"Oh? Although the old Taoist has not been out in the world these years, he also knows that there is something wrong with the Mingjiao's actions, but he has always been determined to oppose the Yuan Dynasty. When did he speak on behalf of the Yuan and Meng court? I'm afraid you are mistaken about this leader.
Bar?"
Zhang Sanfeng's tone was light but full of sarcasm. Zhao Min's expression changed slightly and then calmed down.
"Humph, what's so difficult to understand? Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Since Mingjiao is not allowed in the righteous martial arts world, it is not unusual to cooperate with the imperial court. And it is not only Mingjiao, but also Shaolin, Kunlun, Kongtong, Huashan, and Emei sects. Now
Everyone has surrendered to the imperial court. I have come here today to tell you, Mr. Zhang, whether to surrender to the imperial court or to resist to the end!"
Zhao Min spoke sharply and sneered.
"The old Taoist has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and I am afraid that he will not be able to live up to your wishes. As for the idea of surrendering to the imperial court, it is even more nonsense. Since the establishment of the Yuan and Meng dynasties, the government has been brutal, and the people of the world have suffered for a long time. Although the old Taoist cannot help the world
We will save the people, but we will not act as a slut for the tiger, so there is no need to say more about this issue.”
Zhang Sanfeng's breath was sharp, his tone was sonorous, and he had a heroic demeanor.
"Okay, since Mr. Zhang is stubborn and ineffective, it's no wonder that I'm a junior. I'm here today to learn about Wudang martial arts. I'm not talented, but I have a few servants who can do a decent job. Now I'm going to ask Mr. Zhang to give me some advice.
Got it!"
Zhao Min snorted coldly, and closed the folding fan in his hand with a snap. His face was cold and solemn, and he was no longer smiling and smiling just now.
"Two masters Xuan Ming, Ah Da and Ah Er, you guys should go and learn Zhang Zhenren's Wudang skills. You are all Zhang Zhenren's juniors. If it's a one-on-one contest, then I'm afraid you will look down on Zhang Zhenren.
It's better to join forces together, so that we can be worthy of the title of Master Zhang, Master Zhang, what do you think of this junior's words?"
Zhao Min waved his hand, and four people walked out next to him. They were the two elders Xuan Ming, Ah Da and Ah Er, and the four masters. Each of these four people had extraordinary momentum, either gloomy, dazzling, or powerful and domineering.
Has characteristics.
Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed, his steps moved slightly, and he was about to take action.
"Zhang Zhenzhen, wait a minute, some things are better explained clearly."
Taoist Taiyuan slowly
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Yu's voice suddenly appeared in Zixiao Palace.
Zhang Sanfeng knew the foundation of Taoist Taiyuan, so he nodded slightly when he heard this, stopped moving, and just watched the changes.
It was also at this time that Taiyuan Taoist officially appeared in front of everyone.
I saw a Taoist in green clothes, with a jade-like face, like a young man, and clear and deep eyes walking out, as if he had the gentle breeze blowing, and the demeanor of banishing an immortal to the dust.
"who are you?"
Zhao Min's expression changed, and she knew intuitively that the Taoist in front of her had an extraordinary identity, and she had a vague premonition about it.
"Haha, Miss Zhao, aren't you acting as a poor Taoist at the moment? The leader of the Ming Cult is really a big name, but if you are the leader of the Ming Cult, what does it mean to be a poor Taoist?"
Taoist Taiyuan had no emotional changes and remained as calm as water. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What?" Zhao Min was startled, and immediately knew that she had made a big joke today. She was pretending to be the leader of the Ming Cult and came to capture Wudang Mountain. She made various arrangements for this, whether it was the deployment of manpower or the preparation in advance.
The purpose of assassinating Zhang Sanfeng was to take down the Wudang Sect in one fell swoop, but he never imagined that he, the fake leader of the Ming Cult, would meet the real leader of the Ming Cult in the Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain. This was exactly what Li Kui encountered.
Li Gui, what a coincidence.
"Besides, Miss Zhao is a dignified princess of Yuan Meng. She really shouldn't pretend to be Pindao, the leader of the Ming Cult. Wouldn't it be too low of status?"
Taiyuan's words continued, but Zhao Min was even more shocked. His identity was clearly revealed. This situation was too weird.
"Humph, you also said that I am a dignified princess, so what does it mean to pretend to be the leader of the Ming Cult?"
Zhao Min snorted at first, then rolled his eyes and realized his plan.
"Also, Mr. Zhang, I have always heard that Wudang is a well-known and decent sect. When did he have such a close relationship with the Demon Cult? Today in Zixiao Palace, do you want a Demon Cult leader to make the decision for Wudang?
? Or is it that Mr. Zhang is injured and does not dare to accept the challenge? "
As soon as the topic changed, Zhao Min had already pointed the finger at Zhang San.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) On Feng’s body.
Moreover, it also has a bad reputation of colluding with the Demonic Cult. If it really spreads in the world, it will be difficult to explain clearly to the Wudang Sect.
"Miss Zhao has a sharp tongue and extraordinary means. If Pindao predicts that, all the people from the six major sects have already fallen into your hands, right? It's such a big game of chess!"
Taiyuan Taoist shook his head and sighed, seeming to be regretful and yet also admiring.
"Hmph, what a Ming Cult leader, damn it, really damn it."
Zhao Min was extremely angry. She felt that she didn't have any secrets in front of this mysterious leader of the Ming Cult, as if everything had been seen through. This feeling was really uncomfortable for her.
"Yes, the people of the six major sects have indeed fallen into the hands of this princess. Why, Master Taiyuan, shouldn't you thank me? These people are all thinking about destroying the Ming Cult. Now I have taken care of them for you.
, for Mingjiao, it should be considered a great favor, I wonder how you would like to thank me, Master Taiyuan?"
Zhao Min looked proud. She was secretly controlling everything. Although many accidents happened along the way, the backbone of the six major sects still fell into her hands. This achievement was not a big one, and she felt a little proud.
It's also reasonable.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, you have also heard that Song Yuanqiao and others are in the hands of this princess. Do you still insist on it now? Do you want to consider joining me in the Yuan Dynasty?"
"So that's it. It seems that Yuanqiao and others have really fallen into your hands. You're a good girl, but life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Since my disciples fell into your hands, they are also doomed.
If the old Taoist defected to Yuan Ting because of this, then he would be looking down on the old Taoist. Just use whatever means you have, and there is no need to say anything else!"
Even though Zhang Sanfeng had been practicing for a hundred years, he still felt angry after hearing that all his disciples who went to the Western Regions were robbed. He became a little angry, and his words became less polite.
"You really don't know how to praise me. Some masters, please come forward and teach me the unique skills of Wudang."
Zhao Min looked livid, took a few steps back, and ordered coldly.
Xuan Ming and the others agreed at the same time, their robes fluttering, and they were already ready to take action.