More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
Zhou Yu suppressed a smile:
All the players present know that even if they are seriously injured, there is still an unreachable natural chasm between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji...
When the players from the six major sects saw that someone actually intervened in front of Zhang Wuji, they were all extremely jealous. Especially after learning the identity of Phantom, they knew that there might be another strong woman in the martial arts world in the future!
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
He was so happy that he shook his head.
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
"Wait!"
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
"Wait!"
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
Whoosh! Whizzing!
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
"No need!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
When the players from the six major sects saw that someone actually intervened in front of Zhang Wuji, they were all extremely jealous. Especially after learning the identity of Phantom, they knew that there might be another strong woman in the martial arts world in the future!
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
"Zhou Yu? Zhou Yu, the strong one on the Dragon List?"
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
It happened that at this time, Zhang Wuji learned from Song Qingshu that the other party was angry with him because of Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji was furious and said flatly:
Zhou Yu suppressed a smile:
In an instant, cold arrows, flying knives, and various hidden weapons came towards Zhang Wuji from different directions.
"What are you waiting for! Quick! Kill him!!"
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
The latter took his time and clamped one end of Song Qingshu's long sword with two fingers. With a strong force, the long sword broke with a mournful cry. Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji's flying sword.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
The six sects were all moved.
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was taking good care of Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo only attacked Zhang Wuji after being urged by Master Jue, and his heart was filled with jealousy. Now seeing that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, he naturally couldn't help but jump out and want to kill this future person. Love rival.
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
"The Wudang Sect has tried its best. It seems that the Ming Cult has not yet exhausted its strength. Disciple Song called Naihe and brought his disciples and junior brothers back to the sect today to concentrate on practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship and make a comeback someday..."
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
In the Phoenix List, the person who poses the greatest threat to her is no longer Mo Feng, but the newly-emerged 'Phantom'. If 'Phantom' gets Zhang Wuji's favor and successfully blocks this disaster for Zhang Wuji, I'm afraid... even if he can't learn the Great Qiankun If you move, Mingjiao will also receive generous rewards, helping Phantom to significantly increase its strength.
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
"I come!"
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
Zhang Wuji, who had not been defeated by the heads of the six sects or even the abbot, was stabbed in the right chest by Zhou Zhiruo, a weak woman with average martial arts skills.
"No need!"
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
Master Miejie sneered:
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
In the crowd, many players frowned.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
"Wait!"
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
“…”
“…”
In the crowd, many players frowned.
Song Yuanqiao frowned, looking at Zhang Wuji who was seriously injured by the sword, feeling unbearable.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
Whoosh! Whizzing!
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Master Miejie sneered:
"I come!"
"I come!"
"You are not a disciple of the Ming Cult. What does the Ming Cult have to do with you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you." With golden horns and silver gauze, he walked out of the six sects with light steps, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
In an instant, cold arrows, flying knives, and various hidden weapons came towards Zhang Wuji from different directions.
It is Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect.
The six sects were all moved.
He was so happy that he shook his head.
Whoosh! Whizzing!
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
With a flash of the sword, people were shot like lightning, and they were immediately in front of Zhang Wuji...
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was taking good care of Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo only attacked Zhang Wuji after being urged by Master Jue, and his heart was filled with jealousy. Now seeing that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, he naturally couldn't help but jump out and want to kill this future person. Love rival.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
Song Yuanqiao frowned, looking at Zhang Wuji who was seriously injured by the sword, feeling unbearable.
"What are you waiting for! Quick! Kill him!!"
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
Zhou Yu suppressed a smile:
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
Phantom, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stopped in front of Song Qingshu.
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
The plot missions, which are all good, seem to have turned into a battle between players as players appear in an endless stream. This seems a bit strange.
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was taking good care of Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo only attacked Zhang Wuji after being urged by Master Jue, and his heart was filled with jealousy. Now seeing that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, he naturally couldn't help but jump out and want to kill this future person. Love rival.
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
He was so happy that he shook his head.
When the players from the six major sects saw that someone actually intervened in front of Zhang Wuji, they were all extremely jealous. Especially after learning the identity of Phantom, they knew that there might be another strong woman in the martial arts world in the future!
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
Among the crowd, the most angry person was Meng Yun.
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
In the Phoenix List, the person who poses the greatest threat to her is no longer Mo Feng, but the newly-emerged 'Phantom'. If 'Phantom' gets Zhang Wuji's favor and successfully blocks this disaster for Zhang Wuji, I'm afraid... even if he can't learn the Great Qiankun If you move, Mingjiao will also receive generous rewards, helping Phantom to significantly increase its strength.
