Traveling through Yuhuatian, the start of the Sunflower Collection is complete

Chapter 412 Either beat me to death or be beaten to death by me
"Since you've heard about me, and now that I'm here, you're not going to run for your life?"

Bai Yujing's eyes were cold, staring at the man in black in front of him, and said coldly.

When Zhu Xiawu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He wanted to escape.

But Bai Yujing's sword intent has always been locked on him.

He had no doubt that once he dared to take action, Bai Yujing's sword would be unsheathed immediately.

Facing this legendary swordsman, he had no confidence at all.

"waste!"

Seeing that Zhu Xiawu did not dare to take action, Bai Yujing said disdainfully, not taking him seriously at all.

Zhu Xiawu's face was extremely ugly, but he still did not dare to take action. His eyes flickered and he looked around without leaving any trace, looking for opportunities to escape.

He also didn't expect that Bai Yujing would come here in person.

But now that Bai Yujing is here, his plan has no chance to be implemented.

If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid even he will have to answer here.

The atmosphere became silent.

However, the situation where Zhu Xiawu alone suppressed dozens of sect leaders in the mansion was completely changed due to the arrival of Bai Yujing.

Locked by Bai Yujing's sword intent, Zhu Xiawu just stood in the mansion, not daring to move.

All the heads then breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Bai Yujing one after another, showing gratitude on their faces.

If Bai Yujing didn't come, they might be in danger today. They might be coerced by the man in black and offend the court.

Since then, the two sides have been unhappy and worried every day.

Fortunately, the imperial court paid enough attention to Bai Tianyu's death and asked this peerless swordsman to come to the Divine Sword Sect in person.

At this time, when Ye Kai and Fu Hongxue saw that the situation was under control, the fire of hatred immediately appeared in their eyes. They looked at Zhu Xiawu in the mansion with murderous intent on their faces.

"Dog thief! Take your life!"

Fu Hongxue gave a sharp shout and couldn't bear it any longer. He drew his sword and struck at Zhu Xiawu again, intending to kill Zhu Xiawu and avenge his father.

"Hongxue, be careful!"

The expressions of Lu Xiaofeng and others suddenly changed, and they all exclaimed.

Although Bai Yujing is here, this person is a heavenly being after all. Apart from Bai Yujing, there is no one at their level who can provoke him.

really!

Seeing that Fu Hongxue dared to draw the sword against him, Zhu Xiawu came back to his senses, a chill flashed in his eyes: "Seeking death!"

He was afraid of Bai Yujing and did not dare to take action, but this did not mean that he could not take action.

At a critical moment of life and death, how could he sit still and wait for death?

What's more, the one who attacked him was an ant at the Grand Master level? !
boom--

A terrifying momentum burst out.

Zhu Xiawu didn't even make a move. He suppressed Fu Hongxue with his momentum alone, slowing down Fu Hongxue. It was like a huge mountain above his head, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

锃!
At this moment, a crisp sword cry resounded, followed by another terrifying sword force erupting, sweeping towards Zhu Xiawu.

"Who gave you the courage to resist?"

Bai Yujing's cold voice sounded, and he pointed his sword in the air. With a sweep in the air, the void shook, and the terrifying sword intention turned into a Lingtian Divine Sword, which struck Zhu Xiawu head-on.

When the crisis came, Zhu Xiawu's hair stood on end, and he felt an irresistible feeling.

After being slightly horrified, his expression turned ferocious and he roared: "I am afraid of you, but that does not mean that I am really afraid of you!"

"drink!!"

With a roar, Zhu Xiawu raised his hand to the sky and struck a palm. The void shook, and endless spiritual energy boiled, turning into a giant palm that covered the sky, and clashed with Bai Yujing's divine sword.

"boom--"

In an instant, the ground shook.

Following a violent shock, the roof of the mansion was instantly lifted off, the ground cracked, and everyone was submerged in a burst of smoke.

Everyone around him was instantly blown away, most of them vomited blood, were injured, and screamed in agony.

The smoke dispersed, and Zhu Xiawu's figure appeared again. His clothes exploded, his breath was messy, and his whole body was soaked with blood. It was obvious that this blow had seriously injured him.

But Bai Yujing was obviously not satisfied with this result, and there was even a look of surprise in his eyes when he saw this.

"Eighth Heaven Realm? It seems that I still underestimated you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to take action again and finish Zhu Xiawu completely.

But at this moment, Zhu Xiawu's figure flashed in an instant, and he appeared next to Lu Xiaofeng and others, and then shot out a palm towards Lu Xiaofeng and others.

"careful!"

Lu Xiaofeng and others' expressions changed drastically, and they all used their skills to resist.

But how could they be able to resist a top celestial being at the eighth level of heaven?

Even if Zhu Xiawu is injured at this moment and cannot use all his strength, they cannot bear this terrifying power that only belongs to the strong men of heaven and humans.

