Martial Arts: at the Beginning of the Opening Mouth, Hi Yaoyue Was Forcibly Captured and Moved to Hu

Song Qingshu is like a street gang fight, and it is difficult to be elegant.

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One slap and two sounds.

Zhu Yunlie didn't bother to dodge at all, so he swiped over and raised it.

He directly slapped Song Qingshu's two molars and sprayed it out.

"Ahhhh-"

Song Qingshu was completely insane, and he forgot that he still had a weapon in his hand, so he raised his hands to pinch Zhu Yunlie's neck.

Being humiliated in front of the woman you like the most is even more uncomfortable than being stabbed ten times and eight times.

"Come back?" Zhu Yunlie couldn't help sighing, "I'm courting death myself."

Then he drew his palms into fists, and didn't mind killing an unimportant little character here, even if Song Qingshu thought he was a very big character.

Between lightning and flint.

Five gray figures descended from the sky and stopped in front of Song Qingshu.

It was Song Yuanqiao and the four junior brothers who came with him.

"Zhu Shaoxia is merciful!" Song Yuanqiao didn't mean to draw swords and arrows, but clasped his fists and bowed his hands, giving Zhu Yunlie enough face.

"The dog is incompetent, he doesn't know how high the sky is, and Zhu Shaoxia's two tricks are also helping him teach him a lesson. You must know the truth of others."

"I also ask Lord Zhu Shaoxia to spare his life. This kindness will never be forgotten."

A child is heartfelt, it is human nature.

What's more, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

For a real gentleman, of course, Zhu Yunlie doesn't need to do anything harder.

If you can't get along with the dog, you will only surrender your identity.

"Admit defeat? Or are you both together?" Zhu Yunlie still had an indifferent expression.

One hit and one is over.

Song Yuanqiao said with a wry smile: "Zhu Shaoxia is joking, this is the end of the matter, it can only be regarded as—"

"Wait a minute!"

With a loud shout, Song Yuanqiao blocked the second half of his sentence.

Everyone looked around for fame, and found that an equally young boy walked out from the Wudang camp.

Not handsome, but also handsome.

It was Zhang Wuji.

"There's no reason for you to speak here, so don't hurry back." Seeing that the person who came was dressed as a Wudang disciple, but had no impression at all, he scolded in a deep voice.

When Zhang Wuji saw the time was right, he no longer concealed his identity.

"Uncle Mo Qi, Senior Brother Song is not completely defeated, but he has an old injury and can't show his strength. Why don't you let your nephew represent Wudang in the battle?".

27 The showdown between Tianjiao No.[*] and Tianjiao No. [*]

Mo Shenggu's heart moved when he heard the words, and vaguely remembered being called that many years ago.

Upon closer inspection, I finally thought of a possibility.

"Are you... Wuji?"

The other brothers and sisters also reacted.

Thinking of Zhang Wuji, Zhang Cuishan's child, who has been missing for many years.

For him, the feelings of the heroes of Wudang are not very deep.

But for the late Zhang Cuishan, he was really close as a brother.

Aiwu and Wu, seeing the blood of the deceased still exist in the world, are all overjoyed.

Zhang Wuji was excited, but he was relieved in his heart.

Before they knew each other, I wasn't sure how Song Yuanqiao and the others would react.

At this moment, the big stone in my heart completely fell to the ground.

There are the feelings of the cheap uncles, and Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the master.

Also a good start.

"Old man with white eyebrows! Look at this scene, Daming is moved, you seem to have no sense of existence as a grandfather."

Zhu Yunlie's eyes were playful.

I didn't expect this kid to come.

But without the blessing of the Great Movement of Heaven and Earth, it is impossible to soar into the sky, and there should only be Jiuyang Divine Art on his body.

Then again.

Zhang Wuji did not choose to help his grandfather Yin Tianzheng, but stood on the side of the Six Gates faction.

It can be seen that it is not as stunned as it appears on the surface.

Very deep heart.

