The blood of the heavens

Chapter 141 Showdown

In fact, it's not that Mo Shenggu doesn't know how to be grateful, and it's not that Song Yuanqiao doesn't know how to be grateful. It's really a coincidence that Zhang Yuzhu appeared.

Zhang Cuishan and the others had just come back and met Yuan Bing, and they were met by Zhang Yuzhu's master and apprentice, and then rescued them.

What happened after that was even more of a coincidence.

As soon as Zhang Wuji was taken away, Zhang Yuzhu chased him out and rescued Zhang Wuji.

Even he almost forgot about Xuanming God's Palm, but the young head of the Blood Sword Sect in front of him actually knew it very well.

And they were able to save Zhang Wuji from the heirs of Baishang Daoist, which had to make them have other thoughts.

That's a Taoist with a hundred losses!

Especially after Song Yuanqiao saw the information collected by Wudang.

Zhang Yuzhu was obviously heading for Wudang Mountain along the way.

The most important thing is that they have never heard of their reputation before.

They just popped out of nowhere.

What's more, Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng, who had been hit by Xuanming God's palm, saved his life, but Zhang Sanfeng's vitality was also seriously injured.

Now that the birthday banquet is approaching, Zhang Cuishan returns, Zhang Wuji is seriously injured, and Zhang Sanfeng's vitality is seriously injured.

And who was following Zhang Cuishan when he disappeared, all martial arts people are very clear.

Now that Zhang Cuishan is back, it's time to forget what happened back then.

But at this time, Zhang Sanfeng's vitality was seriously injured.

Song Yuanqiao had to be cautious for Wudang plan.

This is also the reason why Mo Shenggu tried to test Zhang Yuzhu and Song Yuanqiao not only did not stop him, but also agreed.

In fact, all this is too coincidental.

"Senior brother!"

Zhang Cuishan looked at his junior brother, he was not like this before!
"Fifth Brother, I'll just make gestures with Master Zhang, it's fine!"

Mo Shenggu listened to Zhang Cuishan's voice, but didn't care.

"Master Zhang, please!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Yuzhu carried the giant hammer and followed Mo Shenggu to the martial arts arena in Wudang.

The sword is like a dragon, and the cold light is shining!
This Mo Shenggu is indeed Zhang Sanfeng's personal disciple.

Just this swordsmanship is quite powerful, and coupled with his solid internal strength, he has already reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Shenggu's sword was already in front of Zhang Yuzhu.

For ordinary people, they really can only hide or block them.

But who is Zhang Yuzhu?

That is the living Shura who has suppressed the Daming Jianghu for more than a hundred years, and he has watched countless swordsmanship, and his fighting consciousness is extremely keen.

What's more, Zhang Yuzhu's Tiangang Dominant Body was cultivated in vain?

I saw Zhang Yuzhu turned sideways slightly, and then dodged, but the giant hammer in his hand was already smashing down on Mo Shenggu.

The momentum of this hammer, even Zhang Cuishan who was watching the battle by the side, felt extremely shocking, it was too strong!
Standing at Zhang Cuishan's side, one could hear the sound of the wind driven by the giant hammer. If it hit someone, that person would immediately become a meatloaf.

Mo Shenggu was not in a hurry, he had already taken the upper hand, looked at Zhang Yuzhu's sideways, the sword in his hand turned, and changed from stabbing to slashing, if Zhang Yuzhu didn't hide, he would die.

However, Zhang Yuzhu didn't seem to see it, and smashed the giant hammer in his hand, as if he didn't see the sword edge.

Zhang Cuishan on the side saw this, but became anxious.

Isn't this just a sparring, why did this start to fight for life?

The style of play of these two people is a life-for-life style of play.

When Mo Shenggu saw Zhang Yuzhu not dodging or evading, he was also shocked, but it was too late to dodge at this time.

"My life is over!"

Mo Shenggu's heart was ruthless, seeing that Zhang Yuzhu's hammer had already fallen, and the sword in his hand was merciless.

Even if it is death, you have to pull a back.

"Be merciful!"

At this time, Song Yuanqiao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, already regretted testing Zhang Yuzhu, so what if he killed Zhang Yuzhu?
Can his junior brother survive?
He rushed over quickly.

Zhang Cuishan, who was standing closest, jumped on him, trying to separate the two.

However, by this time it was already too late.

