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"Dad, why do you want to help Zhang Wuji who is colluding with the Demon Cult?"

In a forest, everyone from the Wudang Clan was resting.

And at this very moment, Song Qingshu questioned Song Yuanqiao with a look of unwillingness and anger: "If you do this, people in the world will say that our Wudang Sect is colluding with the Demon Sect!

Dad, if Master knew you did this, you would be scolded!

Why don't we take advantage of the fact that the news hasn't spread yet, it hasn't caused a big disaster, and the Demon Cult has now relaxed its vigilance, and kill him in return!

If this is the case, then our Wudang Sect is not colluding with the Demonic Cult, but we are doing it to eliminate the Demonic Cult!

After we eliminate the demon sect, we, the Wudang Sect, will be the leaders of the righteous path!"

"Qingshu, shut up!"

Song Yuanqiao's eyes widened when he saw Song Qingshu, and he was extremely excited. He frowned and shouted softly: "Your junior brother Wuji is the only son of your fifth uncle, and he grew up in the Wudang sect. He is considered one of our Wudang sects."

Man, how can we watch him being harmed by villains?"

"If that kid Wuji lost outright and was killed, then we have nothing to say."

As Song Yuanqiao spoke, the other four Wudang heroes also spoke: "However, we must not let anyone take advantage of someone's danger and add insult to injury to him!"

"Taking advantage of others' danger is not what a hero would do!"

"That kid Wuji is pretty good now. It can be said that he has caught up with us. He also had a simple and honest personality. It would be a pity to die."

"Hey, time is too short and I can't chat with Wuji. I also want to ask him what adventures he experienced. Not only did he detoxify the Xuanming Divine Palm, but he also practiced martial arts."

"..."

"Dad, that Zhang Wuji is a disaster!"

Song Qingshu heard Song Yuanqiao and several other master uncles gradually discussing Zhang Wuji, and the words in their words were either caring or affirmative, which made him jealous, and he immediately cursed: "If it weren't for him, the master wouldn't have been using up his inner strength to heal him!

If it weren't for his mother, Master Yu wouldn't be paralyzed and become a cripple!

Moreover, if his family hadn’t come back, Master’s hundred years would have passed…”

"Shut up!"

When Song Yuanqiao heard that Song Qingshu actually brought up this past incident to blame Zhang Wuji, and also ostracized Zhang Cuishan's family of three in his words, he immediately shouted: "These things have nothing to do with Wuji's child!

Moreover, you are not qualified to blame Wuji, let alone your fifth uncle's family.

you……"

"Um!?"

Perhaps because he was too excited, Song Yuanqiao's internal power started to work a little, and suddenly he found something was wrong. He anxiously shouted to everyone in Wudang: "No, this place is poisonous, immediately..."

"I suggest you don't use your luck to force poison."

Wearing a mask that covered half of his face, Zhao Min held a fan in one hand and carried it on his back. He slowly walked out of the forest and explained to everyone in Wudang with a smile: "The one among you is the most strange poison in the world:

Shixiang Cartilage Powder.

If the poisoned person is lucky enough to be poisoned, the poison will only become deeper.

If the poisoning is too deep, even if you take the antidote, you will still lose all your internal strength and your meridians will be destroyed."

Following Zhao Min's words, dense soldiers appeared in the forest, surrounding everyone in Wudang.

Because everyone in Wudang was poisoned, some people with low strength could not even stand up, and could only look at the soldiers around them with a look of fear.

"Who are you?"

Song Qingshu looked at the situation around him with fear on his face and threatened Zhao Min: "We are the Wudang Sect. If you dare to fight with us, be careful that my master will not let you go!

Hurry and get the antidote..."

"Qingshu, shut up."

Song Yuanqiao saw Zhao Min looking at Song Qingshu as if he were looking at a dead person, and anxiously asked him to shut his mouth, and asked Zhao Min in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Girl, who are you?

And why do you want to poison us?"

"I am Zhao Min, the eldest daughter of King Ruyang."

Zhao Min opened his fan, looked at everyone in Wudang with a haughty expression, and sneered: "As ordered by my father, I will lead the army to eliminate the martial arts sect.

Of course, if you are willing to join Ruyang Prince’s Mansion, then not only your lives can be saved, but your sect can also be saved.”

After saying that, Zhao Min didn't wait for the Wudang Five to reply, and nodded to two Wudang disciples with a fan as if casually: "That one, and that one, the way they looked at me made me very unhappy."

"Have a rest, rest, rest, rest~"

As soon as Zhao Min finished speaking, the two Wudang Clan members named by her turned into hedgehogs and were shot to death by random arrows.

