The night in Wudang Mountain seemed a bit quiet and leisurely. From the depths of the lush mountain forests and trees, a few sounds of insects could be heard from time to time. In front of Jiejian Pavilion, a hurried black shadow suddenly appeared.
"who?"
Two young Taoist priests suddenly jumped out on both sides of the mountain road. Their steps were light, their movements were agile, and their kung fu was somewhat basic. They were not comparable to ordinary people in the world.
These two people were naturally Taoist guardians of the Wudang Sect. When they heard the movement, they immediately reacted.
"The poor monk Shaolin Kongxiang has something urgent to ask to see Wudang Master Zhang!"
Under the faint moonlight, the appearance of the visitor became a little clearer. He was dressed in a Shaolin monk's robe, with a bald head and nine incense scars. Although he came in a hurry, his breathing was calm and his internal skills were extraordinary.
The two Wudang Taoists were surprised when they heard this.
"It turns out that he is an eminent monk from the Shaolin generation. Please follow me up the mountain."
One of the two Taoists left behind to continue guarding the mountain, while the other hurried away with Kong Xiang.
Soon we arrived at Wudang Zixiao Palace.
After passing the news, I got the news that Master Zhang of Wudang has been in seclusion for a long time, and now all affairs of Wudang Sect are under the control of Yu Daiyan, the Three Heroes of Wudang.
In the small courtyard of the side hall, Yu Daiyan got up from the bed with difficulty. The two Taoist boys beside him simply tidied him up and immediately carried him forward in a soft sedan chair.
Yu Daiyan soon saw Kong Xiang, his eyes flashed slightly, and he had a vague premonition in his heart.
Although the Shaolin Kongxiang in front of him had a clear demeanor, he could not hide the fatigue and fear on his face. This expression was completely inconsistent with his status as a Shaolin monk, and Yu Daiyan had to think more.
"Master Kongxiang came to Wudang late at night. What's the important matter?" Yu Daiyan asked softly.
"Yu Sanxia, the poor monk came here late at night because he asked to see Master Zhang because of a major matter concerning the life and death of the martial arts world. Please inform me."
Kong Xiang looked sad and his words were choked with sobs.
"Master Kongxiang, it's not that Yu is unreasonable, it's just that my master has gone into seclusion many days ago without seeing outsiders. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to disturb him at this time."
"Hey, now that things have happened, the poor monk is no longer afraid to tell the truth. Just a few days ago, the demon sect suddenly invaded our Shaolin. Masters gathered together and used ruthless methods. After a big battle, thousands of Shaolin's men were killed.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The old temple is not safe after all. All the monks in the temple were either killed or taken captive. At this moment, our Shaolin has been destroyed. The poor monks fought their way out of the siege and came to Wudang just to ask for a meeting with Master Zhang. Please
This old man upholds justice!"
Kong Xiang's words completely horrified Yu Daiyan. Shaolin's thousand-year-old temple, with its long heritage and strong strength, had been completely wiped out by Kong Xiang. This news was so important that it was as shocking as a bolt from the blue. He had absolutely no hope of it.
I never thought that Shaolin Kongxiang came here late at night for such a big event.
Not daring to be negligent at the moment, Yu Daiyan took Shaolin Kongxiang directly to the back mountain of Wudang.
In a short time, the group of people had arrived at a simple courtyard.
As soon as everyone entered, they heard a clear and peaceful voice in the room, "I wonder which eminent monk from Shaolin has come to Wudang? I didn't come to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me!"
With a slow sound, the two wooden doors slowly opened with a creak, and an old man stepped out.
I saw that this old Taoist had white beard and hair, but his complexion was as rosy as a baby. He was breathing vaguely. He was tall, turtle-shaped and with a crane back. He had an extraordinary demeanor. A lingering breath spread with the appearance of this old Taoist, which made people feel
Peace of mind and tranquility can be said to be a natural Taoist charm.
This person is none other than Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of the generation and the number one person in the world today.
"Master, Master Shaolin Kongxiang came here late at night and has something important to tell you!"
When Yu Daiyan saw Zhang Sanfeng, he hurriedly spoke.
"Dai Yan, you don't have to worry, let Master Kongxiang speak slowly."
Zhang Sanfeng has a calm demeanor, his eyes are calm and indifferent, as if the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle, and he seems to be all-encompassing, with a single Taoist heart, without any signs of anxiety or panic.
Although he knew that there must be something big happening when Shaolin Kongxiang came late at night, Zhang Sanfeng had a hundred years of experience and experienced countless strange changes, so he had already taken it lightly. This is a kind of unfazed spirit that non-grandmaster-level people cannot possess.
Kong Xiang looked excited and recounted the story of the disaster in Shaolin again. Later, his face burst into tears and his eyes were red.
"Zhenren Zhang, the life and death of the world's martial arts world now all depends on Zhenren Zhang, who belongs to the Wudang sect. Thank you, poor monk!"
While speaking with tears in his eyes, Kong Xiang took a few steps forward and knelt down with a plop.
"Alas, there are conspiracies and deceit, and the devil's religion is rampant. Who can prevent it?
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page), Master Kong Xiang, please wake up quickly!"
Even though Zhang Sanfeng has been cultivating for a hundred years, he was still shaken when he first heard about the robbery in Shaolin. He sighed and sighed. Although he founded the Wudang sect and joined the Taoist sect, he still had a passion for Shaolin in his early years.
Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward and held his hands slightly, trying to lift Kong Xiang up.
At this moment, Kong Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was full of qi and blood, his true energy was surging, and his eyes became ferocious. His hands suddenly intertwined, and the air crackled with the fierce force, and then he moved
Using all the strength of his body, he pushed it out flatly with both hands, and patted Zhang Sanfeng's vital points on his chest and abdomen.
This palm came out of the blue, as fast as lightning, without any warning. Kong Xiang's grasp of the timing was really at its peak. Taking advantage of Zhang Sanfeng's emotional excitement due to the news of the fall of Shaolin, and the chaos of his energy, he launched it at close range.
The most brutal assassination.
Kong Xiang's palm is Shaolin's first-class powerful skill, Vajra Prajna Palm. This sneak attack at this moment is the result of his life-long concentration of skills, and he has the intention of death to plot against Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of martial arts.
, the danger involved is indescribable.
With one palm strike, the air flow surged, and the palm force was layered upon layers. A dozen layers of fierce and sharp palm force were blasted out at once.
Too close, Kong Xiang was really too close to Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng was unprepared for him. I have to say that Kong Xiang's sneak attack was a model at this moment.
A top master in the world of martial arts, concentrating his whole life's skills to assassinate an innate grand master, this kind of thing is so tragic, heroic, and powerful!
"careful!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the night sky outside the small courtyard, followed by a violent roar of wind.
Almost at the same time, Kong Xiang's fierce and vast palm force caused a huge commotion. Yu Daiyan and others also saw this scene clearly. His eyes were filled with tears and he fell down from the soft chair.
"How dare you, the thief, be careful, master!"
Yu Daiyan roared violently. Unfortunately, his body was paralyzed and there was nothing he could do. Even if he was intact, he could not imagine Kong Xiang's stunning palm. In fact, the distance between Kong Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng was too close at this time, and he
The attack was as fast as lightning and thunder, and no one could interfere with this shocking assassination.