The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

Either Duan De died, or the Seventh Prince was destroyed.

"This king needs a more reasonable excuse, and then he can transfer the iron cavalry army into the city openly. And it will not cause the emperor's censure." The seventh prince thought to himself.

At this moment, his mood is particularly complicated.

He never thought that Duan De was so difficult to deal with?

He thought that the dead soldiers and warriors he sent were enough to hurt Duan De and the Mingjiao people.At least a few people have to die.

But those dead soldiers and warriors were all killed by Duan De alone.Mingjiao people didn't even hurt a single hair.

How does this make him feel bad?

This was beyond his expectation, so he had to think of other ways to continue fighting Duan De.

The Seventh Prince has always been an iron-blooded man who is not afraid of losing, nor will he admit defeat.

Otherwise, he would not be visited by the king, and he would lead the army, even the iron cavalry army would be under his control.

This feeling of high position and authority also made him extremely inflated his self-confidence.

However, Duan De's appearance and killing of his son Zha Yadu dealt a severe blow to his power and prestige.

Ruyang Palace.

King Ruyang and Zhao Min obviously also got the news, knowing that Duan De alone killed more than one hundred dead soldiers and warriors sent by the Seventh Prince last night.

The fighting power of these warriors and dead soldiers is definitely not inferior to that of a thousand-man army, and they are even stronger.

But these people were still not Duan De's opponents, they were easily killed by Duan De.

"Daughter, isn't the new leader of the Ming Cult a bit too perverted?" King Ruyang asked in surprise.

Zhao Min smiled and said: "Father, it seems that our Ruyang Palace is safe for the time being. The Seventh Prince must be in trouble now. How can there be time to deal with us?"

"Maybe." King Ruyang also smiled and said, "Seventh Prince, I know him very well. He might be roaring like thunder at this moment. I heard that those dead soldiers and warriors are all dead. It was very miserable, and some were even killed by one move. It’s really refreshing to hear this news.”

"Father, the Seventh Prince is old and cunning, and he has suffered a great loss this time. He will definitely not let it go." Zhao Min pondered, paused, and said, "I remember Zha Yadu mentioned something before. There seem to be more than a hundred dead soldiers."

"Oh, how many dead soldiers are there?" King Ruyang asked quickly.

Zhao Min didn't hesitate, and replied directly: "There are at least five hundred dead men, but most of these dead men have mediocre martial arts. Only one-third of the dead men have good martial arts."

"So, under the Seventh Prince's command, there are still a group of dead soldiers hidden." King Ru Yang said.

"Yes. Father." Zhao Min nodded.

Inside an inn in Metropolitan City.

People from the Wudang sect temporarily lived in this inn.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji and others have undoubtedly heard the news.

"That Duan leader is really a man of the hour. No matter where he goes, he can do something earth-shattering." Yu Lianzhou sighed, with a kind of envy for Duan De in his tone.

"At this time, the current emperor may also have a headache." Song Yuanqiao said.

"Now that something like this is happening in the capital city, our plan to rescue people from the five sects needs to be postponed for a while," Zhang Wuji said.

"Only after the grievances between the Mingjiao and the Seventh Palace are resolved, can we continue to plan to save people from the five sects." Yin Liting said.

"That's right. That's the only way to go." Yu Lianzhou said.

Zhang Wuji looked pensive, and reminded: "During this time, the metropolis is turbulent, we Wudang disciples, it's best not to go out, so as not to be involved in unnecessary fights."

"Wuji, you're right. I'll tell the disciples below." Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Master." Zhang Wuji nodded with a smile.

This time Wudang sent everyone to Dadu City, including Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting, although their seniority was higher than that of Zhang Wuji.But Zhang Wuji was appointed as the leader by Zhang Sanfeng, that is to say, here, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting all had to obey Zhang Wuji's orders.

The other three generations of Wudang disciples naturally also obey Zhang Wuji's orders.

Inside the Mingjiao stronghold.

Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Dai Qisi, Xiao Zhao, Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Buhui, Zhou Dian, Ding Minjun, Peng Yingyu, Unbelievable Monk, Zhu'er and others are looking at Duan De excitedly at this moment.

"Master, you are too powerful. You killed those dead soldiers and warriors by yourself. We thought about it, but you didn't give us a chance to show it." Wei Yixiao screamed strangely, his eyes Full of admiration, he stared at the tall, mighty and handsome young man in front of him.

"There will be many opportunities to kill people like this in the future. Why are you so anxious?" Duan De laughed.

"Worry?" Wei Yixiao smiled wryly and said, "Can we not be so impatient? You come out with the leader, and you don't even have the chance to kill someone. It seems that we can only inquire about the news. It's really dangerous to do such a rather low-level thing. Humiliate our identities. After all, this old man is also one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult."

"That's right. Master, I'm one of the five scatterers anyway. You can't take your brothers out to kill and destroy the Seventh Prince's Mansion directly. See if the Seventh Prince dares to be arrogant?" Zhou There was a frightening gleam in Dian's eyes, and he gave a big drink.

Hearing that, Duan De could only roll his eyes.

Nima, are you all a bunch of murderers?I don't kill people because of hobbies, but because I have to.It's not like you guys, all of you are scrambling to kill a few people to show that your martial arts are very powerful and mighty.is not it?

Chapter 87 Zhou Dian entered the palace with a smile

"Master, what are your plans next?" Dai Qisi asked.

Duan De said with a smile: "Wait and see what happens, and recharge your energy by the way. If the enemy doesn't move, we won't move either. If the enemy moves, we will launch a fierce attack."

"Master, I'm sure that the Seventh Prince must have other means." Yang Xiao said.

"What are you afraid of?" Peng Yingyu said coldly, "A little lord dares to fight with our Ming Cult, he is courting death."