"you!?"

Song Yuanqiao saw Zhao Min kill someone without saying a few words. He struggled to stand up with the Yitian Sword and roared: "You damn Mongolian thief, even if everyone in the Wudang Sect is dead, I will not surrender to you." !”

After roaring, the other Wudang heroes struggled to stand up and looked at Zhao Min angrily.

It's a pity that the Wudang Five Heroes have a very resolute tone and a tough attitude, but at most they can only stand up, and they can't even draw the sword, let alone risk their lives with Zhao Min.

Seeing this, Zhao Min couldn't help but sneered: "Five Wudang Heroes, you are so selfish!

If you want to die with the Wudang Clan, have you ever considered the Wudang disciples behind you?

Also, you can’t even stand firm now, so what can you do to resist me?”

After saying that, a trace of killing intent flashed through Zhao Min's eyes again, and he once again lit two Wudang disciples with his fan, killing them under the eyes of everyone in Wudang: "If you want them to die, then I will kill them under your eyes." Let them die for you to see!"

"you……"

"Shua~"

Zhao Min interrupted Song Yuanqiao with the sound of opening a folding fan, and continued to sneer: "I killed someone right in front of you, what can you do?

Will I die of shame with my words?

Hahaha~"

While laughing, Zhao Min appeared in front of Song Yuanqiao like a ghost and snatched the Yitian Sword.

"Have a break~"

"ah!

!”

There was a flash of sword shadow, and Song Yuanqiao's arms were cut off by Zhao Min with the Yitian Sword.

However, Zhao Min seemed to want to torture Song Yuanqiao. After cutting him, he also helped him tap acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and sighed: "It is indeed a Heavenly Sword. Not only is it extremely sharp, it also doesn't touch a drop of blood."

"Brother!"

When the Four Heroes of Wudang saw Song Yuanqiao's fate, they immediately screamed, and Song Qingshu also subconsciously shouted: "Dad!"

"Um!?"

After Zhao Min heard Song Qingshu's shout, he suddenly looked at him and walked up to him with a sneer: "You are the one..."

Oh, I don't know his name yet.

Forget it, he's disabled anyway, so it doesn't matter what his name is?

Are you the son of that useless man?"

"What do you want to do!?"

When Song Yuanqiao saw that Zhao Min was going to mess with his son, he suppressed his pain and roared: "Come to me if you can, don't attack Qingshu, he is still a child, let him go."

"child!?"

Zhao Min glanced at Song Yuanqiao, then used his feet to fly Song Qingshu out of the crowd, then stepped on Song Qingshu in front of Song Yuanqiao's eyes, and sneered: "What a deep love between father and son!

Okay, I'll give you a chance to let him go.

As long as you convince one person to bring Shixiang Cartilage Powder to assassinate Zhang Sanfeng and let me destroy the Wudang Clan, I will let him go.

Or, you can too.

You happen to be disabled and Zhang Sanfeng is in a hurry. You will definitely be able to plot against him.

How are you doing?

If you don’t do it…”

"Qiang~"

Zhao Min drew out the Yitian Sword, pointed it at Song Qingshu's Xiao Qingshu, and said with a smile: "I castrate him first, and then cut off his limbs, so that he can't live or die!"

"Dad, save me!"

Song Qingshu heard that Zhao Min could let him go, and at the same time he felt Xiao Qingshu shrinking into a ball and crying: "Dad, I don't want to die, save me!"

"..."

Song Yuanqiao trembled slightly, glanced at Song Qingshu quietly, then put on a mask of pain, slowly closed his eyes, and kept murmuring: "Qingshu, it's dad who is sorry for you!

Son, daddy is sorry for you!

You forgive Dad, it is Dad who is sorry for you..."

"Witch, come to us if you can!"

Seeing this, the other four Wudang heroes also frantically aroused Zhao Min's hatred: "If you want to kill or behead me, come at us!"

"Witch, you have the ability to come at us!"

"..."

Zhao Min smiled indifferently and ignored the shouts of the Five Heroes of Wudang. He looked down at Song Qingshu, who looked pale and seemed unable to believe that he had been abandoned by his own father. He sneered and said: "It seems that in your father's heart, he has more morality than you, his biological son."

Even more important!

If this is the case, then I will fulfill the wishes of all heroes."

"No!

!”

Song Qingshu saw Zhao Min raising his sword and was about to cleanse him, so he shouted anxiously: "I am willing to help you plot against Zhang Sanfeng!

I am willing to help you eliminate the Wu-Tang Clan!

I am willing to join Ruyang Palace!

Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!”