Chapter 285

Under Wudang Mountain, the first thing Ye Qingshan saw was Guo Xiang, which made Ye Qingshan's eyes flashed with curiosity. He didn't know how Guo Xiang came, because in Ye Qingshan's impression, Guo Xiang shouldn't be here.

What followed were the Wudang Seven Heroes. After hearing Ye Qingshan's angry roar, as the seven highest-ranking people in Wudang Mountain at the moment, they had to come over.

But Zhang Sanfeng, who Ye Qingshan wanted to see, did not come out, which made Ye Qingshan's eyes flashed with anger.

So that Guo Xiang, who saw Ye Qingshan, wanted to say something, but Ye Qingshan glared at him fiercely, and then Guo Xiang had no choice but to shut up.

Guo Xiang is the person with the highest emotional intelligence among the humans Ye Qingshan knows. Guo Xiang has a pair of eyes that can see through people's hearts, so after Ye Qingshan glared at him, Guo Xiang knew that it was not the time to interrupt himself.

But the Wudang Seven Knights that followed were different. First of all, they didn’t understand Ye Qingshan. Although Zhang Sanfeng was the master of their seven, Zhang Sanfeng didn’t take the taboo of facing the great master and the terrible level of the great master. He told them seven. Perhaps in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, all seven of them were unsatisfactory apprentices. Of course, it could also be due to other reasons.

Secondly, there are seven of them, who have expanded rapidly in the development of Wudang Mountain in these years. Otherwise, they would not even tell Zhang Sanfeng. Seven of them went to Zhaotong, plus various messy reasons.

In short, after seeing Ye Qingshan, Zhang Wuji's father, Zhang Cuishan, had a faint glint in his eyes, and then shouted: "Nie Hu, you dare to kill my nephew, fourth brother, and kill this demon with me! "

Then he rushed up with a sword.

The fourth elder brother in the Zhang Cui mountain pass, that is, the master of Li Xian who Ye Qingshan just killed, that is, Zhang Songxi.

To be honest, Zhang Songxi didn't want to fight Ye Qingshan. Although his apprentice died, his apprentice was not only Li Xian. Moreover, because of the things that Li Xian did over the years, Li Xian had no place in Zhang Songxi's heart.

But more importantly, looking at Ye Qingshan who was in a state of fury at the moment, Zhang Songxi felt a little hairy in his heart. Zhang Songxi felt an ominous premonition on Ye Qingshan's body.

But seeing his junior brother Zhang Cuishan rushed up without hesitation, Zhang Songxi could only bite the bullet.

As the two of them rushed up, the remaining five of the Wudang Seven Knights hesitated for a while, and they had no choice but to follow.

So the Wudang seven-quarter formation with Zhang Cuishan as the head and Zhang Songxi as the deputy was launched.

Guo Xiang on the side looked at the Wudang Seven Heroes rushing towards Ye Qingshan, a flash of irritation flashed in his eyes, and quickly exclaimed: "No, a bunch of idiots come back to me!"

Others don't know how terrible the Grand Master is, but why doesn't Guo Xiang know?

The Wudang Seven Sections are very powerful, allowing seven garbage masters to become seven top masters, but in the eyes of the masters, they are a fart!

Not to mention that Ye Qingshan is in a state of anger, and Guo Xiang can already foresee the miserable appearance of the seven of them.

Facing the Wudang Seven Swordsman who rushed up, Ye Qingshan, who was already angry, now became even more angry.

Ye Qingshan didn’t know that Zhang Sanfeng was no longer in Wudang Mountain, so Ye Qingshan would subconsciously think that Zhang Sanfeng was watching him somewhere in Wudang Mountain. The apprentice came to disgust himself.

So facing Zhang Cuishan who rushed towards him, Ye Qingshan waved the bear's paw indifferently.

A bear's paw the size of a grinding plate, with a stern wind!

Zhang Cuishan stabbed with the sword without fear, resentment flashed in his eyes, and his son was dead. This was an unacceptable blow for Zhang Cuishan. Besides, his righteous brother Xie Xun, the golden lion king, also died.

