Chapter 822: Attack the mountain

Today, in Wudang Mountain, there are no supernatural figures in town. Feng Jian, Wei Xiaoying and Hu Feng have become leaders and manage the daily activities of Wudang Mountain. On this day, a disciple was asking Hu Feng for advice on his practice, and suddenly he screamed, which turned into a flood of light and rain.
Hu Feng was shocked and immediately crushed a magic rune. After a while, Wei Xiaoying and Feng Jian arrived. Hu Feng's expression was solemn, and he said, "Someone is rushing into the mountain! My Wudang disciple was killed by someone, so I must have taken the lead."
Feng Jian was furious and squeezed his fist and said: "Asshole! They must see that there are no magical powers in Wudang Mountain. They want to seize the small world and search for treasures!"
Wei Xiaoying reprimanded herself very much: "It's that we are not fighting, and we have not yet condensed magical powers. Although Wudang Mountain has a large guardian formation, it is a pity that only the Zhenwu body of the return to the real world can be opened, or three or more magical powers can jointly open a part. Angle of formation."
Hu Feng sighed, "I didn't expect my Wudang Mountain to fall to this point!"
Feng Jian said solemnly: "Let's see who is rushing the mountain first!"
Below Wudang Mountain, several figures walked out of the void, and it was Yang Tianxuan, Mr. Ba, Mr. Fei, Guang Shao and others who entered Wudang Mountain with the help of a talisman. As soon as they appeared, Wei Xiaoying and others sensed them and led all the disciples from Wudang Mountain down the mountain. When Yang Tianxuan walked halfway up the mountain, they just met Wei Xiaoying and his party.
Hu Feng's eyes seemed to have magical powers shining all over the body. He knew that these people had magical powers. He couldn't help but breathe a cold breath. He motioned the disciples behind him to stop, and said in a deep voice, "Who is here?"
Xiang Bodhi stepped forward and said coldly: "Wuwang Mansion! Fei Shijia! Kunlun Upper House! Shengjiao! Join together to worship the mountain!"
When Hu Feng saw Mr. Ba, he knew that today's major event was not good. He secretly crushed a magic talisman in his hand, with no expression on his face, and said, "Everyone, come to my Wudang Mountain, what can I advise?"
"No advice. I heard that Feng Zu, Wu Yazi, and the extinct mother-in-law of Wudang Mountain have all sat down one after another. I am deeply sorry and came here to express my condolences." Xiang Bodhi said.
Wei Xiaoying hummed heavily: "hypocrisy! Three-year-old filial piety can guess why you came to Wudang Mountain, so don't hide it!"
Yang Tianxuan smiled slightly, glanced at Wei Xiaoying, and said with a smile: "This beauty, of course we have other purposes. Wudang Mountain has a long history, and there has been more than one sage power. Think of the Emperor Zhenwu, horizontally and horizontally. In the first life, no one can rival; think of that Sanfeng Patriarch is also highly respected and respected by hundreds of millions of people. But the Son is very worried now that the once extremely glorious Wudang Mountain has actually fallen into this way, and the huge small world has even one. There are no Manifestations, which is really disappointing!"
Feng Jian frowned and asked, "What do you want?"
"It is not easy to open up the small world of Wudang Mountain. Unscrupulous juniors like you will definitely not be able to hold it. It's better to be like this." Yang Tianxuan said with a smile, "I will wait to be the master of Wudang Mountain and help you defend your position, how about? "
"Joke! How could Wudang Mountain allow outsiders to guard it!" Feng Jian said coldly, "We don't agree with the kindness of several people."
"You have to agree if you agree, and you have to agree if you don't!" Xiang Bodhi's face was cold, "Only with a few small things of you, can you stop us?"
"It's better for jade to be broken, not for tile!" Wei Xiaoying said solemnly, and then drank lightly, "Finalize!"
"boom!"
The whole small world shook slightly. The nine peaks on Wudang Mountain suddenly radiated a purple light, shooting towards the high school, and condensed into a huge figure, which is the phantom of Emperor Zhenwu. On each mountain peak, there are thirty-six disciples sitting in the big formation, desperately urging Zhen Qi, thus forming this killing formation.
As soon as the phantom of Emperor Zhenwu appeared, the powerful pressure was released, and even Mr. Ba and Mr. Fei were slightly discolored. Guang Shao snorted coldly: "A group of rubbish, toasting and not eating fine wine, with a small magic circle, want to stop me from waiting?"
But it was said that not long after Zhang Jun arrived at the base, a piece of jade pendant around his waist suddenly exploded. This is a piece of letter-passing jade pendant, which was given to him by Hu Feng. The two parties agreed that if Wudang Mountain is in danger, Hu Feng will smash the magic talisman, which will shatter the jade pendant and think it is a letter.
"What happened to Wudang Mountain?" Zhang Jun was taken aback. He immediately entered the practice room, took out the magic charm, and prepared to enter Wudang Mountain to see what happened. However, just as he took out the magic talisman and was about to urge him, Yuwen opened the door in shock.
