Zhang Cuishan suddenly committed suicide, obviously shocked by the two elders Xuanming.

For a while, Zhang Wuji spoke up again.

This time, the needle drop could be heard in the field, and everyone heard it.

When I contacted Zhang Cuishan just now, he said that his child was kidnapped...

"call out!"

The group of heroes only felt a flower in front of them, and a figure had passed by in a flash.

So fast!

The more skilled you are, the more you can see a lot from the details.

Only Chu Jiangnan, Song Yuanqiao, Kong Wen, He Taichong and others could see the situation clearly.

Zhang Sanfeng made his move.

"Wow..."

The heroes were in an uproar.

Zhang Sanfeng heard Zhang Wuji's cry and immediately shot.

Right now, there is only one thought in his mind.

Unfortunately, Zhang Cuishan has already happened, and his child must not be in trouble.

As a master, he must protect Zhang Cuishan's bloodline no matter what.

Zhang Sanfeng's movement is like electricity, and his hand is like a dragon.

He reached out and grabbed it, targeting a man with his back turned to him.

The other party obviously knew that the track was exposed, and made a decisive decision and chose to retreat immediately.

As long as he hesitates a little, he can't go.

"Leave people behind."

Zhang Sanfeng saw that the murderer was about to escape, how could he make his wish come true.

Motivating the inner strength, the wind blows under the feet.

Between the lights and flint, Zhang Sanfeng's hand had already reached the other party's vest.

"Humph!"

The man snorted coldly, turned around abruptly, and slapped a palm.

He prides himself on being powerful in martial arts, and even Zhang Sanfeng doesn't see it in his eyes.

If it's just Bi Qinggong, with a child in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng will naturally catch up.

"boom!"

Zhang Sanfeng and the man faced each other. He thought he could stun his opponent and rescue Zhang Wuji, but he was slightly shocked.

"Um……"

The other party grunted, dropped Zhang Wuji, and retreated.

It turned out that Zhang Sanfeng was afraid of accidentally hurting Zhang Wuji, so he used Wudang cotton palm.

However, that person can take his own palm and retreat calmly, his martial arts is not weak.

Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng already knew the opponent's identity from the opponent's martial arts.

He felt a cold inner force in the palm of his hand, entering his arm and getting into his body.

However, after encountering Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Jiuyanggong, this yin and cold infuriating energy was dissipated like a snowy sun.

"I didn't expect Daoist Baishuang to have a descendant?"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care about chasing him, and immediately lifted Zhang Wuji from the ground to check the situation.

Zhang Wuji was fine, he just passed out.

"call……"

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the people of the Wudang faction and the heroes of the rivers and lakes all gathered around.

"Senior brother, Wuji, is he okay?" Before Zhang Wuji could answer Chu Jiangnan, Liu Lan ran over and hugged Zhang Wuji, "Wuji, Wuji, how are you? Don't scare your mother!"

"Um……"

Following her call, Zhang Wuji woke up leisurely.

The second elder Xuanming also took care of him and did not point out his acupuncture points.

In addition, they also wanted Zhang Wuji to see the scene of the heroes persecuting his parents.

"Mother..." Zhang Wuji shouted, his eyes reddened, "Where is Dad? How is Dad?"

He is not Meng Tong, he is already sensible.

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