Thousand Blades of Death

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After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Wuji also knew what had happened.

Walked in front of Ma Yuan, bowed and clenched his fists: "Thank you, the Master, for his life-saving grace. If it wasn’t for the Master, save me, I might have been killed by the monk Budai. I also thank the Master for saving my uncles. One, and Yang Zuo made them sympathetic."

"Don't thank me, they are my church members, and I should save them. Let's go, let's not talk about it, let's go down the mountain first and see what the six major schools want to do." Ma Yuan said.

A quarter of an hour later, Ma Yuan and Zhang Wuji went down the mountain, and they saw the Mingjiao congregation kneeling on one knee under the leadership of the blue-wing bat king Wei smiled: "Congratulations to the leader."

"Get up!"

The church members slowly rose and separated a passage in the middle to let Ma Yuan and others pass.

Looking at the six schools in front of me, Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, Kongtong, Huashan, Kunlun.

"What do you want to do with the six factions besieging me?" Ma Yuandao said.

One of the six major schools in Shaolin Temple said: "Lao Qun and other people besieged you, because your demon cult killed innocent people, doing evil and doing nothing, no evil, no evil. I wait for the six major factions to come here, to punish evil and promote good, to eradicate your demon ."

Ma Yuan smiled coldly, glanced at him, and sneered, "You're full of nonsense, do you think your six major schools are very powerful? It's not that simple if you want to eradicate my Mingjiao. My Mingjiao is eradicated by you. Your six major schools. Don’t think about the few people left, so, I don’t want to add casualties to Mingjiao, we will follow the martial arts rules, one-on-one match, we won, you go back down the mountain, you can’t go to my bright peak in your lifetime, if I wait to lose By the way, I’m not going to say a word about your six major schools."

When the six major parties heard here, a burst of discussion sounded, "I will discuss it." The six major parties are humane.

A quarter of an hour later, the host of Shaolin Temple and others discussed and said, "Amitabha, Lao Kwan and others agreed, and you will send one out of the demon first."

Ma Yuan glanced at the people behind him, and all of them were seriously injured. How could they play, so Zhang Wuji and himself could play, thinking of this: "Zhang Wuji, can you play?"

Zhang Wuji just wanted to answer, and heard a voice from a distance, "Slow." I saw a figure getting closer and closer.

Blink changed to my eyes, and I saw it before me. It was an old man. He only listened to the old man and said, "The old man Mingjiao protects the Dharma King, and the white-browed eagle king is here."

Bai Meiying Wang looked back at Yang Xiao and others, and saw that everyone in Mingjiao was seriously injured. He stepped forward and asked, "Yang Zuo Shi, how did you wait for such a serious injury."

Yang Xiao talked to Bai Mei Ying Wang about what happened on the mountain. After listening, Bai Mei Ying kneeled down on Ma Yuan's knees and said, "See the leader."

"Get up." Ma Yuandao said.

The voice was not down, only one of Shaolin Temple came out and scolded: "You waited to slander my original uncle, who in the world does not know, my original uncle has been dead for many years, what are you waiting for."

Ma Yuan stood up at this moment and said coldly: "Why am I in heart? I tell you to wait, your six major factions besieged me, they are all genuine conspiracies and provoking, and believe and unbelief are waiting for you, hum, See you really under your hands!"

The monk of Shaolin Temple stood alone, and it turned out to be the monk who just scolded everyone. "Amitabha, the young monk is so rumors, let me show you the tricks of your Mingjiao leader." Kong Wen said.

"Just you? You are not worthy to fight me, King Baimei Eagle, you come to teach Shaolin monk's tricks." Ma Yuandao.

"Yes, the leader."

The six major factions had a lot of discussion. This Mingjiao leader was so arrogant that he actually said that Shaolin senior monk was not worthy to deal with him.

At this time, the white-browed eagle king and the air rumors had also fought, and I saw that the white-browed eagle king, Dan Dantian, running internal force, all his clothes, all agitated, punched out, the punch had not yet arrived, the punching strength had arrived.

The air scandal pointed out, and only listened to the people behind him, Shaolin was awesome, one finger Zen, and the white-browed eagle king knew that the air scandal was not easy to deal with, and also tried his best.

The two played faster and faster. At this time, I heard two people in the field yelling, "Eagle claw skill." "Dragon claw hand."

It turned out that the eagle claw of the white-browed eagle king and the dragon claw hand of Shaolin only heard a roar. All the people's clothes were lifted by the air waves, and the dust was flying in the field.

After a while, the dust in the field gradually fell to the ground. I saw two people standing on the side alone, and I heard a chant of Buddha "Amitabha, donor, concession, concession."

The white-browed eagle king left a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth, sitting on the ground, running internal force, and pressing down the injury, saying: "It is shameless to learn Shaolin, dragon claw hand, well-deserved reputation, the old man admires!"

One of the Mingjiao people behind him turned out to be Zhang Wuji. "The younger Zhang Wuji, dare to ask the master for a high-level move." Zhang Wuji said.

Before the words fell, Wudang came out of six people, and one of them said excitedly: "You are Zhang Wuji? Are you the son of Zhang Cuishan?"

"Master, I am Wuji, Wuji misses you all." Zhang Wuji is also excited.

It turned out that Song Yuanqiao, who was just among the six heroes of Wudang, thought that at that time, the six of them would be close to each other.

But Zhang Cuishan was forced to death, and he and five others could not take action for the sake of Wudang, leaving only one son.

Please take care of Zhang Wuji with his five people, and Zhang Wuji disappeared after fifteen.

Five of them blamed themselves for this for a long time, and six of them stepped forward and asked around Zhang Wuji.

One of the six is ​​Song Yuanqiao's son, Song Qingshu.

Then Song Qingshu said: "Brother Zhang, where have you been? I thought you were already dead, how did you survive?"

Song Qingshu was very clear that he had pushed Zhang Wuji to the bottom of the mountain. He didn't expect that Zhang Wuji did not die, but lived well.

He was also afraid that Zhang Wuji told Song Yuanqiao what he did.

Zhang Wuji heard Song Qingshu's words and was silent. He pushed me down the mountain. I now tell Song Uncle that they will only make their father and son turn against each other.

Uncle Master took care of me like this when I was a kid, how can I do this?

Forget it, I won't say it this time. With my current martial arts, the two Song Qingshu are not my opponents, and I won't learn Jiuyang Divine Skills without him.

"Told Brother Song for blessings, I didn't die. I fell off the cliff, learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and solved the cold poison of the Xuanming God Palm. I would like to thank Brother Song." Zhang Wuji said slowly.

Song Qingshu smiled, on the surface, but actually secretly wished to kill Zhang Wuji, "Brother Zhang, you can just come back alive. Master Zu misses you every day. You have to talk about Wuji every day. You have time to go back and see Master Zu , I won't bother you to compete." ,, ..

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