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Song Yuanqiao was well prepared. As the voice fell, the long sword broke through the air. Kong Xing only felt a chilling murderous intent falling, and was terrified.

When did Song Yuanqiao become so powerful?

"Disciple, please step back. Today is my birthday. How can we see blood?"

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's gentle voice sounded, and Song Yuanqiao only felt a gentle force surging, and his body involuntarily retreated back to the disciples.

As for Kong Xing, he was directly flung away by a strong force and fell outside the hall, his life or death was unknown.

Zhang Sanfeng walked forward a few steps slowly. The expressions of the martial artists changed drastically, and they took a few steps back in tacit understanding.

It's so scary.

It is said that the martial arts legend Zhang Sanfeng is an unparalleled master.

However, they did not expect Zhang Sanfeng to be so powerful. They didn't even see him make a move before Kong Xing was knocked away.

Is this really martial arts training?

Seeing his rejuvenated figure again, everyone was frightened.

Some people from small sects had lost all color on their faces and were trembling in fear, not daring to look at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang!" Kong Wen calmed down and stood up. "We are here to sincerely celebrate your birthday today. Why is Master Zhang so angry?"

"Yes, there are thousands of us. Even if you are an unrivaled master, can you kill us all?"

With someone taking the lead, the others immediately gained some confidence and said the most cowardly words in an arrogant tone.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly: "Getting angry? Are you worthy of that?!"

The aura in his body condensed, and suddenly, everyone felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and their muscles and bones crackled.

It is like a small boat in the huge waves of the sea, which will capsize under the waves at the next moment.

"How scary!"

"I don't want the Dragon Slaying Sword anymore!"

Many rookies in the underworld simply fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Humph!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, "You have intruded into Wudang, and you may be spared the death penalty, but you cannot be forgiven for your crimes while alive."

He stretched out his hands, and suddenly, a pair of huge yin and yang handprints appeared in the void and captured more than a thousand people.

Everyone seemed to be trapped in another world.

This kind of method is too advanced for people in the low-level martial arts world.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Even on the Shaolin side, there was no trace of arrogance in their eyes anymore.

What they are doing is not practicing martial arts, but cultivating immortality.

What qualifications does Shaolin have to act so presumptuously in the face of the immortal cultivator Zhang Sanfeng?

boom!

The next moment, Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and everyone felt the sky and the earth spinning, and then they were thrown away.

"Ouch!"

"it hurts!"

“My hand is broken!”

"My legs, oh my legs!"

For a moment, people were on their backs.

Kong Wen calmed himself down, suppressed his injuries, looked around, and saw a huge rock standing not far away, which was the Wudang Jiejian Rock.

"This……"

Wudang Jiejian Rock is more than a thousand meters away from the Zhenwu Hall on the top of the mountain. It is really terrifying that they were thrown here in an instant.

Just as he was thinking about it, masters such as Miejue also came over and also stared at Jie Jianyan in a daze.

a long time.

Kong Wen sighed leisurely, "Zhang Sanfeng has become a real dragon in the world, and we cannot disturb him. As for Xie Xun's affairs, Shaolin can do nothing about it."

Miejue snorted coldly and remained silent.

Since Shaolin has no solution, the other sects naturally have no solution either.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard the sound of neat horse hooves, like thunder.

Kong Wen's face changed: "It's the Tartar cavalry, hurry up!"

"Go, where to go?" Miejue's expression changed several times.

Even if they were not injured, facing the large-scale cavalry, they could only escape into the woods and mountains and could not confront them head-on.

Now that I'm injured, the situation is even more dangerous and I can't even run away properly.

Kong Wen's expression hardened: "Run to the mountain. Facing the Tartars, Master Zhang may not care about us running back. Let's go!"

As he said this, he took the lead and ran in front.

When other martial artists saw this, they also ran away immediately.

Only those with broken legs were unable to escape and cursed loudly. Some people tried to crawl on their hands or walk upside down.

For a moment, the scene was extremely tragic.

Zhenwu Hall.

Zhang Sanfeng was just about to announce the start of the meal when suddenly his expression changed.

"It seems that we won't be able to have a quiet feast today!"

Xiong Ba laughed heartily: "They are just some cavalrymen. They can be destroyed with a single blow. Just wait for me to make a move."

"Why bother?" Zhang Taixuan said with a smile, "Today's main event is Master Zhang's birthday banquet. Fighting and killing is not auspicious. Let me send them to the far west."

He stood up and went straight to the outside of the Zhenwu Hall.

Zhang Sanfeng and others were curious and followed out.

Looking down the mountain, you can see tens of thousands of troops standing in a huge black mass.

Once the number of people exceeds ten thousand, it becomes a sea of ​​people.

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen stood in a row, and suddenly, a murderous atmosphere spread over.

