Every passerby plays the piano [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Nangong Yu calmly stepped into the encirclement of Kongtong Five Elders.

Tang Wenliang, the third of the five elders, persuaded: "Boy, I don't think you are a member of Mingjiao, so why do you need to come to this muddy water?"

Nangong Yu rolled his eyes and said, "I have some friendship with the leader of Mingjiao. My friend is in trouble, so I have to help."

Tang Wenliang said: "That's enough loyalty. It's a pity that no one in the world can escape from the hands of our five old guys alive."

Nangong Yu sneered: "Is that true?"

"Seriously. My brother and I have faced 130 three enemies in our life and killed 130 three. You are the 130th four."

Nan Gongyu came to a conclusion: "Oh, as famous martial arts masters, you have done hundreds of times by bullying the few, so you are not ashamed."

Tang Wenliang's face was blue and white. The five of them had always fought against the enemy together, and no one had ever said that they bullied the few with more.Nangong Yu's sudden mention of it was indeed somewhat inappropriate.

His younger brother, Chang Jingzhi, has a bad temper: "Demon Cult monster, don't you dare to provoke us with some quack morality."

Nangong Yu nodded accordingly: "It turns out that the Kongtong faction doesn't care about morals."

"It's unreasonable." When Chang Jingzhi called out, he also punched.If he came to meet the enemy alone, he would not be regarded as bullying the few with more people.

Nangong Yu caught his punch firmly.

Zhang Wuji's face was horrified, and he rushed to Nangong Yu's side: "Brother Nan, withdraw your palm quickly."

The Seven Injuries Fist of the Kongtong School is just so weird.Hitting the person does not cause any external injuries, but instead pours the internal force into the opponent's body while in contact with the person's body, screaming that the opponent suffers five fatigues and seven injuries.The longer the two hold hands together, the more serious the injury will be.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly pressed a palm on Nangong Yu's back, sending Jiuyang Zhenqi to him to heal his injuries.

Zhang Wuji soon discovered that his Nine Yang True Qi was superfluous.

Nangong Yu's body was full of energy, protecting his internal organs like an iron bucket.The palm force of Qishang Quan was easily blocked by him without any damage.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's help, Tang Wenliang was overjoyed, and shouted: "You two fight one, you have the nerve to say that our faction has a lot of people."

Taking advantage of this, the five elders of Kongtong rushed forward, and greeted Nangong Yu with ten fists.

Nangong Yu still didn't dodge, but pushed Zhang Wuji who was helping him aside.

All ten fists hit Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu still had a smile on his face.

Kongtong Five Elders' complexion changed greatly: "Hey, what's going on here?"

His body was fixed in place like a statue, unable to move.

Nangong Yu jumped out of the encirclement with a volley.Only five people and five hands remained frozen in place.

Nangong Yu said: "Look, didn't I come out alive?"

None of the heroes present saw how Nangong Yu shot and restrained the five elders.

Nangong Yu cupped his hands: "Is there any senior who wants to teach? I am not afraid that you have many people."

Chang Jingzhi scolded: "Ge Laozi, you let us go first!"

Nangong Yu answered him calmly: "Don't panic. All seniors who come to teach you have the opportunity to join your freeze-frame pose."

For a moment, there was silence among the six major factions.No one wants to be set in place to make a fool of themselves like the five elders.

Wudang sent out a handsome young man.

An old acquaintance of Nangong Yu.An old acquaintance who fucked him.

Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was not in a hurry to challenge, he went to the Emei Sect first, and saluted Miejue Shitai: "My nephew invites you to fight, but I ask Shitai Yitian Sword for help."

Juejue said: "It's good that you are willing to fight. But what if I break my sword?"

The Yitian Sword is an artifact handed down from the Emei Sect, and Juejue cherishes his sword the most on weekdays.She expected that Song Qingshu would not be able to defeat Nangong Yu, so of course she would not borrow him.

Song Qingshu thinks highly of himself: "If the master's sword is damaged, Qingshu will pay for it with his life."

Zhang Wuji became anxious, and shouted at Song Qingshu: "Brother Song must not."

This senior brother shouted out, causing quite a commotion.

"Why do people from the Devil's Cult call him Senior Brother?"

"There are traitors in the Wudang faction."

"This boy looks vaguely like..."

I don't know what Song Qingshu was thinking, but he called out his name: "Wuji, I appreciate your kindness. It's rare to find a master. I'm willing to fight Nan Gongzi to the death."

The name Zhang Wuji is known to everyone in the six schools.

Back then, five sects other than Wudang gathered on Longevity Hill to force Zhang Wuji's parents to death in order to find out the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun.

Xie Xun's adopted son is Zhang Wuji.

If you find Xie Xun, you will find the Dragon Slaying Sword in Xie Xun's hand.

Zhang Wuji is the only person in the world who can find the dragon sword.

So when everyone saw Zhang Wuji appearing, most of their eyes were ignited with flames of greed.

They want to give greed a high-sounding name.

"The Golden Retriever Lion King killed my whole family, and today I happened to settle accounts with this kid."

"Zhang Wuji, tell us the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King wisely, and my Huashan faction can save your life."

The master abbot of Shaolin said to Amitabha: "Little benefactor Zhang, don't repeat the mistakes of your parents."

Zhang Wuji still remembered the situation when they forced his parents to death.

Except for Wudang, the remaining five major factions are his enemies.It's just that for the sake of peace in the world, he endured it for a long time and didn't seek revenge from them.At this moment they dared to bring up the old story again, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it anymore, he threw a punch, and surprised the Shaolin Master Abbot.

