The three Wudang Sect disciples 'faces turned cold when they saw this scene. They did not dare to make a sound.
Even if Song Qingshu had fallen from his pedestal today and his glorious image had been torn apart, he was still the number one person among the younger generation of Wudang. He was not someone these three ordinary disciples could afford to provoke.
Moreover, Song Qingshu's father was the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao!
Just this background alone was not something they could compare to.
"Senior Brother Song, calm down. Although that kid's sword is fast, I don't think he's faster than Martial Uncle Song!”
"That's right! Senior Brother Song, you've ruined Wudang's reputation. Let's see which of the other sect's disciples can withstand a single move from that demon's sword. Senior Brother Song was able to block three moves. He was already a dragon among men!”
"That's right. Even if Martial Uncle Song can't defeat him, can't our Wudang Sect Master, Perfected Zhang, take care of him?”
Bang!
Song Qingshu slammed the table so hard that the table leg cracked.
"Nonsense! My father can't defeat him in a battle?"
What do you know?
I'm not angry because of Wudang's reputation. I'm angry because of my reputation!
They were of the same generation, and their ages were similar. Their statuses were different.
Why was he defeated like this?
Why was he defeated so thoroughly?
He couldn't figure it out!
At this moment, Song Qingshu no longer had the bearing of an elegant young master. He gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.
"When we return to the mountain, we will definitely invite Martial Uncle or Father to take action. Yan Chen…Wait for your death!"
......
Outside Cangzhou City, in a simple tent.
Zhou Zhiruo sat in front of the tent, her slim arms wrapped around her knees as she stared at the bonfire in a daze.
It was already late, and Bei Jinyi was only slightly injured. Although Ding Minjun's face was swollen, she was depressed and suffered internal injuries. At this moment, the two of them were resting in the tent, and the other two Emei disciples were serving them.
Five disciples of the Emei Sect had escaped from the White Mountain. Although they were better than the Wudang Sect, they were not much better.
Ever since Ding Minjun had descended the mountain, she had not stopped spewing obscenities. When they reached a safe area, she was even more unrestrained. Zhou Zhiruo's mind was in a mess when she heard that, so she left the tent alone and wanted to sit quietly for a while.
It didn't matter if she didn't come out. At this moment, she was enjoying the night breeze and looking at the moon. Zhou Zhiruo's heart was suddenly filled with the warm smile of the young man with the swift sword and white clothes.
What was Yan Chen doing now?
Did he properly bury the souls of those who died under his sword?
Why was his sword so fast?
Why isn't he willing to kill me?
Is it really because I'm beautiful?
Zhou Zhiruo had the thoughts of a young girl, and there were countless questions she wanted to ask in her little head. When she thought of the last sentence, she couldn't help but blush.
When she thought of Yan Chen caressing her face and touching her hand, her ears were already red.
"Is it really wrong for Senior Brother Song to kill them all?”
Zhou Zhiruo's lips curled up slightly when she thought of Song Qingshu's usual pretentious appearance and how he looked so pathetic and comical today.?
Her heart turned a thousand times, and finally, she sighed.
"I hope that the next time we meet, we will not draw our swords again…"
......
In the blink of an eye, it was already the second day.
The fastest person in the martial world was not a knight, a horse, or the Green-winged Bat King.
It was news!
The news of the White Mountain Army's young marshal forcing the various large sects to return in defeat with a single sword spread throughout Cangzhou City in just one night. No one knew who leaked the news.
The Shaolin Sect was not present at first, but in the end, it was added to the story, saying that the six sects were besieging the White Mountain Army.
In the end, even Mistress Annihilation and the Wudang Seven Heroes were defeated by the White Mountain Army's Young Marshal in the battle yesterday.
Cangzhou City, Ming Cult's branch altar.
A burly man with a curly beard sat at the head of the table. He was reading a secret letter with a pigeon in his hand, frowning as he read.
It was the Altar Master of Ming Cult's Cangzhou Branch, Chang Yuchun.
"Isn't the White Mountain Army a bunch of useless bandits? How could there be such a person?" Chang Yuchun looked at the information on the secret letter in confusion.
Although the Ming Cult was dormant, they had many followers in the dark and were extremely well-informed.
What Chang Yuchun received was naturally first-hand news, not a false version.
"Hahaha…"
Suddenly, a long laugh rang out from outside the room. The door opened abruptly and a green figure entered with the wind. His movement technique was strange and fleeting, like a ghost or a ghost, and he rushed straight for Chang Yuchun, who was sitting on the main seat.
The surrounding guards couldn't see the figure clearly and were terrified. They wanted to go up and save Altar Master, but Chang Yuchun waved his hand and stood up with a happy expression.
"Wei Bat King is indeed loyal, returning to the martial world!”
When everyone heard the name 'Wei Bat King', they were both surprised and delighted.
They were shocked that the original Guardian Law King who had withdrawn from Ming Cult had decided to return to the martial arts world. They were happy that Ming Cult had hope of reviving with this person!
"Hahaha, Brother Chang, how have you been?”
A green shadow flashed and sat down on the chair beside Chang Yuchun. It was a man in a green robe who was about 40 or 50 years old. He smiled and said to Chang Yuchun," When I came here, I heard that a young hero appeared in Cangzhou City. Is that true?”
"Young hero?" Chang Yuchun frowned and thought for a while before raising his head." Could the Bat King be referring to the White Mountain Army's Young Marshal, Yan Chen?”
"That's right. I heard that he alone with a sword can defeat the sect leaders of the six great sects. I think it's most likely fake, right?”
The Green-Winged Bat King had left the Ming Cult for many years, so he did not have much understanding of bandits like the White Mountain Army.
"How can it be true?" Chang Yuchun shook his head and smiled bitterly." I'm afraid even Cult Master Yang might not be able to fight against the combined forces of the six sect leaders.”
Yang Dingtian had been missing for many years, and the Ming Cult had fallen apart.
"Sacred cult master's martial arts are unpredictable, Brother Chang, don't let him gain prestige!”Wei Yixiao stretched out his hand to brush his boots and said lightly.
Chang Yuchun nodded in agreement.
"However, I am quite interested in that youth!”Wei Yi smiled." I heard that the White Mountain Army is not only against the six sects, but also a volunteer army to fight against the Tartars?" It really suits my taste!”
"Bat King, please read this letter!" Chang Yuchun picked up the secret letter and handed it to Wei Yixiao.
The information in the letter was very detailed, even the number of casualties of each sect was clearly marked.
Wei Yixiao's eyes lit up when he read through it.
"Alright, alright, alright…" The Green-Winged Bat Monarch laughed heartily. He put down the letter and looked at Chang Yuchun." Brother Chang, I have to meet this young man. If you're interested, why don't we go and take a look together tomorrow?"”
"Of course I'm interested! Although this young man did not defeat the sect leaders of the six major sects, he defeated more than a hundred disciples of the major sects with a single sword. He was definitely a rare young talent!”
Chang Yuchun nodded." If we can recruit such a talent, he will definitely be a great help to our sect!”
......
On the white mountain, Yan Chen was meditating with his eyes closed, practicing the Bright Jade Technique.
Suddenly, the system notification sounded in his mind.
"Ding! New mission: Sword Suppress Innate, Unparalleled Might!”
"The host has already entered the realm of a first-class expert in the world, but there is still a long way to go before he is the number one expert in the world. In order to avoid stagnation, the host is requested to defeat a stronger opponent and make a resounding name for himself!”
Mission: Defeat a Xiantian Realm Expert (Advance: Make the opponent willingly admit defeat)"
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