Mo Shenggu's sword had already been cut on Zhang Yuzhu's body, but there was no blood stain, as if it was cut on a steel plate, the blade was curled.

Seeing the giant hammer falling on his head, Mo Shenggu's mind was blank.

"Little friend, be merciful!"

Hearing Song Yuanqiao's voice, Zhang Sanfeng rushed out of the room immediately, and saw that the giant hammer in Zhang Yuzhu's hand had already landed on Mo Shenggu's head.

He could only shout loudly, hoping that Zhang Yuzhu could hold the giant hammer in his hand.

However, no matter who it was, they closed their eyes in despair, Mo Shenggu was doomed!

It is possible if other weapons are used, but this is a giant hammer weighing hundreds of catties, how can it be contained?
"Buzz!"

Mo Shenggu's face was deformed by the air pressure under the hammer, but finally the giant hammer stopped.

"It's just a sparring!"

Zhang Yuzhu's voice sounded, "If you really want to kill you, even if your master Zhang Sloppy comes, it's useless!"

Seeing that Zhang Yuzhu put away the giant hammer in his hand, the people next to him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Cuishan directly pulled Mo Shenggu over, and at the same time looked at Zhang Yuzhu in horror.

He saw that Mo Shenggu's sword was already curled, and Zhang Yuzhu was unscathed.

What a terrifying external skill!
"Thank you, little friend, for your mercy!"

Zhang Sanfeng also came to the arena at this time, looking at the torn clothes on Zhang Yuzhu's waist and the curled sword in Mo Shenggu's hand, he understood that it was his apprentice who killed him first.

In this situation, if Zhang Yuzhu didn't kill Mo Shenggu, it was because of his mercy.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Yuzhu shook his head, "Sloppy Zhang!"

"Your apprentice can't do it!"

Hearing that Zhang Yuzhu didn't even call out to real people, Zhang Sanfeng was quite helpless.

"I haven't learned much about you, but I have a lot of thoughts!"

"If I really want to deal with you Wudang faction, I will use two giant hammers!"

As Zhang Yuzhu said, he hit the arena with a hammer, which frightened everyone.

Cracks appeared directly in the martial arts arena. This is a mountain, not a bluestone slab!
"Who in your Wudang can resist?"

"Even if you, Zhang Sloppy, are in the innate realm, so what?"

Looking at the huge hammer in Zhang Yuzhu's hand, and the way he just sent and received it freely, Zhang Sanfeng was quite clear about it.

If Zhang Yuzhu really wanted to destroy Wudang, he really had nothing to do.

As for killing Zhang Yuzhu?He didn't even think about it.

That's right, he, Zhang Sanfeng, was in an innate state, but the person in front of him didn't have any internal energy in his body.

However, with all his strength and the huge hammer in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng really wasn't sure he could take it down.

Realm sometimes does not equal combat power!
But who is Zhang Sanfeng?

That's not stingy, what kind of storms didn't you experience when you were young?

How much is face worth to him?

"Master Zhang is right!"

Zhang Sanfeng yelled at the incompetent apprentices, "You evildoers!"

"Don't even apologize to Master Zhang!"

"I haven't practiced my martial arts well, so why are there so many tricks in my heart?"

"If you have my strength, all schemes and tricks will be useless!"

Song Yuanqiao on the side was a little ashamed. He really didn't expect that his master would admit defeat.

Asking them to apologize, isn't that an admission of defeat?

"Master Zhang," Song Yuanqiao is worthy of being the second-generation head of Wudang, and he knows the essence of being able to bend and stretch, "It's me, Song Yuanqiao, who is the difference!"

"sorry!"

"Forget it!"

Zhang Yuzhu waved his hand directly, and he will need this sloppy one later to see why he can't cultivate his internal strength. It wouldn't look good if he really tore his face.

"Master Zhang!"

Zhang Sanfeng is not a long-winded person either, knowing that although Zhang Yuzhu's realm is not as high as his, his combat power is not weaker than him.

"I don't know why you came to my Wudang?"

"Actually, I asked you Zhang Sloppy for help!"

Zhang Yuzhu immediately had a showdown, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with burning eyes.

"Master Zhang, please tell me, as long as I am a veteran, I must be obliged to help!"

"Okay," Zhang Yuzhu nodded, "Then I won't hide it anymore!"

Zhang Yuzhu directly stated his intention for coming.

(End of this chapter)