"Is that all?"
Jiang Duanping muttered to himself in the air. For some reason, he felt a little ridiculous.
This…was the righteous path of the world?
After all, he was just a sanctimonious person.
If the Jiang brothers did not owe Shaolin a huge favor, why would they destroy Wudang today?
"How sad. After today, my Jiang brothers will fall into the Demonic Sect forever.”
Jiang Duanping smiled bitterly in a low voice.
"Sigh!"
Suddenly, a deep sigh came from the depths of the void.
This sigh instantly attracted the attention of countless people.
Could it be that there was still someone who came to help Wudang Sect at this time?
Weng! Weng! Buzz!
A large number of ripples appeared in the space. A white-robed, white-haired voice holding a zither slowly appeared in the void.
" Grandmaster?!"
"What is it? That…that's Grandmaster?"
Looking at the figure in the sky, He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Kunlun Sect were shocked and looked at the figure in disbelief.
"What's the point of mentioning the Three Saints of Kunlun?"
Jiang Duanping's eyes lit up as he stared at the figure in the distant void with extreme joy.
"I am willing to experience the might of the Jiang brothers of the Divine Prefecture.”
He Zu Dao sighed softly. He walked forward step by step, but every time he landed, a sword flower would appear in the void.
The Three Saints of Kunlun were nothing!
Zither Saint! Chess Saint! Sword Saint!
"Good, good, good! The name of Senior He has shocked the Nine States for decades. Today, he can actually fight for Wudang. Jiang is very happy.”
Jiang Duanping said 'good' three times in a row. It could be seen that he was extremely happy in his heart at this moment.
What's there to say!
He was born in the Nine Provinces more than a hundred years ago, and his age was even older than Zhang Sanfeng.
When he was young, he was extremely talented and shocked the Nine Regions. He once charged into Shaolin alone and worshipped all the Shaolin masters of his generation and even the previous generation.
Unfortunately, at that time, he met the young Zhang Sanfeng and Shaolin Master Jueyuan.
The young Zhang Sanfeng easily defeated him. Since then, his Dao heart had been shattered and he had been sitting in Kunlun for decades.
As a result, he was only a peak-stage Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant now, unable to advance any further.
"I was defeated by Jun Bao in the past. Today, I'll fight for Wudang and get rid of all my regrets.”
"After today, I will borrow another 300 years from the heavens to become a celestial being and compete for land immortals!”
He Zu Dao hugged the zither tightly in his arms and let out a long sigh towards the sky. The surrounding air instantly dried up and ripples appeared in the void. Each step was accompanied by a sword aura.
"Fight!"
Jiang Duanping's eyes were filled with vigilance. He shouted in a low voice, and his body turned into a divine light as he sped into the distance.
When He Zu Dao saw this, he took a step forward and became a hundred feet tall, his white clothes fluttering in the air.
At this moment, it was as if the young He Zu Dao had reappeared.
Below, countless heroes were shocked, and many Shaolin cultivators had solemn expressions.
If today, He Zu Dao could use the battle of Wudang to settle his regrets and worries, step into the Union of Heaven and Man, and compete for the land immortals.
He was afraid that Shaolin would have another great enemy in the future.
"Hahaha…"
"My Kunlun ancestor is so strong!”
"So what if I wasted decades? The Patriarch's words had entered the realm of Heaven, and he had competed with the land immortals! Our Kunlun Sect will be glorious for another 800 years!”
In the crowd, He Taichong, the Sect Leader of Kunlun, threw his head back and laughed loudly. Many Kunlun disciples revealed confident expressions.
The Kunlun Patriarch had become a celestial being and was fighting for the position of a land god!
This was a declaration to the entire Land of the Nine Prefectures that the era of the Kunlun Sect had arrived!
Clang!
He Taichong and Ban Shuxian looked at each other, then unsheathed their swords.
"Disciples of Kun Lun, listen up. Today, follow me and help Wudang fight.”
"Who wants to attack a Wudang disciple? I'm not talented, but I'm willing to fight for Wudang.”
"Since Patriarch has the courage to enter the Deva Realm and compete with the land immortals, the younger disciples are useless, but they are willing to fight for Kunlun for another 800 years with Patriarch.”
At this moment, it was as if with He Zu Dao's appearance, the useless, cowardly and cowardly He Taichong from the past had disappeared.
In its place was a person with great spirit who was willing to fight for a glorious era for the Kunlun Sect.
Perhaps this was the boldness that a sect leader should have!
"He Taichong!"
Shaolin, Kongtong…
The experts from the various sects stared at the figure in front of them with vicious and murderous eyes.
No one had expected He Zu Dao to instantly leave their camp and join the Wudang Sect.
"Amitabha, has Sect Leader He thought it through? Don't drag your Kunlun Sect down with you.”
Xuan Ci's right hand tightly gripped the Buddhist staff as he stared at He Taichong expressionlessly and said in a deep voice.
"Humph!"
"Xuan Ci, stop talking nonsense. Today, we, the He couple, are willing to lead the disciples of Kunlun to fight alongside Wudang.”
"Not for anything else, just to fill the old ancestor's spirit. Even if he dies, so what?”
"As long as you become a deva, you'll be able to extend the lives of Kun Lun for eight hundred years. The glory of Kun Lun will be restored by me.”
He Taichong snorted coldly. The long sword in his hand trembled. There was no trace of fear. There was only the courage to move forward.
……
"Young Master, there are many outstanding talents in the Land of the Nine Prefectures!”
Not far away, Tian Yan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.
At this moment, He Taichong had a similar scene to many people in the farming family.
No matter what they were thinking, whether it was fighting for power or ambition.
However, as long as they could let the farmers pass on their glory, they would press forward. Even if there were thorns and obstacles ahead, they would still rush forward.
"Ha…today has indeed opened my eyes.”
Chu Xiao nodded, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
First Zhu ignored him, and now He Taichong.
One of them was ambitious and wanted the throne of the Daming Empire, while the other was afraid of death and was an opportunist. Today, he actually had such boldness and was willing to be enemies with the various large sects.
What surprised him the most was the Three Saints of Kun Lun, He Zu Dao.
He helped Wudang to become a celestial being after the battle and compete for the land god.
If he really succeeded, he would be able to rank among the top experts in the Land of the Nine Prefectures.
"Heroes have risen in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. Heroes and prodigies from all walks of life have gathered. The future great era has arrived.”
"Let's go. It's time for us to fight for Wudang.”
Chu Xiao sighed softly. His eyes were filled with confidence and coldness.
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