After they finished eating, they continued their journey. Lu Fei ordered some people to use the 'Black Jade Continuing Ointment' to treat Yin Liting's injury.
Along the way, Zhou Dian said, "Jiaozhu, you said these Mongolian soldiers will come back, but we have been walking for a whole day and we have not seen their shadow. Could it be that they have been killed by Jiaozhu that they are scared?"
Lu Fei also had some doubts; he seemed to remember that there was some kind of conspiracy involved, but for the moment he could not remember. After a while, he suddenly slapped his own head and said, "Wei Fu Wang, I will have to trouble you to go to Shaolin Temple and take a look at the situation there. I am afraid they have already suffered a disaster." Wei Yixiao accepted the order and left.
Yang Xiao nodded and said, "Since the disciples of other sects have been massacred, naturally it will be difficult for Shaolin Temple to escape."
Lu Fei said, "We must immediately rush to Mount Wudang and catch the people who framed us in the act. Since they want to overturn the Wulin world, Shaolin and Wudang are inevitable."
Lu Fei said, "Shaolin has been destroyed, presumably Wudang is not far away. You should follow behind, I will go ahead and see if I can salvage the situation."
"Jiaozhu, please be careful."
"Jiaozhu, please take care of yourself."
Lu Fei rode his horse and galloped toward Mount Wudang at night and night. He hoped that Zhao Min had not attacked Wudang yet, otherwise once Zhang Sanfeng was injured, in the entire Mount Wudang, only Zhang Wuji would be able to take control of the overall situation. However, although his internal energy was profound, he did not know if he could deal with Zhao Min and the others' martial art masters.
Along the way, he did not stop to rest. When he reached the border of Mount Wudang, he dismounted and galloped. He saw groups of people and horses were constantly marching toward Mount Wudang. He thought that fortunately the enemy had not attacked yet, but they were indeed fast enough.
By the time Lu Fei arrived at the foot of Mount Wudang, the sky was already bright. He ran all the way up the mountain. When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, four people suddenly flashed out from the grass and shouted, "Who's there?"
Seeing that they were not Taoist priests, Lu Fei's figure flashed and sealed their acupoints, then rushed to the top of the mountain. Along the way, there were guards who came out to stop him, but they were all dealt with by Lu Fei one by one. When he arrived at the top of the mountain, the square in front of the hall was densely packed with people. Lu Fei used his Qing Gong and shuttled through the crowd. Many people only felt a gust of wind blowing beside them. Only those in the hall with better eyesight could see clearly that the enemy was attacking.
Just as Lu Fei was about to reach the entrance of the hall, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from both sides. His figure paused, and he exchanged a palm with the incoming person. An extremely cold true qi invaded his body, but Lu Fei operated his internal energy, and that cold true qi immediately disappeared without a trace under the Nine Yang Divine Art. He forced the person to retreat and flashed into the hall. He happened to see four people surrounding an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard. Zhang Wuji was lying limply on the side, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive. The other Taoist priests in the hall had their swords drawn and bows bent; it looked like they were about to step forward.
Lu Fei shouted loudly and attacked one of the four people, a tall and sturdy man. The man quickly changed his stance and turned around to punch the incoming person. Lu Fei used the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi technique to bring the man's fist to the side and hit another thin monk. The man was shocked and pulled back his fist, but Lu Fei had already pressed his palm on the pit of his stomach. The curly-bearded man with blue eyes from the Western Regions came to Lu Fei's rescue. Lu Fei turned his head around and used the Kang Yi Kun Da Nuo Yi technique to meet the man's palm head-on. The man was sent flying by the violent qi, and staggered backward until he hit a pillar.
The tall and sturdy man from before and the other monk came forward to attack from both sides. Lu Fei's left hand used the Eighteen Subduing Palms to meet the tall and sturdy man's palm, while his right hand secretly used the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi technique to bring the man's fist to the side and hit the tall and sturdy man. The tall and sturdy man had to deal with the attacks from both sides in an instant, so he was flustered. Fortunately, the monk pulled back his fist midway. The tall and sturdy man was hit by Lu Fei's palm and flew backward and hit the wall.
The monk and the other man in quail clothes came forward to attack. Seeing that the two of them were not afraid of death, Lu Fei snorted coldly. He thought that since they were so brave and fierce, he would let them have a taste of the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi's power. Immediately he moved his hand and the two of them attacked each other. His technique was extremely fast. While he was using the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi, he had already sent out both of his palms and used the Shocking a Hundred Li to attack the two of them.
The two of them pulled back their palms and fists, but how could they deal with Lu Fei's two palms? They immediately tried to block. The two of them were sent flying and rolled a few times on the ground. With great difficulty they stood up and returned to Zhao Min's side.
Lu Fei did not look at the others. He bowed to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Junior Lu Fei, the leader of the Ming Cult, greets Zhenren Zhang."
Zhang Sanfeng was puzzled. Zhang Wuji excitedly said, "It's Big Brother."
Lu Fei turned to Zhao Min, who was dressed like a young master, and said, "Why are you everywhere? Is it fun to pretend to be the Ming Cult? "
Anger flashed across Zhao Min's face. She said, "Everyone in Jianghu says that Wudang is a famous sect. It turns out that they are secretly in cahoots with the Devil Cult. This kid even recognizes the leader of the Devil Cult as his big brother. It seems that Wudang follows the Devil Cult's lead. Wudang's own martial arts are not worth mentioning."
Lu Fei was about to speak when suddenly a voice came from outside the hall, "When Zhenren Zhang shook the Wulin world, your old man was not even born yet. Is this something that a junior like you can say? You don't know the rules. " As soon as the voice fell, a green figure appeared in the hall. The dozen or so people behind Zhao Min showed anger on their faces. It looked like they were about to attack together.
Wei Yixiao ignored them and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng. He said, "I am Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King of the Ming Cult. I greet Zhenren Zhang."
Zhang Sanfeng now understood. He nodded and smiled. "I hope you can forgive me for not being able to welcome you."
Zhao Min's people saw that they seemed to be reminiscing about the old days and did not put their own people in their eyes at all. A thin and small middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "I have long heard that Wei Yixiao's qinggong is outstanding. Today I would like to ask for your guidance." As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow rushed toward Wei Yixiao.
Wei Yixiao laughed and said darkly, "You think you are worthy?" Immediately the green figure flashed and disappeared. Wei Yixiao had been famous for dozens of years. His qinggong was unparalleled in the world. Even Lu Fei could barely match Wei Yixiao after learning the "Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi". The thin and small middle-aged man's qinggong was not bad, but his hand skills were not good. After fighting with Wei Yixiao for a while, he knew he was no match for him and began to run in circles in the hall.
The Wudang people ridiculed him one after another. "I was wondering what kind of expert he was. Turns out he is just a coward who only knows how to run away."
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