The villain of the martial arts: Kissing Xiao Long Nu at the beginning

"Zhu Chongba, bring up those disciples from the big sects who are willing to join my sect." Li Hao said without looking back.

Zhu Chongba recommended Li Hao to be the leader of the Ming Cult, and Li Hao and Yan Yuan did not say anything. They tacitly promoted him to the position of deputy leader of Houtu Banner.

One was responsible for submitting Zhu Chongba's promotion documents, and the other signed it directly.

Simple and straightforward, this is efficiency.

"Yes," Lao Zhu replied, and went down to escort the people.

Soon, nearly 600 haggard disciples from various sects came over.

"Hey, why is there only Song Yuanqiao in Wudang, where are the others!" Li Hao asked curiously.

Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu and others disappeared.

"Master, they are still buried in the pit! Yesterday, you buried Zhang Songxi in the pit and left. His fellow apprentices scolded you happily."

"I couldn't stand it, so I dug a few more pits and buried them all. But it was Song Yuanqiao, the great hero, who knew the time and wrote a letter of repentance without my reminder when he saw that they were all buried." Yan Shun said with a licking face.

What's wrong with Zhu Chongba? I am the number one lackey around the master. Why do you keep getting close to the master? Do you want to steal my job?

"Fuck, Old Yan, you are awesome! The immortal Zhang Sanfeng has seven disciples, known as the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Yu Dayan is disabled, Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, and you dug a hole to bury the rest except Song Yuanqiao."

"Back then, so many righteous sects gathered at Wudang Mountain to force Zhang Cuishan to death. Now you have done more than all of them. You are awesome." Li Hao raised his hand and gave Yan Shun a thumbs up.

"Sir, do you think that old man Zhang Sanfeng will come down the mountain to cause trouble for Old Yan?" Yan Shun looked around and showed a timid expression for the first time.

"What are you afraid of? We are master and servant. I will persuade the old nun to marry and let the old monk return to secular life. It depends on you whether you can make the old Taoist priest come down the mountain. If this is successful, the legend of our master and servant will be everywhere in the world." Li Hao said with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao, who was walking towards him, heard this sentence clearly and felt sad. Once upon a time, the names of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were known all over the country.

But now, some of their brothers died, some were disabled, and the remaining few became stepping stones for others to achieve success. What a irony!

"Song Xia, I wonder what you feel now!" Li Hao saw Song Yuanqiao's decadent look and knew that this arrogant and long-renowned Wudang leader had been ruined.

In his eyes, there was no longer a trace of hatred, but only self-pity and resentment.

"Master Li, good tricks. Cranes and clams fight, and the fisherman benefits. The ancients were not deceiving me."

"The six major sects besieged Guangmingding for so long, and so many people died. In the end, both sides were injured, which created the successful Li Hao, Master Li. Song Yuanqiao admires, admires."

"Well, just admire." Li Hao nodded.

The only person who could make Song Yuanqiao say such a thing, besides his master Zhang Sanfeng, is probably Li Hao.

"Young Master, there are still so many people left in the six major sects. We don't have enough manpower to handle them. Otherwise..." Yan Shun made a gesture of raising his hand and cutting down the knife.

"Old Yan, this person is alive not only for the sake of survival, but also for the sake of human relations. Wouldn't it be a waste to kill them all?"

"These are all martial arts masters. When they gather together, they are a huge force. Can't we let them deal with some difficult things?"

"I plan to set up a Muzi Building to deal with some notorious people in the martial arts world, such as Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang, and Fu Hongxue. You will be the backbone of Muzi Building. Do you hear clearly?" Li Hao looked around at the righteous disciples and asked loudly.

"I understand." The answers of nearly 600 people were sparse and weak.

"Isn't what I said clear enough? Is it clear?" Li Hao's face was gloomy. Isn't this a slap in my face?

"Listen carefully." This time they shouted with full force. Although they had not eaten for two days and the sadness in their bodies had not yet been relieved, they still had the strength to shout.

"Carry the people up to me." Li Hao waved his hand, and several Mingjiao disciples carried Zhang Songxi and others over.

The five major sects and Mingjiao disciples saw the miserable state of the four people and took a breath of cold air.

The four brothers were buried in the pit for a night. Except for the head and two fists exposed on the ground, there was no intact part of their bodies. In some places, even bones could be seen.

Moreover, where there is a master, there must be a master.His servant, Yan Shun, had been with Li Hao for so long, and his methods of dealing with people had become more and more powerful.

In order to prevent the four from biting their tongues and committing suicide, he crushed their jaws. In order to prevent them from dying halfway, he also fed each of the four a small pill to replenish their bodies.

This approach resulted in the four being still alive and energetic after a night of inhuman torture by hundreds of insects eating their flesh.

After seeing this, the people present understood what Li Hao meant by "a life worse than death".

Even the female disciples of the three sects of Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong were so scared that they burst into tears when they saw the appearance of the four, and some even peed themselves directly.

"My lord, I have many methods, and this is just one of them. You are all acquaintances, is there anyone willing to come up and see them off for the last time?" Li Hao once said that if he didn't speak, Zhang Songxi couldn't die.

Now, Li Hao was willing to let Zhang Songxi and the others die, but no one was willing to come up to help them.

Li Hao's methods were too terrifying. If he went up to deal with them, he might become the next Wudang Four Heroes if Li Hao was unhappy.

Zhang Songxi and the others looked at Song Yuanqiao with expectation in their eyes. Unfortunately, Song Yuanqiao pretended not to see it.

Song Yuanqiao was not afraid of death, but he still had a seriously injured son. Legend has it that a warrior who breaks through to the Grandmaster level can regenerate broken limbs, and can even break through the void and ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

Therefore, as long as he is still alive, Qingshu still has a chance to recover.

"Since everyone is unwilling to come up, let's all come together!" Li Hao gestured, and a Mingjiao disciple sent four long swords up.

Under Yan Shun's organization, hundreds of righteous disciples lined up in four long lines, and each of them had to stab the Four Heroes with a sword.

Of course, in order to let the people behind feel personally involved, the front row is not allowed to stab the vital points. If the front row sends the Four Heroes away, then all the people behind him will be finished.

In this way, the four Wudang heroes, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting, left gloriously after completing the task of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.

Of course, the four of them were the glorious chickens, the ones that were stabbed.