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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Fighting Heroes

At the six major sects, they saw Zhang Shuo hit Zong Weixia, the second-ranked five elders of Kongtong, seriously injured him. In addition to his strange and unpredictable light skills, they all knew that there was a tough trick coming from the Ming Cult.

When I heard Master Mie Jue say that his martial arts are superb and he is comparable to Zhang Sanfeng, everyone was shocked again.

Master Kongshi of Shaolin School preached the Buddha's name and went forward and said, "Amitabha, the donor has such superb skills. I wonder what it has to do with the Ming Cult?"

Zhang Shuo smiled and said, "Mingjiao? I am not a member of the Mingjiao."

Kong Yan looked happy and said, "So he is the donor, I am a person in the right path!"

Zhang Shuo shrugged: "Why am I the one who is in the right way?"

When everyone heard this, Hunting looked unhappy. He was one of the best figures in the righteous martial arts world. He had never been so disrespectful to a junior.

The four great monks of Shaolin in the Heaven of Heaven have the wisdom of seeing, hearing, hearing, and seeing.

Kong saw that the monk was confused by Cheng Kun and tried to resolve the conflict between their master and disciple. He was forced to receive Xie Xun's thirteen seven-injury punches, and was finally beaten to death by Xie Xun's trick.

Kong Wen was the abbot of Shaolin again and did not leave the mountain gate. After becoming famous, Zhang Sanfeng had never used force with others for more than 70 years.

For thousands of years, Shaolin has always adhered to the right path. Among the six sects, except for his senior brother, Master Kongzhi, he is the highest in his generation.

Now that Zhang Shuo is despised by a young young man, Huo Yan, who is already irritable, said angrily: "Since the donor is not a person from the Demon Sect or a person from the Right Way, what kind of hatred does it come to Guangming, but what kind of hatred does it have?"

Zhang Shuo said: "The Ming Cult disciples are distributed in various parts of the Central Plains, and are the main force in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty. Now that the Tartars are in power and oppressing the Han people, your six major factions are coming to suppress the Ming Cult. What kind of hatred is it? I can't just sit still!"

There was a silence at first, and then all kinds of scolding and laughter broke out.

Who does this kid think he is? The Supreme Martial Arts World?

It’s my dream of the Dragon Slaying Sword!

It thought he was Zhang Zhenren, and he really missed his surname, hahaha...

Except for the Emei Sect who had seen Zhang Shuo's power, no one laughed. The other disciples of the other sects laughed so hard that they were laughing. Even in the Ming Cult and martial arts, many people laughed at Zhang Shuo.

When Zhang Shuo saw them laughing, his eyes condensed, his murderous aura spread out like frost and snow, and his eyes slowly swept across the crowd at the scene.

Anyone who has been scanned by Zhang Shuo's eyes can only feel the murderous aura invasion into the bone marrow, which makes people tremble and frightened.

After a glance, the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet and scary.

The people who just opened their mouths to laugh at each other were all red, and they couldn't breathe, but they could only hold it tightly.

I couldn't help but feel absurd in my heart. As long as I speak out, the head will be lost in the next moment?

Emptiness was the first to be hit. Under Zhang Shuo's mercury-like murderous aura, he couldn't help but hit a chill. His pupils shrank in his eyes and his heart was shocked: "How many people do you have to kill to have such a huge murderous aura!"

After a while, another person from the Shaolin Sect came out, leaning on a gold Zen stick and wearing a cassock, which showed his extraordinary identity.

"Amitabha, the donor is so horrifying that even I am terrified. I heard that Donor Zhang is the descendant of the Dragon Subduing Palm, and I think it is not a demonic way. Why should I protect those demon sects who are suffering from the martial arts world?"

Zhang Shuo said: "Hundred decades ago, Guo Jing led the Central Plains martial arts heroes to fight against Mongolia in Xiangyang City. With the help of Xiangyang, he blocked the Mongolian Iron Cavalry for more than ten years. Do you know this?"

Kong Zhi clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the style of hero Guo Jing, I have been fascinated by him for a long time, how can I not know!"

Zhang Shuo continued: "At that time, wars in the Central Plains were frequent, and the Mongols would slaughter the city. The world was struggling to survive. However, you, Shaolin, stayed in your door and only knew how to practice meditation and practice the Tao, and did not ask those who suffered outside the door!"

"At the same time, the Beggars' Sect was the largest gang in the world at that time and the most important force in fighting against Mongolia. After the failure of the anti-Yuan Dynasty, it even declined from the largest gang to the current second- and third-rate gang. Its spirit is worthy of admiration for future generations!"

"Look at the tens of thousands of disciples under the Beggars' Sect at that time. Although the quality is different, it does not hinder its reputation as the largest gang."

"Today's Ming Cult is very similar to the Beggars' Sect in the past. Now the Ming Cult is the main force in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty. Although there are people like Wei Yixiao and Xie Xun who kill indiscriminately, how can they deny their achievements in fighting against the Tartars?"

"This...this..." Kong Zhi was speechless for a moment, and Zhang Shuo's words were true, which made him unable to refute.

Zhang Shuo's words were loud and loud. When everyone present heard what Zhang Shuo said, they wanted to kill the two Tartars to vent their hatred.

Later, after hearing that Zhang Shuo compared the Beggars' Sect with the Ming Cult, he wanted to refute it, but he couldn't say anything. He could only look at me, and I looked at you, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Suddenly, a cold snorted, "What's the use of being mysterious and exaggerating? Since you want to persuade the fight, it depends on whether you have the ability to persuade the fight!"

