The Dragon Slaying Sword reappears!

I don’t know when it started, but the news that the Wudang Zhang Wuxia and his wife appeared again had suddenly spread throughout the world.

The martial arts sects that have some demands for the Dragon Slaying Sword are all ready to move. Zhang Feng, Wudang, Zhang Zhenren’s 100th birthday party, and everyone rushed to Wudang Mountain to celebrate their birthdays on the surface, but everyone was tacit about what they had in private.

On this day, Wudang Mountain was decorated with whitewashed by its disciples. The mountain gate was opened, welcoming fellow travelers in the world, and paying homage to the mountains to celebrate their birthdays.

The master of the wise men was blocked by the scattered people in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes were all politely blocked by the guests. Apart from the famous heroes in the rivers and lakes, only the masters of the five major sects were left.

As everyone gathered in Zhenwu Hall, the seven Wudang heroes appeared together.

The masters of the five major sects were full of brilliance and stared at Zhang Cuishan.

Before he could say a few words about the birthday celebration, someone attacked him on the spot and asked Zhang Cuishan to tell him whereabouts of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Zhang Cuishan naturally refused and rejected it with his kindness and righteousness. However, most of the people in the world sneered at it. Shaolin led the monks to fight with the seven heroes of Wudang, and agreed to be respected by martial arts.

If Shaolin wins, he will explain Xie Xun's whereabouts.

The seven heroes of Wudang cherish their feathers and refused to lose their master's face. Even though the third brother was disabled, they could not use the most powerful Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, they still agreed.

When the third brother taught this method, he never forgot to ask the question that had been suppressed in his heart for ten years. Yin Susu dared not lie and told the truth.

Zhang Cuishan was unable to suppress his grief and guilt when listening outside, but on one side were brothers and wife. He was stuck in the middle and in a dilemma. While he was sad and angry, the thread that had been tense broke directly.

As if he was crazy, he rushed out of the Zhenwu Hall and shouted at the masters of the five major sects who were eyeing each other: "Today's incident was caused by Zhang Cuishan. I am willing to apologize for my death and resolve the grudges that you have learned with my brother."

Before he could finish his words, he had already pulled out his waist for a long time. In the inexplicable surprise of everyone, he wanted to commit suicide in public and apologize.

His movements were too fast, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang could not react at all. Even his wife Yin Susu did not expect that her husband would be so strong. Don’t wipe his neck if he had any disagreement.

Zhang Wuji, who was only ten years old, was already shocked and stood there and didn't know what to do.

At this critical moment, a cold light shot from outside the hall like lightning.

The light was extremely fast, and everyone felt their eyes blurred and they heard a soft sound.

The long sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand was broken at the same root. He drew his sword and committed suicide, but cut off a loneliness in public.

The broken sword touched the chest and a shallow blood mark was cut, but it fell to the ground with a jingle.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Yin Susu was the first to rush up and grabbed her husband's hand. Tears in her eyes rolled down uncontrollably. She wanted to say something, but she was even more swallowed and couldn't speak.

Zhang Cuishan looked at his wife in her arms, looked at the broken sword in her hand and looked at her reaction, and shouted at Zhang Wuji who was rushing towards her. She was a little stunned for a moment, and all kinds of emotions in her heart surged up, and tears flowed out involuntarily.

The other six of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were relieved when they saw their brothers being saved. They grew up together as brothers, but in fact they were even more close than brothers.

In the lobby, Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, had a long smile on his face. He looked in front of him with cold eyes, and his eyes gradually looked upwards.

He looked at a small broken silver nailed to the pillar of Zhenwu Hall.

Song Yuanqiao calmed down and clasped his fists solemnly: "I don't know which senior gave the help, Wudang was very grateful!"

The masters of the five major sects couldn't help but watch from side to side, curious about who had such ability.

This move is quite not simple. It not only requires precision, but also requires a first-mover effort. The power must be accurately grasped, and the speed is really surprising.

The method of throwing hidden weapons alone surprised the senior masters of various sects.

Footsteps came from outside the hall.

Everyone turned their heads unconsciously and saw four figures slowly appearing in front of everyone.

The leader walked in front of him, dressed in a scholarly state, with a slender figure, but strong body, not only fair face, but also very young. At first glance, he looked only in his early twenties.

This guy played with a silver fan in his hand, and a faint smile always appeared on his face.

The other three are children dressed as children, girls in luxurious dresses, and those in tight clothes, like crowds.

Just looking at this staffing configuration, everyone's minds naturally correspond to the scene of the young man traveling.

The person who came was naturally Gao Ning.

These two days, I took the princess Zhuoma and had a great time nearby to enjoy a deep mountain forest and a broken wall and a cliff.

Hunt wild animals every day and sleep in the mountains and forests.

Wherever he went, Gao Ning would use slimes to build a house in advance.

Both food and accommodation are very exquisite. I watched the scenery and sang songs along the way, and everyone was happily traveling around.

After calculating the days, they set out to climb the mountain when it was about to be at the 100th birthday party of Zhenren.

In fact, when the Wuhan University School was born and provoked trouble, Gao Ning and his group had already arrived outside the Zhenwu Hall, but they just hid their breath through a special method and kept standing by watching the show.

Knowing that Zhang Cuishan was about to jump out and kill himself, Gao Ning took action.

Although Song Yuanqiao was suspicious, he still clasped his fists: "I dare to ask this young man, you just now..."

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything, I'm just here to join in the fun! How can this big show be without audiences? Let's watch it next to you, you can continue, you can continue!"

Gao Ning replied with a chuckling, shaking his fan and leading the few people to the side. Tie Niu took out a small round table and two exquisite bamboo woven chairs from the shelf behind him.

Gao Ning and Zhuoma sat down one by one, and the monkey quickly took the white jade teapot from his bag, took two more cups, and placed them on the round table.

Then, some dried fruits and melon seeds were found from somewhere, and put them in an exquisite jade plate next to the teapot.

Now I really became a teahouse watching opera.

People from the five major sects have never seen such an arrogant guy.

Most people remained silent, but a disciple suddenly walked out of the Kunlun Sect, with a round head and face, and nostrils facing the sky. At this time, his face was almost distorted with anger.

"Where are idle people coming from? This is a major event in the martial arts world. Can you mix it up? What does the Wudang Sect do? The disciples at the foot of the mountain can't even stop outsiders. They are all wastes who eat hard!
Chapter completed!