The heavens: pushing across all realms

Green Willow Villa was originally designed by Zhao Min to deal with Feng Ji and others who were following them.

She is determined to conquer Mingjiao and serve the imperial court.

It's a pity that I met Feng Ji.

The most beautiful woman in Mongolia was stabbed through the head by Feng Ji on the spot and died!

Feng Ji is not Zhang Wuji. He can't walk when he sees a woman.

In his eyes, the Mongolian Tatars are the Mongolian Tatars.

Zhao Min held a high position and killed many Han people in the Ruyang Palace.

No matter how beautiful this kind of person is, Feng Ji will still kill him!

At this time, Green Willow Villa was already a sea of ​​blood.

The masters Wang Bao reserved for Zhao Min were basically dead and disabled. Even those who escaped from Green Willow Villa were surrounded and killed by Peng Yingyu and others.

When Feng Ji came out, he saw many Zhao Min bodyguards kneeling outside.

Peng Yingyu said quickly: "Leader, these people are all masters of the world snared by the Prince of Ruyang."

Feng Ji nodded and said: "Kill him."

Suddenly, some of these people hurriedly exclaimed.

"Master Feng, please spare your life, Master Feng, please spare your life, I have important information!"

Feng Ji couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at this person.

But I saw that this man had a bald head and a big head, but he was not a monk.

"Who are you?"

"Young man He Tianzhi, Leader Feng, I have important information. The person you killed in that villa was Princess Shao Min of Prince Ruyang's Mansion. She was the precious daughter of Prince Ruyang and the most beautiful woman in Mongolia. If you kill her, you are afraid that you will Prince Yang’s Mansion is determined not to give me mercy.”

"Hahaha……"

Feng Ji laughed loudly, looked at He Tianzhi, and said, "Do you need someone to spare me?"

These words made He Tianzhi's face turn pale immediately, and he quickly explained: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that the leader must be wary of people from Prince Ruyang's Palace."

Feng Ji sneered: "If there is no other information, just kill him on the spot."

He Tianzhi was immediately frightened and cried out: "Also, the villain has information!"

"Wang Baobao, son of King Ruyang, has sent people to Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other places to attack and kill the remaining people. They want to take this opportunity to unify the world."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows. Although he had expected this, he didn't expect Wang Baobao to move so quickly.

He immediately got on his horse, whipped his riding whip, and shouted: "Go to Wudang immediately!"

"Yes, leader!"

Everyone got on their horses and chased Feng Ji!

He Tianzhi collapsed on the ground, looking at the corpses of his companions around him, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Fortunately, he is not a hero and gave up in time.

Feng Ji and others ran all the way, and after half a month, they finally arrived at Wudang.

However, I saw auspicious clouds floating on Wudang Mountain, but there was no aura of chilling.

At that moment, Feng Ji led a group of people up the mountain. Not only the Taoist boys on the mountain greeted the guests, but Song Yuanqiao and others also came out to greet them in person.

"Hall Master Feng! Song is disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Song Yuanqiao smiled from a distance, secretly wondering in his heart.

The five major sects besieged Guangmingding and have not returned yet. That day the Eagle Sect also announced its return to the Mingjiao. Why didn't Hall Master Feng go to Guangmingding to participate in the rescue?

Feng Ji chuckled: "You're welcome, Master Song, is Master Zhang here?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "Master hasn't come out of seclusion yet."

Feng Ji frowned slightly: "Have people from other sects come up to the mountain recently?"

"That's not true. What's wrong?"

"I have received news that the Mongolian Tatars may take action against the major factions."

"What!" Song Yuanqiao was shocked.

"Talking as we walk."

The group went to Wudang, and Feng Ji briefly talked about the Battle of Guangmingding.

Song Yuanqiao's jaw dropped in shock.

"The five major factions were all wiped out?"

"Hall Master Feng, are you kidding me? Master Jingxuan, Master Kongwen and the others..."

Feng Ji said casually: "They are all dead, Song Daxia. I am very relieved that Wudang was not involved in this matter this time. I forgot to tell you. I am now the leader of the Ming Cult."

Song Yuanqiao was suddenly shocked again, his face full of shock.

Even though he was well-informed, he was confused at the moment.

He didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The Ming Cult is called the Demon Cult by the righteous people. Wudang claims to be a well-known and upright sect. He is already married to the Sky Eagle Cult, and now he is friends with the leader of the Demon Cult. This... this is going to spread, but what should we do?

But Hall Master Feng and his master have a close relationship, so...

For a moment, Song Yuanqiao didn't know what to do.

