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Chapter 759

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The Ming Sect and Shaolin Temple had never had much enmity, and Zhang Wuji was the Ming Sect's most outstanding talent; coupled with the fact that the Ming Sect and Shaolin were already on friendly terms, all of this prompted the Shaolin Sect to come here.

"Amitabha!" Master Kucheng put his hands together and recited a Buddhist name.

Zhang Wuji and the others hurriedly returned the greeting; they were quite in awe of Master Kucheng.

"Master Kucheng, thank you for your hard work in coming from afar!" Yin Tianzheng said politely.

Master Kucheng shook his head: "Amitabha, this old monk came here because I saw the signal."

"Master Kucheng, the Mo Sect is currently powerful; wouldn't it be wonderful if we joined forces to resist the enemy?" At this point, the elders of the Ming Sect began to suggest one after another; they were all martial arts fanatics, and fighting and brawling were just daily routines for them.

Master Kucheng shook his head: "This poor monk's cultivation is shallow; I am afraid I am no match for those Mo Sect people."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this; these words were truly humble.

"Master Kucheng, you also know that these Mo Sect thieves are extremely cunning; if they escape, there will be endless trouble." At this point, Yin Tianzheng reminded him.

Master Kucheng nodded, also deeply aware of the Mo Sect's treachery: "This child's strength is high; although I have the heart to kill him, I am powerless to do so."

The people of the Ming Sect looked worried; they had spent a great deal of effort to trap this Mo Sect disciple, and they hadn't expected him to run away, which was a disgrace to them.

"However..."

Master Kucheng's voice suddenly stopped.

Everyone immediately pricked up their ears.

Master Kucheng sighed and said: "However, this Mo Sect disciple is severely wounded and I am afraid he will not be able to recover in a short time."

"Oh?" Yin Tianzheng asked in surprise: "Is the Master certain?"

Master Kucheng nodded: "What this poor monk used were Tantric golden needles; ordinary martial artists lose their ability to act once struck. That demonic person has roamed the Wu Lin for decades..." ===== CHAPTER 761 =====

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