Chapter 709

"Or do you, Zhang Sanfeng, want to rely on your own powerful strength to cover the sky with one hand in Great Ming??!!"

Although there was fear in He Taichong's eyes, he still did not give up this opportunity to severely damage Wudang.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one else had spoken, He Taichong took the lead in pushing Wudang into the abyss of fault.

After He Taichong finished speaking, countless Jianghu people felt that Mount Wudang was a bit too domineering this time.

"That's right, although your Mount Wudang is powerful, can you do whatever you want in the Jianghu??"

"Is this the righteous path??? Why do I feel they are more shameless than the Demon Sect!"

"It seems the rumors in the Jianghu are not wrong; Mount Wudang is a Demon Sect wearing sheep's clothing!"

The Jianghu people behind He Taichong began to comment on the Wudang Sect one after another.

Seeing this, Abbess Miejue walked directly to Zhang Sanfeng and said loudly:

"Grandmaster Zhang, does your Wudang really want to protect Song Qingshu???"

"Not to mention anything else, that little thief Song Qingshu forcibly indulged in lust until death with several female disciples of my Emei Sect!"

"If you don't give this nun an explanation, even if I die, I will die on Mount Wudang!"

After Zhang Sanfeng heard everyone's words, his brows also knitted tightly; he was most unwilling to face the current situation. If Wudang had been in the right this time, he would have swept this group of 860 rebellious people off Mount Wudang long ago.

Unfortunately, the matter this time was indeed Wudang's fault.

Just when Zhang Sanfeng wanted to continue to deter them, the head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Song Qingshu's father Song Yuanqiao, stopped Zhang Sanfeng gently.

"The cause of the past, the fruit of today."

"No matter what, we Wudang will give everyone an explanation!"

Song Yuanqiao walked toward the crowd surrounding Mount Wudang in a very desolate manner.

This formed a sharp contrast with the day he learned that Song Qingshu had obtained an opportunity and his cultivation had greatly increased; the scene at this moment filled the eyes of the people of Wudang.

"As Song Qingshu's father, if the son commits a mistake, it is naturally the father who should atone."

"I don't ask that after today, you will spare his life when you see Qingshu; I only ask that after I die, you will no longer make things difficult for Wudang!"

After speaking, Song Yuanqiao severed his own meridians and died instantly.

Everything Song Yuanqiao did happened in a flash; the other few people among the Seven Heroes of Wudang had not yet reacted, and Song Yuanqiao had already fallen directly into a pool of blood.

"Senior Brother!!!"

"Eldest Senior Brother!!!"

Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu ran to Song Yuanqiao's side immediately after seeing him fall slowly, looking at his corpse.

And the crowd surrounding the Wudang Sect also fell silent at this moment.

Just as silence fell outside the Wudang mountain gate, an evil voice suddenly came from the sky at an inappropriate time:

"Yo, is it over already???"

"I thought you had a lot of guts, but after gathering so many people here and seeing Zhang Sanfeng, you don't even dare to fart; you really are a bunch of trash!"

The person speaking was the culprit of this matter, Song Qingshu!.