"Who are you? How can I master Wudang swordsmanship?" Chen Yuanjie asked in surprise.

The move he just used was very similar to Wudang's swordsmanship, so he asked everyone to work together to stop him. If he wanted to fight with Wudang, he must not kill Wumalu, otherwise the debt would be blamed on Wudang.

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"You five young people, you are Wudang disciples in vain, and you are actually protecting the Tatars?" The man was dressed in gray clothes and had a Taoist bun. He looked like a slovenly Taoist.

He was also very surprised. He didn't expect that the five people who stopped him were all Wudang disciples.

"I don't know what the relationship between my senior's name and my Wudang is. It's just that today we were ordered to come to help. We must not let our senior take this person's life." Chen Yuanjie said politely.

"By order? Whose order are you from? I don't believe that Master Zhang will protect the Tatars!" The Taoist shouted. Seeing Wumalu trying to escape under the protection of his men, he didn't want to say anything to them. He was about to take the road to pursue him, but was

The five people worked together to stop him again.

"You six young people are really helping the emperor to do evil!" the Taoist said angrily, drawing his sword and attacking.

"This man is a first-class master. No matter what his relationship with Wudang is, we must not let Wuma Lu lose his life to him!" Chen Yuanjie said to the other five people. The other five people nodded. They naturally understood this.

clear.

The gray-robed Taoist is also a first-rate master, but even if the six of them work together, they can tie the fight.

On the other side, Wumalu saw that the opponent actually had a first-class master, and quickly asked his subordinates to cover his retreat.

Although he is a martial arts fanatic, he is not an idiot. Who knows if the other side will show up with another first-rate master? It would be very easy for a first-rate master to take his life in the chaos of the army.

Fortunately, there were those five Wudang disciples who stood up for him, otherwise he would have really overturned today.

"Mr. Song, I will definitely thank you very much later!"

Wumalu was guarded by several of his men, and only Song Qingshu was following him on one side. After passing through this dense forest, they could get down to Baima Terrace and go straight to Junzhou Camp.

"You have to thank Mr. Song very well."

Three people walked out of the forest, and Wumaru narrowed his eyes when he saw the leader.

"It's you!"

Chen Zhizhou was followed by a man and a woman. He came to the crowd and asked Wumalu for instructions, "Lord Daru Huachi, I am late, please forgive me."

Wumalu stepped forward to help him up, "I don't blame you for this, I just blame me for being too Meng Lang..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred, and he suddenly punched Chen Zhizhou with a punch, but the punch hit Chen Zhizhou was soft and had no power at all.

"You!" Wumalu's body softened and he knelt down on the ground. He had been practicing martial arts for many years and was also a second-rate martial artist, but at this time he could not use any internal strength.

He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest, suddenly realized, pointed at Chen Zhizhou and Song Qingshu and said, "It turns out that you have planned it! The southerners are indeed insidious and vicious!"

"Haha, it turns out that your Excellency has figured out the real details of Xiaguan a long time ago, but in the end it is better to play official chess!" Chen Zhizhou smiled proudly and said to the two people behind him, "Brother Ming, Mrs. Ming, this person

I’ll leave it to you.”

The two men came forward. The man was very handsome. He drew his sword and placed it in front of Wumalu's neck. "Lord Daruhuachi, do you know who I am?"

When death was imminent, Wumalu's expression remained calm, "You must be Mingrui, the leader of Baima Village..."

"Sir, you have a good memory, but do you still remember Tang Sangong who died innocently and tragically?" The woman also stepped forward to speak. Although she was wearing men's clothing, she could still tell that she was a pretty girl.

"Tang Sangong?" Wumalu's eyes narrowed.

"Just because he refused to hand over his family martial arts, you put him in prison and tortured him to death for seven days and seven nights..." The woman said and slashed Wumalu's arm with a sword.

Wumalu was also a man, but he didn't say a word. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "The old man will default on his debt if he loses. It is only natural that I take his life!"

"You..." The woman was about to argue, but was stopped by Mingrui.

"Sai'er, he is stalling for time. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should hurry up!"

"Okay, let's make this dog official die!"

The woman named Sai'er nodded and threw a bundle on the ground, "Just take a look and see what's inside!"

Wumaru stared at the round bundle, slowly opened it with trembling hands, and suddenly heard a scream. What was inside was the head of his son Barana.