Feng Ji didn't wait for him to figure it out, and asked directly: "I am here this time. Firstly, I want to see Zhenren Zhang, and secondly, I want to see Zhang Wuxia and his wife. Are they here?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded quickly: "The two of them are on the mountain. I have already ordered someone to call them."

Feng Ji asked: "How is Zhang Wuxia's son doing now?"

"Wuji? That child... Alas, the master failed to obtain the Shaolin Nine Yang Kung Fu from Shaolin. Wuji's child is still suffering from the cold poison."

Feng Ji nodded and said: "I came here this time to resolve this matter."

Song Yuanqiao was stunned and was about to ask.

Urgent shouts came from outside.

"Is it Hall Master Feng who is here? Hall Master Feng?"

But he saw that Yin Susu was faster than everyone else and almost ran into the hall.

As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Feng Ji, her eyes were full of anticipation and nervousness, and she asked: "Hall Master Feng, you... you are back, please, please save my poor child! "

With a puff, she knelt down in front of Feng Ji.

At this time, Zhang Cuishan and others also came in. Zhang Cuishan also had red eyes and looked at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji looked through the two of them and towards Zhang Wuji, the young man behind them.

Zhang Wuji is now sixteen years old, but because he has suffered from cold poison all year round, his face is covered with a layer of green air and his development is stunted, so he still looks quite immature.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Fortunately, I have found the Nine Yang Divine Art."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the Wudang Sect was immediately overjoyed.

Zhang Cuishan quickly knelt down on the ground, pulled his son Zhang Wuji, and said excitedly: "Wuji, kneel down quickly!"

Zhang Wuji hurriedly knelt down and looked at Feng Ji curiously.

Zhang Cuishan's eyes were red, with tears flashing faintly, and he said: "Hall Master Feng, your great kindness and kindness will never be repaid by Zhang Cuishan in this life..."

Feng Ji helped the three of them up and said, "No need to do that, everyone get up. I have a friendship with Master Zhang. He taught me the innate Qi refining method. This method can be regarded as reciprocating a favor."

At that moment, he directly took out the Secret Book of Nine Sun Magic Skills and handed it to Zhang Cuishan, saying: "This is the Secret Book of Nine Sun Magic Skills. It counts as my debt to Master Zhang for the Tai Chi Sutra."

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu kowtowed repeatedly, their faces full of excitement and their mouths full of words of gratitude.

Zhang Wuji looked at Feng Ji and said, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."

Feng Ji smiled, rubbed his head and said, "If you master this technique, you will naturally be able to expel the cold poison from your body. Practice hard and don't be lazy."

"Um."

Although Zhang Wuji was indecisive, he was kind-hearted and had a great liking for Feng Ji.

The scene when Feng Ji stood up for his family and swept through the five major sects at Wudang Golden Summit left a deep impression on him.

He chatted with Feng Ji for a few words, then suddenly thought of something, took out a letter and said: "By the way, Uncle Feng, I have a letter here, which was sent to me by one of my sisters. He asked me for help, but ...I can't protect myself, I really can't help her, and my parents don't allow me to take care of her, can you help me?"

Feng Ji was stunned, took the letter curiously, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Cuishan interrupted Zhang Wuji and couldn't help but said: "Wuji! How can you do this?"

Yin Susu couldn't help but blame her: "Wuji, didn't I tell you? This matter is not as simple as you think. Your sister is involved in the situation in Jiangxi, and not everyone can help."

"Hall Master Feng, don't mind, this is a child's joke."

Feng Ji ignored Yin Susu. He had already seen the content of the letter, and his expression gradually darkened.

He immediately put away the letter and asked Zhang Wuji: "How do you know Zhou Zhiruo?"

It turns out that this letter was actually sent to Zhang Wuji by Zhou Zhiruo!

Zhang Wuji scratched his head: "Master Tai took me to Shaolin back then to exchange for Nine Yang Kung, but Shaolin refused, so we returned without success and met Brother Chang Yuchun near the Han River."

"They happened to be chased by the Mongolian Tatars, and Grand Master came to rescue them. That's when they met Sister Zhiruo."

Feng Ji was stunned. He clearly remembered that he had saved Zhou Zhiruo and Chang Yuchun.

Unexpectedly, the plot inertia was so strong. After he rescued them, they were overtaken by the Mongols again.

And what a coincidence, he was rescued by Zhang Sanfeng again.

Just listen to Zhang Wuji say: "Later, brother Chang Yuchun said that he knew Hu Qingniu, the miracle doctor of Butterfly Valley Medical Fairy, so he took me to seek medical treatment. Grand Master also knew that my cold poison was intractable, and he was afraid that I would not have much time, so he asked me to follow Chang Yuchun. Brother has passed."

"And sister Zhiruo followed Grand Master back to Wudang."

