Chapter 92 Plot, Yang Conspiracy

Author: I became a god with 20,000 yuan a day

Chapter 92 Plot, Yang Conspiracy

Xichang and Wudang, one is the Ming emperor's personal army, with power over the government and the country, and he is in charge of the power of killing first and then reporting; the other is the Ming national religion and the Taishan Beidou in the Ming Wulin.

The battle between the two can almost determine whether the situation in the Ming Dynasty martial arts world will be suppressed by the court or continue to be high-profile.

Therefore, the news of Wudang coming to the Western Factory was heard, and many forces sent spies to Wudang Mountain, all wanting to get first-hand information.

But there are also some forces who are directly responsible for coming in person.

Under the setting sun, dark shadows stood among the Wudang Mountains and forests, watching the movements on Wudang Mountain.

Among them, on a cliff on the left side of Wudang, you can just see the location of Wudang Mountain Gate. Dongfang Bubai, wearing a big red brocade, stood with his hands behind his back.

The dark red afterglow shone on his fair and peerless cheeks, bright and heroic, and there was a domineering look between his eyebrows that could not be concealed.

Looking at the dense teams gradually going up the mountain to Wudang Mountain, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes:

"Is the news coming to Yuhuatian?"

The figure in black standing close to the cliff seemed to merge with the black cliff wall. He replied respectfully after hearing this:

"Although the subordinates who have passed the news to the Xichang are only three words 'Qinglong Club', with Yu Huatian's talent, they can definitely guess what the leader wants to convey to him. The one who attacks the strongholds in various places in Wudang and pours dirty water on the Xichang is the Qinglong Club."

"Then why didn't he check the Qinglong Club first, but went to Wudang Mountain first?" Dongfang Bubai was even more puzzled.

The man in black was silent. He dared not say much about uncertain things, let alone make random guesses.

Dongfang Bubai frowned and pondered for a moment, looked up at the mountain road again, and led the team to the Wudang Mountain figure wearing a silver-white python robe, murmured in a low voice:

"This person on Wudang Mountain is far from comparable to Shangguan Jinhong, Huo Xiu and others. If you don't give Wudang an explanation for this matter, and you still act as domineering as always, you will be afraid that this person will take action himself. At that time, even if you are back to the court, you may not be able to get out of Wudang Mountain."

"With your brain, it's impossible to think of these things. But what exactly do you want to do..."

Just as Dongfang Bubai was concentrating and meditating, he heard a faint voice suddenly sounded at the Wudang Mountain Gate in the distance:

"The governor of the West Factory is Yuhuatian and comes to worship the mountains."

Although the sound is calm, the breath is long and full of energy, and it almost spreads across a range of several miles.

All the figures hiding in the dark were shocked and looked in the sound.

On this side of the cliff, Dongfang Bubai also had a serious expression and focused attention.

...

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Outside the Wudang Mountain Gate.

Yu Huatian stood in front of the team, the Yitian sword hung casually around his waist, and the silver-white cloak behind him gently rose and fell with the breeze. His face was indifferent, and he quietly looked up at the several powerful figures in front of Wudang Mountain Gate. His eyes were in his eyes, and he showed no worry or solemn expression.

Song Yuanqiao led many senior Wudang elders and disciples to block the mountain gate. When they saw the Xichang team going up the mountain, everyone's faces became colder and colder. Some people showed solemnity or panic, but at this moment they forced themselves to suppress their fear and fear, and shared the same hatred of the enemy. They stared at the group of court hawks walking up the mountain.

Hearing Yu Huatian's mouth open, Song Yuanqiao subconsciously held the sword in his hand tightly, took a step forward, looked at the white shadow below, and said coldly:

"I welcome everyone in Wudang, but I don't welcome people from Xichang. My father-in-law should come from where to where to go."

"I, Wudang disciple, guard the mountain. Today, you can't get in this Wudang Mountain!"

Yu Huatian's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Is this what you mean, or what Zhang Zhenren means?"

Song Yuanqiao snorted coldly: "I am now the head of Wudang. Although my words cannot represent my family teacher, they can represent Wudang's wishes!"

"I understand."

Yu Huatian nodded slightly:

"Since that's the case, then let's fight."

