Wuxia Chat Group: I'm a cultivator!

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Others in the chat group also handed their gifts to Zhang Sanfeng, but their eyes couldn't help but linger on the spirit sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand.

Although they had come into contact with magical artifacts before, and some even possessed magical artifacts such as storage bags.

However, the storage bag is only an auxiliary magical artifact.

The spirit sword Floating Cloud Sword that Ye Hao gave to Zhang Sanfeng was different; it was an offensive magic weapon.

Once refined, it not only possesses astonishing attack power, but also allows one to fly using magical artifacts.

Should I have another child?

Yue Buqun was itching to make a move.

Li Xunhuan received a 1000 spirit stone red envelope from the immortal after getting married.

Zhang Sanfeng received a magical artifact as a birthday gift from a great immortal.

He is already married and not old enough to celebrate his birthday, so he has to find another way to receive a gift from the deity.

Others were also restless and wanted to hold similar events.

"Looks like you'll have to put on a show before your birthday celebration!"

Ye Hao glanced at the direction below Wudang Mountain, a playful look on his face.

"Yuanqiao, you are here to receive the immortals and the others. Do not neglect them."

Zhang Sanfeng's smile froze instantly, his expression turned serious, and he gave instructions to Song Yuanqiao.

"Reporting to Grandmaster, the five major sects of Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Huashan, and Kunlun, as well as dozens of other sects such as Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect, and Giant Whale Gang, have all come to Wudang Mountain under the pretext of celebrating a birthday."

Before long, the Wudang disciples on guard duty at the foot of the mountain looked at the disciples of various sects covering the mountainside with a slightly panicked expression, and quickly ran to Zhang Sanfeng to report.

"Let's go out and take a look!"

Zhang Sanfeng, along with his six other disciples, quickly walked out of the main hall, and Ye Hao also followed with great interest.

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What follows should be very exciting.

The other members of the chat group followed suit.

"This old Taoist priest is simply celebrating a peaceful birthday. The Wudang Sect will repay the kindness of our fellow martial artists in the future. Please return now."

Zhang Sanfeng surveyed the disciples from various sects, who were radiating murderous intent, and said expressionlessly.

“Master Zhang wants peace and quiet, and this junior would certainly not dare to disturb him. As long as you hand over Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu and tell us the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun, we will leave immediately.”

The Emei Sect leader, Abbess Miejue, held the Heaven-Slaying Sword and dared not look directly at Zhang Sanfeng, but her tone was cold and unquestionable.

"Does everyone else think the same way?"

Zhang Sanfeng's voice became somewhat ethereal and uncertain.

"In order to avenge the deaths of the five major sects, we must find Xie Xun."

"Zhang Sanfeng, do you intend to use your unparalleled martial arts skills to protect your disciple?"

"Zhang Sanfeng, even if we all attack at once, I doubt you could kill all the people from the five major sects, could you?"

"Once your true energy is exhausted, you will also face your doom."

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Zhang Sanfeng's words did not deter the various sects; instead, the Shaolin Temple, Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Huashan Sect all took a step forward.

"Zhang Sanfeng, are these the helpers you hired?"

Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple had white eyebrows that drooped down to his eyes, making him look like a long-browed Arhat. He pointed his staff at Ye Hao and his group, a hint of joy in the depths of his eyes.

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The tougher Zhang Sanfeng is, the better.

Therefore, the Wudang Sect was destined to engage in a fierce battle with the Five Great Sects and many other sects.

After the great battle ends, it's likely that few members of the Wudang sect will survive.

Under these circumstances, the Wudang sect could no longer threaten the status of the Shaolin Temple.

"If we don't experience a few moves from Master Zhang, it seems he won't reveal the whereabouts of Xie Xun, the Golden-haired Lion King."

As soon as Abbot Kongwen finished speaking, two figures stepped out from the Shaolin Temple's ranks.

The man was tall and imposing, and his appearance was majestic. He was none other than Master Kongxing, one of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple.

The other man had a bitter expression and downturned lips; he was none other than Master Kongzhi, one of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple.

"Swish!", "Swish!", "Swish!"

Seeing that Shaolin Temple had taken action, the Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Huashan sects also drew their weapons. Other sects followed suit and quickly approached Zhang Sanfeng and his group.

"Ding dong! Group task triggered: ensure the smooth running of the 100th birthday banquet of a group member. Task reward: 30,000 points."

"This task can be completed by inviting five group members. The task reward will be distributed according to each person's contribution."

The group chat notification sounded in the ears of the chat participants.

"Ding-dong! Group member 'Wudang Centenarian Taoist' has accepted this mission."

Everyone rushed to the task board to grab the task, but when they heard the system notification, they were all stunned.

Can you guarantee that your own birthday banquet will go smoothly?

The leader of the World Society said, "Master Zhang, it's your birthday today, so it's not a good time to make a move. Let me help you deal with these minor characters."

The First Emperor of Qin said, "Master Zhang, people celebrating their birthdays cannot see blood, otherwise it will be unlucky. Let me help you deal with these sects."

Little Li Flying Dagger: "Master Zhang, you are the birthday celebrant. On this joyous occasion, let me, a junior, help you resolve your troubles."

The chat group started to chime in.

This is a group task that costs 3 points!

A centenarian Taoist priest from Wudang said, "I will handle this task myself, otherwise I will not be able to think clearly."

Zhang Sanfeng's aura became violent, and his eyes became sharp.

In the original future, he and his wife committed suicide because he was too low-key.

This time, he absolutely will not allow himself to keep a low profile!

A 100-year-old Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain said, "Everyone, stay away, or you'll get splattered with blood."

"Yuanqiao, you protect Daxian and the others, and don't let anyone else get close."

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he strode forward with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, like a fierce beast descending the mountain.

"laugh!"

He swept his right hand across the air, drawing a white line in mid-air on the stone slabs three feet in front of the various sects.

"Those who cross this line will be neither alive nor dead!"

Chapter Sixty: The Five Major Sects Annihilated, Shocking the Crowd

"Those who cross this line will be neither alive nor dead? Zhang Sanfeng, you are too arrogant!"

"Zhang Sanfeng, do you think you can challenge all the sects of our martial arts world all by yourself? Do you really think you're someone important? You're just an old man who's about to die."

"So what if I crossed the line?"

"I think the Wudang Sect wants to monopolize the Dragon-Slaying Saber and dominate the martial arts world."

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Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, Abbess Miejue of Emei Sect, Xianyu Tong of Huashan Sect, and others all stared in astonishment as Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, intending to fight them.

They initially thought Ye Hao and his group were also helpers invited by Zhang Sanfeng, but they found that the Seven Heroes of Wudang were actually protecting Ye Hao and his group.

The other disciples of the Wudang Sect also retreated into the Zhenwu Hall, leaving Zhang Sanfeng alone to face them.

"Zhang Sanfeng, since you are so stubborn, you can't blame us."

Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple and his two junior brothers, Kongxing and Kongzhi, exchanged a glance, and the three of them cooperated perfectly, quickly rushing towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Very good!

Zhang Sanfeng deliberately sent himself to his death; they have no reason to blame him.

"Whoosh!"

Abbot Kongwen's staff brought forth a violent gust of wind, pointing directly at Zhang Sanfeng's face.

"laugh!"

Kongxing rose into the air, his fierce dragon claws reaching for Zhang Sanfeng's arms.

"Zi!"

Kongzhi brought his middle and index fingers together and pressed the force of his Vajra Finger towards Zhang Sanfeng's legs.

If Zhang Sanfeng cannot dodge the attacks of the three people at the same time, he will be severely injured even if he does not die.