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Even Zhang Sanfeng was able to escape.

But other people will inevitably die tragically under the iron ride.

Who knows, when Zhang Sanfeng heard Yang Xiao's words, he smiled slightly, as if he didn't take it seriously.

"Take me to the Wan'an Temple in Naluoshizi...you don't need to worry about these things!"

Zhang Sanfeng patted Yang Xiao on the shoulder, and then spoke to Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao nodded upon hearing this.

Not long after, Yang Xiao brought Zhang Sanfeng to Wan'an Temple.

Wan'an Temple has a total of more than ten floors, with a height of more than ten feet.

And below, there are archers arranged by Zhao Min waiting in full force. If anyone wants to escape from Wan'an Temple, they are afraid that they will be shot into a hornet's nest.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yang Xiao arrived.

Without any effort, Wang Bao, who was guarding Wan'an Temple, and all the archers were killed.

Afterwards, Yang Xiao took Zhang Sanfeng up to Wan'an Temple.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared in front of the masters of the six sects, the masters of the six sects were naturally extremely excited.

They have been trapped in Wan'an Temple for a long time, and they are even a little desperate.

Now that Zhang Sanfeng's miraculous soldiers descended from the sky, the people of the six sects immediately felt grateful to Zhang Sanfeng.

As for Zhang Sanfeng, he also knew that all the masters of the six sects had been hit by Shixiangruanjinsan, so they couldn't perform martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng said a few perfunctory words casually, mainly to take away Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples.

And Song Yuanqiao and others also knew from Yang Xiao's mouth that his master had actually stepped into the legendary land fairy realm.

Weeping with joy one by one.

"Why are you crying? You're such a grown-up person, why don't you be ashamed!"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao and the others crying, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so he reprimanded them immediately.

"Master, you are already old, and this disciple is worried all day long about you returning to the west, Master... Now that you have entered the realm of a land fairy, you can live for many more years if you want... Disciple is relieved..."

"The disciple strives to walk in front of the master..."

Song Yuanqiao said to Zhang Sanfeng sincerely.

Zhang Sanfeng: ...

For a while, Zhang Sanfeng didn't know whether he should be touched, or should he scold him, a foolish disciple.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

Zhang Sanfeng was about to hit Song Yuanqiao well, but he heard someone calling him.

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head, but saw a middle-aged nun looking at him seriously.

That expression, with the corners of the mouth down, was extremely ugly, as if someone owed her more than 100 million taels of silver and hadn't paid it back.

"Master Miejue, what's wrong?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked.

In fact, Zhang Sanfeng didn't have a good impression of these so-called six sects at all.

After all, if these people hadn't been forced to go to Wudang Mountain back then, his fifth apprentice Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuji's mother-in-law Yin Susu would not have been forced to death...

However, because Song Yuanqiao and others were trapped in Wan'an Temple, Zhang Sanfeng rescued them together.

And the person who called Zhang Sanfeng was the No. [-] poisonous woman in the world of Yitian—Master Miejue.

"Dare to ask Master Zhang, I heard that you captured the witch Zhao Min, did you see the most precious Yitian sword I sent?"

A gleam of hotness flashed in Miejue Shitai's eyes, and he opened his mouth to ask Zhang Sanfeng.

Heavenly Sword?

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly taken aback.

One must know that the Yitian Sword had already been sacrificed by Zhang Sanfeng to the Eternal Human Sovereign.

"I saw it... was destroyed by me..."

Zhang Sanfeng said directly.

destroyed?

For a moment, the entire top floor of Wan'an Temple was completely silent.

Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng with horror in their eyes.

Miejue Shitai was even struck by lightning, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng, without saying a word for a while.

"what!"

"Zhang Sanfeng, you are a master of martial arts in vain! Why do you want to destroy my school's treasure? Could it be that you can do whatever you want with your strength?"

Miejue Shitai was like dynamite being ignited in no time, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng's nose and cursing.

"You have the guts to say it again!"

Zhang Sanfeng's complexion gradually darkened.

"Zhang Sanfeng, you pretended to come to save us. But you slaughtered the whole family of Prince Ruyang's house, and captured King Ruyang and Emperor Yuan. If the Mongolian cavalry army crushes the border, will we gangster sects still have a way out?"

"Now that you have proved the realm of the gods on land, you can escape with your life among thousands of troops! But have you thought about us?"

"The Yitian Sword is the treasure I sent you. If you want to destroy it, you can destroy it! You devil, do you think you can do whatever you want with your strength?"

Miejue Shitai is obviously not a good stubble.

Back then, Miejue Shitai led the six sects to threaten Zhang Cuishan in Wudang Mountain, and forced Zhang Cuishan to death.

After Zhang Sanfeng learned of the death of his beloved apprentice, he slapped Miejue Shitai three times, and hung the Yitian Sword on the Zhenwu Hall of Wudang Mountain.

Miejue Shitai already had resentment towards Zhang Sanfeng, but now that he learned that Zhang Sanfeng destroyed the Yitian Sword, Miejue Shitai's anger was ignited even more.

Miejue Shitai was also extremely clever, and directly placed Zhang Sanfeng on the opposite side of the six sects, not on the opposite side of Emei.

Hearing Miejue Shitai's words, everyone's expressions darkened, obviously they began to worry about the safety of their sect.

