Kongtong and Kunlun were defeated one after another, and everyone looked at Master Kongwen, Shaolin Temple.

Master Kongwen of Shaolin Temple put one hand on his chest and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"

"Young Master Zeng has a bright future in his martial arts. Why not go down the mountain? I really don't want to commit more murder!"

"Master, please take action first. Since I, Zeng Aniu, have agreed to this old man to take over the hatred of other sects and the Ming Cult, I will naturally bear it with all my strength."

"Amitabha!" Master Kongwen recited the Buddha's name again.

"Then I will ask Zeng Shaoxia Zeng for advice with Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!" As he said that, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Kong's expression suddenly changed. Everyone felt that Master Kong Wen's claw technique was even more sharp, which was even better than the White-Browed Eagle King's Eagle Claw Hand. He attacked Zhang Wuji.

Ma Rong was amazed when he saw it, "This Shaolin Pian is indeed profound, and the Dragon Claw Hand is worthy of being one of the seventy-two unique skills, and it is indeed amazing!"

Zeng Yunfeng nodded. Shaolin Temple left many martial arts with the greatest martial arts world-class, but this is also the reason why Shaolin Temple is arrogant and wants to issue orders in the martial arts world.

The group of thieves were bald and didn’t want to eat vegetarian food and meditate, recite scriptures and worship Buddha, and thought about interfering in the affairs of the world every day, which made people excited everywhere.

Everyone saw the fight between Ambassador Kong Wen and Zhang Wuji with relish. However, after more than 150 rounds, Zhang Wuji turned into an offensive, making him the Dragon Claw Hand.

Everyone took a breath after seeing it, "This boy named Zeng actually has a dragon claw hand, how is that possible?"

The Tieguan Taoist stroked his injured chest, his face full of disbelief.

"Oh, it's not unfair to lose!" Tang Wenliang, the five elders of Kongtong, sighed.

When the last move was used up, everyone saw the dragon claw hand staying at Master Kongwen's neck, and everyone's faces changed.

Kong Wen sighed, raised his hand to his chest, and recited the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha, Zeng Shaoxia, his moves are exquisite. He learned that I, Shaolin Dragon, waved in a moment. It is really a rare talent in the world. If you have time in the future, please invite Shaolin to Shaolin. Shaolin should do the best for the landlord."

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the situation in the field and curled his lips again.

Ma Rong didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly asked: "Master, why do I feel like there is something strange in the middle? This abbot seems to have something in his words! And he is merciless!"

Zeng Yunfeng smiled and said, "It seems that your mind is not in vain. This bald donkey clearly wants to push me forward. Look at me, I must be the one who came on the last one."

After Master Kongwen came down, he looked at Master Miejue and said, "Master, this battle of Guangmingding was initiated by your Emei. I would like to ask Master Master..." Before he finished speaking, Master Miejue suddenly pulled out the Yitian Sword, and everyone saw a golden light shot directly at Zhang Wuji.

"Young Master Zeng, be careful, that the Sword of Heaven is not a joke!" shouted the Green-winged Bat King.

The fight between the two of them was much more exciting. Master Miejue's Emei Jiuyang skills made it perfect. His swordsmanship was also a place to enter the house. Everyone was dazzled, and Zhang Wuji did not dare to take over the Yitian Sword.

But Ma Rong looked around and frowned more and more, "Master, why do you think Master Miejue can't fight at all?"

"There is a magical power, but Master Mie Jue relies on the Yitian Sword in his hand, and it seems to have the upper hand, but in fact it has already..." Zeng Yunfeng had not finished speaking.

Zhang Wuji slapped Master Miejue's wrist with a palm, and the Yitian Sword suddenly dropped out. Zhang Wuji turned around, turned over and caught the Yitian Sword, bowed and said, "Master, I'll give in!"

Master Mie Jue shouted coldly and said, "Good boy!"

Master Mie Jue walked into the crowd angrily and did not ask Zhang Wuji for the Yitian Sword, because the Yitian Sword was thrown in her hands and she had no shame to ask for it.

But Master Mie Jue said to the Wudang Sect: "Song Hero, Poon Ni knows that the Wudang Sect does not want to be told to take advantage of others, but the current situation..."

