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Chapter 117 Demon Sect Leaders—Wulin Leaders Conference(1/2)

One by one, the martial arts people who were usually unlimitedly glorious walked out of prison in a mess.

"Thank you, Young Master Song." The polite person bowed.

"Thank you, Young Master Song."

"It is the honor of Wudang to have a capable man like Young Master Song!"

On the side of Master Miejue, she whispered: "Zhiruo, why don't you go over and chat? You are so familiar with Song Qingshu that you can show your goodwill."

Mie Jue completely forgot how he confronted Chen Anlin before.

Zhou Zhiruo's face turned bitter. She didn't want to do this, but she had received the education of "it's hard to violate the order of a teacher" since she was a child and walked towards Chen Anlin.

"Senior Brother Song, we are now poisoned and have lost all our martial arts skills. There are many soldiers outside. What should we do next?" Zhou Zhiruo was very bitter.

Originally, she and Chen Anlin had a good relationship, but by chance, she and Chen Anlin had already described strangers.

Chen Anlin didn't think much about it and said, "Everyone can follow me."

"Okay, Young Master Song, please trouble you."

"It's a blessing for Young Master Song."

Chen Anlin didn't say nonsense, and asked the Ming Cult disciples behind him to support everyone, and then ran out first.

There was a mess in the camp outside at this time.

Countless soldiers fell to the ground.

This is because as soon as Chen Anlin came over, he used light skills and sprinkled ten fragrant soft muscle powder into the bottom.

These soldiers were basically all gathered together, so just now at least half of them were caught and fell to the ground.

There were also those who were not caught, but they soon fought with the disciples of the Ming Cult, so it was so noisy outside.

As soon as they went out, two returning soldiers came over.

Chen Anlin activated the Jiuyang magic skill and punched it out, and the two soldiers flew out in an instant.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Suddenly, several soldiers, led by the squad leader, began to shoot arrows here.

Whoosh swosh swosh!!!

A series of sharp arrows shot in, and seeing that they were about to kill many people here, Chen Anlin's magical skills were activated, and an invisible energy gushed out!

Immediately, Chen Anlin pushed hard, and a large number of bows and arrows seemed to encounter gas and all fell down.

Even though he didn't even shoot a bow and arrow.

This scene shocked everyone.

"The Nine Yang Divine Art is really powerful!"

Some people are envious.

Chen Anlin rushed out and pushed the huge force again.

"boom!"

“Ahhh…………”

“Ahhh…………”

The soldiers in front of them felt a huge air wall hit.

Immediately afterwards, they all flew backwards!

This is strength, no one is a general in one combination!

The battle situation here attracted the attention of other people from the Ming Cult. The White-Browed Eagle King and the Green-Winged Bat King rushed over and picked everyone up to leave the manor and leave the place.

……………………

late at night.

In a place called Luliuzhuang, a pretty woman is playing the guzheng in her boudoir.

"Dangdang...Dangdangdang..."

"Clang clang clang...clang clang clang..."

The melody is very beautiful.

In the calm Green Willow Village, there are many masters around. From time to time, you can see teams of soldiers walking back and forth to guard this place.

When these soldiers walked around, their eyes looked at the place where the melody was coming from time to time.

Admiration appeared on their faces.

Because there is the girl in their minds, the daughter of King Ruyang: Zhao Min!

She is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also proficient in calligraphy and military tactics and is extremely intelligent.

Many of the grievances and grievances in the world actually come from her hands.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Suddenly, two old men rushed over outside.

"Who?" shouted the sergeant.

"The two elders Xuanming are the same!"

When the soldiers heard the sound, they didn't dare to say a word.

Because the two elders Xuanming are not only powerful in martial arts, but also cruel and ruthless, whoever makes them unhappy will be in trouble.

However, these two men had already surrendered to Zhao Min to do her job.

The sound of the guzheng stopped, and the two elders Xuanming knelt outside the door: "The two elders Xuanming, see the lord."

Zhao Min's voice came: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"The place where the six major sects are imprisoned... has been robbed!" The two elders Xuanming looked ugly.

After they got the news, they arrived as soon as possible.

"What?" Who did it?

"It's Song Qingshu, the leader of the Ming Cult."

"Song Qingshu..."

Zhao Min muttered, "Isn't this person a disciple of Wudangshan? How could he become the leader of the Ming Cult?"

"According to the reports of our internal traitors within the Ming Cult, this person has a good fortune. He actually obtained the Ming Cult Town Cult's Kung Fu, the Great Shift of the Universe, and also obtained the Nine Yang Divine Arts, two major martial arts, and the Ming Cult and Wudang Mountain have a good relationship, so he became the leader of the Ming Cult!"

Another old man continued: "I don't know how this kid knew the place where we were detained. He attacked that place while the chaos was in the chaos, and all those people were rescued."

"Dangdangdangdangdang……………”

suddenly.

The guzheng in the house started playing indiscriminately.

immediately.

"collapse!"

The zither strings collapsed.

"I have checked this Song Qingshu before. He seems to be a greedy person who is afraid of death. How could he get such two great opportunities?"

Zhao Min is extremely wise, she really can't figure it out.

"I don't know." The two elders Xuanming said together.

"I understand, you guys.........get off!"

Zhao Min sighed.

"yes!"

The two elders of Xuanming just used people's money to eliminate disasters. They just did things. As for what the master was worried about, it had nothing to do with them!

The two elders Xuanming left soon.

Zhao Min looked at the broken zheng string in front of him and sighed: "The string has been broken. No matter how well he plays it in front, all his previous efforts will be wasted."

At this moment, she realized that all her previous efforts were wasted in this action.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from outside.

"Um?"

Zhao Min's face changed: "Who!"

No one speaks.

Responding to her was the sound of the window breaking.
To be continued...
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