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"I'll send you on the road first."

Chapter 25, Hero Yan, I'll give you a chance (third more, first order)

"Please wait! Your Excellency, there is a word below!"

The Patriarch of the Murong family almost used to crawl over, just because his legs were also sprained by Ji Wushang, he said anxiously: "You can use the Zhenwu Temple as the name of the temple, and you must have a big plan. I don't know what your purpose is, but no matter what, if you can help with more power, you will have more assurance."

This meaning is already clear, if you fail to beat it, you will surrender.

Ji Wushang looked at him playfully: "You know current affairs?"

A thousand years of Shaolin, a hundred years of Wudang, Murong.

Sure enough, the longer the forces exist, they must have their own uniqueness.

"Although there was some misunderstanding between you and me, it did not lead to a big mistake. If you can expose this, my Murong family will do everything possible to let you drive in the future."

Seeing that his attitude seemed to be loose, the Patriarch of Murong's family quickly expressed his opinion.

After the words of the Murong Family Patriarch fell, the heads of the other forces also flickered, and their hearts were about to move, staring at Ji Wushang.

No one really wants to die.

If they can reconcile, not only will they be spared the disaster of their lives, although only half of the many disciples present are still alive, and they are all seriously injured, but as long as they recuperate for a period of time, they can still recover without serious damage.

And they originally only wanted Ji Wushang's martial arts to consolidate their future status. If they can reconcile, they may not be able to achieve this goal, but they have lost their dominant position and will have to look down on others in the future.

As for the issue of retaliation, please wait slowly

I think it's perfect, but as Ji Wushang said, smart people often die of self-righteousness.

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, there are endless troubles."

It was Shu Han who was talking, and Ji Wushang didn't know how he avoided the chaotic scene just now. He was not injured by mistake, there was really no injury at all.Obviously no one would have the time to listen to him to show his identity in such a scene.

Shu Han looked at Ji Wushang and pointed at Shaolin Abbot and others: "They are surrendering to you now, but because of the situation, their lives are in your hands and they have to bow their heads, but how to ensure that they will not stabb you behind you one day? One knife."

If you don't clear up the troubles of anything, how can you know that you won't be tired of it in the future? He himself is the best example.

Seeing what Shu Han said, the Patriarch of Murong's family and other heads cast annoyed glances at him one by one, not knowing where the bad guy came from.

Ji Wushang smiled and said: "What you said is really reasonable, but if they are really sincere, then I have wronged them?"

Shu Han said indifferently: "I would rather kill by mistake than let it go."

What a vicious kid!

Looking at Shu Han, the heads and family owners couldn't help but breathe out cold air in their hearts.

Ji Wushang laughed softly, and then said: "You are right."

After the words fell, Ji Wushang raised his palm to the Murong Patriarch and sent out a grasping force, sucked him in the air, and then burst out with his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the owner of a large family was killed.

Murong Jiuxiu is now an orphan.

If they want to conceal their identity, commit themselves to their enemies, and wait for an opportunity to avenge their father, Ji Wushang would not object to this drama.

He dropped the corpse of Patriarch Murong casually, glanced at the other heads and Patriarchs who were desperate, and then opened his palm to Shaolin Abbot.

"stop!"

An extremely fierce and domineering sword beam came through, the sword light was so dazzling, it tore the night, and people couldn't help closing their eyes.

boom!

The tragic sword light slashed to the ground, the dust was surging, and a ditch more than ten meters long remained on the ground, which shows that this sword is no small thing.

However, under the sword light, Ji Wushang was unscathed, and had long since disappeared where he was, and the boy Shu Han also disappeared together.

Ji Wushang put down Shu Han who was holding it in his hand, and looked up at the two figures that suddenly appeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth faintly twitched.

"Yan Nantian?"

Although there were two people who came, one of them firmly occupied all eyes. This person was eight feet long and squishy, ​​but his skeleton was huge, especially his big hands, almost falling below his knees.

Although this person's appearance is sloppy, but under that sharp appearance, a pair of eyes shine brightly, giving people an inexplicable and intimidating oppression.

Yan Nantian, this is a real chivalrous man. Although he does not have the empty sentiment of "the great chivalrous man serves the country and the people", he is just and upright, respects love and righteousness, cares for the strong and helps the weak in his life. The world is worthy of others. He is a hero who can't find any taint and doesn't know how to abuse him.

His martial arts aptitude is also the best in the world. Although he does not know his master's inheritance, he may practice martial arts such as martial arts magical skills to an extremely deep level, and he can also create such domineering and unparalleled swordsmanship.

Such all kinds of talents can be seen.

It is said that this person can take the first rank in the army of a million, can split a hair into two, can make people feel his sword aura from ten feet away, and can also shave everyone else's beard and hair. But I can't feel it at all.

An ordinary iron sword in his hand can wield the strongest sword energy in the world, and can cut all the hard things in the world.

Originally Ji Wushang didn't know the truth, but now it seems that although the rumors are exaggerated, they are not too outrageous.

"What the hell is going on here, how can it be like this Senior Brother"

The head of Wudang followed Yan Nantian and saw the tragic situation of Wudang's fellow disciples, as well as people from various sects, especially the humiliating Daoist Chunyang whose martial arts was still above him. His face suddenly paled and he was at a loss. Dare to believe it.

He hurriedly pulled out Taoist Chunyang from the ground, and he was greatly relieved when he saw that he hadn't died. Finally, he cast his gaze on Ji Wushang, uncertain.

Yan Nantian also caught this tragic scene in his eyes, staring at Ji Wushang with fierce eyes: "You did all this?"

He only hated why he didn't arrive half a day in the morning.

"Daxia Yan, it is exactly what this evildoer did. Hundreds of colleagues really died so miserably. What wrong did they make! Please also Daxia Yan to help the way!" The head of the Qingcheng faction saw Yan Nantian's sword spirit so terrible. Use it as a life-saving straw and complain loudly.

Shaolin abbot looked sad: "Amitabha Buddha! Yan Daxia, this benefactor is the man in Zhenwu Temple who has been spreading martial arts secrets indiscriminately recently."

Yan Nantian looked at the head of Wudang and said, "I have heard about this!"

The abbot of Shaolin continued to say slowly: "Because you all feel that what he has done is too great and you are afraid that it will affect the common people, and you want to stop it and prevent the disaster from expanding. But this benefactor is martial arts, we can only unite Fellow fellows, but don’t want to end up being inferior to others, and cannot persuade this donor to stop doing evil."

Yan Nantian looked at Ji Wushang's handsome face like a demon, and inexplicably thought of his brother Jiang Feng, and his tone was slightly relaxed: "I just ask you, Kunlun Seven Swords, Chunyang Taoist, and Liangyi Divine Sword. Are they dead or injured? Is it you?"

He did not listen to one side, confirming again.

Ji Wushang smiled and said: "I have heard of the name of Yan Daxia the world's number one swordsman for a long time, and I have been admiring it for a long time. What I saw today is really extraordinary. It just happens that I am quite accomplished in swordsmanship. I want to give it to you."

Yan Nantian furiously said: "I ask you, are these people your victim?"

Ji Wushang smiled indifferently, and narrowed his eyes: "You don't think you are a silly martial artist, right? Since I didn't deny it, I naturally tacitly agreed."