At this time, a young man next to Song Yuanqiao stood up and said, "Father, let me go up and compete with him for sword moves. Although my internal skills are not good, Wudang's sword technique is the best in the world, and he will definitely not be humiliated by the reputation of Wudang."

Song Yuanqiao nodded. This sentence came to his heart. First, he didn't want to bully this young man. He took advantage of others' danger. The second young man had strong martial arts skills, but Wudang could not do anything without any power, and even watched from the wall. Therefore, sending Song Qingshu to compete in sword moves was a great way.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at this step in front of him and scratched his head. He didn't want to see the battle between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji. He had already seen the Wudang Sect sword technique.

This time, I have seen them practice the Wudang Sword Formation together this time. To be honest, Zeng Yunfeng really doesn't like Song Qingshu's Wudang Sword Technique.

Sure enough, Song Qingshu was beaten out in less than 30 rounds, his face turned red and red. When Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu's face was full of shame and pain.

Seeing that the six major sects were looking at each other, Ma Rong cursed in his heart, "Here is here!"

The two sects of Wudang in Shaolin were unwilling to be said to be cruel and unkind by others, so they easily refused to kill others, and refused to take advantage of others' dangers, and even recite scriptures for others to be saved.

The remaining Kunlun, Kongtong, and Huashan Emei leaders are not capable enough and cannot beat Zhang Wuji. Oh, it's really troublesome.

The Wudang Sect and the Shaolin Sect obviously let go. With Master Kong Wen's skills, Zeng Yunfeng believed that he would be able to fight Zhang Wuji in less than a moment or three moments, but he did not, but he wanted to fight Zhang Wuji with the so-called Dragon Claw Hand, and the same was true for the Wudang Sect.

The only Beggars' Sect left, everyone looked at each other. How could Zeng Yunfeng, who was the finale, be like the two sects? He was hasty.

Zeng Yunfeng slowly walked up and walked into the scene under the eyes of everyone.

Wearing a green shirt, the mountain breeze blows the silk ribbons around Zeng Yunfeng's waist, and the iron star makes a stunning cold light.

Zhang Wuji looked at the person who walked in front of him step by step, and his surprise arose inexplicably, "Why is it him?"

This person was the bearded man he met at the beginning. He even wanted to meet him honestly and took a bath in a bathtub. He was very familiar with the aura of this person. He recognized him at a glance when he walked in front of him.

Zhang Wuji only felt that this person's internal strength was as strong as a sea. When he walked in front of them, he felt that his breathing was about to stagnate.

Zhou Zhiruo also frowned.

But this scene was like a copper chime ringing in the hearts of many leaders, and the leaders of various sects were even more afraid of the strength of the Beggars' Sect.

However, it doesn’t matter to Zeng Yunfeng at all, because the Beggars’ Sect has developed to its current scale and is not even afraid of others, which is abnormal.

He just wanted to tell the people of the world that the Beggar Gang is no longer the original Beggar Gang. The Beggar Gang already has the ability to control the situation in the world, and no one can underestimate the Beggar Gang.

Zhang Wuji bowed his hand slightly and bowed to Zeng Yunfeng and said, "Senior!"

Zeng Yunfeng nodded and asked, "How do you want to compare?"

Yang Xiao forced himself to sit up and said, "Young hero, don't be careless. This person is Ying Wugui of the Beggars' Sect, who has become famous in the world for nearly ten years."

He alone developed the Beggars' Sect into such a large force, but he was the largest gang in the world and could almost compete with other sects. I am afraid that the six sects would not be able to match him even if they joined forces.

"And Ying Wugui has the name of killing dragons in the world. He is called the True Dragon Subduing. Don't be careless. The iron order on his waist is the magic weapon in the world. Young Master Zeng, be careful!"

Everyone heard Yang Xiao's words. Zeng Yunfeng curled his lips and cursed in his heart. Fucking Yang Xiao is really bad. If you remind Zhang Wuji, please remind Zhang Wuji. What beggars' sect is suitable for a large gang that can be compared with the six major sects, and it is also said that it can compete with the six major sects. Isn't this arousing their internal hatred and provoking a plan to sow discord?

Although Zeng Yunfeng is not afraid of fear, it is not on the surface. At that time, the six major sects target the Beggar Gang. Should the business of the Beggar Gang be carried out in various places?
Chapter completed!