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"Mo Qixia, look clearly, do I have a weapon with me?"

"You are young, don't spout blood!"

"Who hides a weapon on us?"

Xihuazi blushed and slapped her chest.

He untied his Taoist robe casually and shouted loudly.

"Very well, sure enough not."

Mo Shenggu sneered.

He stretched out two fingers, and lightly tugged on the belts of the two people beside him.

He shot extremely fast, snapping the belts of the two of them in an instant.

Only two 'choking' sounds were heard in succession, and the two short knives fell to the ground.

The blue light is shining, dazzling people's eyes.

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"Yes, if Zhang Wuxia refuses to inform Xie Xun of his whereabouts!"

"Then, we have to do it if we can't say it."

Xi Huazi froze his neck and said loudly.

"Okay, it turns out that you have bad intentions!"

"Now it's showing its true colors!"

"Everyone is too rude, today is the [-]th birthday of the master!"

"Is there no one in Wudang who deceives me?"

Xihuazi's shameless words immediately made the Wudang Seven Heroes furious.

They all stood up one by one and said angrily.

The Jianghu qunxiong all had a bad face, and secretly scolded Xi Huazi for being stunned.

This is not ready, just talk nonsense.

Isn't it a matter of fact?

573 "Amitabha!"

At this time, Abbot Shaolin Kongwen saw that the situation was not good.

He stood up and shouted a Buddha's name:

The voice came into everyone's ears clearly and loudly.

It seemed to be coming from a distance, but it sounded like it was coming from the ear.

"Old Monk Kongwen, I sincerely wish Master Zhang a long life of happiness, prosperity and well-being."

"Amitabha! The poor monk came here uninvited, and he still hopes that Master Zhang will forgive him!"

Kong Wen stood upright with one palm on his chest, seemingly apologizing, but in fact he saved Xi Huazi from the siege.

"The master came from afar, and the old man is too happy, so how can he blame him!"

Zhang Sanfeng felt cold, and replied with a smile on his face.

Although I hate the bald donkey in this skirt, I can't be less polite on the surface.

"Master Zhang, in terms of age and seniority, the poor monk is your junior!"

"Aside from celebrating birthday today, there should be no other things to mention!"

"But the poor monk is the abbot of Shaolin, and he seeks a job in his place."

"I have a few words to tell seniors frankly, and please don't blame Master Zhang."

Kong Wen paused, then continued.

"Since you know it's wrong, then don't say it."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng shouted in a cold voice.

He sighed in his heart, it seems that today is not going to be good.

He was a little excited again.

I haven't practiced self-cultivation and self-cultivation for decades. I'm afraid that my reputation as a sloppy Zhang has been forgotten in the world, right?

No way, we're going to go to war today.

at this time.

"Yingzheng, the lord of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, sincerely wish Zhang Zhenren Wusu Tenghui, the eulogy of nine likenesses!"

A distant and majestic voice outside the hall suddenly reverberated.

Immediately afterwards, the sky outside darkened instantly.

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Chapter 217, Yingzheng Huangwei, killing the Quartet 【Subscription】

In the distant sky, with a voice:

"Yingzheng, the lord of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, sincerely wish Zhang Zhenren Wusu Tenghui, the eulogy of nine likenesses!"

In an instant, the sky darkened.

And this voice from heaven,

It was like thunder from nine heavens, shaking everyone's minds, and just hearing its sound made people tremble with each other.

And Zhang Sanfeng who had already suppressed the smile on his face and closed his eyes.

At this moment, he opened his eyes, and a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like... caught up with..."

Different from Zhang Sanfeng's indifference and rejoicing,

Under the high platform, the bustling crowd was like a duck with its neck choked the moment the sound sounded.

Everyone stopped whispering and looked up at the sky.

I saw that in the dim yellow sky, a group of dark clouds were flying towards the southeast at an extremely fast speed.

In the dark clouds, a white figure can be vaguely seen,

Walking here slowly.

The Lord of the Great Qin Dynasty, Yingzheng, who dares to block my way forward! ?

Another voice exploded in the sky.

Immediately, there was another deafening roar,

Immediately afterwards, the entire world seemed to be enveloped by an incomparably powerful aura,

Everyone's bodies felt extremely heavy, as if they were bearing a weight of ten thousand catties with every step they took.

It seems to be the wrath of thunder above the nine heavens.

Especially Monk Kongwen who came late at the latest and stood in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

It felt like in an instant, my body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer.

Even in the next second.

Even I haven't figured out what's going on.

Monk Kongwen had already been thrown aside.

Everyone's breathing became rapid, only Zhang Sanfeng was still sitting there with a weird smile on his face.

I don't know how long it has passed,

Clouds came at last over their heads,

The figure in the cloud also revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

The people discovered that,

Behind the cloud, there was actually a man with a majestic appearance and a long sword with a dragon pattern in his hand.

There was a sense of arrogance looking down on the world between his brows,

It was as if nothing could come into his eyes.

He is stepping on a giant golden umbrella, on which a golden dragon is carved, lifelike.

Who is this person, not Ying Zheng?

The appearance of Ying Zheng made everyone in the field gasp.

Who is this?

Flying in vain, could it be a fairy.

No way!

Discussions sounded one after another.

Ying Zheng's powerful appearance also shocked everyone deeply.

Whether it is the many sects of the rivers and lakes with evil intentions,

Or the brothers Song Yuanqiao who have drawn their swords and are ready to swear to protect the master to the death.

Everyone's eyes are uncertain, and they are not sure about the man's strength.

Such a horrible smell, who the hell is this?Why did he suddenly appear on our heads.

Who the hell is this man?How would it appear here?

Among the crowd, Monk Kongwen's eyes widened in horror, his mouth was open, but he could not make a sound.

The higher the realm, the deeper the feeling.

For Ying Zheng's almost dreamlike appearance,

Kong Wen only yelled in his heart.

In our generation, have we never heard of such a character?Who is this person? !

Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, his eyes were about to burst.

Everyone looked at the man above the sky, and they all fell into a deep shock.

At this time,

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on Zhang Sanfeng,

There was also a look of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

However, this expression was immediately wiped out by him.

Master Zhang, here I come.

Ying Zheng waved the long sword with dragon pattern, nodded slightly to Zhang Sanfeng and said.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's breath is swimming around, people can't see the reality clearly.

But Yingzheng is the lord of a country, and he has the opportunity given by Su Huang to cleanse the scriptures and marrow, and he is no longer the same as before.

"Zhang Sanfeng...Welcome His Majesty Yingzheng¨〃!"