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"Shenmen Thirteen Swords!"

"He actually mastered the thirteen swords of Wudang's unique art!"

"how can that be?!"

Some of the six masters had already recognized Feng Wuhen's sword move, and couldn't help but exclaimed!

Only the Seven Heroes of Wudang are qualified to practice the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen, and even if they can practice, it is impossible to transform thirteen sword shadows at once without decades of hard work!

Amidst the exclamation, Feng Wuhen and Juejue had already competed!

Although Jue Jue's second sword had almost used all its strength, it still didn't hurt Feng Wuhen at all, but the sword in Feng Wuhen's hand was already on Jue Jue's shoulder!

Extermination is defeated!

Yitianjian was defeated!

Not defeated by weapons, but defeated by swordsmanship!

In other words, the sword energy of the Yitian sword was defeated by the sword intent of the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen!

"This...!"

"His swordsmanship is actually even more subtle than the master's swordsmanship!"

"How did he become so strong!?"

The exclamation of Wudang disciples came again, and everyone looked at Feng Wuhen who had been humiliated and ridiculed by them countless times in disbelief, and they were all dumbfounded.

Even Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes of Wudang who were watching the battle were all stunned in place, the expressions on their faces could no longer be described with surprise.

"you lose!"

Feng Wuhen looked at Jue Xing, and said lightly, without a trace of expression on his face.

Juejue stared at Feng Wuhen fiercely, clenched his teeth tightly, his face turned pale from anger.

But if you lose, you lose, but she didn't expect that she would lose so thoroughly.

The corner of Feng Wuhen's mouth twitched, he withdrew the long sword, and put it into the sheath.

But Miejue, who became angry from embarrassment, suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Really Zhang, the poor nun lost! But the poor nun would like to ask Zhang Zhenren, has the Wudang faction really decided to protect the people of the Demon Cult?!"

"This young man is indeed strong in martial arts, and he has defeated the heads of three of the six major sects in a row, but the poor nun wants to ask whether his attitude represents the attitude of the Wudang sect! If this is the case, can the poor nun think that the Wudang sect Already colluded with the Demon Cult!?"

Juejue looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked loudly, emotionally.

Hearing Jue Jue's words, Feng Wuhen couldn't help frowning.

Looking at the extinction, Zhang Sanfeng didn't know how to explain it for a moment, because what happened today was so sudden, first the six major sects came uninvited, and then his disciple Zhang Cuishan wanted to die by cutting off his meridians, and then It was this disciple who appeared out of nowhere and defeated the masters of the six major factions in a row.

If he admits it, then the Wudang sect may really be regarded by the martial arts as an evil heretic, no different from a demon sect.

"Master Kongwen, this is the end of the matter, why don't you make a statement?!"

Juejue turned to look at Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin Temple who had been silent all this time, and asked loudly.

"Amitabha."

Kong Wen murmured, slowly walked out of the crowd, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Zhang, I'm afraid the Wudang faction will have to give an explanation today."

Hearing Kong Wen's words, Zhang Sanfeng's face became more serious.

Seeing that Master was caught in a dilemma, Zhang Cuishan gritted his teeth, took a meaningful look at his wife and children, and walked out slowly.

"Master Kongwen..."

"Master!"

As soon as Zhang Cuishan opened his mouth, before he could finish speaking, Feng Wuhen interrupted directly, and cupped his hands facing Song Yuanqiao.

"From now on, Wuhen voluntarily withdraws from the Wudang Sect, and please master to do so."

Feng Wuhen looked at Song Yuanqiao and said slowly.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, the people present were stunned for a moment.

From ancient times to the present, I have heard of disciples who were expelled from the sect, but I have never heard of the truth that someone voluntarily asked to quit the sect. This is a great treason.

"This..."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Feng Wuhen in surprise, not knowing what to do for a moment, then hesitantly turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng.

Looking at Feng Wuhen, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He saw the reason why Feng Wuhen did this, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew that Feng Wuhen wanted to take all the responsibility for attacking the six major factions on himself, and wanted to defend against the six major factions by himself, so that he would not only save Wudang, but also his disciple Zhang Cuishan.

Although he really couldn't bear it, if he didn't do this, I'm afraid the six major factions wouldn't just stop there.

"From now on, I am no longer a Wudang disciple, but if anyone is against the Wudang faction, I will never sit idly by. Today's matter, I will take care of it!"

"Since I am no longer a Wudang disciple, I will no longer be restricted by the sect's rules. If anyone still wants to make things difficult for Wudang, he can stand up now, and the distinction will be made between superiors and inferiors, as well as life and death!"

Feng Wuhen looked at the people of the six major factions present, and said coldly, a trace of murderous aura gradually condensed in the air.

Chapter 4 Have you fed all your compassion to the dogs?

Wudang Mountain.

in front of the main hall.

"Benefactor, I don't know why you insist on making such a head today. Could it be that the dignified Wudang disciples don't even distinguish between good and evil? Or is this the meaning of the Wudang sect from the beginning?!"

Shaolin abbot Kongwen looked at Feng Wuhen and asked majesticly.

"I just said it! From now on, I am no longer a Wudang disciple! What I do has nothing to do with the Wudang sect! Don't implicate Wudang anymore!"

