Hundreds of troops looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was stained with blood, but they did not dare to step forward because the blood was all his enemies.

He has not been injured until now. He has been adding a hundred years of true power to the extreme, and he is not like a mortal.

"snort!"

Zhang Sanfeng took one step forward, the pure Yang true power surged, and the century-old true power burst out together.

Almost in an instant, a three-meter-high red flame divine palm swept out and swept out the elite soldiers and generals. This attack killed hundreds of elite Yuan soldiers!

At this time, Song Yuanqiao and Master Miejue were no longer able to speak on Wudang Mountain.

Especially Song Yuanqiao's face changed. His master was so powerful? He was so relaxed when he fought against the Thousand Yuan Army and the four major masters of Mongolia with his own strength?

"Song Daxia, Master Ling, is truly a great master who has never been born in ancient times!"

Master Mie Jue said in convincingly.

There were only three or four hundred elite soldiers who attacked her Emei Sect, but under such circumstances, the Emei Sect could not resist it. She tried her best to kill the enemy, but she only killed a hundred elite Mongolian soldiers. This was already extremely powerful.

Master Mie Jue sighed, his eyes a little incredible, "Realistically speaking, Zhenren Zhang is already a hundred years old. Unexpectedly, under such high-intensity attack and killing, he is not tired at all. Could it be that Zhenren Zhang has really become an immortal?"

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly, "Master has always been unfathomable. When I was walking with my master, my master had never encountered an enemy. He was only injured after fighting with the Baishu Taoist. Unexpectedly, his skills have become more and more pure over the years!"

Master Mie Jue was deeply touched. Only when her strength increased greatly could she be able to kill hundreds of elite soldiers.

I originally thought that I was already very close to Zhang Sanfeng, but I didn’t expect that the gap between the two was still like a natural barrier!

After killing all the Yuan soldiers and Tartars at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng let out a deep breath.

A hint of fatigue appeared on his face. He had been fighting for so long, even though he was invincible in this world, he was old and was already a little overwhelmed!

Zhang Sanfeng walked to an inconspicuous tree at the foot of Wudang Mountain, looking at A San who was already dying, only incoming air and not outgoing air, a stream of invisible true power penetrated his body and was input into A San.

With this true power, A San's breathing gradually stabilized. Zhang Sanfeng picked up A San, jumped, and soon arrived on the mountain.

"Yuanqiao, this is the culprit that severely damaged your third junior brother back then, that is, the only surviving disciple of the Vajra Sect, A San, but now he is a useless person, so you can leave it to Daiyan for disposal."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, "I understand, I will let the third brother deal with it."

"Master, is there anything wrong with you?"

Song Yuanqiao said worriedly that Zhang Sanfeng was like his father in his heart, and of course he did not want to see his father be injured.

Zhang Sanfeng Qingtingtai and Song Yuanqiao, "I'm fine, I'm just fighting one after another, and I'm a little weak."

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, the worry on his face slowly dissipated, but there was still a solemnity that had not dissipated. The Yuan army was coming in full force, and Wudang Mountain was not completely safe.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng said again, "The remote bridge is sealed with Wudang Mountain Gate, and Wudang disciples are sent to strictly inspect. Whenever there is a movement of Yuan soldiers, they will report it in time. As the army, they will go into seclusion!"

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly to Song Yuanqiao, without any hesitation, and directly entered the Zhenwu Hall and began to retreat. He had a deep internal strength. Although he was tired, he was still energetic!

"There are more than two months left, and then we will fight Basiba. In this battle, I will annihilate the four masters of the Ruyang Palace and thousands of Yuan troops. They must be afraid and dare not come in a short period of time. As a great master of the generation, Basiba will naturally not go back on his word. What remains is hard practice to enhance his strength!"

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng once again fell into hard work, but at the foot of the mountain, there was a huge wave.

"Wudang Zhenren Zhang killed thousands of Yuan troops at the foot of Wudang Mountain at the age of a hundred years, and was with the four major masters of Mongolia and the number one in the martial arts world. He is indeed well-known!"

"The six major martial arts sects in the Central Plains martial arts world have destroyed three of them, and the Shaolin Temple cannot seal the silk. It is really a shame for the martial arts world!"

"Wudang Mountain is not afraid of killing the enemy in front of a strong enemy, and is extremely brave and has greatly defeated the majesty of Mongolia. It should be the largest martial arts sect in the Central Plains, and is above Shaolin Temple."

At the foot of the mountain, the martial arts world kept talking, but there was only one meaning between words.

That is, Shaolin Temple is no longer worthy of being the leader of the Central Plains martial arts world. The new leader should be Wudang Mountain and Wudang Sect Zhang Zhenren!

On Tianshan Mountain, Basiba's eyes were deep, and his face, which had not changed at all, had a solemn look for the first time.

"You can fight against thousands of elite troops of our Yuan army alone with one force, killing the Lu Jianke, A Da, A Er, and severely damaging A San. Have you seen this with your own eyes?"

Under Basiba, Sange half-kneeled on the ground, "All this is seen by the disciples with their own eyes, and there is no falsehood, especially the Tai Chi diagram, which is profound and profound, and the disciples don't understand!"

Sange said truthfully that when Zhang Sanfeng was killing all directions, he was watching quietly beside the valley.

He didn't take action. He knew that once he took action, he would have no way out and Zhang Sanfeng would kill him directly.

"Tai Chi diagram?"

Basiba frowned!

"It's a pattern of yin and yang blending. When the disciple sees it, his mind is shaking and he can't calm down at all."

"oh?"

The solemn expression on Basiba's face became even stronger.

"Then what will he behave after the battle, but how weak he looks?"

"I just look at him, but I'm a little weak. After all, he is over a hundred years old and is not energetic."

Basiba shook her head, "You retreat. During this period, I will be relieved and don't go to Wudang Mountain again. Zhang Sanfeng is really amazing. Then wait two months later, I will fight with him and Kunlun Mountain!"

After Sanger retreated, Basipa opened her eyes again. In her eyes, it was as dark as the boundless night, dark and unfathomable.

"I don't know if it's his Tai Chi diagram or my Daoshima attacks the sky and the earth."

Basiba murmured, a gust of green wind blew by, and his figure had disappeared.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, the Ming Cult of the Central Plains showed its might and swept away waves of Yuan army.

He was strong, and there was another person in the Ming Cult, named Zhu Yuanzhang, who was extremely exquisite in military strategy.

The Yuan soldiers killed only a few thousand troops under his command were frightened and did not dare to approach. They were famous among the Ming Cult!
Chapter completed!