On the top of the West Peak of Huashan Mountain, six weirdos stood in front of the cliff with different postures. They did not even take a look at the avalanches of varying degrees below the mountain. They looked past the wind and snow and invariably looked at the top of the South Peak.
Yangtianchi.
There, the most elite duel in the martial arts world was breaking out right now.
"One versus four..."
The rich-looking cook touched the black knife at his waist, with some unspeakable meaning in his eyes.
Several people around him fell silent when they heard the sound. No one said anything. After a while of silence, Baicao Xian, who was standing behind the cook, suddenly said: "Three people are the limit. He is impulsive..."
In response to this, several people's expressions began to become solemn. Their friendship with Dongzhang was very strange. It was different from ordinary people. They seemed like friends, followers, and superiors. They couldn't tell what the situation was.
But there is one thing that everyone is willing to admit, that is, no matter how much fun and banter the team usually has, Dongzhang is the leader of their armed group, and only that man has the ability to twist the rebellious people into a group.
A rope.
Even if it were another one, no one could do it, not even Guo Jing, nor Wu Jue. Guo Jing was conservative and cautious, and Wu Jue was old-school and did not introduce new things. This could not make the lawless Zhang Yimeng, the chef and others convince the public.
And Dongzhang is crazy enough, domineering and unruly, and does many things even more lawlessly than these madmen. Ordinary secular ideas cannot restrain this man at all, so they are convinced of this man not only because of his strength.
, and his fearless charisma.
They all agreed that they were willing to follow Dong Zhang. Lao Wujue was too old to carry their ambitions. Only the birth of a new king was worthy of their lives.
Although this man once again exceeded their expectations and actually wanted to challenge the four elites by himself, this also made several people admire the man's courage even more.
"He knows his own limits, and don't forget Miss Long, she won't let anyone interfere in his battle..."
Zhang Yimeng was undoubtedly the person who knew Dongzhang best. After hearing the sound, he was silent for a while before he opened the folding fan and said softly. However, he didn't realize that even he couldn't help but become nervous, because the hand pressing the fan bone was due to excessive pressure.
It will turn slightly white with exertion.
.............
South peak of Huashan Mountain, Yangtian Lake.
The moment Dongzhang's figure disappeared, Hong Qigong, Zhou Botong, and Yideng were all in high spirits, especially Yideng. He had lost one arm at this moment, and his combat power was reduced by half. At this time, there was heavy snow in the sky.
The time and place were favorable for Dong Zhang, although his physical skills were not as good as those of Xiao Longnu.
But the prestige of the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra lies there. Once it is used, no shadow can be seen at all. In addition, the flying snow flying in the air blocks it, which makes it even more difficult for everyone to capture him.
call out!!!
Huang Yaoshi, who was holding a jade flute, was the first to take action. Although he didn't see where Dongzhang was, the master's intuition was correct. He flew backwards elegantly, with the jade flute lying in front of him. He popped out two stones with his left hand and took action.
It's the magic power of a snap of the fingers.
Bang bang!
There were two crisp sounds, and Dong Zhang appeared, with Feixue cutting away the stones with a knife, and closing the distance with Huang Yaoshi very quickly. The latter's pupils shrank, and he used the flute instead of the sword and used the Jade Flute Sword.
Law.
With a whoosh, the jade flute was like a sharp sword that went straight to Dongzhang's heart. The sword style was elegant and graceful, and the sword moves were elegant and fancy. It seemed like a sword dance that only wanted to look beautiful but had no power. In fact, the back moves were full of magic and extraordinary effects. Once used, they continued continuously.
He clicked on seven or eight moves, and all of them went straight to Dongzhang's vital point.
The latter quickly ran forward, dodged sideways, turned around, raised his sword and slashed the opponent's waist and abdomen diagonally.
The black knife was held in front of Yuxiao, but it only took a moment before the latter was pushed away by Dongzhang's huge force. Without giving up this opportunity, Dongzhang moved closer and struck out with the dark red blade again.
Wow!!
This time Huang Yaoshi did not dare to attack quickly, but kept waving the jade flute in his hand left and right. The jade flute in his hand seemed to have adhesive force and firmly stuck to Dong Zhang's black knife, no matter Dong Zhang raised his arm or swung it.
, are all attached to the surroundings and cannot be shaken off.
"snort......"
Grinning, Dongzhang ignored the jade flute stuck on the black knife. He jumped up with both feet and swung the jade flute away like a wild goose, and then pushed forward with his right palm on his abdomen. There was a sharp buzzing sound, and the colorless palm
Power suddenly came out of his palm.
"...."
At such a close distance, even the arrogant Huang Yaoshi had to rush to the left to avoid the force of the palm, and his handsome figure looked a little embarrassed.
boom!!
Dongzhang turned around and landed on the ground without looking back. He twisted his waist and swung the knife backwards, causing the python to turn over.
The long knife slashed downwards and upwards, cutting off the jade flute that Huang Yaoshi held in front of his abdomen with one blow. Without any hesitation, he stepped hard on the ground with his left foot, and with a bang, he disappeared again.
"Um?!"
Although the confrontation between Dong Zhang and Huang Yaoshi lasted only a moment, several people on the scene reacted quickly and rushed over, but when they arrived, Dong Zhang was nowhere to be seen.
"Master Yideng, be careful!"
It was Huang Yaoshi who was the first to discover it. He was alerted by a tremor and saw a black shadow like a dragon crossing the sea and quickly passed through the crowd until it reached Master Yideng standing at the edge.
Boo hoo hoo!!!
Three fingers shot through the fingers and shot towards the person. Yideng's footsteps touched the back, but this time Dong Zhang had already entered the body. He didn't care about the strong finger force at all. He flicked his right palm upward and directly used his flesh palm.
