Chapter 708

As Song Yuanqiao gradually walked outside the Wudang Sect's mountain gate, the Jianghu people outside the Wudang Sect also gradually stopped their verbal abuse.

After a moment of silence, the Emei Sect Master, Abbess Miejue, walked up slowly.

At this moment, Abbess Miejue could no longer control her anger, and she spoke to Song Yuanqiao like a shrew:

"Song Yuanqiao!!! I am still mindful that you are one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, so I will say one word to you!!!"

"Hand over Song Qingshu to me!!! Give an account to the people of Great Ming!!! Otherwise, your Wudang will face the wrath of the Great Ming Jianghu today!!!"

"Today is the day to flatten the Wudang Sect!!!"

After Abbess Miejue finished speaking, countless Jianghu people also began to chime in:

"If you don't hand over Song Qingshu, we will flatten Mount Wudang today!!!"

"Do you really think that because the Wudang Sect is powerful, you can do whatever you want in the Jianghu???"

"Song Qingshu has committed a major taboo! Even your Wudang Sect cannot protect him!"

"If you don't hand over Song Qingshu, even if we major sects die today, we will flatten Wudang to give people justice!!"

More and more people spoke, and the foul language increased; some even began to shout that the Wudang Sect was actually a demon den, a place that raised devils.

"30 Shut up!!"

"When did it become your turn to discuss right and wrong regarding our Wudang Sect?!!!"

Besides Song Yuanqiao, who was already at the gate, the other Seven Heroes of Wudang, such as Yu Lianzhou, also walked out one after another.

They really could not listen to what these people were saying anymore.

"Do you really want to use force to protect such a conscienceless person as Song Qingshu??!!"

"Do you really think that the Great Ming Wu Lin only has your Wudang as strong, and that you have no rivals in the Jianghu?"

The Kunlun Sect Master, He Taichong, walked up slowly and said to the six people, including Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu.

Originally, the Kunlun Sect and the Wudang Sect did not get along well, and this time the matter was originally Wudang Sect's fault.

So He Taichong naturally stood out.

Following He Taichong's lead, Master Kongwen of the Shaolin Temple, as well as the two masters Kongzhi and Kongxing, the Five Elders of Kongtong, the Huashan Sect Master Xian Yutong, and others also walked out of the crowd slowly.

Seeing this, He Taichong became bolder, and subsequently, he circulated his internal Qi to shatter the giant rock in front of the Wudang Sect's gate.

"Today, we will act on behalf of heaven, wipe out all the demons in your Wudang demon den, and seek justice for the commoners who died at the hands of that demon disciple Song Qingshu!!!!"

"If you still don't hand over Song Qingshu, we can only break into your sect and catch him ourselves!"

A cold look appeared on the corner of He Taichong's mouth.

In his heart, he very much wanted to use this opportunity to directly destroy Wudang.

He felt that after Wudang was gone, perhaps his Kunlun Sect could ascend to the Heavenly Ranking and obtain the Heavenly Dao reward.

Just after He Taichong finished speaking, he called on the disciples of the Kunlun Sect to condense infinite pressure and press it toward the direction of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

And after the Kunlun Sect took the lead, countless Jianghu people followed the example of the Kunlun Sect disciples, condensing their own internal Qi and pressing it toward the Wudang Sect.

For a time, because the pressure of thousands of Jianghu people was directed at the Seven Heroes of Wudang, the heavens and earth changed color at this moment; as if heaven had sensed it, clusters of dark clouds suddenly appeared above the peak of Mount Wudang, and several blood-colored lightning bolts shuttled back and forth in the dark clouds.

And the Seven Heroes of Wudang, who were facing this pressure condensed by the crowd, were also directly pressed into internal injuries at this moment.

All seven of them could not help but retreat a few steps, and each of them knelt on one knee on the ground, with strands of bright red blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Seeing this, a cold look appeared in He Taichong's eyes; just as he wanted to take this opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

An extremely strong and domineering pressure instantly deterred them.

For a moment, He Taichong actually had the feeling of wanting to kneel down and worship.

Zhang Sanfeng, with white hair and a white beard, walked out slowly from the front of the Wudang Sect's gate; with every step Zhang Sanfeng took, it was as if a giant hammer was smashing toward the hearts of the various Jianghu factions surrounding the Wudang Sect.

And a layer of soft light slowly emerged around the Seven Heroes of Wudang, quietly blocking the thick pressure condensed by these thousands of people outside their bodies.

It was not until the Kunlun Sect and the others slowly dissipated the pressure they were emitting that Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his suppression of them.

Seeing such a powerful Zhang Sanfeng, a look of fear appeared in Master Kongwen's eyes.

The pressure Zhang Sanfeng brought to him was several times stronger than the pressure emitted by Zhu Wushi when he went to the Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, what is Grandmaster Zhang doing???"

"Does the Wudang Sect really want to protect that evil person Song Qingshu?"

Master Kongwen said softly toward Zhang Sanfeng with his hands pressed together.

Since he could not beat Zhang Sanfeng, Master Kongwen wanted to use the general trend to suppress Zhang Sanfeng.

Since the Shaolin Temple had joined this farce this time, he must suppress Wudang; only in this way could the Shaolin Temple's status in the Jianghu surpass Wudang and go to a higher level!

Hearing Master Kongwen's words, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slowly and said softly:

"Song Qingshu is not on Mount Wudang at this moment."

"If you are looking for him, go look for him elsewhere; do not come to disturb the tranquility of Mount Wudang!"

Zhang Sanfeng's words seemed to have turned into substance, forming ripples in the air; in just a moment, the thousands of people outside Mount Wudang heard what Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Then are you trying to shirk responsibility for Mount Wudang???!!!"

"No matter what, Song Qingshu is a disciple of your Wudang Sect; shouldn't you give Great Ming an explanation??!!"