The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 293 The honest man gets angry

"Good! Good! Good!"

Seeing his grand-disciple and his disciple's wife, Zhang Sanfeng's tone was full of satisfaction, but also mixed with a surge of rage!

Who is he? He is the founder of Wudang, Zhang Zhenren, a powerful person who has reached the half-step realm of gods and demons. He leads the entire Wudang 100,000 disciples, and his disciples are all over the world. Now his good disciple has been captured by others.

"Whoever arrested Cuishan, please come out! There's no need to hide."

Taoist Zhang, who has been sitting in Wudang Mountain and cultivating his body and mind for decades, is considered by the world to be an honest and amiable man, but they have forgotten that he slaughtered the entire martial arts world when he was young.

Known as the Jiazi Demon-Eradication!

"boom!"

A surge of mighty force stirred up the surrounding coldness. Everyone on the Wudang Golden Summit felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave. They felt chilly and had chills on the back of their necks, and they were filled with anxiety.

It's like a lone boat in the ocean, which may capsize at any time under the huge waves. A feeling of powerlessness surges into my heart, making me feel cold!

"Amitabha!"

As a Buddhist chant sounded, dozens of ordinary people in simple clothes and without a trace of internal energy in their bodies came forward from the bustling crowd.

The big monk alone occupied a small half of them. His skinny figure and weathered face told of the traces left by the years. One step, two steps, he came surging forward with overwhelming momentum.

"Buddhism, Qinglong Society, Tongwen Hall, Western Region Demon Sect..."

"It seems that many people do not want the Dao Sect to become bigger. This world is more interesting. Such a wonderful event is worth the trip!"

Waving the folding fan in his hand, Shen Yuanliang, who looked like a graceful young man, frowned and pointed out the forces involved one by one, involving most of the martial arts world.

Wudang Mountain is in danger!
"Donor Shen, this matter has nothing to do with Qingdi City. I hope you won't interfere!"

The sweeping monk, dressed in a grey cassock and with a bright look in his eyes, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and then stared at Shen Yuanliang warily, preventing him from interfering.

The most urgent task is to interrupt Zhang Sanfeng's advancement to the realm of gods and demons and destroy the pillar of Taoism. Other things can be dealt with later, even if he really wants to tear Shen Yuanliang apart alive.

"If I stand by and watch coldly today, no one will cheer for me in the future. I will definitely help this place, and no one can stop me. I say it!"

Slowly closing the white paper fan in his hand, Shen Yuanliang chuckled, his eyes obscure and difficult to tell the depth of his expression.

On one side is the righteous Wudang Mountain, and on the other side are the enemies, Buddhism and the Qinglong Society. Shen Yuanliang's choice is self-evident: a dead enemy is the best enemy.

If he really sits back and watches Buddhism and the Qinglong Society destroy Wudang Mountain, he will definitely be the next person to be dealt with. This goes without saying!
"What should we do? What should we do? We just want to know the whereabouts of the evil thief Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King. How could we get involved in such a big event?"

"The immortals are all immortals. Who will win today?"

"Let's run! Once they start, the aftermath alone will be enough to wipe us out. We are the innocent victims. We are the innocent victims!"

Looking at the tense scene before them, many people in the martial arts world trembled in fear, like quails, no longer as arrogant as when they came, and then ran down the mountain in a flash.

Just like thousands of horses galloping, on the narrow mountain path, everyone exerted 200% of their strength, and all kinds of light skills were almost creating sparks.

"Tai Chi gave birth to two opposites, and two opposites gave birth to four symbols!"

Zhang Sanfeng swung the whisk in his hand, and an astonishing vision spread out. The entire Wudang Mountain suddenly came alive, and a spirituality was nurtured within it.

From afar, the boundless black and white Tai Chi diagram soared into the sky, stretching for thousands of miles. As the black and white flowed, an extreme pressure made people feel like they were carrying Mount Tai. With a stroke of his hand, he randomly circled the seven monks, using their strength to attack them. Zhang Sanfeng was just playing, and for a while, the two sides were evenly matched!
"Everyone, don't do it!"

Seeing that the battle was getting tense and others were about to intervene to secure victory, Shen Yuanliang tapped his palms with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile.

"on!"

Everyone looked at each other, suppressed their uneasiness, and prepared to take action at the same time.

No one dared to underestimate the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang. His amazing achievements frightened countless martial arts masters, who became afraid before the battle even began and their courage was weakened by three points.

"Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques - Immobilization Technique."

The powerful magic power connected heaven and earth, and with the help of the power of mountains and rivers, and the power of the stars in the sky, endless pressure came like an overwhelming force, and more than a dozen uninvited guests were like statues, motionless.

"City Lord Shen, we have no hatred in the past and no grudges in the present."

The leader of the Western Luosha Sect, Yu Luosha, rolled his eyes with difficulty and said word by word: "Let me go, I will go down the mountain now. I swear that I will never set foot in the Central Plains again."

A man can bend and stretch!
Between life and death, the leader of the Demon Cult put aside his face and prayed for his life. For the people in the Demon Cult, face is small and life and death are big. He still has plenty of time to live freely in this world.

"I believe you can do it, but unfortunately, I'm very poor!"

With a wave of his hand, a sharp sword light flashed by, and a huge head fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground. A pair of ink-black eyes retained a trace of unwillingness.

The most mysterious and terrifying Jade Rakshasa, who dominated the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions, died here!
[Ding! You killed the leader of the Demon Cult, the founder of the Rakshasa Cult, and intercepted ten portions of purple luck! ]

A pleasant voice rang out in his heart. The corners of Shen Yuanliang's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. In an instant, spring returned to the earth, and the Wudang Mountains, which had been bleak in the autumn wind, suddenly became lush and green.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, flowers all over the mountain are swaying gracefully, and colorful flowers are blooming!

"Amitabha!"

The Sweeping Monk turned the Buddhist beads in his hand bit by bit and slowly closed his eyes. As for begging for mercy, that was out of the question.

After sitting in meditation in the Sutra Library for decades, the Sweeping Monk had already tempered his mind to be extremely tough. He now looked upon life and death as a matter of course. What was the joy of living, and what was the pain of death!
But there was still some regret in his heart, as he had never seen the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Shh!"

Ten silver-white sword energies shuttled through it, freezing the lives of many martial arts masters. Tears and blood watered the wild flowers and grasses on the roadside, making them instantly beautiful and tempting.

Drinking the blood of the strong, all the grasses and flowers glow, and a faint spirituality is nurtured in them. The whole Wudang Mountain is different now!

[Ding! You killed the Shaolin Temple's heritage-sweeping monk who had been sitting in the Sutra Library for decades, and you have taken ten portions of purple luck! ]

[Ding! You killed Fang Longxiang, the second dragon leader of the Azure Dragon Society, a martial arts expert at the peak of immortality, and intercepted ten portions of purple luck! ]

[Ding! You killed Yang Yanyu, the fifth dragon leader of the Azure Dragon Society and the young master of the Yang family of Tianbo Mansion, and you have intercepted ten portions of martial arts luck! ]

【…】

The reminder lingered in his ears. Shen Yuanliang had made a fortune. He rubbed his hands, looking very excited.

(End of this chapter)