And all of this is caused by the damn bear in front of him, Zhang Cuishan wants revenge!

He knew that it was impossible to beat Ye Qingshan with his weak strength alone, and even if the seven of their brothers and sisters formed the Wudang seven-cut formation, it was not necessarily Ye Qingshan's opponent.

But he still did.

That's right, he just wants to pull Zhang Songxi into the water, and Zhang Cuishan knows that his brother will definitely be pulled into the water by himself, because his apprentice is dead, he must express his attitude, otherwise he will become a joke.

But one thing Zhang Cuishan didn't consider was how vulnerable they were in front of an angry Grandmaster-level beast king.

When the sharp sword and the bear's paw collided, the terrifying force caused Zhang Cuishan's long sword to get rid of his hand, and the grinding plate-sized bear paw directly slapped Zhang Cuishan's body.

who am I?Where am i fromWhere am i going?

I don't know, all the sceneries in his sight are retreating crazily, Zhang Cuishan doesn't even feel the pain, his brain is blank, and then his eyes go dark, a big mouth of blood is spit out accompanied by internal organ fragments.

Zhang Songxi was shocked!One slap in Wudang's seven-cut formation?What the hell is this?Isn't this bear too strong?

The instinctive Zhang Songxi wanted to step back, but it was too late!

With a backhand, Zhang Songxi was as weak as the little chicken waiting to be caught in front of a bear's paw the size of a grinding plate. Once he grasped Zhang Songxi, he fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

The hard bluestone cracked, and Zhang Songxi's body showed a twisted shape. Most of his body was sunk in the bluestone, leaving only the deformed limbs and a confused head.

At this moment, Zhang Songxi, like his junior Zhang Cuishan, began to think about that great philosophical question.

who am I?Where am i fromWhere am i going?

Spike!A spike without resistance.

Guo Xiang on the side was holding his forehead helplessly. This scene was a bit awkward, and Guo Xiang didn't know what to say for a while.

As for the remaining five of the Wudang Seven Heroes, they are more fortunate, because they hesitated a bit before, so they have the opportunity to stop in an instant.

Instinctively they wanted to run, but the next moment, Ye Qingshan looked at the remaining five people indifferently: "Stop, whoever runs will die!"

With a crying face, the five people stopped unprincipled, standing on the bluestone slab blankly like wooden people.

Looking at the five people indifferently, looking at the horrified eyes of the five people, Ye Qingshan's dark beast pupils were irritated, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Where is that bastard Zhang Sanfeng! Let him come out to see me!"

Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Wudang Seven Swordsmen, felt at this moment in a totally beyond description by MMP.

He wanted to ask himself, Master, how much trouble did your old man cause outside?First it was the little ancestor Guo Xiang, and then the great evil god Ye Qingshan.

Yaoshou!Master, are you trying to cheat your apprentice to death?

Song Yuanqiao also wanted to tell Ye Qingshan where his master Zhang Sanfeng had gone, but he didn't know, so he could only cry with a face: "Well, can I say I don't know?"

Ye Qingshan looked at Song Yuanqiao, with a touch of coldness in the dark beast eyes: "Okay, you guy, I will perfect you!"

I rub!What are you doingWhat did i just say?

Damn, stop thinking about it, bastard!

MMP, dying!

Seeing that the bear's paw was about to fall and smash Song Yuanqiao's head, Guo Xiang on the side interjected in a weird and complicated expression: "That, Brother Qingshan, he really doesn't know."

Looking at the bear's paw that was less than a foot away from his forehead, watching the clear palm prints and thick calluses on it, the sweaty Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his fortune was saved.

But the next moment, before Song Yuanqiao could breathe a sigh of relief, Ye Qingshan grabbed Song Yuanqiao's body with his backhand, and slammed it against the bluestone on the ground.

"Boom!"

The bluestone cracked, and Song Yuanqiao became the third second-generation disciple of Wudang Mountain to think about life philosophy.

The pitch-black beast eyes indifferently glanced at these people in front of them, and said murderously, "No longer? That's good. From now on, I will plant a one-minute tree every minute, but I will see when Zhang Sanfeng will return. "