Wudang Immortal Zhang Sanfeng was a martial grandmaster.
As Wudang disciples, they naturally had their pride.
"Set up the formation!" The leading disciple shouted.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The seven of them walked up the Wudang ladder and arrived around Zhu Youchen, surrounding him.
Zhu Youchen raised his head indifferently and broke the array with a single sentence. He said,"True Martial Seven Severing Formation! Unfortunately, you are not the Seven Heroes of Wudang!”
It was a formation created by Zhang Sanfeng, the ultimate skill of Wudang Sect.
When the seven of them used it together, it was equivalent to 64 first-class experts attacking at the same time.
The formation was completed.
The unusual movement here also attracted the attention of many people, and they all turned their attention over.
"Heh, there's actually someone who dares to offend someone from Wudang? Didn't he know that Perfected Zhang of Wudang Sect was the most protective of his children?”
"Yeah!"
Hearing these words, Lafu bent down and pleaded,"Young Master, do you need…"
"I want to see the so-called True Martial Seven Severing Formation!" Zhu Youchen shook his head and said. You can leave now!"
"Yes, sir!"
Lafu retreated.
He directly left the encirclement.
The seven of them gathered their true qi.
"Kill them!"
An order was given.
The seven of them moved.
The 64 flashes of Sword Qi were enough to crush everything, but they were not strong enough!
Zhu Youchen raised his eyebrows slightly. He had already drawn his Killing Sword and quickly shattered the sword qi.
It was extremely fast.
Other than Lafu, no one could catch a trace of him.
Lafu was also shocked. He thought to himself,"As expected, I've reached that realm!”
However, what they expected did not happen. Zhu Youchen was not killed by the sword qi!
Still, sitting in the wheelchair, he did things calmly.
Didn't hit?
They clearly didn't see Zhu Youchen make a move!
Zhu Youchen couldn't help but laugh and said,"That's all. Who gave you the confidence to call yourself the number one formation in the world?”
Very strong!
That's right, but unfortunately, it was not worth mentioning when he met Zhu Youchen, who was in an uninhabited realm!
"You can die now!" Zhu Youchen said. Lafu!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Lafu didn't hesitate and shot out seven silver needles.
Seven people died on the spot!
A martial grandmaster could slaughter them like dogs!
the Wudang Sect disciple shouted anxiously.
"Senior Brother!"
"Junior Brother!"
The reversal of the situation was unacceptable!
Seeing that Wudang Sect had lost all face, a handsome Wudang Sect disciple quickly walked over.
"Who dares to kill a Wudang disciple?!"
When the Wudang Sect disciples saw who it was, they were instantly filled with confidence.”
He was Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. He was the third generation disciple of Wudang and was nicknamed Jade Face Meng Chang.
Not bad, a first-class expert.
He was one of the best among the younger generation.
Of course, he couldn't be compared to Zhu Youchen, this pervert.
"Senior Brother Song, please take revenge for our dead brothers!”
"There's no hurry," Song Qingshu said."My father will be here soon!”
The Wudang Seven Heroes were the true pillars of the Wudang Sect. When he heard that, he was instantly filled with confidence.
Not long after.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang had arrived.
The seven of them had impeccable qualifications and character. They had high prestige in the martial world. As they walked over from afar, many people cupped their hands and greeted them.
Zhu Youchen narrowed his eyes. He could tell that Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou's martial arts were the highest among them. They had stagnated at Grandmaster for many years.
Unfortunately, Yu Daiyan was crippled, Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, Silent Valley was killed by a sneak attack, and three of the Seven Heroes were killed.
"Father, uncles! This kid killed our Wudang Sect disciples!”
Mo Shenggu had a straightforward personality and would not allow any of his disciples to be harmed. He immediately drew his sword and mobilized his zhenqi to attack Zhu Youchen.
The other six people were half a beat slower. They were also afraid that Mo Sheng Valley would suffer a loss, so they quickly went to support.
However, just as the tip of the sword touched Zhu Youchen, four black shadows flashed out from behind him. Their attacks disappeared without a trace.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were forced to retreat. They lost all their face and couldn't withstand a single blow.
"Phantom Divine Art, Xiangxi Four Ghosts!" Song Yuanqiao said in horror. I was actually invited by you!"
The Xiangxi Four Ghosts had invited them to the Martial Arts Circle Convention time and time again over the past twenty years, but they had never agreed.
However, the person in front of him could actually make the Xiangxi Four Ghosts his guards!
Who was this person?
"Who are you?"
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