I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

"who."

Wei Yixiao had already spotted the two men. Without waiting for a closer look, he saw the man in white flash to the middle of the road and shouted.

"stop."

Dongfang Bai shouted coldly.

The two men reined in their horses and looked unkindly at Dongfang Bai who was blocking their way.

"Leave your cloth bag behind, and you can go."

Dongfang Bai said.

"impossible."

The monk Budai replied.

Dongfang Baidao: "Really?"

Then, she tapped the ground with her toes and turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of the two people.

The next moment, the monk felt a lightness on his back, and the cloth bag disappeared.

"you……"

He was about to curse, but was stopped by Wei Yixiao.

"I am Wei Yixiao of the Ming Cult. I have no grudge against you. You are a powerful martial artist and we cannot defeat you, but if you block my way and rob me, at least you must make us two brothers convinced."

Just kidding, Wei Yixiao, who claimed to be the best in martial arts in terms of lightness skills, couldn't even see the opponent's skills clearly, which shows how big the gap between the two sides is.

Dongfang Bai smiled and said, "I just like your cloth bag. Is this a valid reason?"

Her strength as a late grandmaster was revealed to the two of them without any concealment.

Wei Yixiao cupped his hands and said, "May I ask your name?"

"The East is undefeated."

Dongfang Bai thought about it, suddenly turned his eyes and said.

This name was mentioned by Qiao Feng by chance a few days ago.

Wei Yixiao was slightly stunned, as if he had never heard of this name, and said: "Okay, Wei Yixiao will remember it, see you another day."

The monk was a little anxious and wanted to get his cloth bag back.

However, with their strength, they could not be a match for the man opposite them, so they had to give up.

Wei Yixiao pulled him away cleanly and neatly without hesitation, so he had no choice but to give up and turn around and ride away on his horse.

If a real fight breaks out, it wouldn't be a big deal if either of them were killed by the other side, at least they can save face.

But the two of them have important information that must be reported to the Ming Cult headquarters immediately.

If you make a big mistake, it could mean more than just two lives.

Watching the two people leave, Dongfang Bai had a strange look in his eyes.

"Wei Yixiao is really patient. He didn't even resist when someone robbed him of his things."

"There must be something more important." Qiao Feng walked out slowly.

Although he only changed his attire and appearance and did not disguise himself, if you are far away, people who are not very familiar with him would not be able to recognize him.

"What do you want this cloth bag for? The most it has is a special material that is hard to be damaged by ordinary swords and knives, but it is not a top-notch treasure."

Dongfang Bai threw the bag to the ground with some disgust.

The cloth bag rolled twice and then stopped.

There was someone struggling inside, and palm prints kept appearing on the surface of the cloth bag.

"The people inside are quite strong." Dongfang Bai said with some surprise.

"Don't move, I'll let you out." Qiao Feng said as he untied the cloth bag, lifted it up and dumped the person inside out.

Seeing that it was a young man, Qiao Feng was already almost certain.

This person is most likely Zhang Wuji.

"What's your name? How did you get caught by the monk Shuo Bu De?"

Dongfang Bai asked curiously.

The young man immediately bowed and said, "I am Zhang Wuji, thank you both for saving me."

"Zhang Wuji...I don't think I've heard of him."

Dongfang Bai looked at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Zhang Wuji, with your skills, maybe the monk is not as good as you, why were you arrested?"

"Uh... I was seriously injured before, so I can't do anything."

Zhang Wuji scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

Zhang Wuji's strength now has reached the level of a grandmaster, and he has the internal strength of the Nine Yang Divine Art. I'm afraid that the high-ranking officials of the Ming Cult are no match for him.

It’s just that Zhang Wuji looks a little green and foolish now.

"You are seriously injured?" Dongfang Bai asked in surprise.

She also noticed Zhang Wuji's skills at this moment. He had actually reached the level of a grandmaster. How talented was he?

Although it seems that I have also achieved the Grand Master level at this age.

Qiao Feng pondered and said, "Zhang Wuji? Is your father Zhang Cuishan of Wudang?"

