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Zhang Sanfeng looked solemn and was about to take action when his sleeve was gently pulled. When he turned around, he realized it was Zhang Wuji.
"What a master I am. To deal with people like you, I just need to come down here and learn some lessons."
Zhang Wuji felt that although Zhang Sanfeng had advanced martial arts skills, he was already a centenarian. Facing the four masters sent by Zhao Min, if something went wrong, it would be a big disaster, so he immediately stepped forward.
As Zhang Cuishan's son, Zhang Wuji still has this responsibility.
"Zhang Wuji, it turns out to be you!"
Zhao Min snorted coldly and recognized Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji stole the show in the Battle of the First Line Gorge and could be said to have single-handedly saved the decline of the six major sects. Zhao Min would naturally not forget such a role.
"Yes, it is Wudang Zhang Wuji. Since Miss Zhao wants to learn Wudang's unique skills, it's up to me to deal with you. As my great master, if I take action, you may not be qualified yet."
It was clear that Zhao Min and his party were looking for trouble, and even Song Yuanqiao and others fell into the hands of this woman. No matter how good-tempered Zhang Wuji was, there was nothing polite about him at this time.
"What a crazy boy, I'm here to teach you Wudang Kung Fu!"
The two elders of Youming and others all had angry faces. They were all well-known masters in the world. Zhang Wuji appeared at this time and took the place of Zhang Sanfeng. This was simply contempt for them. In this situation, Luzhangke was the first to show off.
Unable to tolerate it, he laughed wildly and took a step forward. The wind suddenly blew up, his hands moved, the air crackled, and he suddenly clapped his hand.
This palm was eerie and cold, as if a fierce cold air was spreading in the Zixiao Palace.
As soon as the black shadow flashed, Luzhangke was already in front of Zhang Wuji. On his palm, there was a faint layer of turquoise light, blasting toward his chest and abdomen slowly and swiftly.
After all, due to his lack of experience, Luzhangke made a sudden move. Zhang Wuji didn't have time to react, so he instinctively struck out with a palm. With a pop, the two of them exchanged palm blows.
One side is cold and icy, while the other side is as blazing as fire. Ice and fire are incompatible.
Suddenly, Zhang Wuji shouted, "It's you!"
Then he saw a blazing look of anger on Zhang Wuji's face.
With just a palm exchange, Zhang Wuji recognized Luzhangke's martial arts, and then deduced his identity as the person who hurt him back then.
"Xuanming Divine Palm, it turns out it's really you!"
Zhang Wuji's words were full of hatred. It can be said that the Xuanming Divine Palm that he received when he was young had an impact on his life. It is unforgettable and will never be forgotten. At this moment, when he met Luzhangke, he immediately
It aroused the hatred that had been hidden in his heart for many years and completely exploded.
"You brat, I didn't expect that after so many years, you would actually recognize me. You are really a blessing. You were hit by our brother's Xuanming Divine Palm and you didn't die."
Luzhangke sneered, he was only afraid of two people in Zixiao Palace, one was Zhang Sanfeng and the other was Taoist Taiyuan. The martial arts of these two people were too unpredictable and he was not sure at all, but Zhang Wuji was not among them.
With a ferocious laugh, Luzhangke activated his internal energy, Xuanming's palm power changed, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, surrounding Zhang Wuji and launched a fierce attack.
One palm after another, the cold wind penetrated the bones of Zhang Wuji's body, and they all went towards Zhang Wuji's vital points, completely killing him, without any reservation.
After Zhang Wuji became angry, his mind suddenly became clear, and the internal power of the Nine Yang Divine Art continued to flow in his body. Almost subconsciously, he started to practice the Tai Chi he had just learned, with each move, the yin and yang changed, and the palm movements were soft and stretched.
It seems to be breaking but not breaking. No matter how dark and ruthless the force of Luzhangke's palm is, he has the same mind, attacking from behind, and in the stroke of his fist,
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) Layers of flexible and dense Tai Chi energy surrounded him, like layers of air current threads that were constantly winding towards Luzhangke.
