The news that the pale-faced young man in green had swept away the entire Wudang Sect and that no one was his match instantly spread to a certain room in Wudang Mountain.
The few people who were originally discussing the strategy to deal with Ming Cult looked at each other.
Why was there someone who was not afraid of death coming up the mountain to cause trouble at this time?
Song Yuanqiao, who was upright and had a rough face, frowned."Sixth brother, seventh brother, go and take a look. If it's a disciple from another sect, teach him a lesson and let him go.”
"Yes, sir!" The other two left with cupped fists.
"After that incident, the people in the martial arts world really don't put Wudang in their eyes anymore!”
After his two junior brothers left, Song Yuanqiao was furious. He smashed the corner of the wooden table beside him, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Back then, his fifth brother, Zhang Cuishan, and Yin Susu had gotten married. However, she was the daughter of the White-Browed Eagle King of the Heavenly Eagle Cult, a branch of the Demon Cult. In the end, the two of them had actually protected the other Demon Dweller, Golden Fur Lion King.
From then on, the other five of the six major sects had a grudge against Wudang.
The people in the martial arts world also felt ashamed of the Wudang Sect disciples.
However, even if Wudang Sect had done such a thing, Zhang Sanfeng's reputation still intimidated many gangsters.
He didn't expect that there would actually be a madman who dared to challenge him today!
……
" Let me tell you, I really came here to take you as my master, but you didn't believe me. All of you stood in front of me, saying that you wanted to beat me and kill me. Sigh…"
The young man in the Taoist robe shook his head and hit the chest of the young Taoist priest in front of him.
The Little Daoist was suddenly sent flying backward, knocking down a group of Wudang third-generation disciples.
At this moment, Wang Ye had the complete Taiji Fist and the powerful ability of Qi. He could only sweep away the people of this Low Level Martial World. How could he let these mediocre third generation disciples of Wudang bully him?
Right at this moment, a green-robed figure pounced towards Wang Ye from among the third-generation disciples.
"Good swordsmanship!" Kaiser's eyes lit up as he whispered.
"That's right. What kind of scoundrel dares to barge into my Wudang Sect? I'll let you see how powerful I, Song Qingshu, am!”The green-robed figure held a sharp sword in his hand, unlike the young Taoist priest who had held back when he attacked earlier.
Instead, every sword strike was aimed at Wang Ye's vital points.
If it was anyone else, they might have been killed on the spot.
The King frowned." Since when did Wudang have such a sinister disciple?"”
He raised his left hand and suddenly got into a horse stance. His right hand bent into the shape of an eagle's beak, and his left foot slowly drew a fountain on the ground. Then, the will of Taiji spread out from Wang Ye's body.
The sword light suddenly appeared, followed by a strong wind and the sound of air being torn apart.
Kaiser let out a cold snort. His right hand held the arm that was holding the sword. His strength fused with the direction of the other party's attack and they fell back together.
Immediately after, he tapped his right foot and used the force of Song Qingshu's charge to spin him around before smashing him into the distance.
Tai Chi used strength to fight strength.
Four taels can deflect a thousand pounds.
Song Qingshu's expression turned ugly as he was sent flying. The enormous force was the power that he had used to desperately kill the king.
"I'm not going to fight anymore. It's boring. Since Perfected Zhang hasn't come out of the mountain yet, I'll take my leave first.”King suddenly thought of something else.
Even if he was defeated and became Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, Song Yuanqiao and the other 'elders' would definitely point fingers at his next move.
Instead of being trapped in this mountain and preparing for a rainy day to spread Wudang's name, it was better to enter the stormy Jianghu and make a name for Wudang.
King, who had swept away the third generation of Wudang disciples, thought the same. However, some people did not think that King could leave so easily after defeating the Wudang disciples.
"Where are you going!"
"Qing Shu, are you alright?"
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, who had suddenly arrived, caught Song Qingshu's body with ugly expressions. Song Qingshu was about to fall to the ground and would not be able to get out of bed for at least half a year. Then, they looked at the back of the young man in a Daoist robe.
At this moment, everyone in Wudang had strict requirements for themselves.
He couldn't eat meat, break the precepts, or speak nonsense…There were many rules similar to Shaolin that restricted him.
And among the Wudang disciples, there would not be a youth who looked evil.
"I am Wang Ye. Greetings, Wudang Six Heroes and Seven Heroes.”
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