Well, since Zhang Wuji chose Wudang, it was equivalent to giving up blood relatives and choosing a future, and he must be the enemy of Mingjiao, where his grandfather belonged.

How could he be fooled like this?

The White-browed Eagle King must be reminded.

as predicted.

After Yin Tianzheng heard that he was the son of his deceased daughter, he was awakened by Zhu Yunlie's words before he had time to be surprised.

I thought about parting for many years and meeting again, how could Zhang Wuji be the child of the past?

Instead of first looking for a blood-related grandfather, he joined Wudang, who was very affectionate, which showed that Zhang Wuji had no intention of helping him, and he was even more reluctant to recognize each other in advance.

Looking at Zhang Wuji again, when he heard Zhu Yunlie's words, he knew it was going to be bad, but he didn't have time to stop it.

Looking at grandfather Yin Tianzheng, where is the joy of seeing his grandson in his eyes?Some are just cautious and distance.

If not for Zhu Yunlie, Zhang Wuji would of course recognize his grandfather immediately.

It's a pity that this little cleverness is ridiculous in front of Zhu Yunlie.

"Grandpa—"

Zhang Wuji wanted to save him, but Yin Tianzheng raised his palm directly.

"Don't dare to be, the six major sects encircle and suppress Guangmingding, the old man is the guardian of the Dharma King, and in the eyes of the six major sects, he is a demon."

"You are in the Wudang camp, and you have a clear distinction between each other. If you want to recognize each other, you must show your attitude, otherwise this old man can't be this grandfather."

Zhang Wuji was stunned and speechless.

What I wanted to say, in the end, it was just that Aba Aba didn't hold back half a fart.

The reason to stand up, of course, is to start a fight.

How could it be possible to help Mingjiao.

"Grandpa, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize Wuji. What Wuji wants to do is to make this conflict end as soon as possible."

"Because of Zhu Xian's appearance, there are many ramifications. As long as he is defeated, everything will be over soon. Grandpa, you have created another Heavenly Eagle Cult, why should you be buried with the Ming Cult?"

"Besides, Wuji didn't dare to be the enemy of Grandpa. This time, he just wanted to defeat Zhu Xian on behalf of Wudang."

Know it with reason, move with emotion.

Tears in his eyes and sincere tone.

Zhang Wuji's performance is impeccable.

I believe that if you change to other grandfathers and elders, you must be eager to rush into old tears.

But who is Yin Tian?

I'm used to seeing the scorching world and intrigue.

Especially Zhang Wuji is now speaking on behalf of Wudang, and his attitude is extremely simple.

"Eagle Cult? The old man can destroy it with one hand. Here, the old man is just the guardian of the Ming Cult."

"As for little friend Zhu Xian? I've never known him before. He is much stronger than your grandson. In a critical moment, he stood up to keep the holy fire of the Ming Sect from going out, while you watched the fire from the other side, and only now stood up."

"What about blood relatives? If you really want to fight Zhuxian's little friend, this old man will pretend that Susu has never had any children!"

Yin Tianzheng's voice resounded through the bright top.

Love and hate are clear, and what is important is a rational word.

Many righteous people nodded secretly.

The White-browed Eagle King is well-deserved, and he is truly a first-class hero in the arena.

Zhu Yunlie is happy to eat melon and watch the play.

Virtue!

Still want to please both?

There is nothing so perfect in the world.

Either you, Zhang Wuji, come to help Ming Jiao, and only serve as a foil for the young master.

Or completely separate from the Mingjiao melon, everyone will be clear, how to fight how to fight.

At this time, Yin Liting and the Six Heroes of Yin stepped forward a few steps and pointed their long sword at Yang Xiao.

"Dog thief! Are you panting? For Xiaofu, I will kill you today!"

Mo Shenggu also shouted loudly, "That's right, Wuji is the blood of the fifth brother Zhang, how can he be associated with the demon sect? Zhu Shaoxia, why do you help Zhou to abuse him?"