With one strike against Zhou Botong's great demon-subduing fist, Dong Zhang stood beside Zhang Yimeng with a knife in one hand. Dong Zhang, with the black knife in his hand, was in his strongest state at this moment, and the knife was not unsheathed, because the red blade was bound to be seen.
The blood will stop.
The old naughty boy Zhou Botong is an acquaintance, but there is no need to show his true strength. But even so, Dongzhang's kicks are not something ordinary people can bear. Pa Siba, who has strong defense, was beaten by his repeated attacks.
Almost losing the ability to fight.
Knowing that the person coming was Zhou Botong, both Zhang Yimeng and Lu Guzhan looked surprised. The former was stunned for only a moment and then continued to pass Dong Zhang, without paying much attention to the rumbling and collapsing wooden house and Zhou Botong.
Because he believed that the man beside him would definitely stop him and not let anyone interfere with his fight. This was the absolute trust of a life-long friendship, and Zhang could hand his back to Dong Zhang without any worries.
Lu Guzhan, on the other hand, was not so calm. When he learned that it was Zhou Botong who was coming, his expression was already one-third excited, one-third thankful, and one-third unknown, with the will to live.
He saw hope of living.
"What were you expecting...?"
Just at the stall where Lu Guzhan was dazed, Zhang Yimeng's calm voice clearly reached his ears, and he immediately pulled Lu Guzhan out of his daze and returned to reality.
Glancing at the collapsed wooden house covered with dust, Zhang Yimeng raised his lips slightly: "Don't worry, he won't disturb us, because that man won't let him come over, even if he is Wang Chongyang's only junior brother."
Hearing this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and an evil spirit immediately appeared on Lu Guzhan's body. He stared at Zhang Yimeng fiercely without saying a word. He raised his sword-holding wrist, then lowered his arm, but heard a sharp sound.
The long sword was like a white horse passing through the gap, and it quickly pointed towards Zhang Yimeng's heart.
Quanzhen swordsmanship is divided into seven swords and seven styles, totaling seven, seven and forty-nine styles. Lu Guzhan points out the fourth sword as soon as he uses it. This sword is divided into seven styles, which are: Caizhou, light clouds, thick mist.
Clouds, slender clouds and clever tricks, connect the sky with clouds and waves, dusk clouds smoke willows, slanting rays of light, dusk clouds merge together.
The sword moves were connected very urgently, catching the opponent off guard.
But who is Zhang Yimeng? He is the famous wheel-turning king in Lantian area. When the long sword was pointed out, Zhang Yimeng had already stepped back to avoid the sharp edge. He stepped lightly to shake the ground. Immediately, dozens of gravels shot out.
Looking towards Lu Gu on the opposite side.
Ding ding ding ding!
Lu Guzhan drew a semicircle with his sword, protecting himself behind the shadow of the sword, and quickly knocked down the gravel gap. A figure walked straight through the gravel circle, and the sword pointed directly at Lu Guzhan's eyebrows.
Golden dragon hand.
It is one of the thirty-six hard skills in the Shaolin Temple. Zhang Yimeng helped an abandoned Shaolin disciple to forge his identity many years ago in exchange for it, and he also worked hard to learn this hard skill.
Even without a weapon, Zhang Yimeng is considered to be one of the top masters based on his skill alone. It is not surprising that he possesses more than ten miraculous skills at such a young age.
They all cost lives. They are quite similar to Dongzhang, and they are more extensive than Dongzhang. Whether it is the Kung Fu of the Northern School or the secret skills of the Southern School, Zhang Yimeng has dabbled in them all.
When Guo Jing was knocked off the cliff by Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren, many people couldn't see the way to save Guo Jing's life. Even Hong Qigong couldn't find any clues when he checked in person.
The reason is that Zhang Yimeng used no less than seven techniques on Guo Jing, including those from Miaojiang and those from Nanlu, all over the world, so it was impossible to find out his roots and what sect he was.
It gave people the illusion that multiple people were working together to rescue Guo Jing, but in fact, the only rescuer was Zhang Yimeng.
"Um?"
Zhang Yimeng's sword point came very suddenly, and even though Lu Guzhan was on guard, he was unable to react in time, so he had to hurriedly step sideways and tilt his sword at the opponent's chin.
It is the second sword of Quanzhen Swordsmanship, Xian Feng Xiao Yu.
Whoosh!
The long sword moved straight and diagonally, but Zhang Yimeng's momentum remained unabated, and the smile on his face did not fade at all. He only turned his head away slightly, and the long sword touched his face dangerously.
