Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 63 Taking the opportunity to cover up the truth and arrest Cheng Kun

Damn man, not dead.

This in itself is an irony.

Zhang Cuishan and Lu Hengbao were hired, but Cheng Kun was also booked.

Because he lied, he will definitely get back. The only way is to insist that the dragon sword is true.

But the real dragon-slaying knife is not so important.

"It's Zhang Zhenren, congratulations to Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday, you can be said to be the old birthday star of martial arts!"

"Yes, Master Zhang hasn't been out of Wudang for more than ten years, but Wudang is thriving, envious."

"If my Kongtong faction had such capable people, I don't know how great it would be."

Huashan, Kunlun and Kongtong, the three schools of yin and yang have strange qi, obviously celebrating a birthday.

His eyes looked at Lu Heng.

In this situation, Song Yuanqiao looked displeased, and said: "If you are not sincere in coming to the birthday banquet, please come here and leave Wudang."

With Lu Heng as an innate master to protect him.

After Song Yuanqiao and others also possessed the top strength in the Jianghu, Wudang became hardened, and it was okay to not buy anyone's face.

Zhang Sanfeng lived a hundred years old, and he is also a famous elder in Wulin.

To be ridiculed like this is not to embarrass the Wudang faction.

Lu Heng smiled slightly and said: "Oh, then the three of you don't want the Dragon Slaying Saber anymore, please go down the mountain here."

As soon as this word comes out.

The faces of the three factions changed drastically.

They never thought that Lu Heng would have such an appearance. Originally, they wanted to be a spectator and watch jokes.

Who knows, the biggest joke is themselves.

"No, no, how dare we make a mistake, Master Zhang is the Big Dipper of Wulin Taishan, and I, He Taichong, have no intention of conflicting with Wudang."

The Kunlun faction took the lead in apologizing.

The other two factions took a look and sighed in their hearts.

Lu Heng didn't know that when they went to the Yellow Crane Tower, they once got together to discuss secretly, wanting to kidnap Wudang morally, and discussing a conspiracy alliance.

It's a pity that Lu Heng was intimidated, and now the five major factions can no longer unite.

They also coveted the dragon sword.

It was because of this that they didn't dare to be presumptuous, otherwise they would lose their qualifications for the dragon sword auction, and they would also be targeted by Wudang, and they would even become the laughing stock of martial arts.

No matter which one, it is not something they can afford.

"Since Sect Leader He said this, he is a friend of Wudang, Yuan Qiao, send Sect Leader He to the main table for a seat."

"As for the Kongtong faction and Huashan faction, I don't know if the five elders of Kongtong, you and the head of Huashan are Xian Yutong, what other ideas do you have?"

Lu Heng stepped forward.

The two factions retreated immediately, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a sign of nervousness and weakness.

"What are you retreating from? You are poor and don't eat people, especially you, Elder Tang Wenliang, but you are hostile to Lu. What do you want to kill?"

"Ok?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Wudang's disciples immediately showed their weapons.

Zhang Sanfeng even came forward with a kind of regret, and said lightly: "Mu Lingzi, the founder of Kongtong, is in the same line of Taoism as the old Taoist. We have met several times. If you don't want to be friends with Wudang, the door is here. Side, please do yourself."

Lu Heng didn't expect that his senior brother would give him a magical assist.

Tang Wenliang was glared at by two innate masters, how dare he stab him.

Knowing that Zhang Sanfeng was venting his anger on his apprentice Zhang Cuishan, he moved his mouth and wanted to leave with a flick of his sleeve, but was held back by Zong Weixia.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhang, my junior brother has been feeling unwell recently, and my Kongtong faction is no different from Wudang. Please forgive me, Master Zhang."

Kong Tong was domineering and rude, but he didn't dare to be so rude in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

As for the two factions of Shaolin Temple and Emei, they had already landed in front of the main table. Seeing the scene in front of them looked at each other, they felt that Zhang Sanfeng was so strange, which made them even more chilling.

But that's not the way to say it.

They don't think it's wrong for them to threaten Zhang Cuishan, but when others do this, they feel uncomfortable, and they are double standards.

Lu Heng saw it out of the corner of his eye, smiled and said: "Perhaps, Elder Tang, the head of the sect, and a few masters who can't be named, might as well go to the main table to invite them."

