Taihang Mountain Village, next to the village gate.
A minion guarding the mountain gate was picking his teeth with his fingers, savoring the delicious meal he had enjoyed in the morning.
"You look so ignorant. When you come down the mountain, don't tell us that we are from Taihang Mountain Village."
Opposite the minion, another minion fanned his nose with disgust on his face and silently took a step back.
It's so shameful to stand with such a person.
"What is that?"
Just as this minion was retreating, a flash of light caught his eyes.
"boom!"
As the light fell, the huge village gate disappeared into nothingness in an instant.
Wood chips flew everywhere, and the two minions flew out backwards and fell heavily to the ground, completely dead.
“Enemy attack!!!”
Loud shouts were heard, and figures emerged from the darkness and surrounded the village gate.
"kill!"
A command full of murderous intent sounded, and a dense rain of swords suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the village gate.
Zhang Wuji glanced indifferently at the rain of arrows that were about to fall from the sky, and casually made a sword flower.
"Tai Chi sword technique, guard."
The spiritual power in his body surged, and a black and white Tai Chi ball emerged out of thin air, wrapping up Zhang Wuji.
“Ding-dang-dang!”
Endless metal collision sounds were heard, and arrows lost their power and fell around the Tai Chi ball.
"As soon as we meet, we'll kill each other. It's no injustice to destroy you, Taihang, today."
Glancing at the small leader of the Taihang Mountain Stronghold who was hiding in the crowd and giving orders, Zhang Wuji's spiritual power surged throughout his body, and he swung his hand to cut out a sword aura.
To deal with a large number of minions, the sword energy with the largest attack range is most suitable.
"The wind is strong, hurry!"
The sword energy emerged, and the small leader in the crowd shuddered, turning around and running without hesitation.
As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.
They are not able to deal with enemies of this level.
"boom!"
The sword energy fell, and broken limbs and bodies flew everywhere. Wailful cries filled with pain suddenly resounded through the village gate.
"Third Master, help!"
The wailing sounds were heard, and the little leader who had managed to escape was instantly scared to death, and fled towards the mountain in a tumbling manner.
"Wulian Tianzun."
Hearing the wailing sound, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it and uttered a Taoist name.
Then, he swung his hand and slashed out several sword energies, ending the painful lives of those wailing people.
"Who are you? How dare you attack my Taihang Mountain Stronghold?"
A huge axe flew across the sky, and a burly man with his upper body naked fell from the sky and chopped Zhang Wuji with the axe.
The third in command of Taihang Mountain Stronghold, Manniu, is born with supernatural powers, is good at using a giant axe, and is in the late stage of Grandmaster.
The moment the burly man appeared, the information that his master had told him suddenly appeared in Zhang Wuji's mind.
Body movement, cloud step.
Facing the bull that relied mainly on brute force, Zhang Wuji moved his body slightly and avoided the bull's attack.
"Good body skills."
Seeing that his attack was easily dodged, Manniu stopped and began to look at the man who was attacking the mountain.
It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at him, but once he did, the corners of Manniu's mouth twitched.
"Zhenwu Daoist robe? Are you a disciple from the Zhenwu Daoist Temple who came down from the mountain to train?"
After looking at Zhang Wuji's young face, Manniu tightened his grip on the giant axe slightly and asked tentatively.
Zhenwu Taoist Temple is a powerful existence that can destroy Taihang Mountain Stronghold with a flip of the hand.
He didn't dare to kill their training disciples at will.
"Zhenwu Daoguan, Zhang Wuji."
Zhang Wuji clasped his hands slightly together and introduced himself, then made a gesture of invitation to Manniu.
"Young man, we at Taihang Mountain Stronghold have no past or present grudges against your Zhenwu Taoist Temple. I wonder why you would attack our Taihang Mountain Stronghold?"
"Everyone in the martial arts world knows that although we in the Taihang Mountain Stronghold are bandits, we never bully ordinary people. We have been fighting against those lackeys of the imperial court all year round."
"Young hero, have you been deceived by some ulterior motives and are here to attack our Taihang Mountain Stronghold, intending to do justice?"
After confirming Zhang Wuji's identity, Manniu's heart suddenly tightened and he began to look around.
Being so young yet already having the cultivation of a Grandmaster, this guy is definitely the core disciple of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple.
As we all know, when core disciples go down the mountain to gain experience, they are protected by elders.
In the absence of the leader, the elders behind the other side can easily sweep across the entire Taihang Mountain Stronghold.
Therefore, this battle should be avoided if possible.
"Zhenwu Sword Technique, cut!"
With a burst of powerful spiritual power, Zhang Wuji slashed at the wild bull with his sword like an arrow from a bow.
Although he is at the peak of Grandmaster level, this wild bull's natural strength, coupled with the giant axe he uses, is enough to make him comparable to the average Grandmaster level warrior.
Therefore, taking the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared is his best option to easily defeat the Bull.
"Despicable, sneak attack!!!"
Holding the giant axe in his hand, the barbarian bull stared at Zhang Wuji, who was holding the magic sword and coming to chop him, with bloodshot eyes.
He never imagined that the disciples of these famous sects would be even more despicable than these bandits.
"clang!"
Feeling a strong power, Manniu couldn't help but take a step back.
"Grandmaster Peak?!"
"Spiritual weapon?!"
Feeling the surging spiritual power in the long sword, the anger in Manniu's heart disappeared in an instant.
A master-level warrior holding a spiritual weapon is definitely not someone he can contend with alone.
"Second brother, this idea is difficult to handle, come and help me!"
The giant axe held the long sword tightly, and the bull roared towards the sky.
When his life was at stake, he didn't care whether there was a grandmaster following him.
"Hahaha."
"Niu Laosan, you are still as timid as ever."
"He's just a young guy who's just starting out. Even if his cultivation is higher than yours, he's definitely no match for you."
A hearty laugh rang out, and a young man in white holding a folding fan appeared in Zhang Wuji's sight with illusory steps.
The second in command of Taihang Mountain Stronghold, a smiling tiger, skilled in using hidden weapons and poisons, a master at the peak of his powers.
He is ruthless and likes to do whatever it takes.
"Stop your nonsense, come and try it if you dare."
He used his hands to mobilize his spiritual power and pushed hard. The Bull quickly pulled back and came to the side of the Smiling Tiger.
Disciples from major sects, even if they are just newcomers, should not be underestimated.
"Little guy, go back to where you came from."
"It's impossible for you to defeat us alone."
Opening the folding fan in his hand, Smiling Tiger showed a self-proclaimed gentle smile and said to Zhang Wuji with a faint smile.
The core disciples of Zhenwu Taoist Temple try their best not to become enemies if possible.
"tread!"
The spiritual power under his feet exploded, and Zhang Wuji turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing quickly towards the Smiling Tiger.
When shooting a person, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first.
Of these two bandit leaders, Smiling Tiger poses the greatest threat.
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