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
"The five immortals of Jianchi have always advanced and retreated together. Today I want to meet you, Zeng Aniu!" After saying that, they all took out their weapons.
"Wait!"
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
In the Phoenix List, the person who poses the greatest threat to her is no longer Mo Feng, but the newly-emerged 'Phantom'. If 'Phantom' gets Zhang Wuji's favor and successfully blocks this disaster for Zhang Wuji, I'm afraid... even if he can't learn the Great Qiankun If you move, Mingjiao will also receive generous rewards, helping Phantom to significantly increase its strength.
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
"You are not a disciple of the Ming Cult. What does the Ming Cult have to do with you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you." With golden horns and silver gauze, he walked out of the six sects with light steps, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
Zhang Wuji, who had not been defeated by the heads of the six sects or even the abbot, was stabbed in the right chest by Zhou Zhiruo, a weak woman with average martial arts skills.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
All the players present know that even if they are seriously injured, there is still an unreachable natural chasm between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji...
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
Phantom, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stopped in front of Song Qingshu.
The latter took his time and clamped one end of Song Qingshu's long sword with two fingers. With a strong force, the long sword broke with a mournful cry. Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji's flying sword.
"It turns out to be 'Meng Yun', the master of the Yipin Hall, whom I have admired for a long time."
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
"You are not a disciple of the Ming Cult. What does the Ming Cult have to do with you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you." With golden horns and silver gauze, he walked out of the six sects with light steps, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
It is Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect.
It is Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect.
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
"What are you waiting for! Quick! Kill him!!"
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
It happened that at this time, Zhang Wuji learned from Song Qingshu that the other party was angry with him because of Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji was furious and said flatly:
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
"The Wudang Sect has tried its best. It seems that the Ming Cult has not yet exhausted its strength. Disciple Song called Naihe and brought his disciples and junior brothers back to the sect today to concentrate on practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship and make a comeback someday..."
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
Zhang Wuji, who had not been defeated by the heads of the six sects or even the abbot, was stabbed in the right chest by Zhou Zhiruo, a weak woman with average martial arts skills.
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
Phantom, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stopped in front of Song Qingshu.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
"Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, we martial arts people from all walks of life have not agreed!" The voice was cold and sharp, and when it fell on the field, everyone frowned.
but.
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
All the players present know that even if they are seriously injured, there is still an unreachable natural chasm between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji...
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was taking good care of Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhiruo only attacked Zhang Wuji after being urged by Master Jue, and his heart was filled with jealousy. Now seeing that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, he naturally couldn't help but jump out and want to kill this future person. Love rival.
"Zhou Yu? Zhou Yu, the strong one on the Dragon List?"
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
All the players present know that even if they are seriously injured, there is still an unreachable natural chasm between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji...
"You are not a disciple of the Ming Cult. What does the Ming Cult have to do with you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you." With golden horns and silver gauze, he walked out of the six sects with light steps, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
"Wait!"
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
When Song Qingshu became angry, he finally used Wudang Sect's secret killing move amidst Song Yuanqiao's exclamations!
"No need!"
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
Master Miejie sneered:
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
With a flash of the sword, people were shot like lightning, and they were immediately in front of Zhang Wuji...
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
"Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, we martial arts people from all walks of life have not agreed!" The voice was cold and sharp, and when it fell on the field, everyone frowned.
The latter took his time and clamped one end of Song Qingshu's long sword with two fingers. With a strong force, the long sword broke with a mournful cry. Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji's flying sword.
The latter took his time and clamped one end of Song Qingshu's long sword with two fingers. With a strong force, the long sword broke with a mournful cry. Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji's flying sword.
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
"I come!"
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
"Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, we martial arts people from all walks of life have not agreed!" The voice was cold and sharp, and when it fell on the field, everyone frowned.
"No need!"
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
Shameless, so shameless!
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
Whoosh! Whizzing!
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
It is Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect.
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
Zhou Yu suppressed a smile:
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
It happened that at this time, Zhang Wuji learned from Song Qingshu that the other party was angry with him because of Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji was furious and said flatly:
The six sects were all moved.
but.
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
"Wait!"
Whoosh! Whizzing!
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
"The Wudang Sect has tried its best. It seems that the Ming Cult has not yet exhausted its strength. Disciple Song called Naihe and brought his disciples and junior brothers back to the sect today to concentrate on practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship and make a comeback someday..."
He was so happy that he shook his head.
