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Chapter 221 Confrontation

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Whether the Wudang Sect has real talent and knowledge or gaining fame, can you know everything in the world after a battle today. As for the festival between the Ming Cult and us, it will not be too late to settle the accounts slowly in the future.

Yang Xiao said, "Miusi! Wonderful! Let's take a look at the gestures and ask the Grandmaster of Wudang Zhenren Zhang to give some advice on what he could not do, which is better than our hard practice for ten years."

Seeing Qingfeng became even more furious, she began to think about how to rectify Zhang Wuji's plan.

Yang Xiao said: "It's your best! I've tried my best, but I still can't get one step faster than the Eagle King."

He turned to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Zhang Zhenren, if you don't want to end up, you can just say a word to explain, and we won't be too hard. The Wudang Sect only needs to admit defeat. Could it be that it really cost you your life?"

He said loudly, "What a true identity of Zhenren Zhang? How could he fight with others casually? Isn't this a big joke? Why don't you let me first learn about your qualities and see if you are qualified."

Before Wei Yixiao answered, Yang Xiao's laughter had already sounded in the corner of the west room.

For a moment, a cold wind blew in the hall, making people feel so cold that it was trembling. Wei Yixiao and Lu Zhanke faced each other and were directly knocked back by Lu Zhanke's Xuanming Divine Palm for several steps. Then an unhealthy grayish color appeared on his face.

But before Zhao Min finished speaking, he suddenly heard a person in the corner of the east room and asked with a smile: "Bat King, has Yang Zuo sent me?"

"I'm overestimating my ability!" The Lu Zhanke behind the Taoist Taoist saw Wei Yixiao's smug look, walked out with disdain, shouted loudly, then raised his palms and called Wei Yixiao.

If he had lived in such a twilight years, how many times could he have lived? Today, there was no need to take his life. Just humiliate him and make the Wudang Sect famous, and this trip would be accomplished."

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji hurried forward, his palm pressed against Wei Yixiao's back, and a warm current entered his body to help him resist the cold poison.

Ling Xu, a master of the Wudang Sect, just saw Zhang Sanfeng vomiting blood, and was worried about the injury of the Grand Master. At this time, he couldn't help but shout: "My Grand Master was injured and vomited blood just now. Didn't you see it? Why...why..." At this point, there was a crying voice in his voice.

"No...no...no...no!" Wei Yixiao trembled all over, obviously not recovering from the internal injuries just now.

Wei Yixiao turned and disappeared directly. Then he appeared quietly behind the man, using the ice palm skills and slapped a stroke on the "Dazhu acupoint" of his vest. The man was shocked and angry, turned around and tried his best to shoot down Wei Yixiao's head.

Zhao Min shook her head slightly and said, "Today we are here to ask about Wudang's unique skills. No matter which Wudang Sect ends up, we are happy to accompany you.

That's how this senior is rare to be considered a famous master. Isn't that great if you try Tai Chi's method of using softness to overcome hardness and wielding emptiness and controlling reality?"

Wei Yixiao knew that as soon as Han Bing's palm was put on, the opponent's strength was immediately removed, but when the masters fought, they dared to let the strong enemy hit the forehead. The courage was unprecedented, and everyone onlookers were shocked.

Zhao Min became more and more angry. Seeing that there were more and more masters of the Ming Cult, he had arranged a plan properly. It seemed that it was difficult to succeed today, but it was once a lifetime to seriously injured Zhang Sanfeng. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

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He took advantage of the distracted man's mind to attack him. He was not open and honest enough, but then he calmly received a palm from the other party with his forehead, but it was too open and honest. He was actually bold and reckless, and regarded life and death as a joke.

"Did Master Zhang think that it's just you and this poisonous bat have a climate that can be formed?" Zhao Min looked at Zhang Wuji contemptuously: "Master Zhang, do you really think you are the best master in the world? Don't forget, Guangming tops the Southwest Alliance..."

So he said coldly: "We visited Wudang, just to understand whether Zhang Zhenren's martial arts is true or false. If we want to wipe out the Ming Cult, don't we recognize the path of Guangmingding?

Why do you have to compete on Wudang Mountain? Is it possible that you, Zhang Zhenren, can you evaluate the outcome? In this way, as long as Zhang Zhenren and Baishu Taoist fight, if the real person wins a move and half a stance, we admire the Wudang Sect's martial arts in name only. Otherwise, there will be public opinions in the world, so I don't need to say more."

Zhang Sanfeng knew Yin Tianzheng, after all, he was Zhang Cuishan’s father-in-law and had also come to Wudang Mountain to be a passerby.

As for you, the Ming Cult leader Zhang Wuji, you can't be considered a member of the Wudang Sect now."

At this time, King Yin Ye led many good players from the Sky Eagle Banner to arrive one after another, and the Ming Cult added a lot of people.

Yin Tianzheng smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite to envoy Yang Zuo. We arrived at the same time, but we still couldn't tell the difference. I'm afraid you'd give me three points for Master Zhang's sake."

The Baishu Taoist said, "Baibrowed Eagle King, you are an evil demon, I am an evil demon. We both exclaimed our anger, and our own people will not hit our own people.

But after Qingfeng suddenly noticed that Zhang Sanfeng had finished speaking, his eyes were staring at him. Qingfeng immediately felt a bad premonition, and he pointed at himself with uncertainty, and said, "Me?"

Lu Zhanke also remembered the previous image of the two of them in Wudang Mountain and the situation of being beaten by the seven heroes of Wudang, so he was so angry that he said sternly: "Old Dao Zhang, you'd better follow us back to Dadu, otherwise, your Wudang Sect will probably disappear from the world from now on!"

Let’s do this, Master Tai has just taught you some Tai Chi skills, but you have never let anyone go, and I don’t know if you have learned it.

Zhang Wuji said with contempt, "Just rely on you? Hahaha, with me, Zhang Wuji, don't want to use Wudang Mountain to do a piece of grass and tree!"

Before he finished speaking, everyone behind Zhao Min was already roaring like thunder: "Nonsense!" "Shut up!" "Fuck!"

"Old...Master, how are your injuries?"

Qingfeng means, Mr. Zhang, don’t pretend. You can solve your Wudang Sect’s affairs by yourself.

"Oh, I'm old, I can only move my mouth. I can't do it anymore. I can only rely on you young juniors." Zhang Sanfeng blinked at Qingfeng in a narrow voice. That means, Qingfeng, you told me to just move my mouth but not move. I have to listen to you, right?

Qingfeng looked at Zhang Sanfeng in amazement, cursing in his heart: This old man is more rogue than me! Is this considered shooting himself in the foot?
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