Zhang Sanfeng looked at Sange lightly, without any contempt in his eyes.

With Sangge's age of only 40 or 50 years old, he is already a top master in the world. I'm afraid that the seven disciples under him can use the Zhenwu Seven-Seal Formation together to compete.

If you take it out alone, it is definitely not the opponent of Sanger in front of you. Moreover, Basiba is not only Sanger, but three disciples. This shows how powerful this Basiba is!

"If Mongolia really wants to fight in the Central Plains martial arts world, we will defeat the old Taoist first. If we don't defeat the old Taoist, we will attack our Central Plains martial arts sect at will. Then don't blame the old Taoist for being ruthless."

A cold feeling that was already so cold that it was extremely flashed in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

Cheng Kun defected to Mongolia, and in the original work, the entire Central Plains martial arts world almost killed each other. If it weren't for the true emperor Zhang Wuji's birth, I'm afraid all this would have been succeeded by Cheng Kun!

Sangge looked pale and gasped slightly, "It's a pity that you stopped Zhenren Zhang. If you hadn't stopped him, Cheng Kun would definitely be seriously injured in the vitality of the Central Plains martial arts. By then, my Mongolian Empire will lead the army directly, who can you resist?"

"snort!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, looked at Sange, and did not hide his murderous intent in his heart. "Do you really think that the old Taoist dare not kill you?"

The true power in Zhang Sanfeng's body surged, hard and soft, and his swallowing and spitting changed. His palms were already secretly filled with terrifying power!

Sanger's face changed and he said fearfully, "I'm just passing a message for my master. Zhenren Zhang will not do anything that makes the world laugh at me, let alone, I'm here to write a letter of war for my master!"

"What kind of war book?"

The cold expression on Zhang Sanfeng's face did not diminish at all. He was already considering whether to keep the Sanger in front of him completely!

"Today is May. More than four months later, on the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th, my master will invite you to fight in Kunlun Mountain! I wonder if Zhenren Zhang agrees!"

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Sanfeng worriedly. He knew that Zhang Sanfeng's true power was damaged. It would be difficult to reply in four months!

Zhang Sanfeng gave Song Yuanqiao a steady look, and then slowly looked at Sange, "I promised Zhanshu. I won't kill you today, but if you come to Wudang Mountain, you will always have to leave something, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng had already taken action like lightning, and the terrifying power in his hands bloomed like a raging wave.

His five fingers stretched out like dragon claws. With a light touch, he put them on Sanger's shoulder!

"One arm is enough!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled coldly, looked at the completely panic and frightened Sange tore hard, and one of Sange's arm had been completely torn off!

"ah!"

Sanger's eyes turned red almost instantly, and he let out a roar of pain, breaking his arm. His ten years of hard work turned into nothing in one go!

"Are you convinced after you cut off your arm?"

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly. Compared to Cheng Kun's evil deeds in the Central Plains martial arts world, the Sange in front of him just broke his penis, and he thought it was a cheaper Sange.

This move also tells Basiba that his Central Plains martial arts world is not a soft persimmon that can be slaughtered. With him, Zhang Sanfeng, the Central Plains martial arts world will not be bullied by any foreign tribe!

"Sange is convinced! Zhenren Zhang is really amazing. I, Sanger, are completely convinced today!"

At this moment, Sanger's face regained his calmness. Before coming, he had seen many Central Plains martial artists, but they were all vulnerable.

Even among the Ming Cult, which is known as the Central Plains sect, there are only a few who can attract attention.

Now Sangge understands that there are people outside of people and there are heavens outside of heaven. The Central Plains are indeed as his master said, and many capable people emerge!

"Tell Basiba, I, Zhang Sanfeng, received the battle letter, but during this period, if he still sends people with incorrect minds to disturb the power of the Central Plains martial arts, don't blame the ruthless Taoist!"

Zhang Sanfeng fluttered and slapped at a huge rock half the size of a house near Sanger.

With a loud bang, the huge rock turned into stone chips under the unparalleled true power, flying all over the sky. The huge rock weighing thousands of pounds could not stop Zhang Sanfeng's light blow!

Sanger's pupils were shocked, not by the shattering of the boulder, but by Zhang Sanfeng's attitude of lifting weights.

He knew that Zhang Sanfeng had a slight insane injury, but after fighting with him, he was still able to crush the huge rocks with such ease, but he had to look at him with admiration.

"I will tell my master truthfully, that Zhenren Zhang is going to say goodbye!"

Sangge bowed his hand gently, endured the piercing pain, and stepped down from Wudang Mountain step by step. This mountain that is not very famous in the Central Plains made him completely arouse his awe.

After Sangge left, Song Yuanqiao walked up to look at Zhang Sanfeng worriedly, "Master's injury is serious. Sangge is indeed very strong. But my disciple has never heard of Basiba!"

"Nabasiba is the first imperial commander of Mongolia. Sangge has obtained his true teachings for his disciples, and his strength is indeed unfathomable!"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and said, "The figure of Basiba was not seen in the original work. Unexpectedly, such an invincible figure appeared in the world today!"

It seems that the water in the world of Yitian is really shallow.

In addition to the Mongolian national teacher Basiba, there are also the Persian Ming Cult priests and the Western Regions Tantra. Among these sects, there must be amazing masters.

It’s just that the original work is not mentioned. How can a real world be the only characters mentioned, those who are not mentioned, perhaps the most terrifying ones.

"Although Sange is powerful, the disciples and others can unfold the Zhenwu Seven-Sealing Formation. Although it is difficult to defeat, the confrontation should not be a problem."

"That's right. In the next time, you must maintain your health. Another set of internal skills that the teacher will pass on to you, and strive to combine it with the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu and the Red Flame Divine Palm. You must gradually learn these things. The martial arts are endless and long. You cannot relax with yourself. You have to practice hard day after day to achieve something in the end!"

"Disciple understands, and I will definitely keep it in mind when my master's words!"

Song Yuanqiao nodded and saw that Zhang Sanfeng was really not in trouble, so he went back to discuss the practice with other brothers.

As for Zhang Sanfeng, he naturally went to the Zhenwu Hall to retreat. The realm of martial arts is indeed endless. Only by constantly climbing can you see the peak!

In the hall, Zhang Sanfeng sat cross-legged and carefully realized his shortcomings. Recently, these people have indeed become a little confident and used to crushing the enemy with true power, but his martial arts are a little unfamiliar!
Chapter completed!