Lu Guzhan's heart tightened when the sword strike missed. The moment he rolled his eyes, Zhang Yimeng had already disappeared from his eyes, and the alarm bell in his heart rang quickly.
He hurriedly returned his sword to protect his vitals, and quickly retreated from the scene with his feet touching the ground, trying to distance himself.
"Where are you going......"
Lu Guzhan, who was retreating continuously, felt a tightness behind him, and his back was pressed against the opponent's body at some point. His face was startled, and he twisted his hand to swing his sword back. He just raised his arm, but felt a tightness on his elbow.
.
Already being pressed by the opponent's elbows quickly, Zhang Yimeng's hands were like a poisonous snake climbing upwards, waiting for an opportunity to move. He quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist and completed a small grapple in an instant, locking the opponent tightly.
Sword arm.
Just when Zhang Yimeng was about to grab the sword with his wrist, Lu Guzhan immediately took off the sword and changed his hand. When the sword jumped into the air, he quickly raised his left hand to grasp the hilt of the sword. Without thinking, he turned the sword upside down and pushed it back.
The reaction is not unpleasant. Also, there are many ways to prevent grappling in the Jiuyin Chapter. As an all-encompassing peerless magical skill, the Jiuyin Manual covers whip techniques, long sticks, broadswords, sword techniques, and palm techniques.
Boxing, etc., are all involved.
It was a magical skill that Huang Shang spent most of his efforts to integrate. Naturally, Lu Guzhan also had moves that corresponded to the grappling technique.
"Some ability."
The other party's reaction was not weak. Although Zhang Yimeng was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it is interesting to do it twice, isn't it? It would be too boring to be one-sided.
Seeing this, he was not discouraged, and quickly took off his arms and retreated. It was just that he could not catch Lu Guzhan immediately. There were many opportunities. Zhang Yimeng was very patient, more like a cat playing with mice.
Lu Guzhan missed with one blow, and immediately turned around quickly with his sword and executed six moves in a row. The swords and swords blocked the opponent's upper and lower paths. The connection of each sword was tightly linked, one sword nested within the other. As long as Zhang Yimeng fought back,
Lu Guzhan immediately launched a series of counterattacks with his sword.
"Not bad, not bad. Quanzhen swordsmanship, you can make it even more exquisite than those experienced masters."
Zhang Yimeng did not fight back, but like a dragon, he dodged left and right in the shadows of swords, and he did not forget to praise the opponent's exquisite swordsmanship.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is not a lie, but a sincere compliment. It does not say that Lu Guzhan's swordsmanship is better than that of the Six Quanzhen disciples. That is because Lu Guzhan is at his age.
There, it would be impossible for Liuzi, who had practiced Quanzhen swordsmanship for most of his life, to become more proficient.
But it doesn't prevent him from using it more skillfully than the six masters, and this must be attributed to the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, because without his guidance, Lu Guzhan would not have been able to practice Quanzhen swordsmanship so innovatively.
Seeing that Zhang Yimeng had not taken advantage of the trap, Lu Guzhan was not in a hurry. He slightly weakened the sword and made a false move, with the tip of the sword directly touching Zhang Yimeng's right leg. This made it look like Lu Guzhan's steps were unsteady.
Stable yet prone to mistakes.
Seeing this, the corners of Zhang Yimeng's mouth turned up slightly, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, he stopped and raised his legs and slapped the opponent's wrist diagonally, in order to deflect the blow from Lu Guzhan's weapon.
Seeing that he had really taken the bait, Lu Guzhan was overjoyed, but his face did not show it, and he still looked like he had stumbled and leaned forward.
Just when Zhang Yimeng twitched his leg and was about to touch Lu Guzhan's wrist, the situation suddenly changed. The panic on Lu Guzhan's face completely faded away, and his eyes shone brightly.
The right leg stopped in a lunge, the long sword danced with a flip of the wrist to change direction, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, Lu Guzhan made a lunge and reversed the sword to sweep across Zhang Yimeng's right leg.
"Hey......."
But with a sharp ding sound, the long sword did not hit Zhang Yimeng's leg, but struck a hard object solidly.
Turning his eyes quickly in surprise, Lu Guzhan's heart sank, and he saw that at some point, Zhang Yimeng had drawn out a short dagger to hold his long sword, and was looking at him with a sneer on his face.
"Boy, you are cheating. I killed my own teacher when I was nine years old. You are still too young..."