Chapter 131 The head coach is here

Author: Xiaodai Kongkong

Chapter 131 The head coach is here

In Qingyuan Mansion in September, the sultry heat still smelled of fish. Ships carrying the flags of various sects were moored at the port. The disciples in the sect were hurriedly carrying their belongings, and Zhang Wuji was confused as he watched.

He suddenly remembered Su Ze's words. The word knight sometimes cannot do justice for heaven. If you let a warrior who does evil today go, a gang that oppresses the people may appear in a few days!

No one knows how those Jianghu sects survive. At least, those fields should not originally belong to them!

This is true. Just looking at the finances of the major factions at this time, Zhang Wuji knew it very well.

In particular, several Shaolin disciples accidentally knocked over a box of gold while carrying it, which immediately provoked abuse from other sects and onlookers.

If you are a monk, why do you have so much gold? If it is earned gold, then where did the monk earn it? If it was robbery, then the monk has committed murder!

Fortunately, the group of monks were more alert and immediately began to explain: "This is the military supplies that I sent the abbot to seize from the hands of the young prince Yuanmeng in the rain of arrows. There is no need to panic!"

In an instant, the abusive people around him started clapping and applauding again.

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, and then remembered another sentence from Su Ze, as long as the propaganda is done well! Even if this big sect is full of ferocious villains who kill everyone, other ordinary people will only think that the people they kill are all deserving of death.

Kill the person!

Should Zhao Qiang be killed? For the entire martial arts world, he really should be killed! Otherwise, if he had stolen so much gold and returned to the court, if he failed, Yuan Meng might rise again!

The fact is that Zhao Qiang was killed by Su Ze long ago!

But in Zhang Wuji's eyes, everything can be discussed, and killing people cannot be killed for no reason! But in this world, no one seems to care about his thoughts!

Thinking of his identity as the leader of the Ming Cult, he could only smile bitterly to himself, looking increasingly lonely.

"The Ming Cult is so powerful, why is the leader here sighing in distress?" Zhou Zhiruo's voice came, making Zhang Wuji come back to his senses.

Zhang Wuji shook his head, put his hands behind his waist, and said: "The army of the Ming Cult is commanded by the Hidden Sect. I am just an idler! By the way, today is the last batch of personnel and materials for Emei and Wudang! Why don't I have any?

Have you met Master?"

The other four factions have just sent people to Nanyang. Just one seventh prince has already made it difficult for those four factions to survive.

When they evacuated early, they had just moved all the sect's belongings to Qingyuan Mansion. As a result, the Mingjiao rebelled and overthrew the Seventh Prince again!

Now that it's better, the Mingjiao has accepted those territories, and the four major sects are in trouble, and they are so angry that they want to curse!

It's a pity that Mingjiao is so powerful at this time that it can only vent its anger on the natives of Nanyang. Su Ze and others will not care about these things!

"Zhenzhen Zhang was invited by Elder Tony. They may come to see him off later!" Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhang Wuji from time to time as he spoke!

It was rare that Yin Li was not by his side, and she also wanted to ask carefully whether there would be a future between the two!

Ten years is not long, but it is not short either!

The two met for the first time in Hanshui, and she didn't want to experience it again.

Just when he was about to speak, several large ships slowly lowered their sails and headed towards the port.

Among them, there were three people in strange clothes standing on the bow of the ship. When they saw the ships of various factions blocking the port, they shouted loudly: "The Persian Ming Cult came to China to arrest the rebellious saint. Ignorant people stay away!"

"

Although the Persian chief minister's ship is taller, the other factions are not easy to deal with. The person who spoke was particularly arrogant, and the masters of various factions in the world who were already holding back their anger were all

The weapon was drawn.

"What kind of pirate brat dares to act wild in front of the Kunlun Sect!"

"Hey, I'm just holding my breath these days, so it's time to take it out on them!"

"Look at the man with the yellow beard and the eagle nose, he must be the Mongolian man with colored eyes. We just happen to take revenge here!"

"..."

Zhang Wuji frowned and looked outside the port. Wherever he could see, he happened to see the flag of the Ming Cult.

As a leader who was chasing a duck, he didn't know much about the Persian Archbishop. However, as the leader of the Ming Cult, he still had to go out and ask!

Before Zhou Zhiruo could say anything, she saw Zhang Wuji pushing forward and had no choice but to follow his figure.

Before Zhang Wuji could reach the boat parking area at the port, the disciples of the Kunlun and Huashan sects raised their swords and used Qing Kung Fu towards the big ship!

They were not able to tread water without leaving a trace, but the distance was not far, and they were barely able to board the ship. As soon as they boarded the ship, the swords in their hands stabbed the three leaders.

