I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

"With Master Zheng, even if Lao Na spares his life, he still has to stop these demons!"

Jikong looked firm.

Turn to shouting at the fifty thousand people:

"Everyone."

"The treasure of the front is here."

"This white-haired person is certainly terrifying, but I am waiting for a lot of experts."

"Why don't you congratulate a power and kill this person."

"After that, I will share this treasure evenly!"

I use my power to overwhelm others and to lure them into profit.

Jiekong, as the Shaolin Temple Sect Master, naturally knows some imperial power.

Hearing this, the people from all walks of life who had fled in a hurry stopped one after another.

Previously, they were terrified by fear.

Now I know that fifty thousand people from the rivers and lakes have joined forces to besiege one person.

That fear is infinitely close to disappearing.

even more how, there are not a few of the most powerful people.

It may not be the opponent of the white-haired person.

"With Master Kong, I can really try it later."

"I am willing to contribute to Mount Song Sect."

"Hengshan school do my part!"

"Huashan dísciple is not a coward either!"

Zhongyuan Decent School responded one after another.

Even with Demon Sect dísciple, morale has been boosted.

At this time, four of the six Great Demon teachings are all on the scene.

Even the Four Great Sects master is in it.

Such a lineup can be described as a collection of the strongest forces of the arena.

Its battle strength is enough to sweep any small country.

It is precisely because of this that the Central Plains Imperial Court is deeply jealous of the rivers and lakes.

Zheng He glanced, frowning slightly.

He knows that once the rivers and lakes unite, they will inevitably threaten the foundation of the Imperial Court.

And his task is also to disintegrate the rivers and lakes.

But right now, he has to rely on the power of the rivers and lakes to fight against the gray-haired people.

"This Zheng is here to help you too!"

Zheng He faintly smiled, letting go of his prejudices for the time being.

At this time, the front line is Sect Master or Elder of various sects.

There are 30 warriors in Grade 1 alone.

This lineup has never appeared even in the slayer conference.

But compared with the battle between good and evil thirty years ago, there is a big difference.

For a time, 50,000 Jianghu experts share the same hatred of the enemy, and exposed the killing intent in the face of the white-haired man.

However, the white-haired man stands in front of the cave, but he does not see the slightest weakness.

Instead, he sneered with disdain.

"This is the current strength of the rivers and lakes?"

"Disappointing the old man!"

The white-haired man shook his head slightly, contemptuously exhibiting one's feelings in one's speech.

Hearing this, everyone was furious.

So many of them are still looked down upon by white-haired people.

What a shame.

"Don't hesitate, let's go together!"

Zheng He loudly shouted, decisively ordered.

Then, he and Jiekong should move towards the white-haired man first.

Follow closely from behind is a group of Grade 1 warriors.

In an instant, the majestic Inner Strength gathered.

Suddenly rising winds, scudding clouds make the desert, which is already extremely windy and sandy.

Many martial arts should not be cost-effective, and blast to white-haired people.

The colorful martial arts are like brilliant fireworks.

"hmph!"

"overestimate one's capabilities!"

The white-haired man is lightly snorted and calm.

However, he did not see any movements.

After everyone approached, coldly snorted landed.

The thirty Grade 1 warriors suddenly freeze.

This scene caused the people in the community who had planned to kill them to stop one after another.

One by one looked forward in disbelief.

"What's the situation?"

Everyone was surprised.

Zheng He and the others are like petrochemicals, motionless.

But still maintain the action when playing martial arts.

These Grade 1 warriors were terrified.

Their face looks sinister, it seems that Mou Zujin wants to get rid of the shackles of their bodies.

Unfortunately, it is still impossible to move.

"What kind of magic is this!"

"Damn devil, what did you do to us!"

"Let us go, or else Ben Sect Master lets you die without a burial site!"

A group of warriors are incompetent and furious.

It's better than Grade 1 warrior, but it can't even touch the vellus hair of a white-haired person.

But the other party can easily approach them, even if they can easily harvest their lives with a dagger.

"Domain!"

Jie Kong widened his glasses.

He suddenly recalled what was described in Shaolin's Secret Treasure.

It includes areas beyond Grade 1 Great Grandmaster.

"It's over."

"I'm still too underestimating the cultivation people's strength."

"This is a complete plantation!"

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Jie Kong gave a wry smile, and simply closed his eyes and waited for death.

At this time, Zheng He watched the white-haired man walking towards him step by step.

A pair of over-white hands reached his throat.

There is no doubt that death is coming.

Unexpectedly, he dignified Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, the big red man next to Yongle Emperor is about to die like this.

"sou!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of air-splitting sound.

The white-haired man frowned slightly and took three steps back with an unhappy expression.

"Bang!"

The sand in front of Zheng He burst open.

The sand hit his face, and there was a slight pain.

But he didn't care about this, his eyes fixed on his feet.

That is an ordinary Profound Iron Sword.

However, the Inner Strength remaining on the sword actually surpassed Grade 1 Great Grandmaster.

"Who is it?"

The white-haired man's complexion condensed, and it seems that the opponent's strength is good.

Then, looking up, I saw a white clothed falling down.

Like him, this man has white hair but white beard.

A look like divine poise and sagelike features.

"Sword God!"

"Sword God is here!"

Everyone chanted.

As early as the slayer conference, Sword God had already surpassed Grade 1 Great Grandmaster.

According to rumors, he also set foot in the way of cultivation.

Therefore, when people present see Sword God, they can't help but feel the feeling of seeing a savior.

"Sword God senior, hurry up and save me!"

In ecstasy, he hurriedly asked Sword God for help.

"oh!"

Sword God shook the head, with a solemn expression:

"Quit Master Kong, I'm afraid the old man will disappoint you."

"The old man is not the opponent of this white-haired senior!"

Chapter 103 turns out that I am so strong!

The arrival of Sword God should have given everyone unlimited hope.

But when he said something, everyone hit the bottom.

All the people present were dumbfounded.

Stronger than Sword God, even directly admits that he is not a gray-haired opponent.