"Giant, no!"
Zhang Jun frowned: "Mr. Yuwen, I was blessed by Wudang Mountain, and something happened over there right now. I can't just sit back and watch."
Yuwen said with a stern face: "Wudang Mountain is facing a crisis, of course the giant has to go to solve it, but it is not the time. If my guess is good, this incident must be that someone wants to disadvantage the giant."
Zhang Jun snorted coldly: "It's not easy to want to hurt me, and I'm not alone, Xiaolongnu will accompany me."
"That's not enough." Yuwen's eyes flickered, "Uncle Wu and his grandmother are very leisurely. Why don't the giants invite them to visit Wudang Mountain?"
Zhang Jun understood what Yuwen Jing meant, he wanted to pull Wu Bo and Sun Ma into the water. He considered it for a moment, and said in deep thought, "I'm afraid we can't hide our ideas from them."
"So what." Yuwen said lightly, "Everyone has been together for so many years, the giant still has this little face."
Zhang Jun thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll try it." He also knew in his heart that if someone targeted him this time, it would have set a lore.
Outside Wenzhou's house, Uncle Wu and Sun Ma were cleaning up a piece of land on which some vegetables were planted. Before Zhang Jun arrived, Sun's mother lazily said: "Boy, you don't have to speak, it's useless."
Zhang Jun smiled bitterly: "Senior knows what I'm here for?"
"We have all heard what Yuwen said." Wu Bo said lightly, "He guessed wrong, your face is not so great yet."
Zhang Jun sighed, said nothing, turned around and left. At this time, Sun Ma added another sentence: "It's hard to get things from the lower realm in the spiritual realm. I'm afraid you won't be able to use those killer skills."
He moved in his heart and asked, "I know, is there any good way for seniors?"
"The real martial arts sword and the small world are two together. You can bring anything into the small world with the real martial sword in hand." Sun Ma said.
Zhang Jun's eyes lit up. He was actually not sure about his trip, because he couldn't use the few assassins he had on hand. Don't worry now. With the method Sun Ma said, he is sure to deal with the enemy. He dare not say that he will win, but at least he won't suffer.
The phantom of Emperor Zhenwu hung high in the sky, looking down at the crowd.
"Zhenwu Sword Formation! Kill!" Wei Xiaoying exuded an iron-blooded warfare intent. She gave an order, and a total of 324 Wudang disciples of the Yuanjue Realm in Jiufeng urged Zhenli, and the nine sword formations merged. As one, it manifests a phantom of Zhenwu Great Emperor.
Emperor Zhenwu's phantom eyes are indifferent and contain no human emotions. He holds a long sword and slowly swings it down. Suddenly, a dragon-shaped sword aura, as long as a hundred meters long, as thick as a house, slashed down towards Yang Tianxuan and the others.
Yang Tianxuan snorted coldly. He pulled out the Ruyi Sword, waved it into the air, and shouted, "Broken!"
A sky-shattering sword rainbow rushed into the sky and collided with the true martial sword intent. There was a violent explosion, the sky was flashing and thunder, and the void seemed to be shattered. The phantom of Emperor Zhenwu was blurred for a while, the 324 disciples of Yuanjue who presided over the sword formation felt sore and numb, and the runes on the peak also "cracked". This large formation was set up by Feng Zu before sitting down. It can gather the power of all Yuanjue disciples and display it in the form of a sword formation. It is powerful.
It is a pity that the big formation still cannot stop Yang Tianxuan. The sword he swung was obviously not his own action, but a sword move that a master of the Peak Returning Realm left behind in the magic sword first, and Yang Tianxuan just released it. This sword is so powerful that Feng Zubu's big formation can't compete with it.
"puff!"
A disciple opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. He passed out on the spot and was seriously injured. When Wei Xiaoying saw the horror of the Ruyi Sword in Yang Tianxuan's hand, their hearts suddenly sank.
"A mere magic circle can't stop us at all. If you are smart, immediately give up the useless resistance and cooperate obediently, otherwise, I promise you will regret it!" Yang Tianxuan said coldly.
Hu Feng sternly said: "Wudang Mountain will not succumb! Wudang Mountain disciples will not succumb! No matter how arrogant and arrogant you are today, you will have to pay back ten times a hundred times in the future!"
"I don't want to understand the idiot, look for death!" Yang Tianxuan was furious and cut out with another sword. In the Ruyi Sword, there are three types of sword moves sealed, all left by the Holy Master, and they are extremely powerful.
"boom!"
With this sword, Xiaoban Wudang Mountain disciple vomited blood and fell into a coma, and more than a dozen disciples were directly shocked by their heart, and they were so angry on the spot. As a result, the great formation could not be maintained, and the phantom of the Great Emperor Zhenwu dimmed suddenly, and most collapsed.
At this moment, Zhang Jun appeared in the central bronze hall of Wudang Mountain Small World. As soon as the person arrived, he felt the waves of the collapse, and his face was gloomy. In the hall, a gray-haired old man saw him with surprise on his face and bowed to the ground: "See the head!"
