Who in the world could have thought that Zhang Wuji, who was once extremely glorious and energetic, would have fallen to this point, like a... about to die, without any vitality.

It’s not that he is old. Because of his strong internal skills, he actually doesn’t look too old. With his strong muscles and a majestic figure, I don’t know how many young people are better than many young people.

The reason why he looks in poor condition is more because of his spirit.

Although he was alive, he was like dead.

If it were not for the support of the belief in revenge, this majestic mountain would have collapsed long ago.

He is Zhang Wuji. He was born into a famous Wudang family, learned the Nine Yang Divine Arts, and dominated the Ming Cult. He has become a martial arts myth at a young age, and has countless confidants around him. Whether in terms of power or status, he has reached an enviable level.

Wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the beautiful knees.

In the martial arts world, it was originally said that after becoming a master, he was tired of fighting in the world, and withdrew from the world with his confidante, living a life like a fairy couple.

But who knows that he actually didn't have a good ending?

It's a pity.

The most desperate thing is not that you bear hatred, but that you clearly bear hatred and know who the enemy is, but you will never be able to take revenge and can't see anything. This is the saddest thing.

Zhang Wuji is so sad.

He knew that he was framed by the Chessman organization, and knew that everyone he cared about died at the hands of the Chessman organization, but he could not take revenge and he was not able to do anything.

You can't even expose your whereabouts, and you have to survive and hide.

He... is too difficult.

In the most desperate era, it supports...the strength to fight against the Chess-Person organization.

I don’t know how many years have passed, even the tenacious will be broken... No one can understand his inner pain.

Not long ago, his son was exposed in Kongtong Mountain and was brutally killed. His mentality completely collapsed. He vomited blood and did not wake up for three days and three nights.

Zhang Wuji's first half of his life was full of legends, and the second half of his life... besides being miserable, he is also miserable!

Fortunately, he had been waiting for countless years, and finally...he saw signs of being able to deal with the Chess Holding Organization.

That is Lin Pingzhi, that is Fuwei Escort Agency.

Now, he is like a walking corpse. Not to mention swallowing the Nine Corps Soul-Seeing Pill, he will give his life to Lin Pingzhi, who can deal with the Chess-Steering Organization, even if he lets him commit suicide immediately, and then Lin Pingzhi promises to avenge him, he will never hesitate at all.

After swallowing the Nine Corps Soul-Surface Pill, Lin Pingzhi completely believed this person.

The news provided by Zhang Wuji is very important.

On that Ming map, many strongholds of the Chessman organization were marked, and even headquarters strongholds... and some lists of members of the Chessman organization, as well as analyzing which sect would be a member of the Chessman organization.

All of them were the information that Zhang Wuji and his former subordinates of the Ming Cult have finally found out over hundreds of years.

This news is very heavy.

Although Zhang Wuji didn't say anything, Lin Pingzhi knew that he must have sacrificed heavily in order to get this information.

Lin Pingzhi held the map outlined by parchment or map information outlined by human velvet paper, and he focused on the key points.

"Don't worry, we will be in the same camp from now on... I will do my best and will not let down the dead souls who died under this piece of paper!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji's empty and unsightly pupils finally had a slight fluctuation.

His eyes haven't fluctuated for a long time.

Godless is like a walking zombie.

But now, after hearing Lin Pingzhi's sincere words, he didn't know why, but he felt that this promise was also very important!

"You should have a lot of secret injuries on you." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhang Wuji's body.

Then he threw a fairy vine fruit to him.

"This is not what I want!" Zhang Wuji said.

"But your picture is worth much more than this." Lin Ping's way.

...

night.

The evening breeze is gentle.

On the way from Fujian to Zhejiang, there was a group of people flying in the dark like ghosts.

The group of people were wearing black cloaks.

Just like death.

This is the person from the snow-washing wind and bamboo bright moon building.

But tonight, there was one more person in their team.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Several people were extremely fast.

"Young Master, since we know the branch of the Chess Leader Organization, why don't we directly destroy the branch of Fujian, but instead go far and enter Zhejiang?"

Lin Pingzhidao: "The Fujian branch can be destroyed at any time, but if they are destroyed, the Chess Leader will send more people and choose a new location. Since that's the case... it's better to keep it. Don't they like to stare at us? You like to eavesdrop on the actions of our Fuwei Escort Agency? Then use the tricks and at critical moments, they can also pass some error messages to the higher authorities..."

Swallowing...

Their martial arts skills are extremely high.

Running in the dark night is like lightning.

In a short while, I arrived in Zhejiang.

A college.

Zhulu Academy.

This academy is one of the famous academies in Zhejiang.

In the eyes of outsiders, people usually teach people to read and write.

But in fact, this place is in charge of Zhejiang and the Chess Leader Organization Branch.

"Da da da..."

Under the full moon.

The moonlight is like milk.

Thrown on the black roof of the academy.

Under the moonlight, Zhulu Academy is like a quiet paradise, looking so quiet and peaceful.

Inside the academy, the lights are brightly lit.

Red candle lanterns are decorated with them, and they look...a unique flavor.

Even though it was already late at night, there were still people reading at night with candles.

On the roof.

From all directions, there are black figures standing on the roof.

Straight, like a javelin.

The breeze blew the sleeves of the men in black, swaying in the void like running water.

The men in black looked so ethereal and mysterious.

"Who dares to break into my Zhulu Academy!" Shortly after they appeared, someone in Zhulu Academy burst into tears.

Immediately afterwards, in various rooms of the academy, someone flew up with a sword, stood on the house, confronting the man in black.

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A Confucian scholar who looked like a literati carried a bully gun and rushed up like a god.

Domineering and revealing.

Zhang Wuji, among the men in black, was shocked when he saw this person.

The other party's cultivation is very powerful, even stronger than him.

And he also recognized this person... was one of the strong men who surrounded and suppressed his former subordinates of the Ming Cult.

Zhu'er was penetrated by this man's chest with a sword and died of a life of death!

Seeing this Confucian scholar, there was a little hatred and anger in his eyes.

At the same time, it also felt powerless.

Members of the Chess-Shielding Organization are too powerful.

Until now, he still remembers the experience of being defeated by this man with one blow to the Overlord Gun.

He recalled the fear of being dominated.

In a daze...

"The evil-proof sword energy... Heavenly Devour!"
To be continued...