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Any martial arts master struck by the energy ripples will suffer severe injuries, even if they manage to escape unscathed.
not far away.
The Wudang disciples wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by the acting sect leader, Song Yuanqiao.
“None of you need to lift a finger; Junior Nephew Wuji alone can sweep away this group of martial arts masters.”
Song Yuanqiao remembered clearly that just a few days ago, Zhang Wuji could even crush the Xuanming Elders. Now that he had obtained the Heaven Sword and the Dragon Saber, he would have enough power to protect himself even if he was outmatched by the siege of hundreds of martial arts masters.
At the same time, this incident will dampen the arrogance of the five major sects, otherwise Wudang will have no face to stand in the martial arts world in the future!
“That’s right, we should leave this matter to Wuji. His strength has improved again.”
Just at this time.
Zhang Sanfeng walked out of the Zixiao Palace. He looked even younger, and his every move exuded an air of otherworldly elegance.
"Master, you've finally woken up."
"Master..."
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were overjoyed, relieved to see that Zhang Sanfeng was alright.
"Well, I'm fine. I was just a little engrossed in my cultivation."
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, watching the young Zhang Wuji not far away, slaughtering his way through the flock like a tiger among sheep, his expression calm.
Rumbling--
Just then, dark clouds surged over Wudang Mountain, and the weather, which had been clear and sunny just moments before, suddenly turned into a fierce wind, with powerful energy gusts sweeping across the area outside the main hall.
"What's going on? Even I, an old man, feel a chilling power!"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the sky with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. As far as he could see, dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, then began to swirl like a vortex. Arcs of lightning appeared and illuminated Wudang Mountain.
This sudden turn of events stunned the masters of the five major sects.
And at this time.
The young Zhang Wuji spoke with great conviction.
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple transforms into divine thunder, its majestic heavenly power drawn forth by the sword."
As soon as the sound came out.
The experts from the five major sects all turned to look at Zhang Wuji, their faces filled with horror, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.
They saw the young Zhang Wuji raise the Heaven-Slaying Sword and unleash a divine lightning bolt, which, in the instant it passed the blade, struck the crowd, piercing the heart of Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin Temple.
puff! ! !
Saw this scene.
The experts from all the major sects present were terrified.
Chapter 74: Severing the divine weapon in front of everyone and gaining a lost martial arts technique!
Boom!
Boom!
Rumbling--
Outside the Zixiao Hall of Wudang Mountain, the young Zhang Wuji was enveloped in an inverted bowl-shaped light curtain. Streaks of lightning fell from the vortex of dark clouds in the sky, as if summoned by the Yitian Sword in his hand.
This scene.
This terrified the masters from all the major sects, and some of them even cried on the spot, begging Zhang Wuji for mercy.
"Immortal! This is the work of an immortal! Run!"
"Immortal, please don't kill me. I was wrong. I shouldn't have attacked you."
"Don't panic, everyone. This person must be using some kind of sorcery. He won't last long. Join me in fighting this enemy."
"That's right. The idea of using a sword to draw divine lightning must just be a coincidence, and it's related to the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand."
"We will avenge our master and reclaim the Heaven-Reliant Sword!"
Two different opinions soon emerged among the five major sects.
When Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple saw Yuanzhen being killed, how could he swallow this anger? The disciples of the Emei Sect also drew their swords and shouted loudly that they wanted to avenge Abbess Miejue.
"A bunch of ants, come and meet your death. No need for further nonsense."
As soon as lightning flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes, it was indeed very difficult for him to use the Divine Sword Lightning Control Technique with his current cultivation level, but he could hold on for another ten or so breaths.
Hearing those martial arts masters utter words of fearlessness, he simply let loose and decided to unleash a massacre today.
If necessary, an entire faction may even be killed to intimidate the world!
Peng! ! !
Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple was the first to arrive. He chanted Buddhist mantras and raised his golden staff, which brought with it a fierce gust of wind and tide, and smashed it down in front of Zhang Wuji.
Unfortunately.
The Shaolin monk's all-out attack failed to break through the energy barrier. With a loud clang, the powerful recoil sent him and his staff flying more than ten meters away.
"Why are you so strong!"
Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin glared and let out a low growl.
"You old bald monk, you should die too!"
Zhang Wuji responded coldly, and as he spoke, he swung the Heaven Sword and unleashed a peerless strike. Sword energy and lightning struck out simultaneously, and to everyone's horrified gaze, Master Kongwen was cut in two.
puff-
A sound rang out.
Abbot Kongwen, whose strength was close to that of a late-stage Grandmaster, died just like that.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A series of muffled thunderclaps echoed in the arena. After killing Abbot Kongwen, Zhang Wuji did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he summoned divine lightning bolts, which struck dozens of innate masters or those below the level of grandmaster.
Any martial arts master struck by lightning, even if they don't die, will be severely injured on the spot, lying motionless in a pool of blood.
"escape!"
"Let's go quickly!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"I was wrong, please, immortal, have mercy on me this time."
"Woooooooo..."
Faced with absolute power, the desire to live surpassed even basic desires.
First, Abbess Miejue, the head of the Emei Sect, was killed; then, two grandmaster monks from the Shaolin Temple were killed; and now, dozens of martial arts masters have been instantly killed or severely injured.
The masters of the five major sects finally despaired. At this point, they no longer fantasized about seizing the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword, let alone the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun.
They now have only one request: to leave Wudang alive.
As for revenge, he wouldn't even dare to think about it. If he angered this immortal-like youth, he could expect his entire family to be wiped out!
"Hmph, those who kill will be killed in return. You hypocrites deserve to die!"
Zhang Wuji shouted in a deep voice.
Although he was only ten years old, his powerful internal energy and thunderous aura made his words extremely intimidating, causing people to tremble with fear.
Just as he was about to unleash another massacre, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, who was not far away, spoke up.
"Wuji, let's leave it at that for today. I doubt they'll dare to cause trouble for Wudang again. If there's a next time, I'll personally wipe them out."
Zhang Sanfeng spoke slowly, not because he was worried about retaliation from the major sects, but because he did not want the Central Plains martial arts world to be involved in internal strife.
With the world in chaos, the martial arts world of the Central Plains should join forces to deal with the Yuan Dynasty army. He understood the principle that when the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.
"Fine, for the sake of my master, you'd better get out of here. If any of you want revenge, I, Zhang Wuji, will wipe out your entire sect."
Zhang Wuji spoke indifferently, not forgetting to make a threat.
Perhaps some of the remaining martial arts masters are not afraid of death, but with the bond of a sect, things become different.
Upon hearing this, the martial arts masters from various schools felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they fled like the tide, carrying the wounded or the dead, wishing they could leave as fast as they could.
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"Hmph, you little thief, hand over the Heaven-Slaying Sword of our Emei Sect, or I, Ding Minjun, will not leave today!"
Suddenly.
One of the disciples of the Emei Sect stepped forward. This person was a direct disciple of Abbess Miejue. He was arrogant and domineering, with a sharp tongue that could expose other people's secrets and boss his fellow disciples around.
The reason she dared to stand up and rebuke Zhang Wuji was not because she was fearless of death, but because she wanted to establish her authority in front of the other disciples.
Now that Abbess Miejue is dead, she is undoubtedly one of the candidates to become the next leader of Emei Sect, so she is going all out to gain popularity.
However, this ignorant act cost her her life.