The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Wudang Mountain.

Although it was noon, the sun was shining brightly.

However, a chill suddenly rose in the hearts of the martial arts heroes present, and they vaguely felt a chilling atmosphere as a storm was about to come.

"Those ones......Who is he! ?"

"Hiss - that's a cavalry, and it's also a heavy armored cavalry. Could it be that people from the imperial court are also here to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday! ?"

"Something's wrong! Those people seem to be erecting the banner of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, they are the Mongolian Yuan cavalry!!!"

"When Yuan Gou comes, he must have bad intentions and the person who comes is not good!"

Looking at the black heavy armored cavalry outside the mountain gate, even though the martial arts people present were all extraordinary people, they still felt a bit of horror. Although they thought highly of themselves, they never looked down upon the imperial court. In the eyes, but also aware of the reputation of the Meng Yuan cavalry, they couldn't help but look at each other at this moment, both of them were a little scared.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang came to Zhang Sanfeng's side. The boss Song Yuanqiao frowned and whispered:

"Master, the Meng Yuan people have arrived with a large army. I'm afraid the people who come are not evil!"

Zhang Sanfeng gently stroked his long beard, looked solemn, and sighed softly.

"One wave is not over, another wave is rising."

"Alas, Yuanqiao, please go down and get the Wudang disciples ready. I am afraid we will experience an unprecedented bloody battle today."

The Seven Heroes of Wudang were all shocked.

Zhang Cuishan, in particular, looked even more miserable, with regret in his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice:

"Master, it’s all your disciple’s fault for causing you so much trouble......."

If he had known earlier that his return would bring such big trouble to his master and the entire Wudang Sect, then he would rather take his wife and children to die on Ice and Fire Island than come back!

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to see Zhang Cuishan's regret, sighed softly, patted his disciple on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Lao Wu, why are you crying? Is this what I taught you since you were a child?"

"Haha, I don’t cause trouble in Wudang, but I am never afraid of trouble. Your master, I have lived for a hundred years and I have never been afraid of a fight!"

This is true.

When dealing with the martial arts heroes, Zhang Sanfeng was unable to take heavy action due to his righteousness, but when it came to the Meng Yuan Tatars, he, Zhang Laodao, would not be merciful!

"I have been practicing Taoism for decades, but people in the world really treat me like a soft persimmon. Anyone can take advantage of me!"

"I want to see what these Mongolian people want to do today!"

Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath, and his kind and kind face showed a rare hint of sullenness.

Apparently, Mr. Zhang had also been holding back his anger today.

"Xiaoyou Ji, fellow Taoist Chongyang fellows, please sit down for a while while I go talk to them!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled calmly at Ji Chang'an and Wang Chongyang, and immediately stepped out, with the Seven Heroes of Wudang behind him, and headed straight for the thousands of troops.

When Wang Chongyang saw this, he couldn't help but be a little worried, plus he was worried about the alien race. He always hated it, so he took the initiative to say to Ji Changan beside him:

"Little devil, the Meng Yuan people are coming fiercely and there are many of them. Do you think we should help Zhang Zhenren?"

"Let's wait for now."

Ji Changan waved his hand, then found a chair to sit on, closed his eyes to rest, and said lazily:

"After all, Wudang Mountain is still Lao Zhang's territory. Let him talk to those barbarians first, and we will take action later."

Wang Chongyang sighed softly, but a long-lost passion emerged in his heart. He looked at the dark cloud-like barbarian army and murmured to himself:

"Back then, I was alone and unable to support myself, and finally lost to the Jinren. I lost miserably. But today, no matter what, I will never lose again!"

Zhang Sanfeng walked calmly and led the Seven Heroes of Wudang to the front of the Mongolian and Yuan army.

Song Yuanqiao, as the current head of Wudang, stepped forward and stood in front of everyone, neither humble nor arrogant, and said loudly:

"I'm at Song Yuanqiao, I would like to ask you, are you here for a banquet?"

"If so, please dismount your horse and take off your armor. You are a guest. I, Wudang, have prepared some wine. If not, please come down from the mountain. We will not entertain you!"

Song Yuanqiao is indeed Zhang Sanfeng's founding disciple. Although his martial arts is not the strongest among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, he is round on the outside and square on the inside. He is quite magnanimous.

These words also made the heroes on Wudang Mountain secretly cheer.

Well said!

My friend. There was good wine when they came, but when these Mongolian and Yuan Tartars came, they only had sticks and swords!