"Bang bang bang..."

In an instant, more than a dozen masters were repelled and flew away vomiting blood.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the direction they flew out was exactly where Bai Yujing was.

This made Bai Yujing unable to pay attention to Zhu Xiawu for a while.

At the same time, Zhu Xiawu's figure was like a ghost, leaping into the air in the blink of an eye, turning into a lightning-like ghost, flying towards the distant sky.

Bai Yujing then raised his head, frowning slightly, and was about to get up to chase after them, but Lu Xiaofeng and others had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After feeling the injuries of everyone for a while, he couldn't help but sigh, gave up the idea of ​​chasing and killing, and started to treat a few people first.

After all, all of them are the new generation leaders of the Ming Dynasty's martial arts, and they are all expected to become heavenly beings in the future. If they fall like this, it will really be a great loss to the Ming Dynasty's martial arts.

for a long time.

Everyone woke up one by one, looking at the mess on the ground and the man in black who had long since disappeared. After thinking for a moment, they all understood what had happened.

Everyone immediately looked ashamed and cupped their hands towards Bai Yujing and said, "We are ashamed that we have hindered our seniors."

"It's okay."

Bai Yujing shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Let's go now. As long as we find out his identity, there will be many opportunities to kill him in the future. And I was invited by Yu Huatian to come here mainly to ensure your safety." , just wait until nothing happens at this moment."

Hearing this, everyone was moved and once again cupped their hands to express thanks.

Immediately, Lu Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "Senior, this person's true identity is the Grand Alliance Leader of the Twelve Chain Dock Waterways of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River in the Song Dynasty. However, very few people have seen his true identity."

"Twelve Chain Docks..."

Bai Yujing narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I don't know the true identity of this person, but since I know his identity, it shouldn't be difficult to find out."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Indeed, with the strength of the imperial court, it should not be too difficult to find out this person's true identity.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao looked anxious, stepped forward and saluted, "Junior Wudang leader Song Yuanqiao has met Senior Bai."

Head of Wudang?

Bai Yujing glanced at Song Yuanqiao and nodded slightly.

There was a Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang. This person was indeed worthy of him taking a second look, so he gave Song Yuanqiao enough face.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuanqiao didn't pay attention to this matter. Seeing him nodding, he immediately continued: "This person just said that they have other people entering our Ming Dynasty. Now some people have gone to my Wudang, I am afraid they are going towards my master. "

Song Yuanqiao said with a worried look on his face: "The Song Dynasty has made full preparations to prevent us from marching to the west. I am worried that my master will not be able to resist, so I also asked my seniors to go to Wudang to help my master." As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng and others His face also changed slightly, and he immediately thought of what the man in black had just said, and they all looked at Bai Yujing, cupping their hands and saying: "I implore you, senior, to go to Wudang to rescue Master Zhang."

"That kid really guessed it right. There are other masters going to Wudang?"

Hearing this, Bai Yujing frowned slightly and immediately realized the importance of the matter. Without saying anything, he nodded and said, "Okay, you guys should be careful. I'll go to Wudang first to take a look."

"Thank you senior!"

Song Yuanqiao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and saluted quickly.

Bai Yujing nodded, and without any delay, he immediately jumped into the air, galloped towards Wudang, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Everyone in the field was left with worried faces.

Wudang.

Due to the death of Shen Dao Sect leader Tian Tian, ​​the leader Song Yuanqiao led all his disciples to express condolences at Shen Sword Sect. Now Wudang is acting as the second-in-command, Yu Lianzhou.

Considering the chaos in the world at the moment, Yu Lianzhou didn't know what was going on, but he was still vigilant and did not dare to be careless. He ordered all the disciples to be on guard, and even the number of disciples guarding the mountain gate was doubled.

Facts have proved that Yu Lianzhou's judgment was not wrong.

At this time, at sunset, the sunset is as red as blood.

Ghostly figures appeared quietly at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Each of these figures has an extraordinary aura, especially the first two, which are even more terrifying. They all exude the powerful aura that belongs to the top grand masters.

These people are all masters of the twelve chain docks.

The two leaders were none other than the two great lords of Twelve Links, Yong Xiyu, the Sovereign Lord of Soft Water, and Cai Qishen, the Lord of Fiery Fire, two masters under the command of the Grand Alliance Leader Zhu Xiawu.

This time they sneaked into the Ming Dynasty and acted separately from the leader of the alliance.

The leader of the alliance is responsible for dealing with Bai Tianyu of the Shen Dao Sect and causing chaos in the northwest, while they are responsible for dealing with the rest of the martial arts sects.

If it cannot be solved through coercion or inducement, the family will be exterminated directly.

In a word, it was to cause chaos in the Ming Dynasty and destroy the Ming Dynasty's Western Expedition.

The Wudang Sect, the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, is one of their targets.