"After that, I received treatment from Dr. Hu and learned medical skills, which greatly delayed the disease."

"Later I returned to Wudang, and sister Zhiruo became my junior sister."

"A month ago, Brother Chang Yuchun came to Wudang. I don't know what he said to Sister Zhiruo, so Sister Zhiruo went down the mountain with him."

"It wasn't until I received this letter seven days ago that I learned that sister Zhiruo was forced to get married. I had no choice but to ask my father, mother, and uncle for help, but they refused to interfere."

After he said these words, Zhang Cuishan and others on the side felt a little embarrassed.

Song Yuanqiao quickly explained: "Hall Master Feng, the inside story of this matter is complicated and cannot be explained clearly by a child in just a few words."

"Most of my Wudang disciples are male. Miss Zhiruo is a little girl, so it is very inconvenient. Master originally planned to send her to Emei, but he never wanted to destroy the master... who has already fallen in the West City." At this point, Song Yuanqiao glanced at Feng Ji, a little embarrassed.

Feng Ji waved his hand and said: "So this girl didn't become Emei, but instead became Wudang?"

"Exactly. Although Miss Zhiruo joined our Wudang, we later found out her identity. She was actually the daughter of the rebel Zhou Ziwang."

"Then Chang Yuchun came to Zhiruo to take her back to lead Zhou Ziwang's old team to make a comeback."

"Of course we won't, but this child Zhiruo is determined to avenge her father. We can't stop her and can only let her go."

"Later we found out that she went to Jiangxi, but Chang Yuchun persuaded her to join forces with Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of the Fengyang rebel army. Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to marry her to integrate Zhou Ziwang's old army."

"This matter involves a rebellion among the rebels. How can we, outsiders, get involved?"

Feng Ji's face was extremely gloomy, but he was not angry with the Wudang Clan.

I just didn't expect that Zhu Yuanzhang would expand his power so fiercely that he would already have the idea of ​​​​Zhou Ziwang's old army!

The idea was just to attack Zhou Ziwang's old army, but he actually did it by taking Zhou Zhiruo by force!

Zhou Zhiruo stated in her letter that she did not want to get married, and hoped that Zhang Wuji could persuade Wudang to help her.

The Wudang Sect is headed by Song Yuanqiao, so if they want to kill the Tatars, they will naturally be obliged to do so.

However, it was difficult for these Taoists to intervene in the disputes between the rebels.

Feng Ji put away the letter and said in a deep voice: "Leave this matter to me."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed and said, "Uncle Feng, I'll leave it to you."

Feng Ji nodded slightly and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a Zhike Taoist running up the mountain.

"Uncle Song, a great master from the Shaolin sect wants to see you!"

Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "It's weird, the Shaolin sect doesn't get along with my Wudang, why would they send people to my Wudang?"

Feeling strange in his heart, Song Yuanqiao immediately said: "The visitor is a guest, go and invite him over."

Feng Ji had a strange look on his face at this time and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the person who came here is not good."

"Hall Master Feng, what do you mean?"

Feng Ji smiled: "Don't worry, wait for him to come up and see what he is going to do."

After a while, a Shaolin monk ran up all the way, with a look of anxiety on his face.

He rushed to the mountain first, and when he saw Song Yuanqiao, his face was full of grief and anger, and he shouted: "Master Song, the young monk Kongxiang of Shaolin Temple, there is something important that needs to be reported to Wudang Zhenren Zhang, please help Master Song!"

Song Yuanqiao was slightly surprised when he heard this man's dharma title.

"It's Master Kongzi. Master, what's the matter?"

But I heard Kong Xiang's eyes turned red, and he choked and said with grief and anger: "The five major sects besieged Guangmingding and suffered heavy damage. The Demon Cult came down from the mountain and attacked our Shaolin Temple. Now all the monks in Shaolin have been sneak attacked and taken away by the Demon Cult. They also threatened to , Shaolin must be destroyed first, and then Wudang, little monk, please come and ask Master Zhang to uphold justice."

Song Yuanqiao was shocked and subconsciously turned to look at Feng Ji.

Mingjiao sneak attack on Shaolin Temple? Want to destroy Wudang?

How could it be possible? Didn't Feng Ji just say that he was the leader of the Ming Cult?

But Feng Ji patted Song Yuanqiao's shoulder, stood up with a smile on his face, looked at the monk, and asked: "Master, who from the Ming Cult secretly attacked the Shaolin monk?"

Na Kongxiang did not recognize Feng Ji and thought that Feng Ji was one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Immediately he said: "The young monk didn't fully recognize the demons of the Ming Cult, but he heard them calling each other titles such as Green-winged Bat King, White-browed Eagle King, and Leader."