On the Mongolian and Yuan side,

Sihan was flying on his horse, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he vaguely revealed a magical power that seemed to see through people's hearts. Looking down at Song Yuanqiao, he slowly said:

"I have heard that the Wudang Sect is the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts world, but when I saw it today, I was really disappointed."

"With your meager skills, can you still be the headmaster of Wudang?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a faint electric light emerging from his eyes, releasing the pressure of a land god level, and a mountain-like aura suddenly roared out.

Song Yuanqiao was suddenly shocked and couldn't help it. With a groan, he subconsciously stepped back, but was supported by a steady and strong hand.

"Yuanqiao, let me come as my teacher!"

Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward, guarding the Seven Heroes of Wudang behind him. His kind face rarely became serious, his eyes became a little colder, and he said in a deep voice:

"Poor Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, may I ask who you are?"

"Are you Zhang Sanfeng? Sihan

Feiying's eyes lit up, he looked Zhang Sanfeng up and down, and sneered:

"Its appearance is unremarkable and unremarkable"

"I don’t see anything strange about the so-called Master Zhang."

"What the emperor said is true, there are many people in this world who are just trying to gain fame!"

At this moment, Mu Taoist also walked out slowly and came to the crowd. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes of Wudang with cold eyes, and said with a smile on his face but not on his face:

"Zhang Sanfeng's reputation is difficult to live up to, and the Wudang Sect has also plummeted. It is no longer what it was back then. A mere grandmaster can actually be the headmaster of Wudang. It is sad and lamentable!"

After seeing Mu Taoist, Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed:

"Mu Taoist? It's you!"

"you......How come you are here and mixed up with the Meng Yuan people?!"

Mu Taoist chuckled and said solemnly:

"Back then, you drove me out of Wudang and made me lose face in front of the world. Now I have come back to take revenge. Zhang Sanfeng, today I will let you taste the taste of ruin!"

In front of the Zhenwu Palace, Wang Chongyang was shocked.

"Mu Taoist?"

"This guy has been missing in the world for twenty years. I thought he was dead a long time ago. Why did he come back to the world again? Ah Qing on the side blinked and asked in a low voice:

"Who is Mu Taoist? Is it very powerful?"

Wang Chongyang sighed softly and explained:

"This Mu Taoist was once the first famous elder of the Wudang Sect, the second-largest figure under Master Zhang, and his martial arts skills were unfathomable."

"Later, because he made a big mistake of killing his fellow disciples, he was expelled from Wudang by Master Zhang in anger. It seems that Master Zhang was still soft-hearted back then, so now he has another difficult opponent!"

"Mu Daoren was already the top master in the world twenty years ago, with the peak strength of the Grand Master. Now twenty years later, I am afraid that he has taken that step and reached the level of a land god."

Thinking of this, Wang Chongyang couldn't help being shocked and said with emotion:

"In this way, Mu Taoist plus Prince Meng Yuan, two masters of the realm of land gods, plus those three thousand iron cavalry, may not be able to end well today......."

"wrong."

Ji Changan, who was closing his eyes to rest, interrupted Wang Chongyang's words.

He was lying on the chair, without even opening his eyes, but he raised three fingers, shook them at Wang Chongyang, and said with a half-smile. :

"They are three land gods, together with seven or eight great masters, plus three thousand of the most elite Meng Yuan cavalry, and a total of eighteen artillery pieces."

"What! ?"

Wang Chongyang was so frightened that he almost pulled off his beard. He couldn't do it anymore. He stood up quickly, came to Ji Changan's side, and said anxiously:

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Three land gods, have artillery?!"

Ji Changan said lazily:

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Look at this posture, the Meng Yuan people are determined to completely wipe out Wudang today!"

Wang Chongyang swallowed hard, his eyes full of fear. For a moment, he was confused and muttered to himself:

"Today, on Wudang Mountain, there may really be a river of blood!"

Ji Changan was still closing his eyes to rest, but there was a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he was talking in sleep, and he murmured softly:

"There will indeed be rivers of blood flowing here today, but it’s hard to say whose blood will be shed in the end......."

In front of Wudang Mountain.

Looking at Taoist Mu who suddenly appeared, Zhang Sanfeng's face was livid, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he was rarely really angry, and he said word by word:

"The old Taoist felt soft-hearted at first, but unexpectedly he laid the root of a disaster."

"good! Today, the old Taoist will make up for the mistakes of the past and clean up the family for me in Wudang!"

Mu Taoist sneered and said jokingly:

"Zhang Sanfeng, your opponent today is not me."

After that, he turned around and saluted respectfully towards the young monk in the crowd, who looked like stars holding the moon.

