Zhang Yong, who had lost his hands and feet, suddenly rose up and hit thousands of Taoists with a headbutt.
This time, Wan Daoren didn't even have time to react, half of his shoulder was completely crushed!
In panic, Wan Dao Cai discovered that he had made a huge mistake!
He thought that he was powerful enough, a peak-level master, to kill a crippled Zhang Yong, even if it was dangerous, he could kill him completely.
But who knew that Zhang Yong is now a great master.
"When... did you become the Grand Master? Why... I don't know?"
"Haha, why do you know? Do you think you are a god? Idiot!"
All the people in Taoism looked frightened.
A crippled Grand Master is still a Grand Master.
Moreover, Zhang Yong was not even affected at all, he did not shed a drop of blood!
Ten thousand people cannot understand how far Zhang Yong's medical skills can completely seal his own bloodline.
"If the Grand Master wants to kill people, he can just fly flowers and pick leaves. Why do you need hands and feet?"
Zhang Yong looked at Wan Dao people indifferently, full of killing intent.
run!
Wan Daoren no longer has any ability to fight back. His wounds are festering and spurting blood, and the venom has been seeping in continuously. He knows that this is Zhang Yong's poison.
However, Wan Daoren did not run ten meters, and Zhang Yong hit his head again!
Lunge and punch!
Throat kick!
Fight on horseback!
Dial the hook inside!
A series of military punches, domineering and fierce, coupled with the hardest skull in the human body, under the performance of the strong master Zhang Yong, it has become like a human cannonball.
Tens of thousands of people's bodies were completely blown to pieces, leaving only their heads, dying of death.
"Haha, I don't believe that I can't kill you this time!"
Zhang Yong's head was hanging in the air, hanging upside down, overlooking the thousands of Taoists who were constantly spurting blood.
"Don't... don't kill me... Do you want to know why I didn't die last time? I can teach you, don't kill me. It's not easy to practice. Just let me live!"
The Taoist Wan who escaped last time was naturally unconvinced and relied on secret techniques to survive. With the help of the Taoist leader, Hong Wanbang, he restored his cultivation level just to kill Zhang Yong with his own hands.
But this time, Wan Daoren was not dissatisfied. He felt that no matter how hard he worked, it would be difficult for him to become a grand master at his age.
Zhang Yong is not something he can afford to offend.
Hearing that Wan Taoist planned to exchange his secret skills, Zhang Yong hesitated.
"Just tell me and I'll judge. If it's true, I won't be able to consider letting you go!"
"...What if I tell you and you still want to kill me?"
How can a Taoist man still have the arrogance of a master? He just wants to live.
Zhang Yong smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, how will I know that you didn't lie to me? Besides, do you have any choice? I can give up your secret technique, but can you give up your life?"
"..."
Wan Dao people really have no choice.
He could only say one word at a time, and said seriously, "This is the grandfather of my Dragon and Tiger Temple. It has been passed down from the past. He was known as the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master and was a strong ancient martial artist. It is said that he did not create it by himself, but because he was young.
The ancient secret book I got when I was young is very precious... I have practiced for decades before I have a little bit of experience. Unfortunately, I spent too much effort on it, so... my strength is far inferior to that of Hong Wanbang, otherwise I would be a dragon and a tiger.
How could it decline, hey..."
Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master?
A strong ancient martial artist?
Zhang Yong seems to have known the bigger world.
It seems that the Taoist sect is worthy of being orthodox. Even a Taoist temple that has destroyed its sect has a legacy that cannot be underestimated.
An extra life, no matter what, is a great ability, Zhang Yong must get it.
"Take it out and let me see!"
"Only the masters of the past generations have passed it down by word of mouth. The secret book was taken away by the ancestor and his whereabouts are unknown!"
Then, Wan Dao people began to describe their inner thoughts orally.
Zhang Yong listened carefully and felt it was extremely superb.
He originally thought that this secret technique was probably some evil way, but he didn't expect that it was just like the inheritance of the orthodox sect.
To put it bluntly, the human body is a container, composed of Yuan Qi, Yuan Shen, and Yuan Jing.
The physical body represents the power of Yuan Jing, also known as True Yang, and the True Qi is the power of Yuan Qi. As long as the Yuan Spirit is immortal, the human body can continue to live, as long as a suitable new container is found.
This is completely different from Zhang Yong's imagination of the legend about ghost possession.
Once you have cultivated to the highest level, you can still completely undamage your cultivation, throw away the container on your own, and transfer your soul directly.
This secret technique is called Dan Ying Technique.
As for Wan Dao people, they have spent decades cultivating the Dan Ying. Even if their body dies, the Dan Ying will not be destroyed and they can survive.
As for the core of Dan Ying Technique, it is actually to completely condense one's own true energy and spend an extremely long time to retain all of one's cultivation, just like the demon pill.
Zhang Yong quickly understood that this Danying technique was definitely some kind of secret technique of the immortal family, and the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master seemed to be an immortal cultivator, right?
"How about... it's true... I'm correct... you... can you let me go?"
Now that he knows the existence of Dan Ying, Zhang Yong certainly knows how to kill Wan Daoren completely.
At this moment, thousands of Taoists looked at Zhang Yong, their faces full of expectation and infinite fear!
Zhang Yong thought for a while and nodded, "Well, let's go!"
"...Really!" Wan Taoist was extremely surprised.
"Otherwise? I'll let you, a loser, eat?"
Thousands of people were so surprised that they started rolling and crawling and fled like crazy.
However, a figure descended from the sky and suddenly took action, directly killing the already disabled Wan Dao people.
"Well done, luckily I felt you, otherwise, I would have gotten my hands and feet dirty!"
"Your hands and feet are disabled, can you still use them to kill people?"
"...A metaphor, this is a metaphor!"
Zhang Yong is going to be so angry that Wang Xiaohu will be fooled if he follows him for a long time.
Of course Wang Xiaohu also heard about Dan Ying Technique. He is now a master and knows how to completely kill Dan Ying. In fact, it means killing ten thousand Taoists and all their true energy.
Eternal breath, Dan Ying immortal!
"Quick, go see my son!"
The two of them soon saw Chen Yannian, who was crying loudly. This boy was white and chubby, and he actually fell asleep.
The child is fine, even though his parents are fighting him to death, he sleeps peacefully.
"My child looks like my sister-in-law!"
"Nonsense, most sons look like their mothers, and most daughters look like their fathers. This is to avoid problems with genetic inheritance!"
"Then let's go back? Your hands and feet?"
Wang Xiaohu looked at Zhang Yong's hands and feet, which looked like broken parts lying on the ground, which was very funny.
But Zhang Yong had no problem at all.
He couldn't understand how this was done.
"It's okay. I have sealed the acupuncture point. If it is broken, it is almost the same as if it is not broken. But I can't unseal it now, otherwise it will spurt blood. When I go back, I will take care of it myself. It will be fine in three days!"
"You really... Why do you always have such magical means? I don't know if you are still my junior high school classmate. I always feel like you went to some place where gods live and stayed for a few years and came back!"