Feng Ji grinned and smiled: "Did the leader of the Ming Cult personally take action?"

"Yes, oh, by the way, don't you know, the Ming Cult has now elected a new leader, and this person is the infamous 'Bloody Hand Massacre'!"

Feng Ji suddenly laughed: "Oh? Why don't you remember that I have been to Shaolin?"

The Kongxiang was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Who are you?"

"Haha, I am the infamous leader of the Ming Cult in your mouth."

"What!"

Kong Xiang's expression suddenly changed. The next moment, without saying a word, he turned around and jumped to escape.

However, just as he jumped up, his ankle suddenly tightened.

But he saw that Feng Ji had grabbed the sole of his foot.

The five fingers were like iron hooks, gripping his ankle tightly!

But I heard Feng Ji laugh ferociously: "Want to leave? Come down!"

boom!

Feng Ji suddenly pulled down, and suddenly the air phase was out of control and slammed onto the steps.

There was a roar and the steps exploded.

The empty phase suddenly broke numerous bones all over his body.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, half his life was gone!

Everyone in Wudang was shocked. Song Yuanqiao immediately came to his senses, questioned Kong Xiang, and shouted: "Who are you!"

The Kongxiang murmured in his mouth, wanting to say something.

Feng Ji said calmly: "No need to ask, this person has martial arts and is a member of the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions."

"The Vajra Gate of the Western Region?"

Song Yuanqiao was shocked, obviously he had heard of this sect.

Feng Ji nodded and said: "Get ready, the Mongolian Tatars are going up the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard loud shouting from down the mountain.

"The imperial edict has arrived——!"

The people who came down from the mountain had strong internal energy. Before they arrived, the voice had already reached everyone's ears clearly.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing when he heard this voice.

"Imperial decree... The Mongolian Tatars are coming to force Wudang to take sides and express its stance."

Song Yuanqiao's expression also changed drastically, and Wudang's troops immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone looked at Song Yuanqiao.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but said: "Elder brother, what should I do?"

Yu Lianzhou: "I'm afraid the Mongolians' intentions for coming here are not simple."

"Imperial decree...it seems like we are really in trouble this time."

Everyone was worried.

But I saw a large number of people rushing up the mountain from the bottom of the mountain.

The leader is the Mongolian royal guard of honor.

A large number of martial arts masters followed behind him.

But I saw a man about thirty years old, sitting on a sedan chair, being carried up the mountain by several strong Han men.

Next to the sedan, there were several internal masters with bulging temples following the escort.

But I saw that this group of people was extremely fast, and they had already descended from the mountain to Wudang Golden Summit in a short time.

The people in the sedan did not move. An old man stood up and shouted: "Where is Zhang Sanfeng? The Great Yuan Imperial Order has arrived. Come out quickly to receive it!"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao could only stand up with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, this lord, my master has not left seclusion. I am Song Yuanqiao. May I ask what I call this lord?"

The old man said: "This is the son of King Ruyang, the Great Yuan Guanglu Doctor Wang Baobao. Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

Song Yuanqiao and others fell silent immediately.

Feng Ji suddenly laughed and said: "I, a Han, kneel to the sky and the ground to kneel to my parents, but I have never had the custom of kneeling to the Mongolian Tatars. Who are you Mongolian dogs, and you want us to kneel to you?"

"Bold!" The old man was furious.

The man in the sedan immediately narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "Why, you just suffered a defeat at Guangmingding, but you don't even know who defeated your opponent?"

Wang Baobao and others were suddenly shocked.

"You are a disciple of the Ming Cult!"

Feng Ji took out the Yitian Sword with his backhand and said with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense. I, the leader of the Ming Cult, Feng Ji, have been chasing you for half a month. Today is the time to put an end to it."

Canglang!

Feng Ji directly pulled out the Yitian Sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Wang Baobao and others.

The old man next to Wang Baobao was shocked: "Yitian Sword! Protect the young prince!"

With a roar, the masters around him jumped out one after another.

Feng Ji's body vibrated with strength, and the innate energy penetrated into the Yitian Sword. Suddenly, the green sword energy surged with a loud roar.

But when he saw him grinning ferociously: "I forgot to mention that I killed a princess at Green Willow Villa in Xiliang. Is that your sister?"

Wang Baobao's expression suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Did you kill Min Min?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, little Tartar, I will send you to meet your sister now!"

boom!

The next moment, Feng Ji suddenly stomped the ground and rushed out in an instant.

The sword energy was flowing horizontally, and the Yitian Sword swept across with a roar.

In an instant, the ground was torn apart by the sword, making a roaring and exploding sound.

When Song Yuanqiao saw this, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Wudang disciples obey orders, surround and kill the Tatars, don't let anyone go!"