After saying that, Yu Huatian did not continue to say more, waved his hand back and said, "Kill!"

"Knock, choke--"

"Swish swish swish swish--"

The sound of weapons being unsheathed and the sound of crossbows being wound together.

When many Western factory masters and Jinyiwei heard the order, they did not hesitate and immediately showed murderous intent. They took a step forward as a whole and wanted to attack the mountain directly.

However, the people in Wudang changed drastically.

They didn't expect that Yu Huatian was so domineering and wanted to take action if he had a disagreement.

"Sharp!"

Song Yuanqiao unsheathed his sword in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Yuhuatian, I, Wudang, just because I had a conflict with you in the northwest desert before, and it was my Wudang who suffered the loss. You took this opportunity to be aggressive and really bully me, Wudang, no one?!"

Yu Huatian waved his hand slightly, temporarily stopping everyone, and his eyes were still looking at Song Yuanqiao and said lightly:

"If you have a little brain, you should be able to think that I will not destroy you Wudang just because of the northwest desert. There is no need for me to do such a thankless thing."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly, feeling confused, but there was still a hint of anger in his eyes, and he said:

"Since you are not going to attack me, Wudang, why do you attack my strongholds in various places and lay disciples affiliated with me, Wudang? Now you bring people to me, Wudang, what do you mean?"

Yuhuatian said calmly:

"I have just said that the purpose of coming to Wudang is to worship the mountain, and it is more accurate, that is, to meet Zhenren Zhang. As for the destruction of your Wudang outer stronghold, there is another reason."

"I have always been brave enough to act. This is not something I did in the West Factory."

"Whether you believe it or not, I must go to Wudang Mountain today!"

Hearing this, everyone in Wudang looked at each other and began to whisper.

Song Yuanqiao also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. Just as he was about to ask in detail, a sudden movement came from both sides of the mountain road:

"Swish, swish--"

"ah……"

"Be careful, there are enemies!"

With the sound of dense arrows breaking through the air, many Western Factory Fanzi and Jinyiwei screamed and fell to the ground.

Following the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, figures of different clothes suddenly rushed out, and rushed straight to the crowd of people in the West Factory between the mountain roads.

"This group of Western Factory Dogs bully people too much, and we will never allow them to continue to bully us and other martial arts factions!"

"Sect Master Song doesn't have to worry, we will help you!"

Accompanied by anger, swords and shadows flashed, the people in the martial arts world wearing various costumes immediately launched an attack on the West Factory crowd without waiting for Wu Dang to take action.

The atmosphere between Xichang and Wudang Sect was already tense. At this moment, the sudden attack of these people from the world was like a fuse, instantly igniting the battle.

"kill!!"

The Xichang Fanzi and the Jinyiwei were attacked. After reacting, they were furious and started a counterattack directly, even directly involved the Wudang people at the mountain gate.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Song Yuanqiao stood in the crowd with a confused look on his face, not knowing where these people came from.

But when he saw the clothes of those people in the field, his face changed slightly:

"Money Gang, Tianzun, Ming Cult, and... Ghost Villa?!"

Yu Lianzhou, Taoist Master Chongxu and others next to him also changed their faces sharply:

“Where did these people come from?”

"Who wants them to help?!"

"Damn it! Sect Master, we have been plotted!"

…

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, Song Yuanqiao was not stupid either and immediately figured out everything.

These people from the martial arts forces have been hiding in the Wudang mountains and forests from the beginning. At this time, they just chose to take action at a critical moment, with the purpose of provoking a battle between Wudang and the court.

The Wudang Sect was regarded as a knife!

"stop!"

"Stop all Wudang disciples, stop hitting me!"

Song Yuanqiao looked anxious and shouted loudly, wanting to stop Wudang disciples from intervening in the battle.

But at this moment the scene was completely detonated. Once the blood was seen, both sides immediately became red in their eyes. No one could hear him, and they all took action when they saw that someone was not their own power.

Song Yuanqiao's shouting was directly drowned in the dense fighting and shouting.

"Damn it!"

Song Yuanqiao was furious, drew out his long sword and slashed directly at a nearby innate master of the Money Gang.

"Du——"
To be continued...