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Chapter 92 Mr. Zhang, you may not be able to kill us all before your energy is exhausted.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, Kongwen inquired about Zhang Cuishan, the murder cases of more than 70 people in the Longmen Escort Bureau, and the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun who killed the monk Kong Jian.

Zhang Cuishan said loudly: "Master Kongwen, the seventy-seven lives of the Longmen Escort Bureau and the Shaolin monks were definitely not injured by the younger generation.

Zhang Cuishan was taught by his mentor all his life. Although he was stupid and mediocre, he did not dare to lie. As for the person who injured the lives of these seventy-seven people, the junior knows it, but he does not want to say it clearly.

As for the second thing, everyone in the world mourned the master's passing away and returned to the west. However, the golden lion king and the junior had been friends for eight times and were sworn brothers.

Honesty is the most important thing in the world. As I said just now, Zhang Cui's head can be broken and blood can be spilled. I am determined not to reveal the whereabouts of my sworn brother. "

"Daddy!"

At this time, a child's voice suddenly shouted on the edge of the school grounds. Zhang Cuishan was shocked when he heard this. The voice was so similar to his kidnapped child Wuji that he couldn't help but look around.

"You two, it is not a good behavior to kidnap a child and threaten him!"

Xu Xin, who was next to the Emei sect, suddenly spoke, and the next moment he appeared somewhere, blocking two guys who wanted to escape. These two people were the two elders of Xuanming, Luzhangke and Hebiweng. After they recognized Xu Xin, they didn't dare to fight him, so they threw away the children in their hands and ran away.

"Wuji, my Wuji child!"

At this time, Yin Susu rushed over and snatched Zhang Wuji, who was picked up by Xu Xin.

"Mom, I feel so uncomfortable!"

Zhang Wuji's little face was full of pain, and he was about to faint before his eyes. Yin Susu quickly poured her inner strength into her hands to warm and massage the child.

"Wuji, Wuji, what's wrong with you, don't scare your mother..."

Unexpectedly, this had no effect at all, and she soon discovered at home that Zhang Wuji was cold all over and his breath was extremely weak in his nostrils. She suddenly screamed in panic.

Everyone in Wudang arrived quickly, and Zhang Sanfeng took action himself, transmitting his strong internal energy. Based on Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength cultivation at this time, as long as he is not immediately killed, no matter how much damage he suffers, he will definitely get better as soon as his internal strength is restored.

But the Zhang Wuji in front of him showed no signs of recovery at all, and his condition was even worse. His face turned from white to green, and from green to purple, and his body was trembling. Only one spot on his vest felt like burning coals, while the rest of his body was bone-chillingly cold.

Zhang Sanfeng tore off the clothes on Zhang Wuji's back and saw a green five-finger palm print clearly printed on the thin skin and white flesh.

"I only know that when Taoist Baishu died thirty years ago, this extremely vicious Xuanming Divine Palm was lost. How could I know that there are still people in the world who know this skill."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said, and the strong men from various factions present also changed their expressions after hearing the name of Xuanming Divine Palm.

In the past, the powerful leftist Taoist man was rampant in the world and no one could stop him. Many seniors in the world were injured by his Xuanming divine palm and died in pain.

Finally, thirty years ago, Wudang master Zhang Sanfeng encountered Taoist Baishu, and he was killed in a battle. Therefore, he was sure that Taoist Baishu was dead, but he did not expect that this old enemy actually had a successor, and used this method to Wudang used destructive means to target him.

Zhang Cuishan looked at the child who was unconscious in pain, looked at Master Zhang Sanfeng eagerly, and said: "Master, is there nothing you can do about it?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said: "Unless...unless my master Jueyuan is resurrected and teaches me all the Nine Yang Scriptures."

When he said this, he looked vaguely at the Shaolin and Emei sects, but he still had an idea in his mind.

When his master Jue Yuan recited the secret book of Nine Yang Magic before his death, Shaolin Zen Master Wu Se, Emei Patriarch Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng all memorized part of it and practiced it separately, and finally created the origin of the three branches of Wudang, Emei and Shaolin. The Nine Yang Gong.

Wudang Jiuyang Gong is pure, Emei Jiuyang Gong is broad, and Shaolin Jiuyang Gong is essence. The three sects each have their own strengths. If they can be gathered together in one place, and with Zhang Sanfeng's supreme wisdom and martial arts knowledge, they can reorganize them from a high position, maybe they can recreate the original version of Nine Yang Kung.

Such thoughts have long been in Zhang Sanfeng's mind, but he is more aware of the difficulties involved. Most people in the martial arts world have sectarian views, even his disciples of the Wudang Sect. It is unlikely that he can bring together the secrets of the three sects to save people.

"Wuji, Wuji..."

When Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan heard what Zhang Sanfeng said, they felt extremely sad in their hearts.

"Good, good!"

At this time, Kong Zhi from the Shaolin Temple said inappropriately: "Zhang Wuxia, it is certainly an unfortunate thing that your beloved son harmed others. But then, after all the many people Xie Xun harmed, don't they have parents, wives and children? And what's more? The lives of more than 70 people in the Longmen Escort Bureau..."

He was thin and small, but when he spoke, his voice was like a bell, which only made the ears of everyone in the hall buzz. Zhang Cuishan was filled with grief, confused and speechless.

Among the three monks, Yuan Ye had the most violent temper. He immediately said loudly: "Zhang Cuishan, you shot a poisonous needle into Huifeng's mouth next to the West Lake in Lin'an and injured his life. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Are you being unfairly punished?" Did you? You shot the three of us blind in the right eye with a poisonous needle, do you still want to be a gangster?"

