The King did not have any attachment to the Wudang Sect of this world, but he had an indescribable feeling for Zhang Sanfeng.
The reason why he was able to find a place to live in the future was because of Wudang, which was founded by this old man.
In this world, the only person he could feel a sense of confidante was Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Sect.
If this group of people wanted to harm him and the entire Wudang Sect, they would have to ask him, but he would not agree.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Ahhhhh!"
"Ahhhhh!"
Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan were martial artists who had seen blood before. They did not even blink when they saw Wang Ye's cruel methods. They could only sigh with lingering fear.
If it wasn't for the fact that Wang had stepped out first, if Zhang Sanfeng had taken this palm strike and wasn't prepared, Zhang Sanfeng probably wouldn't be able to take even half a step out of the house for the next few days!
Even at his age, with such serious injuries, he probably wouldn't have much time to live.
The other party had come with the intention of killing him, and the king had also broken his limbs. What was wrong with that?
Bang!
Inside the wooden door, a powerless figure fell to the ground. His eyes were expressionless as he fell into a pool of blood.
"Wudang, guard down. Enemies are coming."”
"Martial law!" Zhang Sanfeng roared.
The sound of footsteps could be heard from all directions on Wudang Mountain.
The eyes of the originally undisciplined Wudang disciples were red and they looked excited. They stood straight in front of the Wudang Hall with sharp swords in their hands, ready to face the enemy.
In the room.
" Come out with me," Zhang Sanfeng said with a frown." I'd like to see who would want to frame me so viciously at my age!"”
"Yes, Master."
"Yes." King nodded and followed Zhang Sanfeng into the hall.
A moment later.
A group of people dressed in the uniform of a certain sect from the Central Plains arrived at the mountain gate of Wudang.
" Disciple Ming Cult's Zhang Wuji is here to…" The young man with delicate features had a beautiful smile on his face. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was suddenly stunned.
Pairs of cold and ferocious eyes filled with killing intent, as well as those upright postures, and their well-prepared actions, were all unimaginable.
WuTang Sect.
After Wang Ye came, he gathered a considerable amount of foreign power to join him. Many people came to join Wudang due to his fame.
After blending into the atmosphere of Wudang Sect, these people were willing to give up everything for Wudang Sect and completely forgot their purpose for coming here.
He usually swept the mountains, sparred with his fellow disciples, drank and ate…It was really enjoyable!
The 'martial law' completely disrupted everyone's lives.
This was the first time these people had fought side by side proudly with the identity of Wudang.
Daoist Wang Ye, who had swept away all the experts in the world, was right behind them. What did they have to fear when facing any other force in the martial arts world?!
There was only hot-bloodedness, hot-bloodedness that wanted to do something!
Zhao Min shivered.
He had heard about how weak and incompetent the martial arts disciples were, and the Taoist priests on Mount Wudang were extremely lazy. They were no match for the Yuan army in battle.
However, from the looks of it, this was not the legendary 'Little Sheep' Wudang, but the 'Wolf Pack' Wudang.
Pairs of blood-red eyes seemed to be about to devour them all!
" Cough, cough, cough…" Zhao Min panicked for some reason.
"We came up the mountain this time for no other purpose. It's just that I swept away all the experts from the six major sects of the martial arts world on Light Summit. Unfortunately, Perfected Zhang wasn't there at that time, so I came to see what's so amazing about the last expert who didn't go to Light Summit, Perfected Zhang.”
Zhao Min's soft words carried a cold blade that stabbed deeply into the hearts of everyone present.
Unfortunately, the words that should have been effective did not seem to have any effect on the Wudang disciples before him.
Not only did the Wudang Sect disciples not show any anger at being ridiculed, but some of them even laughed out loud for some reason.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's the Ming Cult Master?"
"Is it the sect master who was defeated by Daoist Priest Wang Ye?”
"Hahahaha, the biggest joke in the world is right in front of us, hahahaha!”
"Hahahahaha! He was defeated by a Wudang disciple, yet he still had the guts to challenge the grandmaster?”
"Hahahahaha!"
An ear-piercing mocking voice came from Wudang Mountain.
The expressions of Zhao Min and the others changed.
She bit her red lips lightly and said fiercely," Cut the crap. Does Perfected Zhang of Wudang dare to come out and fight?"!”
"Oh, who is it? "I'm already so old, yet you still want to step on me when I'm about to step into the coffin…" An ancient laughter came from behind the Wudang Sect disciple.
"Let them in. Our Wudang Sect is not afraid of any sect's challenge.”The words that ignited the blood of the Wudang disciples came out of the old man's mouth again.
"Yes, sir! Grandmaster!"
"Guests, please!"
"Please!"
"Please!"
The people from Wudang Sect had fearless smiles on their faces as they made way for him at the same time.
Hu ~
Zhao Min took a deep breath and suppressed the rising and falling emotions in her heart. With an ugly expression, she led her subordinates step by step into the Wudang Hall.
She had already taken care of most of the disciples of the six major sects. Only the Wudang Sect Master was not under her control.
This time, he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
As long as Wudang submitted to him, the entire Chinese martial arts world would have no other choice.
The Yuan army would once again rule the entire Central Plains.
On the towering mountain, in front of the Wudang Hall, where a heavy aura was coming from.
Thick incense smoke came from the hall where the Three Pure Ones statue stood.
In the hall, a few Taoist priests were waiting for the arrival with smiles.
"Old man, you're actually fine?" Zhao Min said in astonishment.
"Why would something happen to me?" Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be puzzled.
"Forget it…I have a few servants under me who want to try out Perfected Zhang's kung fu. I wonder if Perfected Zhang has the ability to take it on?”Zhao Min smiled gently.
"Impudent!"
"Presumptuous! Just a few servants want to fight with the grandmaster? Calling you guests, do you really think you are guests?”
"Devil Cult evil creature!"
The Wudang Sect disciples suddenly shouted out, their swords drawn.
A wisp of incense smoke drifted over from the statue.
It seemed like someone had just lit a candle.
Zhao Min saw a Wudang Sect disciple bowing to the statue in the main hall through the gap in the direction of Zhang Sanfeng and the others. He had a serious expression.
"It's too late to burn incense and worship Buddha at this time.”Zhao Min sneered.
Everyone was puzzled.
Then, someone noticed the young Taoist priest with a serious expression, burning incense and bowing in front of the statue.
When they saw his appearance, the people who recognized his face were shocked.
"It's been a long time since I've offered incense to the three Dao Ancestors. Sigh…I've really let down my status as a Wudang disciple.”The Taoist priest who had placed the incense stick in front of the statue sighed faintly.
"Let me, a little Daoist boy, properly understand the moves of all the experts. How can I let grandmaster make a move?”Right at this moment, a little Daoist child with an unfamiliar face stood out beside Yu Daiyan.
However, at this moment, no one else could enter Zhao Min's line of sight.
Because that person turned around and left again.
He left…
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