Chapter 314 Accident

Jiu Mozhi was quite extraordinary in the original book.

Now in this mixed martial arts world, he can be regarded as a martial arts master, with a martial arts cultivation level of entering the innate realm.

He came all the way to Wudang, naturally not only to celebrate Zhang Sanfeng's birthday.

Jiu Mozhi wanted to use this opportunity to stir up some momentum in the Central Plains martial arts world and pave the way for subsequent plans.

But he didn't expect that he would fail.

According to the classification of martial arts cultivation, the evil old man was also in the innate realm. With the help of the invulnerable and powerful Aobai zombie, Jiu Mozhi was beaten to tears.

Just when Jiu Mozhi tried to dissolve the strange internal strength of the evil old man, he never thought that Aobai would grab his monk robe.

Tear it!

This precious monk robe became a rag.

Jiu Mozhi was furious, and his true energy circulated throughout his body, so that his face flushed.

"Flame knife!"

With a loud shout, the heat in his hand became illusory.

I saw a flame blade of several tens of meters in length condensed in his hand and swung out.

This time, it was as if he was about to split Mount Hua.

Seeing this, the old man Xie Si felt a little cold in his heart. He didn't expect that this monk had some skills.

He immediately controlled Aobai to avoid the flame blade, and he attacked Jiumozhi when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not yet born.

A turbid black gas wrapped around the old man Xie Si and rushed straight to Jiumozhi's heart.

But he didn't expect.

Jiumozhi's body shook slightly, and it was actually a bluff! Turn around and run!

His body was in a trance for a few times, and he was about to disappear from the sight of the old man Xie Si.

This made the old man Xie Si very angry, and he immediately took Aobai and chased Jiumozhi.

Unknowingly, both sides arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

"Who is it?!"

The Mingjiao disciple looked at the aggressive Jiumozhi and asked subconsciously.

Jiumozhi didn't say a word, just adjusted his internal energy, and went up the mountain.

In his opinion, the old man's moves were strange, not like he was born in the Central Plains, and he suffered a small loss.

In this case, Jiumozhi did not believe that the other party dared to chase him to Wudang.

Unexpectedly, the destination of the old man's evil priest happened to be Wudang Mountain.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, caused a big mess.

At the same time.

Lin Chen looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who had a kind face and extraordinary demeanor, and nodded slightly.

It can be seen.

Zhang Sanfeng was in a bad mood today.

After all, his disciple was forced to commit suicide, and even his only son fell into the hands of the demon sect. How could he, as a master, let it go?

However, he still had to do enough face work.

Zhang Sanfeng knew very well that the young man in front of him was not just a high-ranking military officer of the court.

He was also young, but he had innate cultivation.

Such talent even amazed Zhang Sanfeng.

When he was Lin Chen's age, he was still a poor lay disciple in Shaolin Temple, carrying water and chopping firewood all day long.

"General Lin, today is all thanks to the court's mediation." Zhang Sanfeng thanked him.

As an old fox, how could he not see that the first credit for not fighting between good and evil today should be attributed to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen shook his head modestly: "Master Zhang, you are too kind."

He was also considering Li Tang.

Having said that, mutual flattery is still indispensable.

After some probing, Lin Chen realized that Zhang Sanfeng seemed to want to ask him to do something.

Strange.

With Zhang Sanfeng's ability, he still needs to ask for help?

If you want to say it, there is only one thing.

Zhang Wuji.

Sure enough!

Lin Chen was not wrong.

Zhang Sanfeng intended to ask Lin Chen to find a way to get Zhang Wuji back from the Mingjiao.

The conditions are negotiable.

After all, as a famous and upright sect, if Wudang makes a deal with a demon sect like the Mingjiao, it will probably cause a big shock if it gets out.

That's why Lin Chen is the middleman.

But...

"Master Zhang, this may not be an easy matter."

Although Zhang Wuji is the son of Zhang Cuishan, he should call Zhang Sanfeng his master.

But Yin Susu is not forced to commit suicide as in the original book, and is still alive and well.

How can Yin Susu agree to let her son be taken care of by Wudang?

Even if Yin Susu agrees, Yin Tianzheng, the grandfather, will definitely not agree.

Zhang Sanfeng certainly knows this truth, but he can only ask Lin Chen to mediate.

If Zhang Cuishan's only surviving son is allowed to mingle with the Demon Sect, how can Zhang Sanfeng feel at ease?

Just as Lin Chen was discussing with Zhang Sanfeng.

Suddenly, a noisy sound was heard outside the hall.

"Huh?"

Lin Chen frowned slightly when he heard the sound.

Is there really someone who dares to cause trouble in front of the imperial army?

Just as Lin Chen was surprised, Song Yuanqiao walked in with a serious expression and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, saying, "Master!"

"What's the matter?"

"You'd better come and see for yourself."

Lin Chen heard this and immediately followed him out of the hall, wanting to see what happened.

Unexpectedly, he had only chatted with Zhang Sanfeng for a quarter of an hour, and the outside was already in chaos.

I saw several righteous sect leaders led by Nun Miejue besieging a burly figure wrapped in a black robe.

Among them, Lin Chen also saw the figure of Yue Buqun.

Could it be that the people of the Demon Sect were not clean and had a conflict with Nun Miejue?

But looking at the Ming Sect and the Sun and Moon Sect, they were all watching coldly, and it didn't look like there was a conflict at all.

Why is this?

Just when Lin Chen was puzzled, he suddenly saw a ragged and embarrassed barbarian monk bowing to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Zhang, I am Jiumozhi, and I have come to pay you a special visit."

"Jiumozhi?"

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

His clothes were torn and his breath was messy, as if he had just fought a fatal battle with someone.

Although Master Zhang didn't know who Jiumozhi was, he nodded politely when he saw that the other party came to celebrate his birthday.

At the same time, the battle below had entered a white-hot stage.

"Roar!"

Yue Buqun's face was blue and purple, and it was obvious that he had used the Zixia magic skill to the extreme.

He held a sharp sword in his hand and pierced the monster's heart with a thunderous force.

"Good!"

Nun Miejue shouted softly when she saw this.

But Jiumozhi's face changed slightly, and he quickly reminded: "That monster is invulnerable to swords and guns, don't..."

He didn't finish his words.

Yue Buqun only heard a gust of evil wind blowing in his ears, and he instinctively drew his sword to resist.

As the head of Huashan, the long sword used by Yue Buqun was naturally forged by skilled craftsmen, cutting iron like mud.

However,

With a click, the sword shattered, and a palm print hit Yue Buqun's chest!

Wow!

Yue Buqun's face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth.

Even if he had already used his internal force to protect his body when he sensed the danger.

But it was useless under the terrifying power of this weirdo.

"What?!"

The faces of the several besieged masters were all shocked, and they subconsciously took a few steps back.

Obviously, Yue Buqun was injured and scared them.

Seeing this, Lin Chen's face under the ghost mask was slightly cold, and his body moved.

Before the Huashan disciples could react, he caught Yue Buqun who was flying backwards.

However, Yue Buqun's situation was not very good.

I saw that his face was as miserable as gold paper, and his breath was weak.

"Brother!"

"Father!"

"Master!"

Huashan and others just reacted and hurried forward to support Yue Buqun.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan were even more frightened, and they didn't expect such a change to happen.

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