"You, you guys... are so poisonous, so poisonous!" He was extremely angry, but because he was hit by a poisonous arrow, his whole body became weak after performing the exercises. He was so angry that he lay on the ground shaking.

"Go down and accompany him!" Mingrui chopped off his head with a sword, bowed his hands to Chen Zhizhou, and left quickly with the Sai'er girl.

"Song Gongzi, now that Wumalu is dead, the Junzhou camp will definitely be in chaos. I will go back early to put things in order. I will not forget our agreement. My Mingjiao disciples always keep their word."

Song Qingshu nodded. Looking at the development of the matter, this Chen Yuezhi can be regarded as a brave, resourceful, affectionate and righteous person. This is consistent with the characteristics of a Mingjiao disciple, and he no longer doubts this person's intentions.

I just didn't expect that the Ming Cult would be so powerful that even the head of a state would infiltrate and become a member of the cult.

"Wumalu died at the hands of people from our Ming Cult, and it has nothing to do with Wudang. As for the man you saw, he was not a disciple of Wudang. He just had some interactions with Zhenren Zhang in the early years, and by chance he got some inheritance.

.According to the agreement, he will clarify his identity in the future and will no longer have the slightest relationship with Wudang."

Listening to Chen Yuezhi talking while walking, Song Qingshu finally understood that the Taoist priest was called He Yeyun. Although he was a first-class master, he kept his name anonymously in the world. And the monk was even more famous. He was Monk Peng Yingyu, one of the five disciples of Mingjiao.

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"No wonder this incident in Baima Village required heavy cavalry to suppress it. It turned out that he was behind the uprising!" Song Qingshu suddenly realized.

This monk Peng was a professional in rebellion. Song Qingshu had heard of his deeds in his previous life, and the most popular topic of rebellion recently was his disciple Zhou Ziwang’s uprising in Yuanzhou a few years ago. Zhou Ziwang was martyred, but he didn’t

I thought that Monk Peng had fled to the Wudang area to continue "committing crimes".

There is indeed no problem in rebelling. But it is wrong to drag others into the water. Song Qingshu has every reason to suspect that Monk Peng deliberately exposed He Yeyun's identity. This will make it difficult for Wudang to speak out and have to fight against Yuan Ting.

"This won't work. We, Wudang, cannot be used in vain... Even if we really want to rebel, the time has not come yet." Song Qingshu was thinking in his mind, and he had already separated from Chen Zhizhou and chose a road to go down the mountain alone.

On the other side, Chen Yuezhi hurried back to the camp at the foot of the mountain. In the battle of Baima Terrace, the Baima Village bandits killed and injured several people and fled in all directions. The Junzhou heavy cavalry had lost its commander, so they gathered together under the leadership of General Manager Xing.

Descend the mountain and return to camp.

When Chen Yue entered the camp, General Manager Xing asked angrily: "Where is Mr. Wumalu?"

Chen Yuezhi didn't answer and said with a smile, "Mr. Xing is really loyal..."

He leaned close to General Manager Xing and whispered, "I don't know, but I thought General Manager Xing was a Mongolian Tatar. Your son should be closer than his own son!"

"What do you mean?" Manager Xing frowned, feeling that something was wrong with Chen Zhizhou.

Why does a guy who always brags and flatters others suddenly speak so strangely?

Before he could come up with an answer, Chen Yuezhi suddenly pulled out a steel knife from the surrounding guards and slashed him on the neck.

Manager Xing's head still looked like he was thinking, and he fell to the ground with a "gudong" sound. The two guards around him were stunned.

I saw Chen Yuezhi calmly pick up a cloth and wipe the blade of the sword, and said to the two guards, "Why are you still standing there? Mr. Wumalu was assassinated, and Manager Xing was the traitor who collaborated with the enemy. Now that he has been punished, he still can't go on.

Announce to everyone?"

"Yes-" The two of them quickly retreated.

On this day, the Junzhou Guard camp mutinied. The second-in-command of the Mongolian general sent people up the mountain to find Wumalu whose body had been separated. After crying on the spot, he took over full control of the Junzhou Guard camp. However, the incident happened suddenly, and the government order still had to be entrusted to Chen.

Zhizhou handles it.

Afterwards, someone was dealing with the funeral affairs, and someone saw a vague word under Wumalu's palm, and asked Han Jun to identify it, but it turned out to be the word "punishment".
Chapter completed!