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
“…”
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
With a flash of the sword, people were shot like lightning, and they were immediately in front of Zhang Wuji...
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
He was so happy that he shook his head.
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
"No need!"
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
"Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, we martial arts people from all walks of life have not agreed!" The voice was cold and sharp, and when it fell on the field, everyone frowned.
It is Song Qingshu of Wudang Sect.
In the crowd, someone suddenly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's words:
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
"Wait!"
More and more heroes from all walks of life are entering the valley, but they can no longer understand the situation here. After the two players-looking people intervened, they no longer know what is happening and can only watch quietly and observe the development of the situation.
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
"Although the six major sects are the leaders this time, we martial arts people from all walks of life have not agreed!" The voice was cold and sharp, and when it fell on the field, everyone frowned.
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
Whoosh! Whizzing!
"I come!"
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
He has a face that deserves a beating, is wearing a brocade robe, and wears a hero scarf, but in front of the masters of the six major sects in the world and the masters of Mingjiao, he is holding a paper fan and shaking it back and forth to show off.
He has a face that deserves a beating, is wearing a brocade robe, and wears a hero scarf, but in front of the masters of the six major sects in the world and the masters of Mingjiao, he is holding a paper fan and shaking it back and forth to show off.
Ding!
When Song Qingshu became angry, he finally used Wudang Sect's secret killing move amidst Song Yuanqiao's exclamations!
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man rushed out from the Wudang Clan's camp, staring blankly at Zhang Wuji with hatred in his eyes:
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
With a flash of the sword, people were shot like lightning, and they were immediately in front of Zhang Wuji...
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
Ding!
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
Master Miejie sneered:
With a flash of the sword, people were shot like lightning, and they were immediately in front of Zhang Wuji...
"The five immortals of Jianchi have always advanced and retreated together. Today I want to meet you, Zeng Aniu!" After saying that, they all took out their weapons.
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
Among the crowd, the most angry person was Meng Yun.
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
He was so happy that he shook his head.
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
"No need!"
"It turns out to be 'Meng Yun', the master of the Yipin Hall, whom I have admired for a long time."
Song Qingshu hurriedly tapped the ground, slashed through the air with his long sword, and launched a killing move, deliberately trying to kill Zhang Wuji.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
Shameless, so shameless!
At Ding Minjun's reminder, Master Miejie's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
He has a face that deserves a beating, is wearing a brocade robe, and wears a hero scarf, but in front of the masters of the six major sects in the world and the masters of Mingjiao, he is holding a paper fan and shaking it back and forth to show off.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
The six sects and Mingjiao were all moved.
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
In an instant, cold arrows, flying knives, and various hidden weapons came towards Zhang Wuji from different directions.
The plot missions, which are all good, seem to have turned into a battle between players as players appear in an endless stream. This seems a bit strange.
but.
He was so happy that he shook his head.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
"Zhiruo! Kill him with one sword!!"
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
Master Miejie sneered:
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
but.
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
Phantom, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stopped in front of Song Qingshu.
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
Whoosh! Whizzing!
There were five people standing together with the paper fan player, facing Zhang Wuji, sneering again and again:
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
In an instant, cold arrows, flying knives, and various hidden weapons came towards Zhang Wuji from different directions.
Whoosh! Whizzing!
"As expected." Seeing his disciple walking back in despair, he softly said "good disciple" and then looked at the Wudang sect: "Master Song, now, the five major sects have been defeated by this little brother Zeng Aniu. Only you, Wudang, have never sent anyone, and now the survival of the Demonic Cult depends entirely on the decision of Wudang!"
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
"Wait!"
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
"What are you waiting for! Quick! Kill him!!"
Among the crowd, the most angry person was Meng Yun.
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
Song Yuanqiao frowned, looking at Zhang Wuji who was seriously injured by the sword, feeling unbearable.
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
He was so happy that he shook his head.
Phantom, a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, stopped in front of Song Qingshu.
"Five Immortals of Sword Pool, all I saw were five shameless villains." The man in white nylon made a move with one hand, and a spear fell into his hand lightly and deftly, looking at the five people opposite him majestically.
Many players in the crowd gritted their teeth, but they had to admit that these five guys were indeed likely to threaten Zhang Wuji.
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
Looking at the person's attire, Phantom couldn't figure out the other person's purpose, and he sighed in his heart.
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
"The Wu-Tang Clan is going to send someone to death!"
"Don't worry, young lady, Song Qingshu can't stop me... Let's do it!"