"What an elite force!" Zhang Taixuan exclaimed, "Master Zhang, it seems that the Yuan Dynasty thinks highly of you."

As he spoke calmly, he suddenly grabbed through the air and the cavalry on the ground disappeared instantly.

Some smart people were always paying attention to Zhang Taixuan's actions. Seeing this, they hurriedly looked at him and saw a dense mass of black spots falling into his sleeves.

The next moment, he waved his sleeves, and these black spots disappeared directly into the void.

"Is this a hidden secret?" Lin Fengjiao was shocked.

Some Wudang disciples were so excited that they were speechless and looked at Zhang Taixuan as if they had seen a god.

The world is hidden in the sleeves. As long as you are familiar with the legends, who doesn’t know this magical power?

"Yes." Zhang Taixuan nodded, "It is indeed a magical power, and it is all thanks to the world in the pot sold by Uncle Jiu."

He stretched out his hand and wiped the void, and the westernmost land tens of thousands of miles away appeared in the void like a live broadcast. This was the space folding technique.

At this time, tens of thousands of Yuan cavalrymen fell to the ground.

The commander stood in the vast snow, doubting his life.

After feeling the pain, the other soldiers also crawled up from the snow, grabbed a handful of snow, and watched it fall down, their faces full of shock.

"General, where are we now?"

"How would I know!" The general's face turned cold, but he felt extremely miserable in his heart, "Didn't we say we were dealing with people from the martial arts world? How did we encounter such a bizarre thing?"

Wudang Mountain.

Kong Wen and the others ran up the mountain. Before they could say anything, they saw the Taoist wave his hand and tens of thousands of cavalry disappeared without a trace. They began to doubt life again.

“Is this a deity?”

“Are there really immortals in Wudang Mountain?”

Looking at Zhang Taixuan and his group, everyone widened their eyes, trying to identify where the immortals came from.

"Today is Master Zhang's birthday party. Since I have made a move, I should be a good person to the end." Zhang Taixuan's thoughts turned slightly, and he suddenly said, "Just consider it a gift to Master Zhang."

Suddenly, a mountain thousands of miles away was grabbed directly from the air, then it was refined by the flying Qiankun Ding and integrated into the Wudang Mountain.

Suddenly, Wudang Mountain rose a lot.

Seeing the huge azure-gold cauldron that seemed to be able to hold the heaven and earth, the people of Shaolin, Emei and others felt as if they were in a dream.

"Thank you for the gift, Taoist Taixuan. I am ashamed to accept it."

Zhang Sanfeng felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becoming increasingly richer, and he expressed his gratitude quickly.

Integration into the mountains naturally did not only increase the height of Wudang Mountain. Zhang Taixuan also inserted spirit gathering, defense, and self-examination formations into it.

It can be said that Wudang Mountain will become a copy of Taixuan Mountain in the future.

After a while, when the Wudang Mountain increased to more than 9,000 meters, Zhang Taixuan put away the Qiankun Ding and stopped.

For every 0.6 meters the mountain rises, the temperature drops by degrees.

At this time, Wudang Mountain is more than 9,000 meters high, and the temperature should be very touching, not suitable for ordinary people to live.

But with the formation in place, these are not a problem.

Today, the top of Wudang Mountain is still as warm as spring, and the environment is pleasant.

Birds know the benefits of Wudang, and they flock to the mountains and forests, singing happily, creating a picture of harmony between man and nature.

"The immortal's methods are indeed powerful." Zhang Sanfeng came back to his senses and exclaimed in admiration.

The younger generation of Wudang Mountain were so happy that they didn't know what to do. Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu and the Taoist children rushed into the woods and started having fun.

"Thank you very much." Zhang Taixuan smiled calmly, and then waved his hand to refine a token with black iron and threw it over. "There is the array pattern of Wudang Mountain in this token. You can comprehend it when you have time. In the future, you can control the array yourself. As for now, the array of Wudang Mountain has not been activated."

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me. Should we start the meal?" Zhang Taixuan said with a smile.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Of course, please come in."

He glanced at Shaolin and the others who were still standing there in a daze, turned around and left without giving any instructions.

moment.

Now only people from big sects like Shaolin and Emei are left.

"Abbot Kongwen, what do you think we should do?"

"You ask me, how do I know?"

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the Zhenwu Palace not far away, his eyes were burning.

The gods are right before our eyes. If we don’t worship them, it would be a waste of opportunity.

As for the fact that he is a Buddhist, there is no problem with that at all.

Buddha is the Tao!

If the gods favor him, he would immediately return to secular life and convert to Taoism.

"Should we wait here until the banquet is over, and if the immortal comes out, we can go up and pay our respects to him?"

Extinction suggested quietly.

Kong Wen's eyes lit up: "Master, what you said is very true."

After that, he found an open space, sat cross-legged to heal his wounds, and waited.

Zhenwu Hall.

The banquet began and it was very lively.