"Senior Brother Song, I'll bring my sister-in-law here to you!"

Seeing Xu Mochao and Ding Minjun with a shy face behind him, Puxiang was smiling and in his heart.

"Thank you, Wuji, you are really interested."

"This is what I should do!"

Xu Mochao waved his hand generously and handed over the long sword he had borrowed before, "By the way, your sword."

Seeing Xu Mochao turn the hilt of the sword and hand it to him, Puxiang hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should take it.

After hesitating, a gray figure rushed towards them in a direction with lightning speed.

This person's body technique was too fast, and even the five heroes of Wudang could not react.

Seeing that the other party's evil hands were about to click Ding Minjun, Xu Mochao shouted at this moment:

"Don't hurt my senior brother!"

The man stopped moving slightly when he heard Xu Mochao's words, and then grabbed Puxiang's chest without any trace.

Puxiang felt as if he was struck by lightning and could no longer move. He could only watch his hands pinched his neck.

He had long scolded Xu Mochao's ancestors for generations in his heart. Do you have a good relationship with me? Why do you want to call me by my name?

Unfortunately, he is now being held on to the key hole, not only can he not move, but he can't even speak.

"It's you, Yuanzhen!"

When everyone was shocked when they heard Xu Mochao's sudden realization, they were shocked and subconsciously looked at the man.

It's indeed a big bald man!

They looked towards the Shaolin Sect again.

Kongzhi knew it was going to be bad at first glance, and subconsciously went to find emptiness, and then heard a familiar voice calling:

"Huh? It's really Junior Nephew Yuanzhen!"

It's over!

Master Kongzhi closed his eyes in pain.

"It's really true!"

"He also took the Wudang Sect's Young Master Song hostage!"

"It seems that the Ming Cult was right before, there was indeed a mastermind behind this matter."

Ignoring these whispers, Xu Mochao pointed at Yuanzhen and said, "Yuanzhen, you are a senior monk who has done such a despicable and shameless thing! Why don't you let go of my senior brother quickly!"

Yuanzhen sneered, "I really didn't expect that you are Zhang Wuji, and you are not dead yet?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If my senior brother loses a hair, I will want you to die without a burial place today!"

Although Xu Mochao is still very fierce, his appearance is fierce and weak on the outside can be seen by anyone.

However, when I thought that he was so restricted because of his senior brother, no one would laugh at him, and instead I secretly admired him.

At this time, Yuanzhen had already taken Song Qingshu hostage and moved away from Xu Mochao step by step. The five heroes of Wudang were also afraid of being timid and did not dare to act rashly.

Even Zhang Songxi, who is resourceful, can only pin his hopes on Xu Mochao in this situation.

"There is no place to die? Haha, Zhang Wuji, you kid ruined my big deal. Even if you cut you into pieces, it is hard to relieve my hatred! If you don't want your senior brother to have something to do, it's better to be smarter!"

The careful planning was destroyed, Yuan Zhen had already hated Xu Mochao to his bones.

Unexpectedly, after he escaped by chance, Xu Mochao actually asked Yang Xiao to hunt him down before he let him go.

His injuries were not healed and he was no match for Yang Xiao at all. He finally came to Guangmingding and happened to encounter such a good opportunity.

Take decisive action, and one strike works!

Humph, so what if you are, Zhang Wuji? The more you care about your senior brother, the less you dare to do anything to me!

At this time, he was a little lucky that the other party was a noble family and they acted with many concerns, so how could I do it as easy as I did!

I just like seeing you angry and helpless towards me!

Just as he was about to speak up a few more sarcastic words, Xu Mochao might as well charge directly and instantly came to Yuanzhen, and pointed the folding fan in his hand at his eyes.

Yuanzhen was shocked and didn't understand why Xu Mochao, who was indecisive the moment before, suddenly became so decisive.

However, his movements in his hands were not slow at all, so he raised Puxiang and greeted him directly.

I don’t believe that Zhang Wuji dares to kill Song Qingshu in broad daylight!

——Even if it’s just a man-kill!

Sure enough, Xu Mochao, who was as powerful as a tiger just now, immediately shrank back like a quail.

Yuanzhen laughed loudly when she saw this, "Zhang Wuji, like you...ah!"

He screamed, and his back was heavily printed with a palm, and a mouthful of old blood was sprayed on Puxiang's face.

"day!"

Puxiang was extremely angry, but he knew that his life was in his hands at this moment, so he simply pretended to faint without saying a word.

He is tolerant and is a complete old man. He decided to wait until this matter is over before taking revenge.

At this time, everyone also saw clearly that the person who had just sneaked into Yuanzhen was a middle-aged scholar wearing a white coarse cloth robe.

He was about forty years old and had a handsome appearance. At this moment, he looked at Yuanzhen and said calmly, "Let go of Young Master Song, I will spare you!"

"Yang Xiao!"

Yuanzhen shouted these two words with gritted teeth.

If the person Yuan Zhen hated the most in this world is Xu Mochao, then the second place is Yang Xiao.

If he hadn't been chasing him all the way, how could he be so embarrassed?

"Yang Xiao!"

Yin Liting also said gritting his teeth in the direction of the Wudang Sect.

When Song Yuanqiao saw Yin Liting's face, he knew that his fiancée Ji Xiaofu lost her body to Yang Xiao and died, which was a very shameful and hatred in his life.

It is not easy for Zhang Wuji to destroy the Ming Cult today. When he sees his enemy appear again, how can he swallow this tone?

But at this moment, his beloved son was in Yuanzhen's hands, and Yang Xiao was confronting Yuanzhen and could only speak: "Sixth brother..."

Before Song Yuanqiao could finish his words, Yin Liting said, "Don't worry, brother, I understand."

Song Yuanqiao suddenly looked embarrassed.

On this side, Yang Xiao had already fought with Yuan Zhen. His martial arts and Yuan Zhen were just around the corner, but Xu Mochao had arranged for him to chase Yuan Zhen all the way, and the other party was already at the end of his strength.

In addition, Xu Mochao was staring at him, Yuan Zhen was even more unmatched.

After a few moves, he was beaten by Yang Xiao and retreated step by step.

Seeing Yang Xiao slapped him with a palm, Yuanzhen was already in a state of no way. Unexpectedly, he suddenly raised Pu Xiang and blocked him like when he was fighting with Xu Mochao just now.

"Qingshu!"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but be anxious. Yang Xiao was not Xu Mochao, how could he care about his son?

Not to mention him, even Yuan Zhen himself was worried, but now he can only do it as a living person.

So while he raised Pu Xiang, he tapped Yang Xiao's chest with his other hand, and at the same time, his left foot was covered by a wide monk's robe and kicked Yang Xiao hard.

I just hope that Yang Xiao can withdraw immediately if he hesitates.

The second time Puxiang was raised by Yuanzhen to block the fist, it felt like a sunny dog.

But he is now like Yuanzhen, and he only hopes that Yang Xiao can let him go - although he himself feels that there is little hope.

Unexpectedly, when Yang Xiao saw Yuanzhen blocking Puxiang, he immediately changed the slap into grabbing and firmly grasped Puxiang's shoulders.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and got Yuanzhen's finger and kick, and used his force to snatch Puxiang from Yuanzhen's hand.

With a "wow", Yang Xiao sprayed all the old blood on Pu Xiang's face.

But this time Puxiang was overjoyed and wished he could hold Yang Xiao and kiss him. Finally he was saved. It was not easy!
Chapter completed!