Zhang Wuji began to regret this punch.

If he really hurt the abbot, not only would he not be able to resolve the grievances between Mingjiao and the six major sects, but it would only add to the grievances between Shaolin and Wudang.

His punches were a little slower.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the gap to stop in front of the abbot.

Seeing that it was Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji forcibly withdrew his punch force.

Master Abbot is not a vegetarian, so he took advantage of this gap to hit Zhang Wuji with a dragon claw.

Zhang Wuji receives a punch and receives another claw, which is equivalent to double damage.Even with the body protection of the Nine Suns Divine Art, he was knocked to the ground by the force of the huge fist and claws, and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Once Shaolin Abbot succeeds in one move, he will recite a sentence of Amitabha, and he will step forward to make up for Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu stopped in front of Zhang Wuji again: "Master, my younger brother is not sensible, I hope you will forgive me."

Zhang Wuji coughed and called Song Qingshu to leave him alone.

Abbot Shaolin folded his palms together: "I still say the same thing, as long as the little benefactor tells Xie Xun's whereabouts, I will keep him safe and sound."

Song Qingshu squatted down, helped Zhang Wuji half sit up, and persuaded him earnestly: "Wuji, just say it."

Zhang Wuji's face turned pale: "I can't do something like betraying my adoptive father."

Song Qingshu was upset: "Then you don't care about Wudang? Do you know how many people went to Wudang to seek revenge in these years? Do you know how many Wudang brothers lost their lives for you?"

Zhang Wuji was speechless.Because his father made friends with the Golden Retriever Lion King, and because his mother was a member of the Demon Cult, the Wudang Sect has been looked down upon by fellow martial artists since ten years ago.The enemies of the Golden Retriever Lion even used Wudang as a punching bag, and went to seek revenge from time to time.Zhang Wuji felt that his family owed Wudang a lot.

There was nothing else he could do to prevent this tragedy.So he fled from the Wudang faction and never went back.

Now there is no escape.If Senior Brother Song insisted on defending him, people from the five sects would definitely kill Senior Brother like they forced their parents to death.

Zhang Wuji had the idea of ​​seeking death.If he is dead, no one will reveal the whereabouts of the adoptive father, and the adoptive father's enemies will have no reason to go to Wudang to seek revenge.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji turned his inner strength, intending to sever his meridians and die.

Fortunately, Nangong Yu tapped his acupuncture points in time.

Song Qingshu was extremely unfriendly to Nangong Yu: "You also want to take care of our Wudang affairs?"

Nangong Yu especially disliked Song Qingshu.This person only has Wudang in his heart, and he only cares about his own reputation, so he is not worthy of Zhang Wuji's kindness to him.

Nangong Yu dragged Song Qingshu and the Wudang faction into the water coldly: "This is not just about Wudang. Your junior is now the No. 30 fourth-generation leader of Mingjiao."

This time the turmoil was even bigger.People from the Wudang sect became the leader of the demon sect, so didn't the Wudang sect become the demon sect within the demon sect?

Song Qingshu's face was extremely ugly: "You dare to slander Junior Brother Wuji, I, Wudang, are at odds with you."

Nangong Yu snapped Song Qingshu's sword with just a snap of his fingers.With another snap of the fingers, Song Qingshu was sent flying several feet away.

This made Zhang Wuji anxious, and pitifully yelled "No" to Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu didn't want to lose Zhang Wuji's favor.

Song Qingshu got up from the ground and acted like a demon again: "Everyone watch out, my junior brother is being held hostage by this person. If you don't hurry up, he will have Xie Xun's whereabouts."

As soon as everyone heard it, it would be worthwhile for Nangong Yu to get the Dragon Slaying Sword.Immediately, all the rules and regulations of martial arts contests were forgotten, and they rushed over like wasps to catch Nangong Yu together.

Nangong Yu was never afraid of gang fights.

He has summoned the formation under his feet.

The green light is everywhere, and the sound of the piano surrounds the beam.As long as anyone entered his formation circle, he would be locked by his own shadow and unable to move within a few steps.In an instant, Nangong Yu subdued hundreds of disciples from several sects.

A real great master disdains group fights.

With the extinction of the Emei sect, the abbot of Shaolin, and He Taichong and his wife of Kunlun still stood outside the formation, watching the situation quietly.

Song Qingshu didn't step forward either, he was used to standing far away and shaking people.

He left He Taichong and his wife without asking for help, so he ran to the front of the Kunlun faction to fool him: "The prestige of the six major factions is all due to Mr. Tieqin."

He Taichong usually thinks very highly of himself, and when this Wudang junior gives him a hand, his mind immediately goes to heaven.Regardless of the lessons learned from the five elders of Kongtong being captured, he raised his sword and went forward to challenge Nangong Yu: "Do you dare to accept my Kunlun Liangyi swordsmanship?"

Nangong Yu had no time to care about him.Busy to heal Zhang Wuji.

The proud He Taichong felt neglected and was furious: "If you don't dare to compete in martial arts, get out of Guangmingding."

Nangong Yu whistled: "Then Mr. Tieqin will get out of Guangmingding if he loses?"

He Taichong was about to raise the flag, but Nangong Yu stopped him: "Don't worry, I don't want you to get lost if you lose. You just need to give Song Qingshu of the Wudang sect a good beating for me."

Everyone looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu forced himself to be calm: "I have no grievances with you, why did you let Mr. Tieqin target me?"

Nangong Yu raised his eyebrows: "Who says there is no enmity? We are rivals in love."