People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Sadness turned into ferocity: "Go to death, go to death!"

"You all like Zhang Wuwei, so go to hell!"

Ok?
This touch, why is it so sticky?

Looking down, an invisible sincerity slowly wandered over his dagger.

"Oh? Qing Shu, why do you hate us that much?"

Song Qingshu's forehead instantly dripped a big cold sweat, swallowed and spit: "Master, I."

He took out a spherical thing, and just about to detonate it, it was blown away by a wave of air.

He spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", this master's martial arts is so powerful?

Ten Fragrance Ruanjin Powder is useless? ? ?
"Oh." Zhang Sanfeng sighed, and scattered the white powder aside: "Why bother?"

Song Qingshu took out a broken heart mirror and threw it aside: "Master, those who know current affairs are outstanding."

"Your martial arts are so good, it would be a waste for Qu to be a Taoist priest in Wudang."

"It's better to learn from me and submit to the court."

"Isn't it better to share the glory and wealth?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "You really think so?"

bang bang bang-

There was a sound of breaking through the window.

A group of soldiers in armor and holding sharp knives rushed in.

The first are two skinny old men with bruises on their faces, especially the left and right eyes, one left eye and one right eye, which are black and blue.

There are also a few small dreadlocks running along, flying in the air, which is particularly eye-catching.

Breaking into the main hall, facing many Taoist priests, just waving both palms, it is bound to kill a few people to establish their prestige.

How could the little Taoist priest be the opponent of the two elders Xuanming? Seeing the icy cold palms approaching his body, he still couldn't make any reaction.

However, he felt that the foreground was receding rapidly, and he was out of danger in an instant.

The elder Xuanming was startled, and looked back, looking at Zhang Sanfeng who was unscathed.

He said fiercely: "Zhang Sanfeng, do you still remember our master, a Taoist who has suffered a lot?"

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At this time, Zhao Min, who was going up the mountain, asked, "Master Zhang, is it comfortable for me to serve you, princess?"

Zhang Wuwei nodded.

Zhao Min continued: "Since that's the case, I don't know what Zhang Jiaozhu is thinking about?"

"Do you want to join my Great Yuan Kingdom and serve the court?"

Zhou Dian patted Zhao Min's head: "Little girl, what kind of dream are you doing in broad daylight?"

"Wake up, otherwise I will use my 40-year-old boy's urine to help you."

Zhao Min didn't take it seriously either: "Master Zhang, the general trend is the trend, and only those who follow the time will be wise."

"I don't think you are that pedantic person, why bother to embarrass yourself?"

"You still have a great time, and you have made great achievements. Wouldn't it be good to leave a name in history?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Min, Zhang Wuwei asked indifferently: "Who gave you the courage to say this?"

"What about Liang Jingru?"

"Hmph." Zhao Min said proudly: "Master Zhang, don't you feel that your breath is not going well and you have lost all your internal energy?"

Everyone looked up and down nervously.

"Oh, old man, where is my inner strength?"

"Ah, the old bat can't fly anymore."

"Monk, I can't do it anymore, Leng Qian quickly give me a hand."

Xiao Zhao nervously came to Zhang Wuwei's side, pretending to be weak and leaning against him:

"Sir, Xiao Zhao"

Hmph, how can a man be lecherous.

See I lied to you, then dumped you, and played with you in the palm of my hand.

Zhang Wuwei gave her a strange look, and asked Zhao Min, "And then?"

The smart Zhao Min found out what was wrong in an instant. Could it be that they were not poisoned?

Impossible?

Shixiang Ruanjin Powder is colorless and tasteless, and I poisoned it myself, watching them eat it myself.

how could be?

He raised his proud head, pretended to be calm and said: "I, Zhao Min, also value heroes, so I won't torture you."

"Sensible ones, you should surrender immediately."

"Prosperity and wealth, secrets of beauties, everything you need."

"Sigh." Zhang Wuwei sighed, "I'm not a hero, I have unparalleled vision."

He patted her on the shoulder and continued walking up the mountain.

Yang Xiao and the others stopped pretending and came over one after another, patted his shoulder, shook their heads, and continued up the mountain.

Only Zhao Min was left to stomp his feet fiercely, you Zhang Wuwei, how dare you play me?

Dare to feel that everything she has done these days has become useless.

Follow quickly, I want to see, you saw your master was captured by me.

Still keep your head down.

Zhang Wuwei looked at Zhao Min who was following him: "What?"

"People nowadays, are you used to it?"

"I let you go, why don't you leave?"

Zhao Min blushed, and argued: "Master Zhang, once you return to the Wudang Hall, I think you can still do this?"

"Hahaha." Zhang Wuwei laughed, grabbed Zhao Min, and quickly ran towards the Wudang Hall:

"Mingjiao advocates inaction, come to Wudang to worship the mountain!"

The billowing air waves shook Wudang.

Wealth and nobility do not return home, such as walking in brocade clothing at night.

Everyone in the Ming Cult practiced lightness kung fu one after another and followed.

When he came to the main hall, he threw Zhao Min to the elder Xuanming, walked quickly to Zhang Sanfeng, cupped his hands and said:

"Master, how are you doing recently?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, very good."

"I see that your complexion is rosy, so I guess you have cleared the cold poison?"

"Not bad, not bad, as expected of my Wudang disciple."

He recognized Zhang Wuwei as a Wudang disciple without caring, and didn't care about his identity as the leader of the Demon Sect.

The two of them chatted about family affairs like no one else, which made Xuanming, the elders and the others feel very pale.

Zhao Min sat down on the bench moved by his subordinates, and opened a folding fan:
"Zhang Wuwei, you can't be too arrogant."

"Can't you be arrogant?"

Zhang Wuwei looked at her indifferently: "Who stipulates that one cannot be arrogant?"

Zhao Min gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuwei, you just want to see Wudang blood flow like a river?"

Song Qingshu trotted over at this moment: "See Princess."

With a "snap", Zhao Min slapped him on the face: "When I was talking, when did you allow me to interrupt?"

"roll!"

Song Qingshu covered his face and stepped aside.

"Really Zhang, I have already arranged heavy troops to surround Wudang Mountain."

"If you don't surrender, I will let them attack the mountain."

Zhang Wuwei came in front of the crowd, ignored Zhao Min, and pointed at the elder Xuanming:
"You two, new and old hatred, let's settle it together today."

Lu Zhangke and He Biweng looked at each other: "What do you mean?"

"Back then you used Xuanming Divine Palm on me, which made me enjoy it so much."

"Today, I just want to compete with the two of you and decide whether to live or die."

"Oh, no, I just want to kill you two."

"Zhang Wuwei!" Zhao Min shouted angrily, "Did you hear what I said?"

"Wudang Mountain has been surrounded!"

Zhang Wuwei nodded: "Yes, I heard it."

"how is it?"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Min put away the folding fan: "Elder Xuanming, beat him to death."