The appearance of Zhang Sanfeng undoubtedly lifted the spirits of Wudang disciples. It was a big event even for Jianghu. The prosperity of Wudang was once again mentioned and would be promoted to the highest peak.
Ye Cheng calmed down his mind and kept his spirit perfect. His whole body's energy and spirit were integrated into one place, and he firmly guarded his world. He said softly: "Young man, I have seen Master Zhang!"
Zhang Sanfeng's long beard fluttered and he nodded: "You are indeed the most outstanding junior among the rising stars. Although we have hundreds of thousands of disciples in Wudang, only twenty-three out of ten have entered the inner sect, and only a few have truly achieved anything.
It actually makes me a little jealous!”
Ye Cheng laughed and said: "Zhenzhen Zhang is ridiculous. Wudang is the leader of the righteous way. It is on par with Shaolin and leads the world's righteous way. There are so many masters. Didn't there just be a master who can threaten me? If there were a few more people,
Even I have to turn around and leave immediately!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled noncommittally, turned around and said to Huang Jue: "I was a little paranoid about the Baji Sect back then. Later, due to the incident in Shangyong City, the Baji Sect was eventually destroyed. It was also you who were too impulsive and took what he wanted.
Give him the things, and you will go into seclusion. My Tai Chi sword technique has also been completed. You should also use this opportunity to study it. Now that evil spirits are rampant in the world, we, as the helmsmen of the righteous path, should do something!
"
Huang Jue sighed helplessly, took out something from his arms, threw it directly to Ye Cheng, and said in a deep voice: "I think this is what you came here for. If you are determined to rebuild the Baji Gate, I hope you can leave.
Go on the right path and don’t do things like killing decent disciples again, otherwise I can destroy the Baji Sect a second time, so do it well!”
Ye Cheng looked at the transparent jade pendant in his hand, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind. Although he was away all year round and his sect didn't even have much reputation, the elder leader of the Baji Sect gave him a feeling of family, even if he was wandering outside.
Zai Jiu always had a warm place in his heart, but in the end, the Baji Sect was destroyed because of him, and all the elders in charge were killed.
Today, the enemy of that day stood in front of the door, but Ye Cheng was unable to retaliate, just because Zhang Sanfeng's existence surpassed all the masters he had encountered before. Even with his current strength, he did not dare to say that he could defeat Zhang Sanfeng in front of him.
A master whose strength is not inferior to his own can kill him on the spot and escape completely.
The moment he received the leader's token, Ye Cheng also received a reminder from the system. As long as he found the other half of the token, he would rebuild the Baji Gate, pointing directly to the north.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and walked directly towards the mountain gate without looking back. He said quietly: "The future of the Baji Sect cannot be controlled by anyone, not even Wudang!"
Hongyan followed closely behind, not taking the countless masters here seriously at all. This kind of magnanimity alone made everyone feel overwhelmed.
"Watcher, you killed countless Wudang disciples, do you just want to leave so calmly?" Huang Jue's voice sounded at the right time. Faced with Ye Cheng's reaction after taking the token, he was very dissatisfied and immediately yelled.
Ye Cheng paused at his feet and said in a cold voice: "What? Does Master Huang Jue still want to teach me a lesson? It would be better to kill these useless disciples so that they can understand their own differences. Maybe there will be a few more in the future.
A master can at least give Wudang a long face!"
"You bastard!" Huang Jue's anger immediately surged up. Even Song Yuanqiao and the others behind him had angry expressions on their faces. They were scolded in front of countless disciples. No matter how good-tempered they were, they couldn't help but want to take action to save people.
.
But now that Master Zhang is here, it is not their turn to issue orders. They all turn their attention to him. As the leader of a sect, they should do something at this time.
Zhang Sanfeng said softly: "Watcher, if you kill so many of my disciples and just go down the mountain like this, I, the leader of the Wudang Sect, will not look good on my face. In this way, I will only use one move. As long as you can follow me, I, Wudang, will do it whether you are dead or alive."
Don’t even stop me!”
When they heard that Zhang Sanfeng was about to take action, everyone was excited. Everyone understood how powerful this leader who had never appeared before was. As long as he took action, no matter how powerful Ye Cheng was, he would not be able to leave Wudang Mountain alive.
It was a way to regain some face, otherwise if Ye Cheng were to walk down Wudang Mountain like this, they would really become a laughing stock in the world.
Ye Cheng suddenly turned around and said proudly: "Master Zhang is willing to teach me. How can I not agree? How many people in the world can have such an honor? Master, please!"
A smile appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's face, and he nodded: "You are a bit brave. This spirit alone is hundreds of times stronger than those of my disciples. I should take this seriously!" As he said this, he didn't know what he was doing.
The movement has already soared into the air, standing in the void, and the large robes are constantly fluttering.
Ye Cheng's mind was shaken. Others might not be able to notice it, but he could clearly feel how terrifying the power emanating from Zhang Sanfeng was. The moment he came out, the vitality of the heaven and earth was stirred, and even the clouds in the sky gathered.
Dispersed and impermanent.
It seemed that the power of the whole world was vented. Ye Cheng felt that the pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger, and even his body was shaking uncontrollably. This was not because of his weak will, but because of his body's instinct to respond to the extremely powerful force.
reaction.
The spiral Gang Qi suddenly opened up, and with the air of ice, it rushed out of the stirred world to find a foothold. The Gang Qi mixed with ice and snow continued to roll, forming an aura visible to the naked eye.
, this is the range that Ye Cheng can control. Within this range, his power is infinitely strengthened, while others' will be continuously weakened.
As the pressure continues to increase, the range that the spiral energy can reach gradually shrinks and is controlled within five feet. Ye Cheng feels bad. If this continues, he will no longer have a foothold, and Zhang Sanfeng's attack will then
It will reach its peak, and it is very possible to kill him with one move.
But this time he miscalculated. Before he could take action, Zhang Sanfeng had already taken action. With a pinch of his palms, black and white Qi immediately appeared around him. A Zongzheng and peaceful aura exuded. As his palm movements slowly became more distinct,
, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern, which seemed to come alive, constantly rotating around him.
Ye Cheng was horrified to find that the power of the world was gathering towards him crazily, and the pressure on his body had reached a terrifying level. As soon as his body-protecting Qi collapsed, his physical body would be destroyed unless he had the power of King Kong.
Only a bad body can withstand it, otherwise there is only one possibility of being squeezed into slag.
Waiting for death has never been his style. Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng wanted to inflict heavy wounds on him regardless of his identity to show the unblasphemous reputation of Wudang, he still hesitated. Immediately, his handprints changed in all kinds of ways, and strange flowers from the other side emerged, swaying between heaven and earth.
The power of the underworld suddenly appeared and spread between heaven and earth.
The huge and boundless River Styx suddenly appeared in the sky, and countless wails filled the world. Waves of sound rolled down, invading everyone's minds.
"Styx!" Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise: "You actually understand the secret of the world. I think you are indeed the best among the younger generations. Even I have to admire you for being able to understand it at such a young age.
In the realm of debut, if this is the case, I will not hold back, I will take it!"
Zhang Sanfeng's words undoubtedly affirm Ye Cheng's strength, which is enough to make the entire world turbulent. Being the rumored number one master in the world is no longer a false claim. There are only a few people in the world who can make Zhang Sanfeng spare no effort to attack.
, Yecheng is proud enough.
With the surge of black and white energy, a palm print appeared out of thin air. The palm print, which was ten feet long and wide, had become a substance. The rolling energy contained in it made it difficult to imagine how terrifying the power contained in it was.
, not to mention killing one person, even flattening a mountain is possible.
As soon as the palm print came out, the pressure on Ye Cheng increased sharply, and the stone slabs under his feet were shattered inch by inch and crushed into powder. As the energy blew and dissipated, half a foot of the five-foot-wide stone surface around him was wiped away.
, but the rest is as smooth as if it had been cut with a knife.
There was an unstoppable crack in the skin, and streams of blood flowed down, dyeing the ground bright red. Although he was suffering from huge pain, Ye Cheng did not panic at all. His spirit was actually more solid than before, and his feelings about the world were clearer.
Incomparably, he looked quietly at the palm prints that had suddenly fallen, without any change.
The disciples who came from the mountain and countless players from other sects looked at the palm print that could change the sky in horror. They couldn't imagine what kind of misery it would be like if they were under the palm print, or whether they would have been crushed and died.
die.
The palm prints of ten feet, five feet, three feet and one foot have completely landed on Ye Cheng's head. As long as he raises his hand, he can touch the palm prints formed by this huge strength. If he doesn't make some changes, even if he has a huge
My magical powers will only die here.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath to calm down the surging Qi and blood. The Qilin Arm and the Ancient Demon's Hand were completely presented to the world. One was ferocious and sharp, red as fire, with jumping sparks. Another was as heavy as a mountain and as black as ink.
The black energy lingers and floats, and it is these two arms that give people a feeling of infinite power. You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary things.
The true energy in the meridians was constantly surging, and looking at the palm prints above his head, Ye Cheng fiercely waved his arms upward, hitting the palm prints heavily, and boundless power poured into his arms.
Even with the tenacity of his meridians, he couldn't help but tremble.
This punch only caused the palm print to pause for a moment, and then continued to fall, as if it would not give up until it crushed Ye Cheng to ashes. Zhang Sanfeng, who took action, also punched the air hard, and thunderclouds roared in the sky.
, as if the power of heaven and earth was poured into it, pressed down heavily.
"ah--"
Ye Cheng also knew that this was a matter of life and death. His feet were already deeply embedded in the stone surface. He waved his arms wildly and punched his head one after another. Immediately, the entire Wudang Mountain rang with dense thunder.
With the sound of the sound, everyone was shocked to find that the entire space seemed to be shaking under the bombardment of Ye Cheng, causing everyone's blood to boil, and even their true energy to become chaotic.
Under the impact of two extremely powerful forces, the meridians in Ye Cheng's arms burst. The hands wrapped in the gloves were bloody and bloody, and the finger bones were exposed. He kept bombarding the palm prints all the time, and finally stopped the palm prints at a great cost.
His whereabouts, but he was already covered in blood and his eyes were bloodshot.
This is not over yet. Ye Cheng folds his arms. Taking advantage of the gap between palm prints, the power of ice and the fire of unicorn surge wildly, merging into one under the envelope of black energy. With his almost crazy punch
, hit heavily in the huge palm prints.
The palm prints stopped falling, and Ye Cheng raised his arms to the sky. Under the blood-stained color, everyone stood in awe. This was a man who was upright and upright. Even his enemies sincerely admired him for his demeanor.