Huiyue gave the three of them a fierce look in their eyes. The Holy Fire Token in their hands seemed to be pointing at the sword, but as soon as it touched the opponent's wrist, it spun around like a long snake!

The disciples of the two factions retracted their hands and tried to push them away, but how could the three envoys let go of such an opportunity? Their whole bodies followed them forward, like floating shadows, and instantly wrapped themselves around several people.

With a loud punch, the three people spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their entire bodies fell into the sea.

The people on the boats of various factions were stunned and did not dare to step forward for a while.

At this time, Zhang Wuji finally squeezed into the docking place, and with keen eyesight, he noticed that the three of them were not struggling at all, but were about to sink into the sea.

He moved his internal energy with his feet, jumped up high, and took steps on the mast. When the three figures were about to disappear, he lifted up the clothes of the three people.

When he turned around, he slapped his feet on the sea, and like a roc, he picked up the three of them and returned to the Huashan faction ship.

"Senior brother?"

At this time, the disciples of various sects came to their senses and stepped forward to check the injuries of the three people!

Zhang Wuji squatted down to feel his pulse, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It's hopeless, my heart pulse has been severed!"

"What? It's such a vicious method. Why do you people from the Ming Cult use this move that can lead to death!"

"I just heard that it is the Persian Ming Cult. It seems that our Ming Cult in the Central Plains rebelled against the Yuan and Meng Dynasties because of this chief sect!"

"Oh, I can clearly see that it's hard to say whose own the world that the Mingjiao has conquered belongs to it!"

All kinds of sarcasm and cold words penetrated into Zhang Wuji's ears, making him frown even more. He stood up and looked up at the third envoy, and happened to find that the third envoy was also looking at him.

Zhang Wuji ignored the sarcastic comments from the disciples of various sects, and instead shouted: "I am the Mingjiao leader, Zhang Wuji, and the chief disciple of Persia came to the Central Plains. Why did he come to the Central Plains? Why did he kill people and mutilate our Central Plains martial arts!"

First he claimed to be the leader, and then he was accused of being a member of the Persian Ming Cult. Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhang Wuji, and he seemed to have learned a little about the leader's scheming!

Liu Yunshi took a step forward, looked down at Zhang Wuji, and said: "I told you earlier to give up the waterway, and I'll wait for the Persian Archbishop to come and capture the betrayed saint. It's you, the martial arts community in the Central Plains, who don't know what is good and want to find me."

Test!"

Maybe he is used to being arrogant, or maybe he wants to kill someone to establish his authority.

This Persian Mingjiao person doesn't look like he's very talkative.

Anger arose in Zhang Wuji's heart, and he mobilized his inner strength again and rushed towards the big ship: "This is not the land you are waiting for in Persia. We, the Central Plains, are not a country where we can kill at will!"

As soon as the voice fell, the person was in mid-air, and the Destroying Divine Claw struck at the three envoys.

………

Further out on the sea, on a steam battleship, Su Ze raised his binoculars and stared at the Persian ship, murmuring: "Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect Zhang Wuji to become a lot more hardened, and he actually rushed up and started fighting! Hehe, this Mingjiao

The third envoy is going to suffer a lot!"

Based on Zhang Wuji's previous character, he would never do such an impulsive thing.

However, the environment affects Zhang Wuji's character. When he was still on Binghuo Island, he didn't have many friends, so under the education of Zhang Cuishan and others, he seemed extremely simple.

After entering the Central Plains, he suffered a lot and finally learned to hide himself. He even used the pseudonym Zeng Aniu and wanted to follow the six major sects to visit Mingjiao.

After his identity was exposed by Su Ze, he had no choice but to accept his fate. Who would have thought that he would become the leader of the Ming Cult again.

After being taken to Nanyang by Su Ze to kill all the way, and after what he saw and heard, his attachment to good and evil was lost in his heart, and he became more responsible for protecting the weak.

Xiao Zhao also held a telescope, carefully stared at Zhang Wuji, who was fighting, and asked: "Su Military Advisor, aren't we going to help?"

Su Ze did not answer, but Dai Qisi, who was standing next to Xiao Zhao, explained: "No need, those people are no match for Leader Zhang!"

Having said that, Dai Qisi also felt helpless. At this time, there seemed to be more masters in the Central Plains.

Not to mention the people in the Hidden Sect, even Zhang Wuji was even more powerful than before. The Destroying Divine Claw in the Nine Yin Manual even fired the air-blasting Qi Claw, instantly tearing apart the deck of the ship.

She glanced at Su Ze cautiously, wondering what the hidden door meant and why she wanted to capture those members of the Persian Ming Cult alive.
Chapter completed!