Crushed one penis with finger force.
Dongzhang ignored the cracked palm and slashed straight into Yideng's waist and abdomen with a lightning lunge.
Snapped!!
Old Yideng's face turned pale, and he stepped backwards, but the black knife was too long and the attack was too fast. He had to use his true energy to raise his left arm and quickly put it on Dong Zhang's left wrist, trying to suppress the opponent's blade.
Break its attack.
However, Dongzhang's strength was too terrifying. How could the old and faded Yideng be able to withstand the force that weighed a thousand kilograms? The dark red blade inevitably cut open the right side of Yideng's abdomen, and the blade sank directly into the flesh and blood.
Divide it into two and it gets stuck there.
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Holding back the severe pain, Yideng pushed his right foot vigorously on the spine of the knife to swing the long knife away. This force was beyond Dong Zhang's expectation. He never expected that this old monk could explode with such huge power.
Although he was staggered, Dongzhang did not panic at all. He twisted his wrist, and the moment the long knife left his right abdomen, a piece of flesh and blood was cut out. It can be said that the attack is extremely cruel, and even if the attack is broken, he will bite off a piece of you.
The meat will give up.
"Master Yideng!!!"
This time Hong Qigong also came straight towards him, quickly passing behind Dong Zhang. He slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, made a circle with his right palm, and with a cry, he pushed forward violently. The dragon has regrets!
But with a click, the iron palm struck directly on the back of the knife. However, Dongzhang turned around quickly, holding the rotating handle in his left hand instead of holding it in the back hand, and stood the knife horizontally in front of him.
With this palm, Hong Qigong was angry. The force was so strong that even Dong Zhang was knocked back several meters. When he saw that the palm was blocked by Dong Zhang, Hong Qigong's eyes showed anger. He raised his left hand and hit two fingers.
The fist and half of the palm were pushed forward, and the right palm was bent inwards and swung outwards again.
Woo!!!!
Unparalleled palm power immediately enveloped Dong Zhang's whole body. The latter narrowed his eyes slightly, held the knife in his dark hand and swung forward with a cross slash to break the wind in his palm. Then he jumped back and hid the blade behind his back. He planted his horse on the ground and raised his right palm.
With a swish of his hand, he pushed forward heavily with a whoosh sound.
With a loud bang, the Wuxiang Palm Power and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms collided in mid-air, creating a shocking wave of air and blowing a vacuum out of the arena.
"Bad boy!!!"
At this time, Zhou Botong also jumped forward from the side, and his punches were airy and soft, virtual and real, and he struck diagonally towards Dong Zhang in the middle. There was no gap between the attacks of the several people, and they had already arrived at the gap where the two palms were facing each other.
.
He didn't even give Dongzhang a moment to breathe.
"Zhou Botong, do you think I have never seen your Kong Ming Fist?"
Smiling disdainfully, Dongzhang ignored the incoming punches and went straight to the ground. When the shadow of the punch was about to hit him, he suddenly lowered his head and floated down with a whoosh sound, and spread out his legs with a sweep.
It wasn't that the latter's lower body was unstable, but that the weakness of his Kong Ming Fist was in the lower body. Dong Zhang knew this well. As expected, Zhou Botong immediately stopped and raised his foot to press down. This also stopped his boxing moves, and he was in contact with Dong Zhang.
Get your feet together.
After a few kicks on the legs, Dongzhang suddenly turned sideways and lunged, pretending to draw a knife, which frightened Zhou Botong so much that he stood his fists in front of him in a defensive posture. Unexpectedly, Dongzhang suddenly turned over and leaped to raise the upper swing, single-handedly
He pressed his fists down with his hands, and then struck him in the face with a fierce knee strike.
Snapped!!
However, Zhou Botong broke away, pressed his wrists against his knees, and then pulled his legs from behind to knock Dong Zhang down, but the latter smiled slightly. Although he was in mid-air, one of his legs was pulled by Zhou Botong, but he was always hidden.
The left-hand sword behind him was not drawn.
Uh-huh!!!
Without a trace of hesitation, a dark red sword suddenly appeared, arcing straight towards Zhou Botong beneath him, intent on splitting the man in half with one strike.
With a bang, the sword light cut a deep mark into the hard granite, but Zhou Botong was nowhere to be seen beneath him. The loud noise was caused by Hong Qigong behind him suddenly exerting his strength and striking out with an unparalleled palm move.
There was a loud pop, and a black shadow cut through the flying snow and shot forward at a very fast speed. In the sky, there was not only white snow, but also little bits of bright red sprinkled in the air.
"Dongzhang!!"
Standing under the welcoming pine, Xiao Longnu's pretty face turned pale, and she was about to rush to the battlefield with a light step, but a calm voice came clearly amidst the countless wind and snow: "Don't move, I'm fine..."
I saw a dark figure walking slowly out of the exploding snow in the sky, with a head full of black hair blowing in the wind, a black knife sticking to the ground making a harsh sound, and the young man's chest was a little bloody.
After he was completely out of the snow ball, Dong Zhang couldn't help but shake his sore right arm, glanced at Hong Qigong with a heavy face, and said: "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed well-deserved, they are so powerful...
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Yes, Dong Zhang, who resisted the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, was indeed slightly injured at this moment, but in mid-air, he had already contracted his abdomen in advance and put one arm in front of him. Whether he was calculating mentally or not, he was still struck by Hong Qigong.
Shocked.
"Pooh......"
Turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dongzhang cracked his teeth full of blood and said with a smile: "But if it's just this level, you can't kill me..."