As for the Huashan School.

Lu Heng didn't take it seriously at all. The so-called leader was rare, and it was okay to play tricks and tricks, but if it was martial arts, it was not as good as Song Yuanqiao and others, so it was not worth him to show up.

"Let's go, the heroes of the Jianghu are very proud of the Wudang faction. I believe that some comrades don't know me as a junior."

"His name is Lu Heng, and he is the number one master of my Wudang sect. He is more powerful than the old Taoists. If there is something taboo in the future, please forgive me."

Zhang Sanfeng walked like flying, came to welcome the host and sat down.

It is in the square outside the Zhenwu Hall, protected by Wudang disciples.

There are 50 inner disciples, all of whom are first-class in the world.

Even if they are outer disciples, there are thirty first-rate masters, and the weakest ones are also at the peak of second-rate.

The Wudang School, not counting the fourth-generation disciples, has more than 500 members, a total of more than [-] masters.

When the heroes saw this scene, they were dumbfounded.

Because there were too many masters, they were almost overwhelmed and couldn't lift their heads, and they were horrified.

Lu Heng smiled and said: "Senior brother is too modest, and the praise is false. I, Lu Heng, are still very young, and I still need a lot of help from my colleagues. If you have any embarrassing things, you can also come to Wudang to find me."

"Of course, if you are a traitor and a criminal, if you come, I will kill one, and if you come, I will kill the other. You should be kind to others."

Lu Heng looked around.

No one dared to look at him.

In Shaolin Temple, some people sat like needle cushions.

"Senior Brother Yuanzhen, but I'm not feeling well, why don't I accompany Senior Brother to rest?"

"No need, I'm okay, it's just that I've had a bad stomach."

Cheng Kun found that he had been firmly locked by several qi, and felt a little uneasy.

The strongest one among them is Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king.

Lu Heng said birthday wishes in front.

The surrounding guests just cooperated and echoed, no one dared to sing against it.

Three rounds of wine.

Zhang Sanfeng left first, and went to the side hall to receive the heads of various sects.

Lu Heng just took a few glances in the front hall and smiled slightly.

His eyes fell on Yuan Zhen.

"Junior brother, I'm a bit inconvenient. I'm going to the latrine. I may go down the mountain first. You don't have to wait for me. If the abbot and senior uncle come out, please accuse me."

Yuan really didn't dare to stay, so he could only say a few words to Yuan Xing beside him, and left the table quietly.

Yin Tian is looking at Lu Heng.

"You can start!"

Cheng Kun wants to escape, where can he escape.

Lu Heng will not miss this good show, the layout is so big, isn't it just for this guy, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, there are at least a dozen masters of Tianzun Palace gathered at the foot of Wudang Mountain. gather.

Song Yuanqiao watched from outside Zhenwu Hall, Lu Heng made a special trip to Zhenwu Hall first, and then left through the back door.

With the help of the night, the person disappeared in place as soon as he turned around.

"Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun, where else do you want to escape to?"

"Could it be that you want to report to Ruyang King? Don't think that there are more than ten thousand yuan soldiers gathered thirty miles away from the mountain. We don't know. Just wait for you to get into the pit and want to escape. Catch this guy for me."

"White-browed Eagle King, I, Shaolin Temple, have no grievances with you Tianying. Why do you want to make things difficult for me? I don't know what Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun is. I am Yuanzhen, a monk from Shaolin Temple."

Cheng Kun is on the run, and he still wants to pick himself out at this time.

Yin Tianzheng didn't give him a chance, he directly grabbed the hand with the eagle's claws, and wanted to go forward to capture it.

But it was blocked by a finger.

"Huan Yinzhi, and said that you are not Cheng Kun, let this old man take it! Hand it over to my virtuous brother!"

"Master Yang, what are you doing?"

"What, Yang Dingtian, it's impossible!"

Cheng Kun was frightened, there was no time to turn his head, and there was no one behind him, so he knew that he was cheated, but when he wanted to escape with luck, Yin Tianzheng directly fixed several big acupoints all over his body.

"You lied to me!"

"Say you are stupid, you are really stupid and pitiful, take it away!"

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)