The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

At the same time, he made a quick move and tapped several acupuncture points around Song Qingshu's abdominal wound.

Immediately, Song Qingshu's wound began to stop bleeding.

At the same time, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly took out a white jade bottle, poured out the best healing medicine from it, and applied it on Song Qingshu's wound.

"A guy who is afraid of death. I really despise him. He is not good at martial arts, yet he dares to provoke that Zhao Min. Hey, what a pity..." Yang Buhui muttered.

Duan De shamelessly glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, and said with a smile, "Don't make rash comments. We just need to watch."

"Okay, I understand, Master." Yang Buhui nodded obediently.

"My lord, Zhao Min is about to leave. What should we do? Should we leave too?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Duan De smiled lightly and did not speak.

But his eyes are always looking at the people of Wudang faction.

Based on his understanding, it is absolutely impossible for the Wudang faction to stop without authorization.

Zhao Min's injury to Song Qingshu was fine, after all, it was not a fatal injury, and he only needed to recuperate for a month, and the injury could basically heal.

But there is something else in Zhao Min that the Wudang faction needs.That is Black Jade Intermittent Ointment.

"Princess Zhao, please stop!" Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward, and his tall and old figure stood in front of Zhao Min and others.

"Really Zhang, do you still want to continue to compete?" Zhao Min asked coldly.

"Old Daoist, I just want to get the Black Jade Ointment." Zhang Sanfeng said.

Zhao Min rolled his eyes, "Why should I give it to you?"

"Princess Zhao is a famous aristocrat with a prominent status. A piece of Black Jade Intermittent Ointment is not very valuable to you." Zhang Sanfeng's tone was very light, but also full of determination, and said: "If Princess Zhao doesn't give it, then , as an old man, I can only reluctantly do what I can, so why not fight with Princess Zhao's subordinates again?"

Zhao Min looked at Zhang Sanfeng uncertainly, and then glanced at a group of his subordinates.

"Princess!" Monk Yuanzhen said in a low voice: "For the sake of the overall situation, it is more appropriate for the princess to take out the black jade ointment."

Obviously, Monk Yuanzhen has recognized the situation clearly, and also knows that he is in a weak position.Besides, there is Duan De, who is abnormal in martial arts, watching him closely, so Monk Yuanzhen just wants to leave this place as soon as possible.

Another point is also out of selfishness.

Monk Yuanzhen's real identity is Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun, and he is now disguised in the Wudang School, so Zhang Wuji did not recognize him.

But once his identity is found out, Zhang Wuji will definitely fight him desperately.

Even if the Wudang faction released Zhao Min and others, leaving only Monk Yuanzhen alone, that would be quite miserable.

Therefore, no matter what, for Monk Yuanzhen, he must stay away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be a disaster for him.

Zhao Min's beautiful face was full of evil spirits, and she was very dissatisfied.

She is the majestic princess, with such a noble status.But at this moment, he was forced to leave a piece of Black Jade Ointment before he could leave.

What does this make her feel?

"His Royal Highness, please make a decision as soon as possible!" He Biweng's voice sounded.

Zhao Min's complexion became more and more ugly, and the anger and depression in his heart became more and more intense.

"Ada!" Zhao Min suppressed his anger, shouted loudly, and then signaled with his eyes.

Ada comprehended Zhao Min's instructions, so he could only take out a copy of the black jade intermittent ointment that had been prepared a long time ago.

The Wudang faction finally stopped blocking Zhao Min and others after receiving the black jade ointment.

Zhao Min and his group, who had come here in a glorious way, now left in embarrassment.

In addition to Song Qingshu being injured in the Wudang faction, Zhang Sanfeng was also slightly injured. Although Zhang Wuji fought several times in a row, this kid was in good health.

Relatively speaking, the Wudang faction still made money.

Because only a piece of Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, coupled with Zhang Wuji's medical skills, can heal the crippled Yu Daiyan.

Once Yu Daiyan recovers, there will be another martial arts master among the second generation disciples of the Wudang School.

Recalling the past, Yu Daiyan was also a famous figure in the Jianghu.

"Master, this disciple wants to heal Qingshu's injuries, so go ahead." Song Yuanqiao said to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and said: "You go. Although Qingshu was a little reckless, it was because of our Wudang faction that he was injured. You can help him heal his injuries with internal strength, and he can speed up his recovery."

"Yes, Master." Song Yuanqiao was respectful.

The injured Song Qingshu had already been lifted up on a stretcher by several third-generation disciples of Wudang. When he heard Zhang Sanfeng say the word "reckless," he almost vomited blood in anger.

Sad reminder!

He originally wanted to win Zhang Sanfeng's favor, but unexpectedly he was self-defeating and got injured instead.

After Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu left.Yu Daiyan looked at his master excitedly, "Master, black jade ointment, is this the holy medicine that can heal my wound?"

"That's right, Dai Yan. Your injury can be cured." Zhang Sanfeng smiled gratifiedly.

Then, he looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Wuji, your third uncle's injury depends entirely on you."

"Master, don't worry." Zhang Wuji patted his chest and chest, and assured him firmly.

Then, Zhang Sanfeng arranged for his disciples to clean up the battlefield where they fought before.