Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

Since this Zhang Wuxia has become brothers with the evil villain Xie Xun, it means that he must know the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slaying Sword!

Thinking of this, countless greedy eyes were focused on Zhang Cuishan.

Today, there is no way this will end well!

Chapter 156 The man in white steps on the divine eagle, and the banished immortal descends to Wudang!

At this moment, Nun Miejue's eyebrows were like swords, her eyes were like knives, she stared at Zhang Cuishan coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhang Cuishan, do you know what you are talking about?"

"This beast Xie Xun has committed many evil deeds over the years. I don't know how much innocent blood is on his hands. As a disciple of the righteous path, it would be fine if you didn't enforce justice, but you actually became brothers with this evil guy!"

"Even now, you are still stubborn and refuse to repent! Is this what Master Zhang has taught you all these years?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan trembled all over and subconsciously looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

Looking at the master's calm eyes, he couldn't help but burst into tears and was speechless.

"me..."

Nun Miejue sneered and continued to be aggressive:

"For the sake of being a fellow righteous martial artist, as long as you tell us the whereabouts of that villain Xie Xun and swear to sever all ties with him, we will forgive you and you will have made amends!"

"Zhang Wuxia, I want to give you a piece of advice. Don't make a mistake. Don't end up hurting yourself and destroying the prestige that Wudang Sect has accumulated in the righteous world of Jianghu for so many years!"

These words are simply murderous and heartbreaking.

Zhang Cuishan's face was pale and he looked shaky, but his eyes were still full of determination. He shook his head and refused to betray his sworn brother until his death.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. Zhang Cuishan has always been loyal to his friends and will never forget..."

Hearing this, Ouyang Feng's eyes became darker, and a faint smile appeared on his hard face. He stared at Zhang Cuishan and said faintly:

"So, is Zhang Wuxia determined to protect that evil cult villain Xie Xun?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent.

Different from Nun Miejue.

As an unrivalled grandmaster who is highly skilled in the use of poison, Ouyang Feng would definitely be an extremely tough opponent once he stood against Wudang.

At this time, the dilapidated house was hit by continuous rain.

The situation that worried everyone in the Wudang Sect, and even Zhang Sanfeng, the most, occurred.

The Buddhists, who had not spoken for a long time, finally expressed their opinions.

Among the monks, three eminent monks walked out slowly.

The leader was wearing a cassock and had a calm expression, showing no emotion. He was none other than the abbot of the Shaolin Temple of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the divine monk Kongwen.

Behind him are the two great monks Kongzhi and Kongxing.

These three great monks, plus Master Kongjian who died at the hands of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun.

They are the four famous monks of insight, knowledge, and wisdom in the Yuan Dynasty.

Kong Wen's eyes were neither sad nor happy, as if they were deep pools. He put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and said:

"Anita Buddha, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, it is time to turn back. Zhang Wuxia has been in the devil's way for a long time. Now that he has come to this point, is he still unwilling to repent?"

It’s amazing to see that even the Shaolin Temple, the leading figure in the righteous world of martial arts, has spoken.

The martial artists present were no longer afraid.

After all, no matter how powerful Zhang Sanfeng is, he can't be the enemy of the entire righteous world.

"Zhang Wuxia, you still repent? I think you are possessed by a demon!"

"The century-old reputation of Wudang will be destroyed in your hands!!"

"Master Zhang has always been upright throughout his life, so how could he have taught such an evildoer who colluded with the devil and refused to repent?"

"I think the Wudang Sect is not a righteous sect. They are probably after the Dragon Slaying Sword. After all, who doesn't want to be the supreme master of the martial arts world?"

There were nearly 10,000 people from dozens of sects, both large and small, present. All kinds of noisy and sarcastic voices gathered together, like thunderclaps exploding in the hearts of the Wudang Sect members.

Zhang Cuishan felt even more heartbroken.

He raised his head with difficulty, glanced at his master who looked much more haggard and his anxious fellow apprentices, and couldn't help but laugh miserably. Finally, he made up his mind and shouted;

"Today's incident was caused by me alone."

"Everyone has his own share of responsibility. If you keep forcing me, I, Zhang Cuishan, will give you my life. Don't make things difficult for my Wudang Sect!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly drew the sword from his waist and was about to commit suicide.

It happened suddenly.

Let alone others, even Master Zhang Sanfeng did not expect that his fifth disciple would have such a strong character that he would not hesitate to draw his sword and commit suicide!

"Cuishan——"

"Fifth Senior Brother——"

The expressions of Ouyang Feng, Nun Miejue and others also changed.

It's not that they were afraid that Zhang Sanfeng would be unable to explain to Zhang Cuishan if the Five Heroes died, but because once Zhang Cuishan died, Xie Xun's whereabouts would be cut off, and it would be extremely difficult to find him in the future. 0........

For a moment, everyone present had different expressions.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly took action and wanted to fly to rescue him.

Unfortunately, he was a step too late and saw Zhang Cuishan about to die tragically by the sword.