Zhang Shuo turned his head and saw that it was Tang Wenliang from Kongtong Sect. Before the five elders of Kongtong were able to reach the gate, the second elders Weixia was seriously injured by Zhang Shuo. How could he keep watching Zhang Shuo show his power here?

Zhang Shuo smiled, "I don't know why I have the ability to persuade fights?"

Behind Tang Wenliang, the four elders Chang Jingzhi stood up, and the five elders Hu Bao, but this time the three elders of Kongtong Mountain all came out.

Tang Wenliang was very confident, "Then I will beat my Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist first!"

Zhang Shuo smiled, his steps were wrong, and he said calmly: "Well, the people in the martial arts world finally talked with their fists. Let me understand the mystery of the Seven Injury Fist!"

Although the three elders of Kongtong have insufficient internal strength and the Qishen Fist has greatly damaged themselves, they are still ranked first in the martial arts world.

At this time, the three people were divided into three directions and almost no order, and they took action at the same time.

Tang Wenliang's confidence increased greatly, and he used all his internal strength, and his fists were used to attack Zhang Shuo... and he came to take his life!!!

The five elements of Qi regulate yin and yang, damage the heart, damage the lungs, and stimulate the liver and intestines. The semen is free from despair, and the three burners are in a state of confusion and the soul is flying!

These seven-injury fists were created by the Kongtong School’s solid wood spirit. One punch can imply up to seven different forces.

It is either hard or feminine, or hard and soft, or soft and hard, or horizontal, straight, or straight, or shrinking.

Who can be the seven forces that are stimulated at the same time?

I saw that the golden bell cover was perfect, just like Oboi, and was invulnerable to swords and guns, and there was almost no door. Wasn't it that she was beaten to death by Xie Xun?

At this time, Zhang Shuo's three elders in Kongtong made moves at the same time, and saw fists all over the sky, bursting with energy.

The person who watched the game took a breath and his original contempt for the Kongtong Sect disappeared. Put himself in his shoes, how should he deal with it?

Unfortunately, no matter how much I think about it, there is only one answer, and I will never be able to break the shadow of the sky.

He could only use his light skills to avoid while the three of them had not yet attacked.

Looking at Zhang Shuo again, although his martial arts are so powerful, he is young after all, and he actually allows himself to be surrounded by the three of them!

As expected, he was young and energetic and lacked experience. Just when the disciples of Kongtong Sect were about to open their mouths and laugh, they would regenerate.

I saw Zhang Shuo's left and right hands wafting, like wooden pulp paddling, suddenly drawing a semicircle on the left and right.

The true energy was pulled and pulled, and Chang Jingzhi, behind him, and Hu Bao's thousands of fist shadows suddenly changed direction and attacked Tang Wenliang.

Tang Wenliang opened his eyes wide in horror and said in disbelief: "What kind of magic is this? Puff..."

The internal strength of the two junior brothers plus Zhang Shuo's internal strength, and the three forces added together, instantly defeating Tang Wenliang's seven-injury fist force. The whole person was beaten backwards by this huge force, and he vomited blood in the air.

Wei Yixiao was shocked: "The universe is moving!?"

Yang Xiao even trembled and said, "It's the Great Movement of the Universe, not... it doesn't look like it, it seems to be more exquisite than the Great Movement of the Universe!"

Zhou Dian said impatiently: "What are you guessing here? Is it okay to ask when Young Master Zhang finishes fighting?"

Yang Xiao looked back at Zhou Dian, then looked at Long'er who was watching the battle with a smile. He wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't ask.

"Ah! You demon, let me die!!" Chang Jingzhi, Hu Bao was furious and used all his internal strength to attack Zhang Shuo again.

Seeing the two elders of Kongtong flying over, Zhang Shuo spread his arms and raised his chest, and even took these two heavy punches without dodging.

Chang Jingzhi and Hu Bao looked overjoyed. Although they didn’t know why Zhang Shuo didn’t take any moves to resist, was it a side effect of the move just now?

However, his subordinates were not slow at all. The power of the Qishen Fist exploded instantly and rushed into Zhang Shuo's body.

boom--!

In the field, Zhang Shuo closed his eyes and kept moving, and the two elders on both sides of Kongtong were exerting their strength.

The three of them seemed to have a small whirlwind rolled up around them, causing their clothes to flutter and sand and gravel to fly.

Zhang Shuo carefully felt the power of Qishen Fist, and only felt that the power of the fist changed instantly, and the hardness and softness were combined, which was profound and mysterious.

The Seven Injury Fist is indeed a unique skill like the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which cannot be directly imitated by Xiao Wuxianggong!

Feeling that the two elders of Kongtong were old and using their fists, Zhang Shuo suddenly opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

His arms were raised up suddenly, and a long roar was like thunder, and his energy was suddenly shaking.

puff…

Kongtong Er was directly shocked and followed Tang Wenliang's footsteps again. However, Zhang Shuo did not use much skill. Therefore, although the two vomited blood in their mouths, they were not seriously injured.

The next moment, Zhang Shuo stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the person was already flying like a shell, and the true energy was swelling on his fists.

"Seven Injury Fist, it's really amazing! You guys come and try it too!"

Using both fists, the boxing routine is exactly the same as Tang Wenliang's Seven Injury Fist, which is exactly the unique skill of Kongtong Sect - Seven Injury Fist!
Chapter completed!
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