Ye Zhou and his men's performances were perfect in this scene. Even Wang Ou had almost no mistakes. He cried sympathetically and was afraid of the smoothness and nature of the transformation towards relief. Although there were still some unsuitable places in Yu Min's eyes, he did not think that she could still be moved this time after taking a few more shots.

"The scene outside has been arranged. While everyone is still in the play, the next scene will start filming."

As Yu Min finished speaking, the court scored a game.

Zhang Cuishan could not kill his wife, so when the sword tip pierced Yin Susu's throat, he quickly withdrew his sword and rushed out the door.

Outside the Wudang Dao Hall, a group of righteous factions once again asked Zhang Sanfeng to hand over Zhang Cuishan. Zhang Sanfeng was unwilling to do so. Master Mie Jue came forward and forced Wudang to put the opposite side of the Wulin Zhengdao through verbal remarks.

The situation between the scene was severe, and Wudang disciples were not afraid, and they drew their swords and pointed at various sects, and the major sects were also preparing to attack Wudang.

At this time, an angry voice came from behind the Tao Hall.

"Don't make things difficult for my master!"

Zhang Cuishan walked out from the side of the Tao Hall and walked like the wind.

Today is Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, and it is time to celebrate. I never thought that Zhang Cuishan's return would put Zhang Sanfeng in a dilemma. This is a great disfiance of being a disciple, and Wudang saw blood in his eyes, which is another great injustice.

The unfilial and unrighteous situation further strengthened his ambition to die.

Only when he dies can he preserve righteousness, Wudang, and his master's reputation as a martial arts master, then he must die, and he must die.

I saw Zhang Cuishan holding a long sword in his hand, glaring at the heroes and saying, "I, Zhang Cuishan, do things one by one, and this matter has nothing to do with my mentor or Wudang."

Among the heroes, one of them said with a righteous face: "Okay, please tell me the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun."

After this sound, the heroes of the martial arts world responded one after another, and the momentum was huge.

Zhang Cuishan sneered and said calmly: "You are so dedicated. You are here to celebrate your birthday on the day of the 100th birthday of our teacher. You just want to learn from my Zhang Cuishankou whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun. To put it bluntly, you just want to get the Dragon Slaying Sword."

He stopped here and looked at the leader of the decent with disgust, but at this moment, no one dared to look at him.

It seemed that everyone's performance was already within his expectations. He laughed sarcastically and pointed the three-foot sword at the heroes. The heroes were all oppressed by his momentum for a moment. The sword turned horizontally and then stopped in front of at least Lin's monks. He said in a determined tone: "Don't worry, I, Zhang Cuishan, can definitely give you an explanation today."

The righteous people were puzzled. Could it be that the Wudang Zhang Wuxia would fight against the Shaolin monks alone? However, when they thought of this, they couldn't help but feel secretly happy. If the Wudang Seven Heroes went to fight, the outcome was not easy to say, and if Zhang Cuishan was alone, he would definitely lose in the end.

How could they not be happy if they could justify Xie Xun’s whereabouts?

At this time, the Seven Heroes of Wudang and Yin Susu came after him.

Zhang Cuishan turned his head and knelt in front of Zhang Sanfeng. Just like countless years ago, he always did this when he did something wrong, waiting for his master to forgive him.

"Master, my disciples have to bear the favor of their masters and have to be ashamed of martial arts, but my disciples still have something to ask for."

Zhang Sanfeng knew what his disciple was going to do. How could he escape unscathed when he was alone against the monks of Shaolin? At this time, he was afraid that he would have to explain his funeral.

What a fool. The seven brothers grew up by themselves. How could they sacrifice their lives for the reputation of Wudang?

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said, "Speak, no matter what, my teacher will agree."

After Zhang Cuishan said that, he asked Zhang Sanfeng to save his child.

He looked at the right path again, then seemed to be reciting a poem, and then cursed: "The Supreme Martial Arts World, the Dragon Slaying Sword, and command the world, no one dared not to obey."

It's just a dragon-slaying sword, so many people in the world are laughable, ridiculous.

When a person dies, the lamp goes out and there is no connection with this world. Zhang Cuishan decides to die, but he still nostalgic for this world.

He turned his head, looked at the Wudang people one by one, and finally looked at Yin Susu. At this moment, he put down all the shackles.

There was determination, reluctance, guilt in his eyes, but he had absolutely no regrets, because he had never regretted since he met her on the Linjiang Painting Boat.

"No!"

A shrill roar suddenly rang in the audience, and it sounded so harsh.

At the same time, Zhang Cuishan slashed his sword at his throat. The sword was very fast, without any hesitation...

...

The scarlet blood sprayed along the sword blade, which seemed so dazzling. When you looked down, you saw that there were mottled blood on the blue Taoist robe on Zhang Wuxia. At this time, the setting sun shone, dyeing the two wisdom swords on his Taoist robe red, which looked like two entangled and bitter fish.

Suddenly, a child's cry sounded in the scene, like Mars igniting the lead. Everyone watching the show, and even the cameramen who controlled the cameras couldn't help crying at this moment.

Zhang Wuxia, who was elegant and elegant on a white horse yesterday, was really dead...

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng stood up to save people and rescued Xiao Wuji from the hands of the two elders Xuanming.

Xiao Wuji looked at his father who was lying motionless on the ground and cried and wanted to wake him up.

The desperate Yin Susu hugged her child, and her red eyes swept across the righteous people one by one.

"Wuji, you have to remember each of their faces clearly, because every pair of their hands is stained with your father's blood." Her expression was not much resentful, but the hatred contained in her voice was so strong.

After saying that, she looked at her husband's face, without crying, just watching quietly.

"Fifth Brother, you are leaving, how can Susu live?"

Someone shouted, but it was too late, Yin Susu turned to Zhang Cuishan's body.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the two wisdom swords on Zhang Cuishan's body swung. They were still red, but this time they were stained with blood.

...

Yu Min rubbed her eyes and shouted loudly: "Car, perfect."

At this time, Ye Zhou, who was lying on the ground, got up and then stood up. However, Wang Ou was not out of the way and still hugged Ye Zhou and cried.

Sometimes it is difficult for an actor to get into a role, but it is also difficult for an actor to get out of the role after entering the role.

The staff on the set, led by Yu Min, applauded one after another, and the atmosphere around them became more warm, and Wang Ou, who was immersed in the mood in the play, improved.

"I was still thinking about the glance you looked at me just now. I kept wondering why I couldn't find out your abnormality earlier, otherwise the fifth brother wouldn't have died."
Chapter completed!