"He also asked the Imperial Master to take action and subdue Zhang Sanfeng!"

The Eighth Master Ba smiled warmly, stepped out slowly, clasped his hands together, and softly recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, a young monk named Eight Masters, is now the Grand Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty. He has long heard that Master Zhang has profound martial arts. The young monk has admired him for a long time and hopes that today he can see the master's supernatural powers."

Another master of the level of land gods!

Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed.

Wang Chongyang in the distance was even more shocked. He subconsciously looked at the young man beside him who was still resting with his eyes closed, secretly thinking that he was indeed like this little devil. They said the same thing!

The emperor Sihan Fei and the eighth master of the country came to Wudang together. Two of the three great masters of Meng and Yuan Dynasties came to Wudang together.

Plus Mu Taoren, a traitor to Wudang, there were three top land immortals. Powerful!

This lineup is simply terrifying!

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the three majestic and powerful opponents in front of him, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes unconsciously.

The three top masters, Plus three thousand cavalry!

With the strength of the Wudang faction alone, it is impossible to survive this catastrophe

"However, fortunately, Ji Xiaoyou and Chongyang Daoist are here today, otherwise Wudang would really be bleeding like a river!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng not only stroked his long beard lightly, but also smiled happily

"Zhang Sanfeng, you dare to laugh when you are about to die, are you crazy? When Mu

Taoist saw this, he sneered and spoke sarcastically.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't take it seriously. He glanced at Mu Taoist with great disdain and said lightly:

"It's a coincidence that today is the birthday party of the old Taoist. On Wudang Mountain, I happened to find three land gods. Do you think I should laugh?"

As soon as he said this, the smile on Mu Taoist's face suddenly solidified.

"impossible!"

"There are only six major sects, how can they gather two land god-level beings? Unless Buddhism sends experts, how can Buddhism help you Zhang Sanfeng?"

Mu Taoist's face was gloomy, and he looked at the crowd of martial arts people in front of Zhenwu Square. He looked back and forth several times, but he couldn't tell who was the helper Zhang Sanfeng said.

At this moment, something unexpected happened..

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin and the four Dharma protectors of Jing Nian Zen sect hurried to the front of the Mengyuan people's formation and saluted the Eight Masters.

"Amitabha, Master Eight Masters, and the old monk are polite!"

The Eighth Master Ba smiled gently, lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together, and returned the salute.

"It turned out to be Master Kongwen from Shaolin Temple. I didn’t come far to welcome him, so I hope the abbot will forgive me! Seeing that the Eighth Master Ba was very kind and respectful, Kong Wen finally felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion:

"Amitabha, Buddhism in the world is one family"

"Fortunately, Master Ba Shiba came to help in time, otherwise the old monk and others would have almost been poisoned by the devil today!"

"oh? how do I say this? Could it be that all the senior brothers have already had sex with Zhang Sanfeng?"

Ba Shiba's eyes flashed, as if he was a little curious.

Si Hanfei and Mu Tao Ren also looked at Kong Wen and others. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

And Kong Wen was He sighed and said bitterly:

"Master, I don’t know. The old monk came here today to find out the whereabouts of the traitor Xie Xun."

"But Zhang Sanfeng, in order to keep the secret of the Dragon-Slaying Sword for himself, wholeheartedly protected his disciples, and even specially invited two top masters to help. Only then did I suffer a complete defeat, and almost suffered a murderous attack!"

"I would like to ask the master and the prince to take action to completely eradicate the Wudang sect and these demon cult monsters present. We, the Buddhists, are willing to help you to defeat the demons together!"

In full view of the public, this famous Shaolin monk, indiscriminately, directly complained to a villain, and in front of everyone, he spoke shamelessly and confounded right and wrong. In his mouth, Zhang Sanfeng actually became a conspiracy The villain with the dragon-slaying knife.

And these monks are heroes who are willing to sacrifice their lives and blood in order to protect the righteousness of the world!

The most outrageous thing is that hundreds of people from the martial arts community who came to celebrate their birthdays are all Chengcheng. The accomplices of the demon sect must be completely eradicated!

This disgusting and ugly posture, not to mention all the martial arts heroes present, even the demon sect masters and disciples such as Wanwan and Zhu Yuyan who are lurking on the eaves People are also dumbfounded and speechless.

What does it mean to be a shameless villain who confuses right and wrong?

This is a living example!

And on the other side.

Shi Feixuan's face is pale, and there seem to be thousands of thunders in her mind at the same time. The explosion made me feel cold all over my body and I couldn't help but tremble all over.

"No!"

"not like this......seven"[]