Chapter 143 Junior Su Changqing Visits Wudang Master Zhang

"I have long heard that Murong Fu has extraordinary strength. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary." Duan Zhengchun said in admiration on the carriage.

The battlefield between Murong Fu and the three martial arts masters was huge. The grass and trees were swept away, and the air waves rolled.

"Murong Fu, the three of us are not targeting you intentionally, why don't you let the three of us go?" Jian Jingfeng said in shock, holding a dragon sword.

The three of them were simply stunned. They chased after him all the way and wanted to kill Duan Zhengchun, but they met Murong Fu who joined the Dali envoys.

The three of them were on the road in a hurry and did not rest for two hours, consuming a lot of energy. Murong Fu was at his peak, waiting for work.

"Prince Duan, please go up the mountain quickly and ask the real person to save Princess Yuchan. I will kill these three people!" Murong Fu laughed.

"Mr. Murong saved me Duan Zhengchun, how could I, Duan Zhengchun, fail you?"

Duan Zhengchun dismounted and came, his eyes slightly focused, he raised his true energy, pointed out Yang Yang, and went straight towards Jian Jingfeng.

Murong Fu frowned slightly. Only by fighting these three men could he become famous in the world.

When Duan Zhengchun took action, it had no such effect.

At this moment, he even wanted to turn around and strike Duan Zhengchun with a sword.

On the top of Wudang Mountain, a sword came from the west, and several figures came to kill one after another.

"At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xiaoxiao ran straight, how dare he be so cruel?"

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu all came to kill them. The clouds on the Wudang ladder rushed straight down the mountain stream.

The six people were really amazed. Their white clothes were fluttering in the wind, and their swords were like dragons, passing through the clouds.

Jian Jingfeng, Taoist Lang Taoist, and Li Zhongxue, the three men in Meng County were retreating in defeat, their eyes were horrified, and almost instantly, there was a danger of defeat.

"Mr. Murong, I, Emei Jiejie, are here to help you!"

"Kunlun He Tai rushes forward!"

Halfway up the mountain, figures came down the mountain one after another, heading straight to kill the three of them.

The three people's scalps were almost numb, and they quickly turned around and ran away. Jue's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. The green sword was unsheathed and it could not come out of the sky. Who could compete with them?

This sword was as fast as it was used up, killing everyone in the world. Jian Jingfeng's strength surpassed that of Miejie Shitai, but the sword was broken by one of his swords, and his body was split into two.

"What a fast sword..." Blood sprayed out, dyeing the road red, and the sword fell to the ground in shock, making no sound anymore.

The remaining Daoist Lang Tao, Li Xue Zhong, no longer had the will to fight, turned around and ran away in panic.

"As expected of the leader of the Emei Sect." Murong Fu was angry and angry in his heart, but he could only say with cupped hands.

"Mr. Murong, you don't have to be like this. A poor nun can only act with righteousness." Miejie returned the greeting and said calmly.

"Who is this person?"

He Taichong came to the man in black, frowned slightly, lifted his veil, stared at the other person's face, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly said: "Jian Jingfeng?"

"Jian Jingfeng?"

"The other two people should be Daoist Langtao and Li Xuezhong. These three people all came from the foot of Changbai Mountain. Later, they defected to Prince Zhong's Mansion and became retainers. I have always heard about it, but I didn't expect that they would appear here to intercept and kill Dali. One lineage.”

"King Zhennan, when have you ever provoked him?" He Taichong stared at Duan Zhengchun in the distance, cupped his hands and said.

"This..." Duan Zhengchun's expression changed and he turned to look inside the carriage, feeling sad in his heart.

His daughter, Lin Yuchan, has never said that she has suffered since she left for half a month, but everything is sad.

From the moment he stepped out of Jinzhou, Lin Xiangyang wanted his wife and relatives to join the powerful, and the king used him as a pawn.

"Duan Zhengchun will host a banquet for you all the other day to thank you for today's kindness!" Duan Zhengchun cupped his hands and said quickly: "But today, my little girl has a serious illness and needs to see Master Zhang for help!"

"Brother Song, please lead the way."

"King Zhennan doesn't have to be like this. Please come with me quickly." Song Yuanqiao cupped his fists and returned the greeting.

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In the main hall, various sects gathered together, all frowning, while Zhang Sanfeng was treating Lin Yuchan.

"Is this great merchant really interested in taking action against our various martial arts factions?" He Taichong frowned.

"Nine times out of ten, otherwise why would Zhongwang's disciples come here?" Miejie sneered.

"If this is the case, we need to prepare early."

"Everyone, please be polite." Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly stood up and said with cupped hands.

"This big businessman is arrogant and domineering, and his Jinyiwei and eunuchs even bully my martial arts compatriots. A few days ago, they even destroyed the Kongtong sect."

"If we don't form a rope, we will be broken one by one in the future, and there will be no chance of survival."

"When I came to Wudang Mountain, the generals in the mansion had seen Danjiang County soldiers moving in unison."

"Mr. Murong, are you serious about this?" He Taichong asked in shock.

"If there is any lie, five thunderbolts will strike!" Murong Fu looked at the other party calmly and said.