Luzhangke's palm power was endless, and he hit dozens of killer moves in the blink of an eye. Each move used the full power of the Xuanming God's palm. White air appeared on the top of his head. His internal strength had reached the limit, and his eyes were round and protruding.
The murderous intent is terrifying.
But after dozens of moves, Luzhangke couldn't help but change his face in shock. He felt that his arms and body were getting heavier and heavier. It was as if a huge boulder weighed down between the moves, and he was extremely sluggish. In this situation, he has been in this situation for many years.
This is the first time we met.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Shocked, he couldn't help shouting.
"Humph, don't you want to see my Wudang secret art? This is the Tai Chi skill created by my Taishifu."
Zhang Wuji also did not hide it. In a short period of time, his understanding of Tai Chi went to a higher level. He deeply realized that this boxing method, subtle and mysterious, is an extremely magical skill that will surely shock the martial arts in the future. At this time
Since Luzhangke asked, he would naturally say it loudly.
"Tai Chi, Tai Chi!"
Luzhangke's face was dark, and he felt that Zhang Wuji's entire body was shrouded in a layer of black and white mist. This mist formed a whirlpool, and countless strange forces began to spread. His whole body seemed to be trapped in a dragnet.
"Okay, Wuji, you must remember not to use force, but to follow every move."
Zhang Sanfeng twitched his beard and smiled, very satisfied with Zhang Wuji's performance.
I have just learned Tai Chi, and to be able to use it to this extent is considered to be an outstanding level of understanding.
When Zhang Wuji heard this, his mind became more and more empty, and he fell into a mysterious state. Each move seemed to be tangible or invisible. The Luzhangke's palm force had no time to get close to him, so he used layers of Tai Chi energy to move away.
, on the contrary, Luzhangke's body was erratic and his lower body was unstable. His whole body was swaying as if he was drunk, and strange forces were pulling back and forth around him, making him indescribably uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Zhang Wuji's steps flashed, and he grasped the bird's tail with a gentle palm gesture, but it contained the most powerful force. He lightly brushed Luzhangke's shoulder, which immediately made him tremble violently as if he had received an electric shock.
Shaking and swaying, he completely lost his center of gravity.
For a warrior, the consequences of losing his center of gravity in battle are really terrible. Luzhangke felt a coldness in his heart and his eyes became gloomy. Sure enough, his eyes suddenly blurred when he saw Zhang Wuji's arms moving, as if
Countless afterimages appeared, and a cloud hand landed as softly as a feather on his chest, shoulders, abdomen, and all the vital parts of his chest.
Tai Chi may seem soft, but the strength contained in it is extraordinary. It is fierce and domineering. It is the most rigidity bred from the most soft. Its lethality is terrifying. There was a heart-breaking sound of clicking, and the Luzhangke's body soared into the clouds.
He flew up as if, and while he was still in mid-air, all the bones in his body were shattered.
Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts master of the generation, whose Tai Chi skills he had worked hard on all his life, now demonstrated a first-class ruthless killing power.
"Junior brother!"
Hebiweng screamed and jumped forward. Everything happened so fast. The fight between Zhang Wuji and Luzhangke lasted for dozens of times. Despite their strength and speed, it only took a moment.
Luzhangke had already suffered a complete defeat, and his end was so tragic that it was heart-breaking.
Zhang Wuji showed no mercy at this time, and the use of force was so ruthless that most of the bones in Luzhangke's body were broken. He fell to the ground and never got up again. His face was pale, he vomited blood, and his internal organs were severely damaged. If it weren't for
He had refined his skills over decades and died on the spot long ago.
"Zhang Wuji, you are so ruthless, how can I give up and die!"
Just by looking at it, He Biweng knew how serious his junior brother's injuries were. It could be said that he only had his last breath left. This made him feel heartbroken, angry, and more filled with hatred and resentment, so he screamed
A sound is like a wounded statue
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) The beasts roared and came up to fight.
"Okay, what a Zhang Wuji, what a spicy trick, Ah Da Ah Er, what are you waiting for? Why don't you go up together and take down Zhang Wuji for me!"
