Chapter 53 Song Yuanqiao: Go and tear Zhang Wuji’s waist into pieces.
Zhu Yuanzhang was able to become an emperor from a beggar. Although he had a sinister side, he definitely had a heroic spirit.
He felt a surge of blood in his head, and without even thinking, he said loudly: "Senior Yang, don't worry, Zhu Yuanzhang will definitely fulfill his mission!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said goodbye to Yang Gui and followed Zhou Yunwu and Jinhua Yinye down the mountain to mobilize troops.
Zhang Wuji was alone, so he left immediately and rushed directly to Mingjiao.
It took two days for Wudang to get ready. Song Yuanqiao took Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu out. Song Qingshu said that he wanted to practice Taoism and didn't want to go. As a result, Song Yuanqiao pretended to be a father and beat him up. He had to
Go.
"Brother, I want to eat Xikunlun peaches. Can you bring them to me when you come back?"
A little girl of five or six years old pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve and shook it.
This is the trumpet that Song Yuanqiao and his wife practiced after Song Qingshu started practicing Taoism, and they named them Song Jiaxiu. After the little princess Wudang was born, she became the apple of everyone’s eye. Not to mention that Song Yuanqiao’s family of three loved her very much, and everyone else also doted on her.
Looking at this little girl.
Song Qingshu looked at his sister and couldn't laugh or cry, "Little sister, there are no fairy peaches in Kunlun, they are all lies."
"I'm not lying, brother Wuji told me personally!"
Song Jia's face with baby fat was full of reverence, "Brother Wuji said that there are immortal apes and peaches in Kunlun. If you eat them, you can live as long as the Grand Master. Brother Wuji is the most powerful, he
You will definitely not lie to me!"
Song Qingshu said helplessly: "How great is the master's cultivation? Even if the animals become monsters, how can he compare with the master? What's more, the road to Kunlun is far away, and even the peaches can't be saved."
"Impossible, I don't believe it. Brother Wuji has already said that he will bring me fairy peaches next time he comes back." Song Jiaxiu puffed up his cheeks: "It's not good for you if you don't bring me peaches. It's better for brother Wuji. Why don't you bring me peaches?"
I like my eldest brother, Xiu Xiu likes my brother Wuji!"
Song Qingshu slowly typed a question mark.
Zhang Wuji, what the hell did you say to my sister!
His reaction now is no different than seeing a yellow-haired man riding a will-o'-the-wisp try to abduct his sister with a lollipop and do strange things.
"Junior brother Wuji, I still remember the time I was defeated by you. I want to see if your Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu can withstand my Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu!"
Song Qingshu, who originally didn't want to go down the mountain, ran faster than a rabbit and rushed to the front of the Wudang camp.
"Qingshu, Qingshu, why are you running so fast?" Song Yuanqiao shouted dissatisfied from behind.
Song Qingshu turned around and told his father.
"What! This is happening?" Song Yuanqiao said with a stern look on his face: "My fifth brother passed away early, leaving only one child alone. He is like my biological son. When Xiu Xiu grows up, marrying Wuji will be considered ours
Kissing each other, what are you kidding about?"
Then he secretly whispered to Song Qingshu: "Qingshu, you come to me in the middle of the night tonight, my father will teach you the 'Tiger Claw Execution Hand'. This is the proud work of your second uncle, even gold and iron can't hold it."
You have a claw."
Zhang Wuji was walking on the road and suddenly felt a chill in his waist for no apparent reason.
Thinking of his past experiences in Kunlun, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Time flies by quickly and everything is being prepared in full swing.
The six major sects met at the Kunlun Sect, took the mountain path, arrived at the Mingjiao General Altar, and started attacking the mountain from all directions.
The original works of the Mingjiao people could not stop the sudden attack of the six major sects, not to mention that Zhu Yuanzhang had already left in advance with some of the people he could mobilize.
Yamashita Mingjiao is retreating steadily, and the top Mingjiao leaders are still fighting among themselves.
Wu San and Wei Yixiao came to the Guangmingding Main Altar and started to fight without even saying a few words to Yang Xiao.
Six people beat one person, but they can't beat him.
