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nowadays.
Seeing his senior brother Lu Zhangke die right before his eyes, Hebi Weng's mentality completely collapsed.
He secretly vowed to avenge his senior brother by killing all the members of the Wudang Sect and making Zhang Cuishan and his wife pay for his brother's death.
Only in this way can the anger in my heart be quelled!
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Chapter 64 The Dragon-Slaying Saber swept across the battlefield, and even Hebi Weng was drained of his life force.
"Senior brother, may you rest in peace!"
Hebi Weng let out a low growl, like a wounded wild beast, his eyes bloodshot and his whole body exuding an astonishing killing intent.
At this point, he no longer cared about the orders from the Prince of Ruyang's mansion; he only wanted to avenge Lu Zhangke.
not far away.
Song Yuanqiao and the others had already recognized their origins, and they all drew their swords as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Those are the Xuanming Elders. I never expected them to appear here."
"How is that possible? The one who just flew out of the carriage was Lu Zhangke, one of the Xuanming Elders?"
"It is said that the Xuanming Elders have become henchmen of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion. I didn't expect the news to be true."
Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu spoke in succession.
Only then did they realize that this group of Yuan soldiers had come for Zhang Wuji.
Judging from what just happened, Lu Zhangke clearly wanted to capture Zhang Wuji's nephew, but some unexpected events occurred, so he ended up losing more than he gained.
"Wuji, did you kill Lu Zhangke?"
At this moment, Zhang Cuishan's attention shifted to Zhang Wuji, and he asked such a bizarre question that even he himself felt it was a bit of nonsense.
It should be noted that the Xuanming Elders were already Grandmasters ten years ago. If given the opportunity, such powerful individuals could easily establish their own sects and become sect leaders.
It is simply unimaginable that such a peerless expert could be killed by his own son.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, ten-year-old Zhang Wuji gave an affirmative answer.
"Yes, Dad, that old man tried to grab me just now and almost broke my shoulder. I had no choice but to fight back."
Zhang Wuji responded honestly, then added, "He's a bad person!"
hiss!
Hearing his response.
Whether it was Zhang Cuishan and his wife, or Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu, they all gasped in shock and stood there dumbfounded.
at the same time.
Crane Pen Elder, one of the Two Elders of Xuanming, roared at them.
"You all deserve to die, especially you brat. Although I don't know what methods you used to kill my senior brother, I will definitely skin you alive and make you wish you were dead!"
While talking.
Hebi Weng leaped onto his warhorse, then waved his hand, issuing orders to hundreds of Yuan soldiers.
"Attack! Kill them all and avenge my senior brother!"
These Yuan soldiers were strong and robust, all top-notch elites. Upon hearing Hebi Weng's instructions, they all raised their spears and swords and charged back.
Seeing this, Zhang Wuji, who had just advanced to the mid-stage of Grandmaster, showed no fear whatsoever. He decisively opened the wooden box in front of him, took out the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and prepared to kill the enemy.
hum!
In an instant.
A pale golden light briefly bloomed, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and the Dragon Slayer Blade appeared in everyone's sight.
"This is... the Dragon Slayer Saber!"
"Great! I never expected Wuji to actually get it!"
"The supreme master of martial arts, wielding the Dragon-Slaying Saber, should have no problem dealing with this group of Yuan soldiers."
Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu were overjoyed.
Among their group, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan were late-stage Grandmasters, while Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu, and Yin Susu were mid-stage Grandmasters.
If they were to face Hebi Weng, a mid-stage Grandmaster, and a hundred elite Yuan soldiers, they would most likely end in defeat, with the best outcome being that one or two of them would barely escape.
But now, with the Dragon Slayer Sword at its helm, things have changed.
If used properly, it could completely rout the Yuan soldiers present, and even Hebi Weng might not be able to gain the upper hand.
"Wuji, hand the Dragon-Slaying Saber to Mother..."
Just as Yin Susu was about to speak, Zhang Wuji leaped up and slashed at the group of Yuan soldiers charging towards him.
hum! ! !
In an instant.
The blade energy, condensed from the Northern Darkness True Qi, slashed diagonally, cutting down more than a dozen Yuan soldiers walking in front, their blood splattering on the spot!
The power of the Dragon-Slaying Saber was truly immense. When wielded by Zhang Wuji, a Grandmaster at the mid-stage, its power was multiplied, killing the Yuan soldiers along with their horses. It was truly domineering.
Gulu!
Including Yin Susu, Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao and others swallowed hard, completely shocked by the power displayed by Zhang Wuji.
"Fifth Brother, is Wuji really just a ten-year-old boy?" Song Yuanqiao asked.
"Cough cough cough, to be precise, he's only a little over nine years old. Senior Brother, you know I've only been away from the Central Plains and wandered to Icefire Island for ten years." Zhang Cuishan coughed a few times and gave this response.
"Senior Brother, should we go help Wuji resist the Yuan soldiers?"
"Yes, Hebi Weng is still among them."
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, who were standing to the side, spoke up one after the other.
Even Yin Susu wanted to rush over to help, as she was constantly monitoring her son's condition, fearing that something might go wrong.
"Don't go over there."
Song Yuanqiao stopped the crowd and stared at the battlefield ahead, slowly saying, "Although I don't know what happened to Wuji, the aura he is currently exuding has indeed reached the Grandmaster level, and is in no way inferior to Hebi Weng."
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"More importantly, the power of the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hands is too terrifying. If we were to enter, it would make him hesitate, and we might even be accidentally injured."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked enlightened.
Chichichi——
Next.
Everyone witnessed Zhang Wuji's imposing presence as he swept through the enemy ranks with the Dragon-Slaying Saber.
He barged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, slaughtering everyone in his path!
With the support of the Dragon Slayer Saber, the Grandmaster's unleashed saber energy could severely injure some Grandmaster-level experts. Using it to deal with these cloud soldiers was no problem at all; it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.
After a while.
... Hundreds of Yuan soldiers were cut down by Zhang Wuji, their crimson blood staining the ground. Only a dozen or so warhorses, covered in blood, remained, neighing in terror.
"How could you be so strong?! How could this be?!"
Hebi Weng looked at Zhang Wuji with horror, completely shocked by the strength the latter had displayed.
In response, Zhang Wuji unleashed a sharp blade of energy.
hum!
Seeing the blade energy coming at him, the only thing Crane Pen Elder could do was unleash his signature move—the Profound Netherworld Divine Palm!
The Xuanming Divine Palm imprint was ten feet in size and carried an extremely cold aura. This was a manifestation of the outward release of Qi, something only a Grandmaster could achieve.
However, it's still too weak against the Dragon Slayer Saber.
boom! ! !
The energy palm print exploded with a bang, shattered by the sharp blade energy, and then, with its overwhelming residual power, struck the palm of the Crane Pen Elder.
"Pfft!"
With a bang, Hebi Weng, one of the two Xuanming Elders, had half of his hand chopped off, letting out a miserable scream.
With his hand severed, his Xuanming Divine Palm technique, which he had cultivated for many years, was rendered useless.
at this time.
Zhang Wuji transformed into a figure and attacked, wielding the Dragon-Slaying Saber to cut off Hebi Weng's other arm, then slapped him on the head with a palm.
This martial arts master, who was at the mid-stage of the Grandmaster level, was thus severely injured.
"Northern Sea Divine Art, absorb it for me!"
Bang!
Zhang Wuji had no intention of letting this person go easily, so he directly activated the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to absorb Hebi Weng's internal energy as well.