Su Chen vs. Zhang Sanfeng

"Join forces against the Ancient Experts?" A trace of hesitation flashed through Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

He had always kept himself apart from worldly affairs and rarely involved himself in the conflicts of the martial world.

Though he possessed a formidable cultivation capable of suppressing the world, he had never roamed the mortal realm or meddled in the various troubles of the martial world.

Now that Su Chen had come to Wudang Mountain and invited him to fight the Ancient Experts together, Zhang Sanfeng knew with only a little thought that this matter would be far from simple and would bring endless trouble.

And trouble was precisely what he did not want.

As the thought crossed his mind, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Su Chen and said, "My apologies, God of Slaughter. Wudang has always stayed out of worldly affairs, so..."

Hearing this, a strange light flashed through Su Chen's eyes. "True Master Zhang, from the sound of it, you intend to refuse?"

As he spoke, his expression gradually turned cold.

To be honest, he had not come this time to ask Zhang Sanfeng's opinion, nor had he come to discuss it. He had come to inform him.

He had thought Zhang Sanfeng would at least show him this much respect, but he had not expected Zhang Sanfeng to actually intend to refuse.

Zhang Sanfeng could also see Su Chen's displeasure. He rose directly from his meditation cushion, lifted a hand, and summoned the True Martial Sword hanging on the wall into his grasp.

Then he looked at Su Chen and said, "Young Hero Su, shall we exchange a few moves in the sky?"

Zhang Sanfeng had heard of Su Chen's deeds as well. He understood that if he did not exchange a few moves with Su Chen today and suppress him,