Just these two-faced people, they want strategy but not strategy, they want martial arts but not martial arts, and they have the nerve to refuse to accept Yang Xiao as the leader. At this moment, these losers actually think of fighting for power first.
When Yang Xiao thought of this, he became even more angry. He thought that if it weren't for the powerful enemy at hand, the Mingjiao would have been overthrown in an instant, and he would have to use ruthless means to defeat a few of them.
Fortunately, Leng Qian, probably because of his cold temperament, was relatively clear-headed. He was the first to react and said: "Congratulations! There is no malice, please stop fighting."
After all, Yang Xiao also cares about the Ming Cult. When he saw them taking the initiative to surrender, he laughed and said: "Brother Wei, disperse everyone, I say one, two, three, everyone remove their palms at the same time to avoid accidental injuries!" Seeing Wei Yixiao and Zhou Dian
After everyone nodded, he slowly shouted: "One, two, three!"
As soon as the word "three" came out of his mouth, Yang Xiao put away the "Great Shift of the Universe" magical skill. Suddenly, his vest felt cold, and a sharp finger force poked the Shinto point on his back. Yang Xiao was shocked: "The Bat King is so vicious, actually
Take advantage of the situation and make a sneak attack."
He originally thought that he would definitely die due to his carelessness. After waiting for a long time, he did not feel the cold finger force coming upon him.
Looking back, he found that Zhang Wuji was grabbing the finger of a man wearing a gray cloth robe. Judging from the degree of distortion, it was already broken.
"Brother Zhang." Yang Xiao let out a long breath, "Thank you for saving me."
Wu San and Wei Yixiao were also almost attacked by a sneak attack, and looked at Zhang Wuji and Zhang Wuji with lingering fear.
Wei Yixiao asked with a hoarse voice: "Yang Zuoshi, who is this little brother?"
"This is Zhang Wuji." Zhang Wuji nodded, "I am a friend of Yang Zuoshi, the White-browed Eagle King is my grandfather, and the Golden-haired Lion King is my adoptive father."
Zhang Wuji came down from Wudang Mountain, changed horses one after another, and rushed towards Kunlun Mountain. When he reached the mountainous area, he abandoned his horse and ran wildly. With his martial arts skills at this time, he could gallop on the steep Kunlun Mountain road even faster than riding a horse.
He was the first to arrive at Zuowang Peak and told Yang Xiao the news about the six major sects besieging Guangmingding.
But Yang Xiao is quite conceited. Firstly, he does not believe that the six major sects can unite to attack Mingjiao. Secondly, he is confident that he can fight with the six major sects.
What's more, in his eyes, Zhang Wuji is a Wudang disciple, so how can the news he brings be trusted?
Yang Xiao treated Zhang Wuji politely and offered him good food and drinks, but refused to let him participate in the defense affairs. When news of Zhengdao's attack on the mountain came, he personally went to Guangmingding to take command, but Zhang Wuji and Yang
I don’t regret staying at Zuowang Peak, but I feel a sense of rejection.
If he hadn't fought against Zhang Wuji and knew that his martial arts skills were too high, he would have even wanted to put Zhang Wuji under house arrest.
But Zhang Wuji was kind-hearted after all. Seeing that Mingjiao couldn't resist, he took Yang Buhui all the way to Guangmingding to help.
As soon as I found out Yang Xiao's room and went in, I saw an old monk trying to attack me from behind.
Wu San and Wei Yixiao thought that this was a master that Yang Xiao had found from nowhere to help. As soon as Zhang Wuji announced his family status, his eyes became complicated again.
The gray-clothed monk was unwilling to surrender. His right hand was grabbed by Zhang Wuji, and he hit him with his left fist. As soon as he punched out, there was a sound of wind, thunder and thunder in the air.
Even though Zhang Wuji was like this, with a casual move, the monk in gray hit his chest with his left fist. With a "click" sound, several bones were broken and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
People in Mingjiao shouted and cursed: "Shameless villain, sneak attack from behind!"
Zhang Wuji, however, stared at the gray-clothed monk with a look of surprise as if he had picked up 20 million while walking on the road, half-smiling but not smiling: "Thunderbolt Fist, you are Cheng Kun!"