And at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

Before everyone could react, they heard the sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand suddenly tremble, and then it turned into thousands of pieces and shattered.

Then, a joking voice that sounded like a smile suddenly rang out.

"Zhang Sanfeng, it seems that your ability to teach your disciples is really not that good. Every one of your disciples is useless."

This sneer was harsh and merciless.

But Zhang Sanfeng was not angry but happy, and said with emotion:

"Friend Su!?"

Zhang Sanfeng swept his mind around, but did not find any trace of Su Liu.

Just when he was in doubt, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind and he looked up at the sky.

After seeing the situation in mid-air, even Zhang Sanfeng, with his temperament and experience, could not help but be moved and exclaimed:

"Friend Su...you are..."

Upon hearing this, although everyone present did not understand what he meant, they subconsciously followed Zhang Sanfeng's gaze and looked up at the sky.

After seeing the scene in the sky clearly, countless people were instantly shocked and exclaimed in disbelief:

"This... is this an immortal descending to earth!?"

At 3.8, I saw a huge golden-winged eagle circling in the air. Its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, just like the golden-winged Roc in mythology and legends!

What is even more unbelievable is that on the broad back of the golden eagle, there is a thin and tall figure standing with his hands behind his back.

This man was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, his face looked like it was carved out of white jade, extremely handsome, and his three thousand white hairs fluttered in the wind, making him look more elegant and otherworldly, as if he was a banished celestial being from heaven.

I think the sneer just now came from this person.

In the corner, Qianqian's eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed in disbelief:

"Could this Taoist priest be a fairy from heaven?"

Even Zhu Yuyan, who was standing by, had a dull look in her eyes. Her beautiful face was filled with surprise as she murmured to herself:

"Even if he is a banished immortal from heaven, his demeanor would be no more than this!"

Chapter 157: Divine power is like a prison, and Ouyang Ke is killed with one word!

Su Liu stood on the back of the Divine Eagle, like a god, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people below, and smiled softly at Xiao Longnu and the other girls on the back of the eagle:

"The teacher goes one step ahead."

After saying this, he suddenly took a step forward and stepped into the void.

"What is he doing!?"

Below, when Qianqian saw the man in white flying down, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She almost cried out in surprise, but the cry stopped at the tip of her throat, and a deep sense of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Oh my god!!"

Although the Taoist flew down, he did not fall, but stopped in mid-air.

The next moment, the Taoist's three thousand white hairs suddenly spread out, and the countless strands bent into arcs, like a snow-white flying feather, gently supporting him.

Under the shocked gazes of countless people, Su Liu fell from the sky, his clothes and hair flowing, his white hair fluttering, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world.

As soon as he landed, Su Liu looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said with a smile:

"Lao Zhang, I saved your apprentice's life this time. How are you going to thank me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said:

"Hahaha, Su kid, I'm a poor guy. I can't give you anything good to thank you. Just look at what you like on Mount Wudang and take it away!"

Su Liu curled his lips and said lightly:

"Your place is so poor that even rats starve to death. What could I possibly like? Well, just remember that you owe me a favor."

Zhang Sanfeng patted his chest and laughed:

"Don't worry, my dear Su, I will always remember your kindness to my disciple and will repay you in the future!"

Hearing this, Su Liu couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking to himself:

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, remember your words, don't regret it later!"

At this moment, everyone present was standing there in a daze, all of them were shocked and stunned by the conversation between Zhang Sanfeng and Su Liu.

Who... who exactly is this young Taoist?!

Not to mention the cool appearance riding the Divine Condor and descending from the sky.

Just calling Zhang Sanfeng "Old Zhang" was enough to horrify everyone present.

With Zhang Sanfeng's prestige, martial arts, and status in the martial arts world, who in the world today dares to call him that! ?

Even Ning Daoqi, Wang Chongyang and others who are also Taoist heroes have to call themselves juniors in front of Zhang Sanfeng and respectfully call him Master Zhang.

Where did this young Taoist priest come from? Not only did he dare to call Zhang Sanfeng "Old Zhang", but he also gladly accepted it without a trace of dissatisfaction.

For a moment, countless eyes, whether confused, fearful, or shocked, were all focused on Su Liu.

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Su Liu's expression remained calm, but his eyes were like cold lightning as he swept over everyone. Wherever he passed, no one dared to look him in the face.

Even a master like Ouyang Feng lowered his head subconsciously.

Nun Miejue subconsciously took two steps back, feeling fearful.

"It was a good birthday party, but you guys ruined it like this. I wanted to ask for a glass of wine. It's really a sin."

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, and spoke with a smile.

This statement came out.

For some unknown reason, everyone present felt an inexplicable sense of panic in their hearts.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng felt that he had lost face in front of everyone by not daring to look him in the eye. He took a step forward, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly with murderous intent in his eyes:

"Boy, do you dare to tell me your name?"

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, and said leisurely:

"Where did you come from, you toad? Are you worthy enough to ask about my name?"