Zhang Wuji was merciful to her, but it made her extremely uneasy. She was worried that her master would misunderstand that there was an affair between the two, and that the martial arts people would regard her as a traitor from Emei.
"Zhou Yu? Zhou Yu, the strong one on the Dragon List?"
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
When the Five Immortals of Jianchi received the feedback from the system, their expressions suddenly turned very ugly: "Why aren't you wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Ming Cult?"
Among the crowd, the most angry person was Meng Yun.
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
Ding!
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
All the players present know that even if they are seriously injured, there is still an unreachable natural chasm between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji...
but.
Zhou Yu suppressed a smile:
"Wait!"
Several figures suddenly appeared among the disciples of the Ming Cult. They used extremely fast techniques to block these hidden weapons and cold arrows one by one in the air, and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji.
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
In the Phoenix List, the person who poses the greatest threat to her is no longer Mo Feng, but the newly-emerged 'Phantom'. If 'Phantom' gets Zhang Wuji's favor and successfully blocks this disaster for Zhang Wuji, I'm afraid... even if he can't learn the Great Qiankun If you move, Mingjiao will also receive generous rewards, helping Phantom to significantly increase its strength.
When I first saw this person, I felt a strong urge to slap him in the face.
Zhang Wuji was hit by a sword in his right chest.
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
The latter took his time and clamped one end of Song Qingshu's long sword with two fingers. With a strong force, the long sword broke with a mournful cry. Song Qingshu was also injured by Zhang Wuji's flying sword.
Zhang Wuji, who had reached the seventh level of the Great Shift of the Universe, sat cross-legged and fought with one hand, transforming form into intangibility. Song Qingshu's sword moves were completely unable to pass through.
"The Wudang Sect has tried its best. It seems that the Ming Cult has not yet exhausted its strength. Disciple Song called Naihe and brought his disciples and junior brothers back to the sect today to concentrate on practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship and make a comeback someday..."
Zhou Zhiruo stopped holding the Yitian Sword, her face was pale, and she looked hesitantly at the young and simple Zhang Wuji, and then at the sharp-tongued master, feeling very hesitant in her heart.
"You dare to come out even if you are a defeated general?!"
In the crowd, many players frowned.
When Song Qingshu became angry, he finally used Wudang Sect's secret killing move amidst Song Yuanqiao's exclamations!
Zhang Wuji was stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo. He was inexplicably sad and angry, but he did not retreat and shouted at the Wudang Clan:
He has a face that deserves a beating, is wearing a brocade robe, and wears a hero scarf, but in front of the masters of the six major sects in the world and the masters of Mingjiao, he is holding a paper fan and shaking it back and forth to show off.
When Song Qingshu became angry, he finally used Wudang Sect's secret killing move amidst Song Yuanqiao's exclamations!
Among the crowd, the most angry person was Meng Yun.
The plot missions, which are all good, seem to have turned into a battle between players as players appear in an endless stream. This seems a bit strange.
One after another, several people came out of the crowd...
When the players from the six major sects saw that someone actually intervened in front of Zhang Wuji, they were all extremely jealous. Especially after learning the identity of Phantom, they knew that there might be another strong woman in the martial arts world in the future!
"Wudang, there are still people who want to fight."
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
Ding!
"Because I am from the Ming Cult, and now I am one of the incense masters of the Fengyang Branch of the Ming Cult..."
He has a face that deserves a beating, is wearing a brocade robe, and wears a hero scarf, but in front of the masters of the six major sects in the world and the masters of Mingjiao, he is holding a paper fan and shaking it back and forth to show off.
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.
After all, Zhang Wuji's strength was severely damaged after being stabbed and seriously injured, and the wound cracked after he moved his hand once, and he could no longer sustain it for long. Using a hidden weapon, there is indeed a chance to kill Zhang Wuji.
At this moment, all players present heard the system prompts...
Zhou Zhiruo stabbed out with a sword...
It's really embarrassing to be in the same camp as this kind of person.
Zhang Wuji, like an undefeated God of War, did not change his color and persisted with gritted teeth even though blood was gushing from his chest.
"It turns out to be 'Meng Yun', the master of the Yipin Hall, whom I have admired for a long time."
After thinking about it again and again, Meng Yun also snatched out from the crowd:
When the players from the six major sects saw that someone actually intervened in front of Zhang Wuji, they were all extremely jealous. Especially after learning the identity of Phantom, they knew that there might be another strong woman in the martial arts world in the future!
Bows and arrows, throwing knives, hidden weapons, and even hidden weapons with traps.