.

Wudang has developed from a small Taoist temple to a top power in the world after a hundred years. The speed of the process is unimaginable.

However, the speed of this development is too fast, so fast that Wudang has never accumulated enough background to reach the top power.

This also led to the fact that once Zhang Sanfeng couldn't make a move, Wudang would be in danger (bfcc) as it is now.

Wudang suffered such a catastrophe, even a master like Taoist Ziyang, he hoped that Zhang Sanfeng would make a move.

But they knew they couldn't, once Zhang Sanfeng made a move now. (—)

Then, even if Wudang's crisis can be temporarily overcome now, after five years, the entire Wudang will be directly dissipated because of Zhang Sanfeng's attack.

Therefore, Wudang now is caught in a dilemma.

Or, all the disciples are killed now and perish.

Or, linger on for five years before perishing.

Smelling the bloody smell continuously coming into his nose from the outside, Zhang Sanfeng knew that half of it came from his Wudang disciples, and felt a pain in his heart.

Now it is the hottest noon of the day outside, but in this always peaceful and solemn hall, all the Wudang disciples feel a chill in their hearts.

Looking at the many disciples and elders in the main hall who were either swearing to die, or had sad faces, or despairing eyes, Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh.

It was also at this time that seven people holding long swords suddenly ran into the hall in a panic from one side, their bodies were covered in blood, and their faces were terrified.

During the previous battle, some disciples and even the elders of the Xiantian realm ran away because they felt bad.

And now these seven people are among the elders who escaped.

Therefore, when he saw these seven people, Taoist Huangye, who was the hottest among Wudang's five elders, pointed at these people who fled into the spot and shouted angrily: "Cao Zhengxu, do you still have the face to come back?"

Seeing Taoist Huang Ye wishing to cut them off with the sword in his hand, the leader Cao Zhengxu begged for mercy: "Elder Huang, before we were greedy for life and afraid of death, we were obsessed with ghosts, but the enemy's strength is really too strong We don't want to die!"

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed lightly, then raised his hand to signal Taoist Huang Ye to retreat, and asked instead: "Since you have gone down the mountain, why do you come back?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's question, Cao Zhengxu said in horror: "But the people at the foot of the mountain have already been heavily surrounded by Pang Ban. The disciples and elders who fled down the mountain were all shot and killed by random arrows. We had no choice but to , can only turn from the mountain trail and turn back again."

Hearing these words, the complexions of Zhang Sanfeng and Taoist Ziyang changed suddenly.

Originally, they also thought that if there was really no other way, they would let Zhuo Yihang and Zhang Wuji take those Wudang martial arts codes and those third-rate disciples and escape from the back mountain, and rebuild Wudang after they were successful in cultivation.

But what Pang Ban and others are doing now is obviously to give them a way out!

Thinking of this, everyone present had a look of despair on their faces.

It was also because of the shock of this news that neither Zhang Sanfeng nor Wudang Five Elders noticed that Cao Zhengxu and others who were kneeling were slowly approaching while talking.

When they were only about three meters away from the Wudang Five Elders in the main hall, the six warriors around Cao Zhengxu suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the Wudang Five Elders.

Although the violent rise of the six people was extremely shocking, the Wudang Five Elders are still strong at the Grandmaster Realm. Facing these six people who are not at the Xiantian Realm, they will be killed in a flash.

However, everyone's eyes were attracted by the sudden six people, but they ignored Cao Zhengxu who stayed in place.

It was also after Ziyang Zhenren and others shot and killed the six elders who suddenly stepped forward, Cao Zhengxu quickly approached the other four Wudang five elders, Huangye, Hongye, Baishi, and Qingsuo.

His right hand, which was in his sleeve, stretched out, and the powder scattered all over the sky.