"Master! With your words... how can you slander my master like this. Without my master, we are afraid that we will be trapped here. I don't know when we will be able to..."

Although Song Yuanqiao was a bit naive, he was loyal to Zhang Sanfeng, and when he heard Miejue Shitai's words, he suddenly became unwilling and wanted to defend himself.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. If you want people to know, you have to do nothing. Do you really think the heroes of our six sects are fools? Song Yuanqiao, do you know what kind of person is eager to defend?"

Miejue Shitai sneered, making it clear that he planned to keep Zhang Sanfeng from stepping down.

"Far Bridge!"

Seeing what Song Yuanqiao wanted to say, Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand to stop him, then looked at Miejue Shitai, and said:

"you're right!"

"With strength, you can really do whatever you want!"

what?

Everyone from the six sects changed their expressions when they heard Zhang Sanfeng's words.

What is this called?

Under such circumstances, a normal person would definitely have to disassociate himself and prove himself... Could this Mitutoyo be crazy?

Is this still the legendary master of martial arts?

"you!"

Miejueshi stared too wide, wanting to say something else.

"Swipe!"

Two streams of energy came through the air, and immediately hit Miejue Shitai's acupoints.

For a while, Miejue Shitai was hit on the dumb point and could no longer speak.

"Yitian Sword? Hehe, Guo Xiang was my good friend back then. If I wanted the Yitian Sword, would it be your turn? If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. This is what Zhang Sanfeng did. What can you do with me?"

"As for Emperor Yuan and King Ruyang... I'm sorry! I, Zhang Sanfeng, do things the other way, and you are willing to be the dogs of Mongolia! I remember that the blood on my body is of Han blood, and the land under my feet gave birth to me. , named Zhongyuan!"

"If anyone refuses to accept it, feel free to attack me!"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, his arrogance leaked, and he spoke to the people from the six sects.

Zhang Sanfeng looked around, his powerful momentum made everyone bow their heads.

Perhaps, the previous Zhang Sanfeng was not such an arrogant person.

However, since Zhang Sanfeng believed in the Eternal Emperor, he saw the power of the gods, and his mentality began to change.

The current Zhang Sanfeng no longer cares about prestige or ethics.

He just wanted to find sacrifices for the Emperor of the Ages, so as to gain supreme power.

I don't want to say anything more to scum like Extinction at all.

"come over!"

Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi internal energy was running, and a strong suction force was formed immediately.

Miejue Shitai lost control of his body and walked towards Zhang Sanfeng.

boom!

Juejue fell down in front of Zhang Sanfeng, his throat sweetened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

And, also spit out a sticky stuff.

Tongue!

It's the tongue!

The people from the six sects suddenly turned pale with fright.

Zhang Sanfeng actually sucked something from the air, and directly broke the extinct tongue!

What kind of skill is this?

fear!horrible!

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhiruo hurried forward.

"Humph!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly.

Zhou Zhiruo immediately flew backwards.

Miejue Shitai fell to the ground, the pain of cutting off his tongue was unspeakable, but at the same time Zhang Sanfeng had his acupuncture points pressed, he couldn't move at all, this kind of pain was aggravated invisibly.

A trace of despair and regret flashed in her eyes.

She regretted that she shouldn't have provoked Zhang Sanfeng, a lunatic.

For a moment, everyone on the top floor of Wan'an Temple was as quiet as a cicada, and they didn't dare to say anything at all.

"Tap Tap!"

"Tap Tap!"

"Tap Tap!"

……

At this moment, the sound of shaking mountains and mountains continued to resound.

From far to near, it is getting closer and closer to Wan'an Temple.

"Look!"

Yang Xiao frowned and pointed to the distance.

I saw dense black cavalry, like a black torrent, coming towards Wan'an Temple.

Those soldiers, wearing black armor, holding black spears, and carrying bows and arrows, seemed to be armed to the teeth.

The infinite iron cavalry, at a rough glance, is no less than tens of thousands of people.

"It's over! The Mongolian Royal Forest Army, a hundred thousand troops!"

"We're fucked!"

Yang Xiao has been lurking in Ruyang Palace for many years, so he naturally knows what this black army means.

One hundred thousand Imperial Forest Army!

Everyone's heart sank.

How is it possible to escape?

Moreover, most of the people trapped in Wan'an Temple were also poisoned by Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, and they were unable to use their internal strength.

"Renren Zhang, take Yuanhuang and Ruyang King and go first. With your land fairy realm, even a hundred thousand Imperial Forest Army will not be able to keep you, and Yuanhuang and Ruyang King are in your hands, which can protect my Mingjiao and Wudang Mountain. , not to be trampled by the imperial cavalry!"

"Leave us alone!"

Yang Xiao took a deep breath, and hastily persuaded Zhang Sanfeng.

"That's right! Master, let's go, we won't have to worry about no firewood if we leave the green hills!"

Song Yuanqiao said the same thing.

People from the six major sects, their faces are ashen ashes, they hate Zhang Sanfeng to the core now.

However, after seeing Zhang Sanfeng's thunderous methods, they didn't dare to say anything.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm poor, I have my own way!"

Zhang Sanfeng seemed quite calm, looking at the Emperor Yuan, King Ruyang, and even Jue Mietai on the ground.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth...