A'er's martial arts is really powerful. When the two Wudang heroes Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu joined forces, they were no match for him. Soon they were knocked out of their swords and became defenseless. As a result, the situation became more and more complicated.
Become more dangerous.
Although the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are not bad, it depends on who they are compared with. A'er has the best external magic skills and the power of the powerful Vajra Finger is enough to control the world. Yin Liting and the two of them will never be able to do it with their bare hands.
He is this man's opponent.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu's expressions changed greatly. They glanced left and right and saw that whether it was Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou or Zhang Songxi, they all had their own opponents. There was no chance to spare their hands to rescue them. They felt miserable, knowing that today was probably going to be very bad.
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Ah'er showed murderous intent on his face, his hands were like claws, tearing through the air, and he came to kill brazenly.
The claws, which were as black and green as iron, were as fast as wind and thunder, and they grabbed directly towards the throats of Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu. If they hit them this time, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu would have their throats cut off and die on the spot.
The two roared angrily and struck out two palms at the same time. The palms were soft and light as feathers, which were Wudang's soft palms.
There were two muffled pops, and there was a faint sound of bones breaking. Yin Liting and Yin Liting's faces turned pale, and the bones in their arms were crushed in an instant. Even their internal skills could not withstand Ah Er's overbearing finger power.
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Phew, after pinching the Wudang two's arms with the force of his fingers, Ah Er didn't stop and struck out with another palm. The force of this palm was brutal and vicious, and the evil wind blew, making people frightened.
Vajra Prajna Palm is also a secret skill of Ah Er. When he used it, even an authentic Shaolin master would not have such attainments. It really has the power of a Vajra and is indestructible.
Nothing to deal with.
When Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu's eyes darkened, they saw a palm shadow roaring towards them, carrying a terrifying strong wind. They felt their hearts sink, as if they were being pressed down by a huge mountain. With such terrifying palm power, they
I felt sad for a while, knowing that it would be difficult for me to accept it no matter what.
Serious injury or death can occur in an instant.
A'er's eyes showed excitement. Seeing that the two masters of the Wudang Sect were about to die in his hands, the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable and he almost laughed out loud.
"Uncle Six, Uncle Seven! Don't hurt anyone!"
Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in A'er's ears, and the air flow in the air trembled, making his ears buzz, and his mind was a little confused for a while.
"Who is it? What a profound inner power!"
Ah Er's heart trembled, and he was extremely shocked. Just by this loud roar, he knew that the person who made the sound had reached an unfathomable level of internal strength, which was several times higher than what he had cultivated for decades.
raise.
Phew! The wind blew by, and there was already a figure in front of Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu.
The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Zhang Wuji.
These days, he has been following the people of the six major sects. The injuries on his legs have long been healed, but he has been a little confused in his heart. He doesn't know where to go, so he can only stay in Xianxia Gorge for the time being.
He also saw the battle between the six major sects and the Yuanmeng court. With his kind-hearted nature, he was not prepared to fight. However, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were suddenly in danger, which made him no longer want to fight.
We can no longer remain indifferent.
So at the critical moment, he suddenly jumped out, used all his internal strength, and shouted loudly, which shocked Ah Er on the spot, causing his palms to slow down and not really hit Yin Liting and the other two.
Although all this happened in just a short moment, for Zhang Wuji, it was enough for him to come from a hundred feet away.
The Nine-Yang Magic is the best internal magic in the world. Although Zhang Wuji did not have the opportunity to have the Qiankun Qi Bag at this time and did not truly perfect this magic, he has witnessed several wonderful battles these days. For
The understanding of martial arts is different, and he has gradually become able to control his powerful internal strength.
Therefore, although Zhang Wuji does not have any top-notch Qinggong movements, he possesses the Nine-Yang Divine Kung Fu, in which the martial arts principles are profound and unpredictable. It has a blessing effect on any martial arts in the world. If ordinary Qinggong movements are used on him,
It is no less than some top Qinggong skills, and this talent can appear next to Yin Liting and Yin Liting at the snap of a finger.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds? Are you looking for death?"
A'er was shocked by Zhang Wuji's internal strength just now and lost his best chance. At this time, he was extremely angry. When he saw Zhang Wuji appear, he immediately said viciously.
"My dear, Zhang Wuji, since you want to hurt my sixth uncle and seventh uncle, I naturally can't stand by and watch."