Zhao Min was also in a daze for a moment. The two elders Xuan Ming were the top masters under her. Over the years, she had encountered many difficult martial arts masters, but in the end they all fell into disgrace at the hands of these two men. But today, in just a few moments,
, Luzhangke was seriously injured and dying, which really shocked her. After the shock, she became angry. She shouted and asked the remaining people to take action.
"Yes, Master!"
Ah Da and Ah Er nodded fiercely, jumped up with bare hands and a flashing sword at the same time, and went to kill him.
Hebi Weng, Ah Da and Ah Er, each of these three people are top masters, and each has their own unique skills. Hebi Weng's Xuanming Divine Palm is pure and cold, Ah Da's swordsmanship is ruthless and decisive, and Ah'er's fists and kicks are fierce
Li Li, the Shaolin master's magical skills have reached their peak, and if these three people join forces to attack, the power within them is so terrifying.
In an instant, in the Zixiao Palace, the air flow roared, the energy exploded, the figures moved and flickered like ghosts, and the three masters attacked together.
Zhang Wuji changed his expression slightly and became completely serious. The martial arts of each of these three people cannot be underestimated. With the three of them joining forces, even if he has perfected the Nine Yang Divine Art and has powerful internal energy, he does not dare to be careless in the slightest. He must use all his strength to
Only by fighting can we remain undefeated.
Boom boom boom, loud noises continued, and the Zixiao Palace trembled faintly. The duel between the four top masters in the world was extraordinary, and the excitement and cruelty in it was indescribable.
Zhang Wuji looked solemn and did not take the initiative to attack. He just evolved the Tai Chi technique one move after another. He was surrounded by a layer of energy, the intersection of yin and yang, the Tai Chi circle, and the changes in body shape, footsteps, and palm techniques were all just right.
Although Hebi Weng and the three others were all fierce and ruthless in their killing methods, they still found it difficult to defeat Zhang Wuji in a short period of time.
After dozens of moves, the faces of Hebi Weng and the other three became more and more ferocious. The Xuanming Divine Palm's cold energy was overwhelming and the cold poison was overwhelming. Ah Da's sword energy was vertical and horizontal. The sword's light was like a curtain, as fast as lightning and thunder. In addition, Ah'er's fists and kicks were fierce.
With fierce finger strength, Zhang Wuji's Tai Chi technique was a beginner and he had not yet mastered it. As the pressure increased, he began to struggle.
Hey, a ray of lightning suddenly appeared, stabbing from the air, and the cold and condensed sword energy pierced Zhang Wuji's throat.
Ada took advantage of the moment when Zhang Wuji was restrained by Hebi Weng and A'er, and pushed his inner strength to the limit, and thrust out a peak sword. This sword had restrained murderous intent. There seemed to be a layer of dark light lingering around the tip of the sword. The sword in it
The energy is sharp, vicious, and dazzling.
Tsk tsk, layers of Tai Chi energy were cut open under this sword. Zhang Wuji felt a coldness in his throat, and before his eyes was a green and cold sword energy.
"No, this Ah Da's swordsmanship is so powerful. Even my Tai Chi Qi body protection can't stop his sword, not even the Nine Yang Divine Art body protection. This sword is too sharp and cruel."
Zhang Wuji had this thought in his mind and knew that he had reached the most dangerous moment.
As soon as his mind moved, the green and red color on his face flashed, and the energy in his body became extremely strange, and a layer of overlapping vortexes violently rotated.
Buzzing, the long sword in the air trembled crazily. Ah Da looked horrified. He only felt his arm go numb. With a whoosh, the long sword flew out of his hand. With a hiss, a flash of green light flashed. The long sword had been deeply inserted into the purple
On one of the pillars of Xiao Palace.
At this moment, Hebiweng and A'er also changed their expressions. They both groaned and stepped back a long distance.
Ah Er was trembling all over, his eyebrows were white as snow, as if there was a layer of frost. Hebi Weng even put a hand on his shoulder. Just now, he was unable to prevent himself and was hit by Ah Er's Vajra Finger. His shoulder bone was
They were almost shattered.
"No, it's the Ming Cult's magical power of shifting the universe!"
"mean!"
The three people reacted almost at the same time and shouted loudly.