Just as Zhang Cuishan was on guard, the little beggar frowned slightly and muttered in his heart.
"How did this person provoke the Four Fiends of the Northwest?”
"Looking at his strength, he is only at the middle stage of the Xiantian realm. Even if he did something wrong, he shouldn't have attracted the Four Fiends of the Northwest to attack!”
The little beggar thought to himself.
Helplessly, he couldn't think of a reason.
On the contrary, it made his thoughts extremely chaotic, and his head became blurry.
At this moment, Zhang Cuishan glanced at the Northwest Four Fiends.
"May I know why you have come?”
After a moment of silence, Zhang Cuishan asked.
"Heh."
Hearing this, the leader sneered and said coldly,""Are you Zhang Cuishan of Wudang?"
"It's me."
Zhang Cuishan replied straightforwardly.
The leader nodded and said indifferently,"Since that's the case, then there's nothing wrong.”
At this point, the leader paused for a moment and added,"The four of us brothers want to borrow something from you.”
"Oh?"
"What is it?" Zhang Cuishan asked in surprise.”
The person in the lead curled the corners of his mouth and revealed a cold smile.
Then, he slowly opened his mouth and replied,"Your head!"”
"What?"
As soon as the leader said this, Zhang Cuishan could not help but exclaim in shock.
Pausing for a moment, the divine weapon in his hand suddenly tilted and said coldly,""If you want to take my head, let's see if you have the ability.”
"Haha!"
The leader laughed out loud,"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant!"”
As he spoke, he prepared to make his move.
At this moment, a graceful man behind him suddenly shouted,"Big brother, why would I need you to deal with a small character like him? Let this little brother do it for you!"
As he spoke, the man slowly took two steps forward and waved the feather fan in his hand.
Zhang Cuishan glanced at the man and was about to speak when the little beggar beside him suddenly interrupted.
"His name is Song Ming, the fourth of the Four Fiends of the Northwest, and he has the title of Iron Fan.”
"As for strength, it's at the late stage of the Xiantian Realm!"
The little beggar said unhurriedly and looked at Zhang Cuishan.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Cuishan was surprised when he heard what the little beggar said. Even the Four Fiends of the Northwest were stunned.
"How do you know so much?”
Zhang Cuishan asked in surprise.
What he couldn't understand was how a little beggar could know so much about the Four Fiends of the Northwest?
Seeing Zhang Cuishan's question, the little beggar smiled disapprovingly.
"You should be more concerned about your own situation, right? The Four Fiends of the Northwest were not that easy to deal with!”
After saying this, the little beggar ignored Zhang Cuishan and continued to warm himself by the bonfire.
"This?"
Zhang Cuishan was stunned. He became more and more suspicious of the little beggar's identity.
At this moment, Song Ming looked at Zhang Cuishan.
"Kid, his reminder is right. You should think more about yourself in your current situation!”
Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan came back to his senses. He tightened his grip on the Divine Weapon, the Horse Cow, and fixed his gaze on Song Ming.
"Your name is really good!"
After a moment of silence, Zhang Cuishan suddenly said.
This man's name was Song Ming, which was a homonym for the word "lose your life".
"Hmm?"
Seeing that Zhang Cuishan was still in the mood to tease his name, Song Ming frowned.
The anger in his heart burned!
"You're courting death!"
At that moment, Song Ming shouted and waved the feather fan in his hand as he attacked Zhang Cuishan.
"Be careful of his feather fan. It contains a poisonous needle that can kill at the sight of blood.”
Suddenly, the little beggar sitting beside the bonfire reminded Zhang Cuishan.
Zhang Cuishan was stunned for a moment, but he did not hesitate and immediately released his innate energy.
In an instant, a barrier of Stellar Energy appeared on the surface of his body.
" This…this is innate energy?"
Seeing this, the little beggar could not help but exclaim in shock.
"Looks like I was overthinking. No wonder he attracted the pursuit of the Four Northwest Fiends. I didn't expect him to have such a coveted cultivation method.”
After thinking about it, the little beggar collected his thoughts and then reached out to roast it over the bonfire.
At the same time, Song ordered his men to attack Zhang Cuishan.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
He held the feather fan in his hand and waved it crazily!
In an instant, flying needles flew toward Zhang Cuishan.
However, what Song Ming did not expect was that when those poisonous needles approached Zhang Cuishan, they were all blocked by the shield!
"This?"
Seeing this, Song Ming was shocked.
Before he could react, Zhang Cuishan shouted angrily,"You're not courting death, you're…courting death!”
Zhang Cuishan shouted angrily and swung the wooden ox in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The sword moved, and a sword light arc slashed out!
"Bang!"
Immediately after, a deafening explosion spread.
When he looked again, Song Ming's body had been cut in half by the sword light!
"Ah…"
Song Ming screamed and fell into a pool of blood, dead.
"This?"
"Fourth Brother!"
Not far away, the other three of the Four Fiends of the Northwest were all shocked when they saw this.
Then, the three of them flew into a rage!
They all charged towards Zhang Cuishan!
Seeing this, Zhang Cuishan tensed up.
Of the three, two were Xiantian Lords and one was a Grandmaster.
To him, it could be considered as facing a great enemy!
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