"The big business is so powerful that it is difficult for us to match it. This matter still needs more discussion." He Taichong sat on the chair and frowned slightly.

He looked down upon the so-called Dong Changqing, Nan Murong, and Bei Qiao Feng the most. They were just a few young people, but their reputations were much greater than his. They also needed to be ranked behind him in terms of seniority.

After a while, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and walked out slowly, and Duan Zhengchun hurriedly greeted him.

"Ma'am, how is the little girl doing?"

"Did she ever suffer a big disaster when she was a child?"

Duan Zhengchun was startled and said: "It is indeed true. Yuchan was born in just eight months, and her mother died young. She had insufficient congenital Qi and suffered from cold illness. She was unable to practice martial arts in this life. In addition, she was not able to practice martial arts in her family. Work hard..."

"The continuous autumn rain the day before yesterday, coupled with the depression in her heart, made her condition even more serious. Even if you hang her life with one finger, it will be difficult for her to survive." Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.

If it had been before, Duan Zhengchun might have been able to save Lin Yuchan if he had used all his strength.

Now, even if Nan Seng Yideng, one of the Five Ultimates, comes, it will be useless and will only allow Lin Yuchan to live for one more year at most.

"Zhengchun please ask the real person to save his life!"

Duan Zhengchun's eyes were horrified, and he suddenly knelt down on his knees and saluted respectfully.

Everyone in the distance was shocked. The dignified King of Dali Zhennan knelt down for a daughter who had just recognized him.

"The King of Zhennan loves his daughter so much, why should he be like this? Unfortunately, I really can't save her, except for the most powerful "Nine Yang Magic" in the world."

Zhang Sanfeng helped Duan Zhengchun up and sighed softly.

His martial arts is powerful and he can be called a heavenly being, but he is not a true immortal. Otherwise, the disciple's legs would be disabled and he would not be helpless.

"Master, how long does my little girl have to live?" Duan Zhengchun took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked.

"I once saw a lamp in my early years. If he uses the inner strength of his whole body and one yang finger, he can live for one year. If not... then it will be one month."

Duan Zhengchun was startled when he heard this, with tears in his eyes. He staggered back a few steps and couldn't stand for a while.

The desolation in his eyes was hard to hide, and everyone was shocked when they saw it.

Duan Yu quickly stepped forward and supported his father, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Such a smart sister only has one month left.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, please make a decision quickly on the matter of Dashang. Otherwise, if the Danjiang County soldiers attack, we will be well prepared."

Seeing that no one spoke, Jue Jue suddenly stood up and interrupted.

She killed Jian Jingfeng, so she was inevitably afraid of being the first one to come to her door.

Zhang Sanfeng remained silent. He didn't care about these guys, but he still had to think about his disciples and grandchildren.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and stared outside the hall, feeling slightly startled.

"Junior Su Changqing, pay a visit to Wudang Master Zhang!"

A plain voice sounded in the distance, low and deep, resounding through the top of Wudang Mountain.

Miejie Shitai, He Taichong, Yue Buqun, and the four great Shaolin monks all stood up and looked out of the hall with shock in their hearts.

When Murong Fu heard this voice, his scalp almost went numb, and he was about to turn around and leave, but when he saw so many martial arts comrades around him, he suddenly stopped.

"If I leave, Nan Murong will have no reputation in front of Dong Changqing from now on."

Don't go!

His whole life's reputation is tied to this, and he would rather die here than run away.

"The people who come are enemies and not friends, but the troops will stop them and the water will cover them."

The seven heroes looked at each other and said softly.

Outside the door of the main hall, there was a man in white clothes, walking towards him.

His white clothes are as white as snow, and a dragon blood jade hangs on his belt, which is crystal clear.

The immortals from the sky came to the world, walking calmly and with unparalleled domineering power. Even though there were thousands or ten thousand people in front of them, all of them were the heroes of the world and the leaders of various factions, they were fearless.

It's hard to describe how extraordinary and handsome he is.

There are two swords on his waist, one is as red as blood, and the other is as ice and snow, which can bury flowers in frost and snow, making everyone feel terrified.

His name is Su Changqing.

"Are you Su Changqing?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"Unique throughout the ages, it truly deserves its reputation."

Master Miejie was dissatisfied with him, but he couldn't help but admire him in his heart. He was truly amazing, talented and full of energy.

The many female disciples behind him all looked sideways, with brilliance flowing in their eyes.

"It seems that there is a Tiangang Realm Buddha who specially cleanses the marrow and cuts the body of Changqing Hou. I, Shaolin, have a deep connection with it..."

Seeing, hearing and wisdom, the four great monks looked at each other, clasped their hands and said softly.

"Everyone, the young monk Dalunming King Jiumozhi has also come to pay a visit to Wudang Master Zhang."

Jiumozhi followed, clasping his hands together, smiling and saluting.

"Jiumozhi, you killed me, Shaolin Xuanbei, and yet you dare to come here?" Kong Jian immediately raised the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and said coldly.

Jiumozhi was suddenly shocked that Su Changqing had come to treat him with such great courtesy.

Why was he so cold-faced when he came?

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