"Senior Brother Yuanyin is sure that what he said is true. The hidden weapons I learned under the Wudang sect are all large hidden weapons such as steel darts and sleeve arrows. Has anyone in the world seen Wudang disciples using gold needles, silver needles, etc.? As for feeding on needles? Poison, are you sure this is the work of my Wudang disciple!"

Zhang Songxi asked sternly. His words were well-founded and well-organized, and it was well known in the martial arts world that the Seven Heroes of Wudang had always been fair and just in their actions. It was said that Zhang Cuishan used poisonous needles to hurt people. Among the people present, except for the Shaolin sect, no one believed this at all.

Yuan Ye was furious and wanted to argue, but under Zhang Songxi's sharp tongue, his words became increasingly erratic, causing everyone to frown. This Shaolin sect seemed to be trying to make excuses!

A matter of Shaolin Sect that was originally very reasonable was turned into an unreasonable one.

Zhang Songxi then said again: "Senior Brother Yuanye, I can't tell at the moment whose hands those Shaolin monks were injured.

But my senior brother Yu Daiyan was clearly injured by the power of the Shaolin Sect’s Vajra Finger. You all came just in time. We were just about to ask, who was it that injured my third senior brother with the Vajra finger? "

As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out a gold ingot. There were clear finger marks on the gold ingot. He said loudly: "Heroes in the world all know that the person who harmed my third brother Yu made finger marks on this gold ingot." Shaolin disciples. In addition to the Vajra Finger Power of the Shaolin Sect, is there any other martial arts school or sect that can press the Golden Seal?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Kongwen said: "I have already said this before. I have carefully checked the disciples of our sect, and no one has harmed Yu Sanxia."

"Master Kong Wen, the grievances between Shaolin and Wudang are difficult to distinguish, so you can put them aside for the time being. But Xie Xun's whereabouts must be found today!"

Shaolin and Wudang each held their own opinions, and the matter of the Longmen Escort Bureau was unclear. Ban Shuxian, the wife of the Kunlun Sect leader, was not interested in waiting any longer. She stood up and said sternly: "Zhang Cuishan, you are willing to degenerate and become brothers with a murderous demon king like Xie Xun. He also married a demon witch.

You don't want to betray your sworn brother out of loyalty, but for the sake of Master Zhang, you won't care about it. Then let this demon sect witch tell you that she also knows Xie Xun's whereabouts. "

Ban Shuxian pointed her sword hilt at Yin Susu, who was kneeling down and half-kneeling with Zhang Wuji in her arms. Suddenly everyone looked over. People from the Shaolin, Kunlun, and Kongtong sects exchanged glances with each other, and the atmosphere in the venue became solemn for a moment. .

"Do you regard me, an old Taoist priest, as a dead person? She is the mother of my disciple and my disciple's wife. Let's see who dares to mess around!"

Zhang Sanfeng, who was originally unwilling to engage in a major war, finally couldn't help it anymore and showed his fiery temper. His temper used to be even worse than that of Master Miejie. In the past, if anyone dared to force and humiliate him like this, he would have been knocked off the Wudang Mountains with three punches and two kicks.

Ban Shuxian said angrily: "Zhenzhen Zhang, you are relying on your martial arts skills to protect your apprentice, and you don't even understand the truth!"

"So what! And what you said is not the same as what He Zudao said to me. He competed with me back then and lost!"

Zhang Sanfeng responded directly, implying that you, Ban Shuxian, are not qualified. I, Zhang Sanfeng, am willing to respect you, the Kunlun Sect. Only in Wudang Mountain can you have some dignity, so don’t be shameless.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, you may not be able to kill us all before your energy is exhausted!"

"If we swarm forward, the Wu-Dang Clan will be hard-pressed to stop us!"

At this time, another voice sounded, but it expressed the thoughts of some people. You Zhang Sanfeng is indeed powerful, but there are hundreds of martial arts people present. If everyone swarms up, the Wudang Clan will be finished!

"Who dares to bully my daughter!"

At this time, a deep roar came from the uphill trail behind the Wudang Mountain school grounds, and then a large group of people were seen coming with weapons in hand.

Several figures flew over everyone's heads and landed in the school grounds. The leader of the group had long eyebrows, his eyes were lowered, his nose was hooked like an eagle's beak, and his eyes were so sharp that few people dared to look at him. .

"father!"

Yin Susu next to Zhang Cuishan looked at this person in surprise. The person who came was none other than her father, the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng.

Yin Tianzheng looked around, cupped his fist slightly towards Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Master Zhang, Mr. Yin dared to call you "in-law", I hope you will forgive me!"

Yin Tianzheng arrived at the scene with the troops of the Tianying Sect. The Wudang Sect's predicament under siege eased a little. Zhang Sanfeng was naturally in a good mood and said with a smile: "My disciple Cuishan and your love are husband and wife. Our two families are in-laws. Yin What's wrong, sir?"

Yin Tianzheng hugged Zhang Sanfeng again, then looked around and said sternly: "Before I went up the mountain, I heard that someone was planning to deal with my daughter and son-in-law. I don't know which turtle bastard dared to stand up. Wouldn’t it be bad to try the sword skills of my Sky Eagle Cult?”

Many martial arts people in this fight were immediately confused. The men and horses of Tianying Cult were all elites, and they not only brought swords, but also spears, bows and crossbows and other battle weapons. If there was a fight, they would only bring some short-term soldiers. The masters of the various sword factions are at a disadvantage.

"Zhang Wuxia, I know that you were not responsible for the Longmen Escort murder case. But do you dare to say that this matter has nothing to do with you at all!"

At this time, a voice sounded, and Xu Xin stood up. He had been laying out the plan for a long time. Now everyone who should have arrived has arrived, and it is time to close the net.

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