"I just can't understand some hypocrites who talk about benevolence and morality!"

Feng Wuhen said coldly.

"Shut up! Don't be rude! Look at your appearance, why are you so obsessed with it!? It is unacceptable under the heavens to associate with the Demon Sect!"

As soon as Feng Wuhen finished speaking, a monk walked out from the crowd and said angrily.

It is Yuanyin, one of the eminent monks of the Yuanzi generation in Shaolin Temple.

"Hmph, what are you talking about the Devil's Sect and the Devil's Sect?! So what is it that you six major sects gathered in Wudang today to threaten Zhang Wuxia's family of three?! Shaolin Temple prides itself on being merciful, but now?! Could it be that your mercifulness has been all overwhelmed? Did the dog eat it?!"

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly with disdain, glanced across the faces of the monks in Shaolin Temple one by one, and asked sharply.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, all the people in Shaolin Temple changed their expressions, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on their faces.

"you..."

"Okay! Since you insist on being strong, then let the poor monk learn your brilliant tricks!"

Yuanyin's face turned red and purple at Feng Wuhen's words, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards Feng Wuhen, attacking Feng Wuhen's chest with his palm!

"Vajra Palm!"

"Wuhen be careful!"

Seeing Yuanyin's attack, Song Yuanqiao, who was standing not far away, exclaimed!

Shaolin unique knowledge is profound and profound, no one dares to underestimate it!

Feng Wuhen snorted coldly with disdain, and rushed directly to Yuanyin regardless of Song Yuanqiao's reminder!Attack with the same palm!Fast as lightning!

"boom!"

There was a loud bang!

The two of them already met each other in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, Yuanyin snorted and fell backwards quickly!Spit out a mouthful of blood on your back!

"what!?"

"He has even learned Shaolin's powerful vajra palm!?"

"When did he learn so many martial arts?! Could it be that he was pretending before?!"

Seeing that Feng Wuhen once again defeated a master of the six major sects, all Wudang disciples were shocked again!Can't help but exclaim!

Song Yuanqiao opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at the apprentice who was starting to feel strange in front of him, the complex emotions in his heart were beyond words, and he couldn't help looking at his master Zhang Sanfeng behind him.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's expression of shock was not much less.

The severely injured Yuan Yin flew upside down and fell into the crowd of Shaolin Temple, knocking down many Shaolin disciples.

Kong Wen, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, resisted the shock in his heart, and slowly walked out from the crowd.

"It seems that Feng Shaoxia has learned a lot of martial arts from the six major sects. It is true that he is a hero, but I don't know where Feng Shaoxia learned so many martial arts from different schools?"

As Kong Wen spoke, he glanced at Zhang Sanfeng behind Feng Wuhen, with suspicion flashing in his eyes.

"There's so much nonsense, fight if you want to fight, and leave Wudang immediately if you don't fight!"

Feng Wuhen looked at Kong Wen coldly and said.

He didn't want to explain, and he couldn't explain clearly.

If Kongwen knew that he had learned all the unique Shaolin knowledge that Kongwen had learned, and that his realm was even higher, Kongwen would probably go crazy.

"Since that's the case, then let the old monk experience Feng Shaoxia's brilliant moves. If the old monk loses, then Shaolin Temple will leave Wudang immediately, and will not ask Xie Xun's whereabouts."

Kong Wen looked at Feng Wuhen and said seriously.

"it is good!"

Feng Wuhen agreed, and then rushed towards Kongwen like lightning!

This time, he chose to take the initiative!

Kong Wen's face turned cold, seeing Feng Wuhen arrive in the blink of an eye, he didn't dare to be careless, so he cheered up!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen suddenly stretched out a finger, and pointed at Abbot Kongwen's eyebrows!

"Vajra Fingers!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd!Someone has recognized Feng Wuhen's moves!

Kong Wen didn't dare to be careless, quickly mobilized his true energy on his right palm, raised his hand and slashed at Feng Wuhen's wrist!

But Kong Wen had just used half of his moves, but Feng Wuhen stopped suddenly!Immediately afterwards, the left palm attacked instantly!He slapped Kongwen Tianling with a palm!

"Thousands of hands!"

The exclamation of the crowd came again!

Kong Wen's face changed instantly, and he hurriedly changed his gestures, facing Feng Wuhen's left palm!

But Feng Wuhen's moves were too fast, he didn't even have time to use his full strength!

There was a loud bang!

Immediately afterwards, I saw the palms of the two intersect instantly!

Kong Wen couldn't help but take a few steps back!

But it's not over yet!

At this time, Feng Wuhen had arrived again, his right hand turned into a sharp claw, and he grabbed Kongwen's throat fiercely!

Kong Wen, who was retreating in a hurry, couldn't stabilize his figure for a while, seeing Feng Wuhen getting closer, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat instantly!

"stop!"

At this moment, a soft drink came from behind Feng Wuhen!

Zhang Sanfeng!

Hearing the sound, Feng Wuhen stopped abruptly, his right hand was less than half an inch away from Kong Wen's throat!

If Zhang Sanfeng hadn't stopped it in time, Kong Wen's blood would have been splashed on the spot at this time!

"Eagle Claw Kung Fu! He uses Eagle Claw Kung Fu!"

"Shaolin 72 stunt?!"

The crowd is boiling again!