"Brother Wood, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have such a bad temper.”
The middle-aged monk, who had a fiery red wine gourd on his waist, threw his head back and laughed out loud. Then, he rubbed his shiny bald head and smilingly looked at Priest Mu.
"Humph!"
Hearing that, Priest Mu snorted coldly. A cold light flashed across his eyes as he said coldly," I knew you would come to Wudang, old monk. Otherwise, how could these peak-stage grandmasters dare to threaten us?"”
"Amitabha…"
The middle-aged monk with a wine gourd on his waist said a Buddhist name with a smile. Then, he narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.
"Uncle-Master, thank you for your trouble!"
At this moment, Xuan Ci and many Shaolin disciples came to the front of the middle-aged monk and spoke respectfully.
"Yes, Abbot, there's no need to be so polite. The Wudang Grandmaster will definitely not be able to make a move today.”
The middle-aged monk's tone was extremely firm, and a domineering aura that did not match that of a Buddhist disciple appeared on his expression.
Upon hearing the middle-aged monk's words, Xuan Ci and the other Shaolin masters immediately revealed a hint of joy.
The reason why they didn't do anything earlier was because they were afraid of Priest Mu and the other Wudang grandmasters.
As long as the Wudang Grandmaster did not make a move, who could stop them?
At the same time, with the appearance of the middle-aged monk, tens of thousands of martial arts heroes and experts from various large factions quickly thought of the origin of this Shaolin master after a short period of shock.
In the crowd, Yin Tianqi and Yin Tianxue from the Imperial Sword Manor stared at the middle-aged monk with grave expressions.
"Tianxue, this monk seems to be the famous Wine God Monk from decades ago, right?”
Yin Tianxue nodded and said in a low voice with a serious expression," Other than the Wine God Monk, which other Buddhist disciple would carry a wine gourd around his waist and like to drink and eat all day long?”
"Hiss!"
After receiving Yin Tianxue's confirmation, Yin Tianqi immediately sucked in a breath of cold air and said in shock," It's really that old monk? It was rumored that this person recited Buddhist scriptures and created the Nine Yang Scripture that could evolve nine suns.”
"Under the nine suns, any river or lake will probably evaporate instantly.”
On the other side, Zhu Budian, the Iron Gut Marquis of the Dragon Guarding Mountain Villa, Zhuge Zhengwo of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Shangguan Jinhong of the Money Gang all looked at the Wine God Monk and Priest Mu with serious expressions.
Today, two martial arts grandmasters who only existed in legends gathered here. An extremely terrifying battle was bound to erupt.
A battle between martial grandmasters could be said to be earth-shattering. Although they were all martial grandmasters, they were still no different from ants in front of a martial grandmaster.
He did not know if today was a blessing or a curse!
"Old monk, are you the only one here today?”
Right at this moment, outside the True Martial Hall, Priest Mu suddenly shouted at the divine monk in a cold voice.
Amitabha. This Penniless Monk naturally came here alone. As for the other old friends…"
The divine monk smiled but didn't say anything. He quietly looked at Priest Mu, but his words implied that he wasn't the only one here today.
"Haha…"
Priest Mu gave a cold smile. A fierce light gathered in his eyes. He then looked up at the sky and said coldly," My friends, since you are here today, why don't you show yourself?”
Hearing Priest Mu's words, countless powerful warriors and powerful beings outside the True Martial Hall were all shocked.
A martial arts grandmaster actually descended?
Could it be that a battle between martial grandmasters would really break out today?
If the martial arts grandmaster really started a war without caring about the consequences, they would probably be unable to escape and could only be used as cannon fodder.
At the thought of this, countless people's expressions became extremely ugly.
Especially Shangguan Jinhong, Zhu Buduan and the others. As proud as they were, when did they ever think that one day, they would actually become insignificant cannon fodder?
Although they did not do all of this on purpose, in the face of a battle between martial grandmasters, if they were not cannon fodder, what could they be?
"Grandmaster…"
In the Money Gang, Shangguan Jinhong's eyes flickered with cold killing intent. He spoke in a low voice and gritted his teeth as he spat out the words 'martial grandmaster'.
"Sooner or later, I will also step into the realm of martial arts grandmaster. At that time, no one will be able to treat me as cannon fodder.”
Shangguan Jinhong secretly swore at this moment that he had to become a martial arts great grandmaster as soon as possible.
Rumble!
At this moment, a series of fluctuations suddenly came from the void.
Immediately after, three divine lights tore through the sky.
When the divine light landed above everyone, it actually turned into three figures one after another and stood proudly in the void.
The appearance of these three people shocked countless people.
Terrifying auras burst forth from their bodies. Even though the three of them were just standing there quietly, they still caused the experts of the various large factions below to be terrified.
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