"Who committed me to Wudang?" Zhang Jun asked in a deep voice, whether he wanted it or not, he had to accept the position of the head of Wudang, because only he had this qualification.
The old man looked sad and indignant, and said loudly: "Kunlun Upper House, Shengjiao, Wuwangfu and Fei Family, there have been many masters, three of them return to the real state, and four have half-step magical powers."
"Sure enough, it's them!" Zhang Jun snorted coldly, "How is the situation outside?"
The old man said immediately: "Junior Brother Hu and the others urged the big formation left by Master Feng, which obviously failed. He asked me to tell the headmaster that he has a strong physique and is a real martial arts body. The world opens up the guardian array."
Zhang Jun was surprised: "You mean, I can start the guardian formation?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, the head. In theory, only the real martial body above the return to the real world can open the big formation, or three or more magical powers can join hands to open the corner of the big formation. But the head is involved in good luck and powerful, maybe It can be successful. Time is urgent, Junior Brother Hu and the others can't stop them for too long, please act quickly!"
Zhang Jun didn't hesitate, and said solemnly: "Okay! You can point me from the side, we will do it right away!"
Under the guidance of the old man, he came to a bronze platform in the center of the bronze hall and sat cross-legged on it. He holds the Zhenwu sword in his hand and connects the small world of Wudang with his soul. But this is very difficult, because he has not yet opened up his spiritual realm. If you change to someone else, you will plunge into a vast and boundless world as soon as your soul is stolen.
However, Zhang Jun is different from ordinary half-step magical powers, his magical powers are super-grade magical powers, which are above all kinds of magic. In addition, he can also observe the small world of Wudang Mountain with the help of Buddha eyes, so he can clearly see the essence of the small world. In the eyes of the Buddha, he could see the small world of Wudang Mountain is a fusion of five spiritual realms, of which the most powerful person is the spiritual realm of the Manifestation Level, which is the spiritual realm of Emperor Zhenwu.
The other four are all spiritual realms of the return to truth level. The five spiritual realms are perfectly blended together to build a small world in Wudang Mountain. However, he discovered that the five spiritual realms have lost their breath of life and have no self-awareness. Obviously their owners have already fallen.
Although there is no sense of autonomy, there are still some special rules in the small world of Wudang Mountain. Think of it as a machine, as long as you find the button and press it, it will act and play a role. Zhang Jun is now looking for that button, which is to connect the small world with his heart. This process was not short-lived. Zhang Jun held the Zhenwu sword in his hand and sat on the bronze stage motionlessly.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, after the phantom of the Great Emperor Zhenwu disappeared, Yang Tianxuan and his entourage walked up the steps, approaching Hu Feng step by step. When the distance between the two parties was less than ten meters, Yang Tianxuan snorted coldly: "A toast and no fine wine!"
Guang Shao glanced at Wei Xiaoying contemptuously, and said sternly: "You guys, it's best not to resist, otherwise there will be a dead end!"
"I said, Wudang Mountain disciples won't succumb!" Wei Xiaoying gritted her teeth without fear.
"Stupid!" Mr. Fei shook his head. As soon as he pointed it out, blue light flew out and hit Wei Xiaoying. Wei Xiaoying snorted and flew high. She doesn't even have a half-step magical power, how can she withstand the enemy's attack? In midair, her body gradually became solid, and then she exploded with a "boom".
"Xiaoying!" Hu Feng and Feng Jian yelled, tears in the tiger's eyes, and wanted to rush over, but her body had disappeared. The soul dies in the small world, and the physical body also dies. No one can bring Wei Xiaoying back to life.
"I'm fighting with you!" The two yelled, and each shot a magic rune to kill the enemy.
Mr. Ba stretched out his hand and waved, an infuriating hand appeared in the air, like a hill, and shot it hard. With a bang, the brilliance of the magic rune was blown away, but they were safe and sound.
"Rice beads!" Mr. Ba snorted softly, "If you continue to resist, the person just now will be your fate."
Hu Feng and Feng Jian are desperate, hasn’t the head yet come? If the head has come to the small world, can he open the guardian formation? Hope should not be great, after all, the head is not in the real state. It is difficult to communicate with the small world with the soul. Thinking of this, the two smiled miserably, and Hu Feng said: "Wudang Mountain has survived for thousands of years and cannot be destroyed in our hands! It is impossible for us to give in!"
Mr. Ba sighed: "It's really unreasonable. Is there anything more important than life in this world? You are also people of Juekong. It's really sad that you can't even look at something." Then he stretched out his hand, and there was something in it. The divine blue light shot out, Feng Jian did not even react, so he exploded with a "boom".
Hu Feng could clearly feel that Feng Jian had indeed disappeared, disappeared from this world forever. He yelled up to the sky and stared at the enemy.
Mr. Ba said coldly: "In front of me, you are just an ant. I will kill all the people around you one by one until you give up resistance!" After that, he pointed again, Qing Guangfu, Hu Feng More than a dozen disciples behind him turned into ashes.
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