Zhang Wuji was stunned, "Do you know my father?"

Qiao Feng said, "That's not the case. When I visited Master Zhang a few days ago, he was still sighing that his disciple's life and death were unknown, and his disciple's name was Zhang Wuji."

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He had been away from Wudang for seven or eight years, and was caught up in a series of troubles, living alone in the mountains for more than five years.

Not long after he came out, he was tricked into falling off a cliff, and was captured again after being rescued. These things happened to him one after another, leaving him with no time to return to Wudang, and he was captured by Budai Monk again.

The bag was not soundproof, and he knew where it was, so he could only sigh.

At this moment, Qiao Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Zhang Wuji was startled and tried to resist, but found that he could not move at all.

"Master Zhang said that you have a very difficult to remove cold poison in your body and wanted me to help you heal your wounds. But from what I have seen, your internal skills are profound, your internal energy is pure and extremely hot. You should have cured the cold poison by yourself, right?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji believed it completely.

Only a few people knew that he was suffering from cold poison.

"Well, I had a little luck. I cured the cold poison a few years ago. I wonder what yours is?"

"Qiao Feng."

Zhang Wuji was stunned, "The leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng?"

"That's right, but now I'm no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Zhang Wuji said quickly, "I was wrong. Thank you, Master Qiao and this master, for saving me. Otherwise, I would have been captured and taken to the Ming Cult."

Qiao Feng's heart was slightly moved, and he said: "So are you going back to Wudang now, or..."

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment and replied, "I still have to go to the Ming Cult."

Dongfang Bai was puzzled. "If you were caught by them, you might have been caught by Wei Yixiao and had your blood sucked if it weren't for us. Why did you go?"

Zhang Wuji said: "The monk didn't hurt me. In fact, he put me in the bag to prevent Wei Yixiao from sucking my blood. But Wei Yixiao had to drink blood to heal his wounds. He didn't hurt anyone intentionally. He had his reasons."

When Qiao Feng heard this, he realized that this nice guy’s heart was really a headache.

But when there is something he actually does it himself. It's better to be a saint than to order others to do this and that.

As for Zhang Wuji's rapid training speed and constant adventures, Qiao Feng didn't care at all.

Who is not a protagonist?

Qiao Feng asked: "Who hurt you?"

"Um... it's the head of Emei, Nun Miejue."

Qiao Feng thought to himself that this was indeed the case.

"How did you get hurt by her?"

Zhang Wuji said: "This is why I want to go to the Bright Summit. Nun Miejue has found many experts to cause trouble for the Ming Cult. From what I have seen along the way, the actions of the Ming Cult disciples are nothing like the legendary demon cult.

"On the contrary, Nun Miejue was ruthless and killed many people. I have to stop her from killing more people."

Qiao Feng asked again: "How do you stop it?"

Zhang Wuji replied blankly: "If I resist, she is no match for me."

Dongfang Bai was surprised, "You weren't seriously injured because you didn't resist, were you?"

Zhang Wuji touched his head awkwardly.

Qiao Feng already understood the reason and did not ask me any more questions.

Although there are no six major sects besieging Bright Summit in this world, Miejue and the Ming Cult still have a grudge, and she has also found masters from other sects to besiege Bright Summit.

So this plot seems to be strangely connected again.

Qiao Feng said, "Then let's wait a little longer. We can go up the mountain together tomorrow to have a look. Nun Miejue won't go up the mountain overnight, right?"

We will go up the mountain to find Cheng Kun tomorrow, and then the Great Shift of the Universe will begin.

He wanted to see what the difference was between the Ming Cult's Great Shift of the Universe after reaching the seventh level and Zhu Wusi's.

Zhang Wuji nodded: "Okay, with Master Qiao here, we will definitely be able to help them resolve their misunderstandings, and fewer people will die."

The three of them stayed at the foot of the mountain that night, and went up the mountain together early the next morning.

However, at Qiao Feng's suggestion, they only acted in secret and did not alert anyone from the Ming Cult.