C237 Annihilation of Wudang
The swords in these swordsmen's hands trembled as they let out a long cry. Their swords were automatically unsheathed as the tips of their swords were pointed at Zhang Sanfeng.0
"Ten Thousand Swords Follower, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect!"
This was the Sword God's qualification. No one under the heavens questioned Shen Muqing anymore. Zhang Sanfeng felt the power contained in the attack far surpassing that of the Desolate Immortal Destroying Finger, so his expression slightly changed.
The aura in this set of sword aura was too strong. Before he could recover his hands to circulate Taiji Fist, the power in his body surged. It was as if Zhang Sanfeng had turned into yin and yang at this moment.
The Tai Chi shadow behind Zhang Sanfeng actually poured directly into his body. The moment the shadow behind Zhang Sanfeng entered his body, his entire aura also started to become illusory.
Taiji Fist was a fist that weighed a thousand jin. Using force to fight strength, in the end, he used the strongest defense from the Taiji shadow, his fists already had two colors, yin and yang.
The sword aura rushed over in an instant. This sword aura was like a god valve descending from the ninth heaven, exploding in front of Zhang Sanfeng.
At the same time, Shen Muqing discovered that there was a huge Tai Chi diagram in front of Zhang Sanfeng. He also disappeared and directly turned into a Tai Chi diagram soul.
No matter how powerful Zhang Sanfeng was, he was just a mortal. Under the crazy bombardment of the sword intent, the taiji diagram gradually faded until it finally shattered, and its aura was not any weaker than when piercing towards Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body smashed onto the Wudang Mountain behind him, and he vomited large mouthfuls of blood.
All of the Wudang disciples anxiously shouted.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Grand Master!"
They were terrified and shocked. In their hearts, Zhang Sanfeng, who was like an undefeated god of war, had failed!
Shen Muqing had defeated Zhang Sanfeng with a single sword strike, and had also defeated the faith of the Wudang Sect disciples. The thousands of sword artists that came to watch the battle were extremely excited, and all of them shouted together.
"Under the heavens, my sword sect is the only prosperous sect!"
Today's battle had completely turned the Sword School into a match for the Dao!
Yao Yue slightly smiled and suddenly waved her hand. She looked at the Wudang disciple and said: "Zhang Sanfeng has lost, and according to the agreement, everyone has to go according to the Wudang, and all people have their own orders! Capture all Wudang disciples and kill them without mercy! "
Song Yuanqiao and the others did not wait to be caught, they just saw Song Yuanqiao say, "Save Master first! and then, resist the Brocaded Robe Guard again. "
Wang Yuyan snorted coldly.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Soon after, a fairy-like figure appeared in front of Song Yuanqiao. With a raise of his hand, a small hand appeared like condensed jade. It was the Six Solar Palm of the Sky Mountain, as if it could suppress everything!
At the same time, Yao Yue and the others also began to attack, seeking out the Wudang's Seven Heroes to fight. After all, the Wudang's Seven Heroes were the pillars that stood at the heart of the Wudang Sect!
Of course, the Brocaded Robe Guard behind him had to deal with ordinary disciples. Ah Zi suddenly came in front of Yu Daiyan, dismissed the disciple guarding him, and then pressed her hand on the top of Yu Daiyan's head. "Zhang Sanfeng gave you inner force for many years, so it should be enough to prolong your life, right? Give it to me! "You're a cripple, it's a waste that I gave it to you!"
Immediately after, a suction force burst out from Ah Zi's palm. Ah Zi laughed like a little demon. Yu Daiyan felt the Qi in his dantian draining out, and exclaimed in shock, "Let me go! Let me go! You damned bitch, it's actually the Northern Dark Divine Art! "
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