"Kill! Not one left!"

Yong Xiyu was so murderous that he led a group of disciples to Wudang and coldly issued a killing order.

Hearing this, Cai Qishen frowned slightly and said, "The alliance leader's intention is to find a way to instigate rebellion first. If the rebellion fails, then destroy the clan."

Yong Xiyu said coldly: "Wudang is the state religion of the Ming Dynasty. It is not that easy to instigate rebellion. Moreover, with Zhang Sanfeng's character, do you think he will give in easily?"

Cai Qishen was silent for a moment and said, "Let's see what that adult says first."

Yong Xiyu frowned, but did not insist anymore. He nodded, waved slightly, and disappeared into the forest with the people.

Cai Qishen also led people to catch up.

At this time, Wudang Mountain was peaceful and quiet.

All the disciples performed their duties and did whatever they had to do without any awareness of the approaching danger.

Only one person - Zhang Sanfeng!

Back Mountain of Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng, wearing ordinary Taoist robes, sat cross-legged on the bluestone on the top of the mountain, eating the wind, drinking dew, and inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Compared to a year ago, Zhang Sanfeng's temperament at this time has changed drastically.

He was originally a Taoist master with immortal wind and crane bones, but he had a dissolute and unruly demeanor.

But now, his unruly demeanor has disappeared, and his whole person is filled with an indescribable majesty, like a god descending from heaven, which is intimidating.

Not only that, the aura on his body became more and more unfathomable, like a hidden dragon in the abyss, so deep that it was unfathomable!
Just now.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, but with a kind of indifference and majesty without any emotion.

Looking up the mountain, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Some monsters and demons dare to come to Pindao's dojo and act recklessly, seeking their own death!"

After the indifferent voice fell, Zhang Sanfeng stood up and walked down the mountain.

He was obviously walking down the mountain with his feet on the ground, but in just the blink of an eye, he had covered several miles. This magical footwork was clearly the Taoist technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, and Zhang Sanfeng had already mastered it to a very high level.

However, before taking a few steps, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes and looked under an ancient tree beside the mountain road.

A man wearing an ordinary linen gown and dressed as a farmer was sitting quietly under the old tree, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly stepped forward, stood in front of the farmer, his eyes were solemn, and he said slowly: "Your Excellency, are you waiting for Pindao to come down the mountain?"

The farmer didn't seem to hear Zhang Sanfeng's voice. He looked at the clouds in the distance with a dull expression, as if he was thinking about life.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, slowly turned around, stood up, then looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes calm, and said: "I will give you three choices, either surrender to me, beat me to death, or... be beaten to death by me. "

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

A heavy breath filled the air, as if even the air was frozen, as cold as winter.

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes and stared at the farmer in front of him. After a long time, his pupils shrank slightly and a solemn look appeared on his face.

The farmer didn't seem to have much patience. When Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, a hint of anger gradually rose in his eyes and said: "Three breaths, if you don't choose, I will choose for you."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said, "Pindao has a grudge against you?"

"No hatred." The farmer said coldly.

"Grievance?"

"No complaints."

Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath: "Then it seems that you came here specifically for the poor Taoist."

"Before taking action, may I know your name?"

The farmer said indifferently: "You can call me... the Great Demon God."

"Great Demon God?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned and wondered if there was something wrong with this person's brain. Would a normal person call him such a... strange name?

"It's time for three breaths." The farmer's cold voice sounded. He didn't care about Zhang Sanfeng's look at him like a fool, and said coldly: "It seems you need me to choose for you."

After the words fell, the farmer didn't say another unnecessary nonsense, and punched forward.

This punch was extremely slow and showed no momentum, but such an ordinary punch caused Zhang Sanfeng's expression to change suddenly.

"boom--"

As this punch came closer, an unimaginable terrifying force burst out, shocking the world.

Even the void was shattered at this moment, torn apart by the fist wind and turned into powder.

Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank suddenly and he immediately raised his hands to defend himself. A Tai Chi pattern appeared in front of him, guarding the heaven and earth.

But just for a moment, the Tai Chi diagram suddenly exploded, and Zhang Sanfeng retreated and flew dozens of feet.

At the same time, the entire mountain rumbled, gravel flew everywhere, and the ground seemed to sink several feet out of thin air, forming a huge deep pit.

Zhang Sanfeng stood in a miserable state, standing in the void. After struggling to stabilize his body, his expression became extremely horrified.

He stared closely at the linen figure in the mountain, his expression becoming more solemn. This person had a mysterious origin, but his strength was far beyond his expectation.

But this person's methods are ruthless, and it is useless to say more at this time.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Sanfeng's aura floated, and behind him, a divine figure slowly emerged, standing tall against the sky and on the ground, like a divine being.

The farmer narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the huge figure in the distance. His expression finally changed: "The statue of Emperor Zhenwu?"

(End of this chapter)