Blood Stained Wudang, A New Book Begging for Everything
No one could react to the fact that Zhu Fan would attack at this moment.
Furthermore, it directly severed Song Yuanqiao's right arm in front of everyone!
"Ahhhh!" At this moment, Song Yuanqiao kept retreating. He looked at his right arm that had fallen to the side, dripping with blood.
At this moment, True Martial Square was covered in blood.
When Liu Xi, Cao Zhengchun, and the others saw this scene, they immediately retreated.
Yu Daiyan, Yu Lianzhou, and the others were shocked. They simply could not believe it.
The eldest grandson had actually attacked them and even cut off one of their eldest senior brother's hands.
Zhang Songxi walked out and sealed Song Yuanqiao's acupuncture points to prevent excessive bleeding.
Song Qingshu stood to the side, his face pale.
His father's arm had been chopped off by the eldest grandson.
At this moment, Zhu Fan was still sitting there with a calm expression.
However, the aura he emitted shocked everyone.
A divine sword pierced straight into the green stone slab. It was stained with blood and emitted a terrifying sword intent.
" You actually dared to hurt my Eldest Senior Brother!"
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were furious. They circulated their internal strength and rushed over.
Wei Zhongxian and Yu Huatian's eyes turned cold, and they were about to attack.
However, Zhu Fan stood up and signaled for everyone not to make a move.
At this moment, the Wind Spirit Sword beside him made a clanging sound, as if it would shoot out at any time.
However, Zhu Fan did not use the Wind Spirit Sword. Facing Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, the two Inborn experts of Wudang, the Spirit Qi in his body surged.
He also wanted to test his current strength.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Zhu Fan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu were fighting.
His palms collided with the palms of the two people, and a terrifying power erupted.
The purple python robe moved in response, flapping loudly.
Zhu Fan circulated the Octane Blast to its limits. The eight-layered inner strength was like a vast ocean of Yang, one wave after another, spreading endlessly.
"Boom!"
Yin Liting and Silent Valley were indeed very powerful, but they were facing Zhu Fan who cultivated spiritual energy. How could they resist?
"Puff! Puff!"
The next moment, the two of them were sent flying. They spat out blood and fell to the ground, their faces pale.
Yu Daiyan and Yu Lianzhou were shocked and were about to attack.
"Clang!"
A streak of sword light exploded with a blazing light. It shot out like lightning and floated in front of Zhu Fan with a buzzing sound.
"Sword control technique?"
Everyone was shocked and incredulous.
Yu Daiyan and Yu Lianzhou stopped in their tracks and did not continue attacking.
Possessing the sword control technique, it can kill Transcendent experts.
If they went up, they would only be courting death.
"I've said it before. Either I take Song Yuanqiao and his son away, or my blood stains Wudang. I'll only give you one choice.”
Zhu Fan spoke again. The Wind Spirit Sword was behind him, emitting a cold aura.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The 1,000 factory guards surrounding the True Martial Hall took a step forward.
For a moment, killing intent overflowed.
When Song Yuanqiao, who had already recovered, saw this scene, his face turned pale.
He finally knew that the eldest grandson of the emperor was not someone they could deal with.
Now, Master is in seclusion, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang are not complete. They cannot form a sword formation.
Otherwise, he was absolutely confident that he could defeat this eldest grandson of the emperor.
But what were the consequences?
A million iron cavalry would gather at the foot of Wudang Mountain!
It was true that Song Yuanqiao doted on his son, but he was also the eldest senior brother of Wudang.
Wudang might not be able to withstand the wrath of the Imperial Court.
Song Yuanqiao immediately hardened his heart. His eyes were filled with pity as he cast his gaze towards Song Qingshu.
The latter's entire body trembled violently. He had never seen his father's gaze like this.
In the next moment, Song Yuanqiao walked behind Song Qingshu and circulated his internal energy, wanting to cripple Song Qingshu's conception and governor meridians.
Yu Lianzhou and the others were shocked. Crippling the conception and governor meridians was equivalent to crippling Song Qingshu's martial arts.
Song Qingshu would be a cripple for the rest of his life.
How could Song Yuanqiao not know about this? But for the sake of Wudang's foundation and Song Qingshu's life, he had no choice but to do this.
At this moment, Song Qingshu had already lost all his courage. How could he still dodge?
"Boom!"
Song Yuanqiao's palm slammed down, and Song Qingshu vomited blood as he fell to the ground. All his martial arts were destroyed!
"Your Highness Zhangsun, did I cripple his martial arts? Is it enough?"
Song Yuanqiao asked with a trembling tone.
"This Highness has said that the Imperial Court has its own laws. If everyone does this, then what does the Imperial Court need to do?”
Zhu Fan was indifferent. Crippling martial arts could atone for his crime?
The Ming Dynasty did not have this law.
"Alright, Your Highness Zhangsun."
Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly. He circulated his internal strength once again and slapped it on his chest.
He wanted to cripple his martial arts!
"Eldest Senior Brother, no!"
" Eldest Senior Brother, don't!"
The expressions of the other five changed drastically. That was decades of cultivation.
However, this happened in an instant. They could not stop it in time.
"Puff!"
Song Yuanqiao spat out another mouthful of blood and knelt in front of Zhu Fan with a miserable expression."Your Highness Zhangsun, is it enough?"
When Zhu Fan saw this scene, he sighed softly.""Take him away."
Immediately, Liu Xi and the others took a step forward and were about to take Song Yuanqiao and his son away.
"Don't go too far! My Eldest Senior Brother has already crippled his martial arts, but you still won't let him off. Where are the Wudang disciples?”
Yu Lianzhou and the others were furious. They could no longer tolerate it.
In the next moment, hundreds of Wudang Sect disciples rushed out of the hall with iron swords in their hands.
One thousand factory guards took up the responsibility and all drew their knives.
A great battle was about to break out!
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