His only son, Song Qingshu, was crippled. How could Song Yuanqiao not be furious?
Even the third-generation disciples would be affected.
After thinking about this, a disciple named Yang Xiu suddenly stood up and shouted sternly,
"How dare you, Mo Han! How dare you cripple Eldest Senior Brother! Third generation disciples, quickly form the True Martial Seven Intersection Formation and attack together with me to capture Mo Han and hand him over to Senior Uncle Song Yuanqiao!”
Yang Xiu thought it through clearly. Today's matter was difficult to resolve.
The only way out was to capture Mo Han and hand him over to Song Yuanqiao.
As for Yang Xiu, he could also obtain Song Yuanqiao's favor because of this. He could even use this to become the number one disciple of the third generation. In the future, it would not be a problem for him to become the leader of Wudang.
Ambition was something that anyone with a brain would have.
The other disciples might not be as shrewd as Yang Xiu, but they still moved instantly. They formed the True Martial Seven Severing Formation and surrounded Mo Han!
The True Martial Seven Severing Formation was created by Zhang Sanfeng after comprehending the Turtle and Snake Mountains in front of the True Martial Divine Statue. It was extremely mysterious and was not limited by the number of people.
When the two of them form an array, the attack and defense will be prepared, and the power will increase greatly.
The three of them formed a formation, and their power was equivalent to four experts.
Four people were equivalent to eight masters, five people were equivalent to sixteen masters, six people were equivalent to thirty-two masters, and seven people were equivalent to sixty-four first-class masters of the world attacking at the same time. It was indescribable.
The crippled Song Qingshu lay paralyzed on the ground, his face ashen and his body covered in blood.
It was only when he saw the third generation disciples forming the True Martial Seven Severing Formation that a fierce look flashed across his eyes.
The more people there were, the more powerful the True Martial Seven Severing Formation would be!
Although these third generation disciples of Wudang Sect had only grasped part of the essence of the True Martial Seven Severing Formation and were unable to unleash its full power, they were still extremely terrifying despite their large numbers!
Even he, Song Qingshu, would not be able to take it. As for Mo Han, he would only be left with the fate of death!
This made Song Qingshu feel a lot more smug, and he even looked forward to the scene of Mo Han being executed.
Even if he was crippled, Mo Han could not live!
Mo Han looked at the True Martial Seven Severing Formation with a solemn expression, but he smiled and said,""True Martial Seven Severing Formation. The formation is not bad, but the person who set it up isn't very strong!”
"Humph! Mo Han, you harmed a fellow Wudang disciple and crippled Senior Brother Song's cultivation. Such a sin is unforgivable! The dignity of Wudang Sect could not be humiliated! Today, I, Yang Xiu, will lead the third generation disciples to kill you and clean up the sect!”
Yang Xiu shouted angrily and pointed his long sword straight at him. The many third-generation disciples behind him responded one after another, as if they were united against a common enemy.
"Kill them!"
In an instant, more than 20 third-generation disciples attacked and surrounded Mo Han.
The array formation changed endlessly, and the long sword in his hand danced continuously. He attacked and defended in an orderly manner. For a moment, the Sword Qi around Mo Han raged, and it was extremely terrifying.
The strength of these disciples were mostly second-rate experts, or even third-rate experts. They were not worth worrying about.
However, with the help of the array, he was able to unleash the power of an early-stage Hou Tian expert, which made Mo Han feel a lot of pressure.
Looking at the ever-changing array, Mo Han temporarily avoided the sharp edge and continued to swim.
At the same time, he pushed his divination to the limit and analyzed the weakness of the True Martial Seven Severing Formation.
In just two breaths, Mo Han's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile,""The True Martial Seven Severing Formation is indeed extraordinary. If it was the True Martial Seven Interception Formation formed by the Wudang Seven Heroes, even I, Mo Han, would have to retreat. However, you have only grasped the surface, and that is not enough!”
" Nine Swords Beyond the Swords, General Formula!"
With a furious roar, Mo Han instantly disappeared from where he was. His entire person turned into a series of afterimages. His speed was extremely fast as he directly pounced towards the grand array.
There was only one person, but under his terrifying speed, Mo Han turned into countless afterimages, and the tree branch in his hand was extremely fast.
In an instant, all the disciples who formed the True Martial Seven Severing Formation were attacked by Mo Han!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In just an instant, more than a dozen disciples were sent flying, and blood splattered across the sky.
Only Yang Xiu, who was the leader, was still barely standing. It was just that his face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down.
Nine Swords Beyond the Swords, each move had an indescribable effect.
And the general technique was more suitable for this kind of group attack!
There was no other way. The disciples of the True Martial Seven Severing Formation complemented each other and attacked and defended in an orderly manner. It was difficult to break them one by one.
However, if they were attacked at the same time and all the disciples were unable to take care of themselves, then the True Martial Seven Severing Formation would collapse on its own!
However, it was not easy to attack all the members at the same time.
But Mo Han had done it!
"Congratulations to the host for defeating several third generation disciples of Wudang Sect. You have obtained 45,000 points!”
Mo Han smiled faintly and was very satisfied. Although these third generation disciples were not worth much individually, they were still very optimistic when there were many of them.
Then, Mo Han glanced at the third-generation disciples who had fallen to the ground and said emotionally,"
"The array formation is a wonderful array formation, but you third-generation disciples only know how to fool around with Song Qingshu and ignore your proper work. You're really tarnishing the reputation of the True Martial Seven Fragmented Array!”
Hearing this, everyone's expressions became even uglier. The crippled Song Qingshu's face turned ashen, and he even seemed to have lost all hope of living.
Even the True Martial Seven Severing Formation couldn't do anything to Mo Han, so what should he do?
Yang Xiu, who was the leader, was trembling. Looking at Mo Han's unfriendly expression, he could not help but say,"
"Mo Han, this is Wudang Mountain. You can't continue to be impudent. It's better for you to surrender!”
"Noisy!"
Mo Han frowned slightly. He waved the tree branch in his hand casually, and a Sword Qi shot out, directly blasting Yang Xiu away.
"Puff!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yang Xiu fell to the ground. His face was pale and filled with disbelief, and then despair: "You…you…you crippled me too?”
Mo Han smiled, not caring at all.""I've crippled Song Qingshu, so who do you think you are, Yang Xiu?”
" I…" Yang Xiu wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he did not say anything. His face was filled with desolation and despair.
He originally thought that he could use the True Martial Seven Severing Formation to capture Mo Han and hand him over to Song Yuanqiao, then ingratiate himself with Song Yuanqiao and pave the way for his future.
In the end, he did not expect that Mo Han could not be taken down. Even he, Yang Xiu, was crippled.
Just like Song Qingshu, he had become a cripple!
This was hard for Yang Xiu to accept, but he had no choice.
More importantly, Yang Xiu couldn't compare to Song Qingshu.
Even if Song Qingshu was crippled, he was still the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes. As for him, Yang Xiu, who was he?
Now that he was a cripple, if he stayed in Wudang, he could only be a servant at the lowest level, responsible for farming and cooking. He was just a servant!
If he left Wudang Sect, he would only be a cripple and his life would be over!
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