Zhang Wuji's face was stunned, and suddenly there was a little more color. In his excitement, he didn't care much and directly revealed his identity that he had hidden for a long time.
"What? Are you Wuji? Are you really Wuji?"
Before Ah Er showed anything, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were already shouting excitedly. Zhang Wuji's sudden appearance was a complete surprise to them. In their excitement, they couldn't even care about the pain in their arms.
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"Uncle Six, Uncle Seven, I am Wuji, I am Zhang Wuji."
Zhang Wuji was also inexplicably excited. Over the years, he had gone through many hardships, walked on the edge of life and death many times, and experienced many love, hate and betrayal. The pressure in his heart can be imagined. When he met everyone in Wudang, his emotions immediately fluctuated.
"Hmph, Zhang Wuji, it seems you don't take me seriously at all."
The Wudang trio were blatantly reminiscing about the past in front of him. This was really ironic to Ah Er. They made it clear that they did not take him seriously. How could they endure this? With an angry roar, Ah Er moved his steps and pounced again.
Come and kill.
"Wuji, be careful!"
When Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu saw A Er coming to kill again, their expressions changed drastically and they hurriedly reminded them.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) It’s just that the two of them are now injured in their arms and can’t use any strength at all. Even if they want to help, they can’t do anything, and they are extremely anxious.
Zhang Wuji had advanced skills at this time, and his ears and eyes were clear. As soon as Ah Er made a move, he reacted, turned around suddenly, his eyes were filled with light, a strong and masculine aura burst out from him, and the air around him crackled, as if
It was distorted by the constant explosions oppressed by his momentum.
Buzz, the palm of black and green iron slapped over arrogantly. Ah Er was cruel and ruthless. Even when faced with a young man like Zhang Wuji, he never held back his hand. He pushed the Vajra Prajna Palm to its limit, and his vast palm power opened mountains.
The cracking stone was just waiting for a moment, but at this moment, it struck Zhang Wuji fiercely.
Zhang Wuji's expression remained unchanged, the Nine Yang Divine Art in his body was running, and his pure and upright internal energy was running rapidly. His whole body seemed to be filled with a layer of faint golden light. Looking from a distance, it looked like the arrival of Buddha and Arhat.
The Nine-Yang Divine Skill is magical and mysterious. When practiced to a high level, the body-protecting Qi will naturally be generated. It is much more profound than the internal body-protecting power of ordinary martial arts masters. It is similar to the Shaolin School's Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill. This is
This is what Zhang Wuji displayed at that time.
He is inherently talented, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the peak of his unrivaled skills such as the Nine-Yang Divine Art in just a few years. He is only one step away from the Great Perfection. His skill is so majestic and vast that it is truly rare in the world.
In the past few days, he has witnessed several battles between masters from various factions in the world, and his understanding of martial arts has begun to advance by leaps and bounds. Even when he was a boy, he began to slowly digest and understand many of the essence of martial arts that Xie Xun taught him.
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His internal strength is deep and his understanding is high, so he can use many martial arts skills at will. At this moment, facing the fierceness of Ah Er Vajra Prajna Palm, he immediately reacted with a thought, let out a light drink, and the air flow all over his body surged.
, his clothes trembled, and there seemed to be invisible air currents surrounding him. He bent his arm and punched out.
Zhang Wuji's punch was simple and heavy. Although the moves were not subtle, the power of the punch was completely restrained, giving him an air of grandeur and determination.
Poof, the air waves rolled, fists and palms met, Zhang Wuji and A'er's bodies shook almost at the same time, and then stabilized.
Within a few breaths, the two of them exchanged fists and palms, which looked unremarkable on the outside, but in fact, the two of them were fighting with their internal skills. The most dangerous thing could be that the worst outcome would be death.
Not long after, a faint red light appeared on Zhang Wuji's face, masculine and blazing, as if a blazing flame was burning, and the light in his eyes spread out a few inches away, which was very frightening. On the other side, Ah Er's face
But it turns pale and turns green and red.
Such a situation is simply the most dangerous way of fighting in the martial arts world, a competition of internal strength.
Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu looked anxious next to them. They had never imagined that Zhang Wuji and A'er had just exchanged a move and formed such a dangerous situation, but they were still unable to intervene. In such a competition among the inner family,
Outsiders were not allowed to interfere at all, and even the slightest disturbance could lead to disastrous consequences. Therefore, although Yin Liting and his wife were anxious, they could only forcefully hold it down and guard it quietly.
Suddenly, Ah'er's face turned green, and he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood, which was red and hot. He flew several feet away in the air, and many Yuanmeng soldiers along the way had their muscles broken and fractured by him.
Ah Er stood up staggeringly, his eyes filled with horror.
"What kind of kungfu are you doing?"
The tone was hard, and Ah Er couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept the result at all. He was a master of martial arts, both internal and external, and had actually reached the top level in today's martial arts world. Except for a few peerless masters, he didn't pay attention to anyone else.
, who would have thought that on the battlefield today, there would be just an ordinary young man, but he would be seriously injured. Such a result is simply too funny.
"The Qi of the Five Elements regulates yin and yang, harms the heart, lungs, liver and intestines. What I use is the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist."
Zhang Wuji was very honest and honest. He didn't mean to hide anything when he heard this, and he directly revealed the skills he had used.
Yes, what he just used was the Seven Injury Fist, the unique skill of the Kongtong Sect. This Seven Injury Fist was a unique skill that Xie Xun taught him back then. It was also during these days that he followed the six major sects and experienced a lot.
After many exciting martial arts battles, he slowly understood this boxing technique. With the powerful Nine Yang Divine Skills in his body, he naturally got twice the result with half the effort when he practiced the Seven Injury Boxing.
But he is much better, and after practicing the Seven Injury Fist these days, Zhang Wuji feels that his internal organs are tough, his blood is surging, and his internal strength has also improved, which is an unexpected surprise.
This is the subtlety of the Seven Injury Fist. For people who lack internal strength, if they practice this boxing forcefully, they will naturally hurt themselves first and then others, which is harmful and useless. However, if they have deep internal strength and practice the Seven Injury Fist, these seven
Shangquan Jin can temper the five elements of the body's energy, strengthen the internal organs, and enhance the energy and blood. It can be said to be an exquisite and profound martial arts.
"Seven Injury Fist, Seven Injury Fist, how can your Seven Injury Fist be so powerful? It's so much better than the Five Elders of Kongtong!"
Ah Er's eyes were blank and he murmured to himself. This result was completely beyond his expectation. He thought that the young man in front of him had such amazing skills, but he didn't expect that it would be the Seven Injury Fist. With Ah Er's vision and experience
, he is naturally no stranger to the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist, but in the hands of the Kongtong Sect, although this boxing method is somewhat mysterious, its power is not taken seriously by him. He really did not expect that this boxing method will be used today.
If Zhang Wuji uses it in his hands, there will be unpredictable consequences.
Ah Er felt sad. He knew that in today's battle, his injuries were not trivial. His internal organs were all injured by the force of the Seven Injury Fist. Without more than half a year of cultivation, he would not be able to recover at all.
Thinking of this, Ah Er no longer has the heart to
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) I wanted to deal with a few people from the Wudang Clan, and I had the intention of retreating.
After taking a deep look at Zhang Wuji, Ah Er moved his body and penetrated into the crowd. With the cover of many Yuan Meng soldiers, his figure soon disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Wuji's focus at this time was on the injuries of Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu. He was indifferent to A'er's escape and did not pursue them.
"Uncle Six, Uncle Seven, how are you doing?"
"Wuji, we are fine. It's just that the bones of our arms are broken and we can't use our strength for the time being. Please take a look at the situation of the six major sects. You and your uncles also have strong enemies."
Yin Liting looked at Zhang Wuji with a very satisfied look. Even a master like A'er was not Zhang Wuji's opponent. This made him understand that his nephew was no longer a trivial matter. His kung fu was unpredictable and he didn't know how he cultivated it.
, but now is not the time to talk in detail, so I quickly asked him to check the situation of other people.
Zhang Wuji nodded, while guarding Yin Liting and the two of them, he looked around. On the battlefield outside the Xianxian Gorge, the sounds of fighting and screaming continued to sound, and the sound of swords piercing flesh made people's scalp numb. Zhang Wuji
His face turned slightly pale when he saw it. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a cruel scene.
Not long after, he saw the situation of many masters from the six major sects.
I saw that Song Yuanqiao was still fighting hard with Luzhangke. One Xuanming Divine Palm was vicious and cruel, and the other Wudang swordsmanship was exquisite and his internal strength was pure Yang. The fight was evenly matched for a while. It would not be an easy task to decide the winner.
matter.
Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi fought together against Hebiweng, and the situation was similar. Although Wudang and Wudang had a slight upper hand, Hebiweng had superb internal skills and the Xuanming Divine Palm made him perfect, and he never showed signs of defeat.
The battle situation in these two places was relatively calm, but the situation in the rest was not good. He Taichong and his wife from the Kunlun Sect had long lost their fighting power and retreated into the Xianxian Gorge in embarrassment. Only Master Miejie was still struggling with the peerless edge of the Yitian Sword.
support.
Ah San is only slightly inferior to Ah Er in his magic skills of conquering demons. In addition, his attacks are ruthless. Even if Master Miejie has the Heavenly Sword in his hand, he can only maintain an undefeated situation. Victory is far away.
No deadline.
What's even more ominous is that from time to time, fierce arrows are whizzing towards the crowd. There are more than one person who shoots with extremely strong archery skills. For Master Miejie, the threat of such strong archery skills is
He was not inferior to Ah San in the slightest. He was sweating profusely and had consumed a huge amount of energy. The Yitian Sword was not even as sharp as it started, and he might be defeated at any time.
"Wuji, hurry up, help Master Jue to repel the powerful enemies first. Your uncles can still support them for the time being."
Yin Liting's vision was naturally much better than that of Zhang Wuji. He observed the situation very clearly and knew that the most dangerous one among the masters of the six major sects was Master Miejie. On the contrary, there were several masters from Wudang, so there was no trouble for the time being.
In fact, this is also thanks to Taiyuan Taoist. Not long ago, he injured the two elders Xuanming in a valley in Kunlun Mountain. They themselves had internal injuries. At this time, they were fighting with several masters of Wudang Sect. They were not in their heyday.
, Otherwise, the martial arts of these two people are still better than Song Yuanqiao and others of the Wudang Sect, and they will not be allowed to support until now.
"Okay, Uncle Six and Uncle Seven, you retreat to the Xianxian Gorge for the time being. I will go to help Master Jue to retreat from the enemy."
Zhang Wuji nodded solemnly. He didn't hesitate at this time. He jumped deep into the crowd. The Yuanmeng soldiers around him were punched and kicked by him, and they fell to the ground one after another. Some of them happened to be picked up by the disciples of the six major sects.
It was cheap. When the swords came out, some Yuanmeng soldiers died on the spot.
Master Miejie was fighting hard with Ah San when suddenly there was a soft sound in the air, and an arrow suddenly came out, shooting directly at the back of Master Miejie's heart.
At this time, Ah San's eyes were fierce and dangerous, all of which were attacking the key points of extinction. She had to concentrate on controlling the Yitian Sword in her hand to continuously draw out sharp sword energy to resist Ah San's attacks.
The arrow was ignored, and this time it was extremely dangerous.
"Master, be careful!"
Zhang Wuji was rushing over, and he could see clearly that the arrow was shooting like a shadow. Master Miejie was immediately in a dangerous situation. He had no time to stop him, so he had to shout a reminder and his feet became more and more hurried.
Unfortunately, this reminder came a little late. Master Miejie's heart trembled, she forced her power to move, her body slightly twisted half an inch, and with a pop, a fine iron arrow had already shot into her shoulder blade.
Groaning, Master Miejie staggered and almost fell to the ground. The force of the arrow was so fierce that even Master Miejie's skill could hardly withstand it.
Ah San looked happy, and was about to step forward and take advantage of the danger to capture the master of Jue, but unfortunately, Zhang Wuji was anxious and arrived just in time.
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
The person was still a few feet away, Zhang Wuji had already yelled angrily, and punched out at the same time, a surging punch blasted into the air, the air flow was distorted, and the void was disillusioned. Looking around, this punch seemed to have a ball of flame-like power roaring.
Come.
Ah San's expression changed, and he didn't even bother to hurt anyone. He struck out with his backhand and exploded with a roar, finally blocking Zhang Wuji's volley punch.
Even so, the strength of Zhang Wuji's punch still caused him to be shaken all over, and he took several steps back, leaving deep marks on the ground with each step.
"Huh? Is it you, Zeng Aniu?"
Master Miejie's face was slightly pale, but she still showed a hint of surprise when she saw Zhang Wuji.
"How are you, Master? Please take a rest first, and leave this Ah San to the boy first."
Zhang Wuji didn't explain his identity. He said something softly and turned his attention to Ah San.