Chapter 203

Even, mu Qingxiao's strength may be much higher than Zhang Wuji. After all, the latter doesn't even move his hand, which represents everything.

How to describe Zhang Wuji with talent Yilin, and how to describe mu Qingxiao? This age has such terrible strength, which can only be described by demons!

Suddenly, everyone around looked at Song Yuanqiao and looked quite strange. Who were the masters and disciples?

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At this time, looking at mu Qingxiao's light face, Zhang Wuji was shocked. He constantly mobilized his internal power and condensed it on the iron fist, trying to break his defense.

The idea is full and the reality is skinny.

No matter how strong and horizontal Zhang Wuji is, he is just a top expert. Even if he practices the Nine Yang Sutra and the great shift of heaven and earth, what can he do.

The strength of the two is no longer a dimension. In Mu Qingxiao's view, this strength is almost no different from mole ants. You can step on a nest with one foot. There's no need to be serious.

With the passage of time, Zhang Wuji became more and more frightened. He couldn't help blurting out: "I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"

Smelling the speech, mu Qingxiao smiled and said with a smile, "it's not me that hides the most, but you Zeng a Niu. No, now you're the young hero Zhang Wuji."

"You dare to challenge me with your strength. You really don't pay attention to me. It's good to have courage, but you can't do without a brain. The gap between us can't be made up. You'll never catch up with me."

As soon as the words fell, mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrow picked.

Because he found that several spectators came up on the towering stone wall on the right. Just as in the plot, Zhao Min came here with the prince of the Yuan Dynasty and the two elders of xuanming.

Zhao Min did not miss anything. Finally, she caught all the masters alive, but mu Qingxiao was the biggest loophole in her plan.

Since Zhao Min and others have come, that is to say, at the moment, countless yuan soldiers have been ambushed in the first-line Canyon under the top of Guangming, and mu Qingxiao doesn't intend to continue the stalemate.

Looking at Zhang Wuji with a gloomy face, mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrows wrinkled. To tell the truth, he really hated this obviously murderous expression. With a cold hum, a force majeure force surged out.

"Bang!"

With a dull noise, Zhang Wuji's body flew backward like a loaded shell, ejected a mouthful of blood in the air, and then fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, the rubble was flying and the dust was flying. He felt the sharp pain from his whole body. Zhang Wuji coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again in his mouth.

He could feel that his internal organs had shifted, and he could not recover without a few months of recuperation. Glancing at mu Qingxiao in the center of the battlefield, Zhang Wuji's vision became more and more blurred.

Looking at this man who brought great shame to himself both physically and psychologically, he fainted directly under the influence of his self-esteem.

"Wuji, Wuji grandson!"

The first one who rushed over was Yin Tianzheng, the white eyebrow eagle king. He hurried to hold Zhang Wuji in his arms. He looked at his injury in panic and found that his life was not in danger.

At this time, on the towering cliff, Zhao Min, dressed as a man, looked at Zhang Wuji who had fainted. A trace of memory flashed in her eyes and said with a smile: "it turned out that he was Zhang Wuji."

"Deer staff guest, crane pen Weng, the Wudang disciple who stunned Zhang Wuji, what do you think of his martial arts?"

They looked at each other and replied, "if you go back to the princess, don't say you are a Wudang disciple. Even if Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang comes here, as long as my brothers work together, they don't have a chance to win."

"Find a chance to abolish his martial arts to me. Do you hear me?" Zhao Min did not squint. He looked down at Zhang Wuji, who fainted, and a touch of worry flashed across his eyes.

Standing aside, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty glanced at Zhang Wuji and asked, "Minmin, don't you like this Zhang Wuji?"

Hearing the speech, Zhao Min returned to her senses. A trace of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes. She glared at the prince of the Yuan Dynasty fiercely and retorted, "how can I like Zhang Wuji? You really want more."

"Then how can you let the deer staff guest and the crane pen Weng kill the Wudang disciple who stunned Zhang Wuji?"

"Oh, you really think too much. I just think this Wudang disciple may hinder my plan, huh? You see, it seems that Master Cheng was raised by Shaolin disciples?"

The deer staff guest looked intently and replied, "princess, it's really Cheng Kun, but he looks badly hurt, and he's still tied with an iron chain. There are two blood holes in the pipa bone. It's estimated that he has been penetrated."

Hearing the answer from the deer staff guest, Zhao Min looked a little confused: "last night, Wei Chi Feng went to track Cheng Kun and hasn't returned yet, but Cheng Kun has become such a miserable picture, isn't it..."

Zhao Min said to the prince of the Yuan Dynasty, "listen, I'm afraid there will be a change in the plan. Transfer all the other troops. Now the six sects are at the end of their power, and that's the best time for us to take action."

Hearing the speech, the prince of the Yuan Dynasty naturally obeyed what he said, but he still asked, "Min Min, I'll dispatch troops, but what can you do? This is the territory of the Ming religion, and there are six sects. I don't trust you."

"Oh, are you bored? There are deer staff and crane pen Weng. What can I do? I stay here just to continue watching the play."

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At the same time, mu Qingxiao has returned to the Wudang team in the complex eyes of everyone.

The female Emei disciple next to him looked crazy, the nun of extinction looked surprised and appreciated, and song Qingshu snorted coldly and didn't give him a good look.

Yin Litang and Yu Lianzhou appreciated the saying "green is better than blue and better than blue", and then ran towards Zhang Wuji.

But mu Qingxiao could feel that they were very dissatisfied with Zhang Wuji's heavy hand when they concealed martial arts from him.

Song Yuanqiao glanced at Qingxiao in a rather complicated way, nodded and said, "no wonder you were so fast at the beginning, but everyone has their own secrets. To be honest, your force makes me feel inferior. I really don't have the confidence and qualification to be qualified for your master."

After that, he followed Yin Litang's footsteps and walked towards the Ming religion. Song Qingshu was proud and followed.

Originally, he was very nervous because mu Qingxiao's talent and strength were so excellent that he was afraid that the latter would compete with him for the seat of Wudang leader.

Looking at the faces of his father and martial uncle, it is estimated that there is no such possibility, which also makes him relax.

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