Countless rubbles came, and Master Fang Zheng and others took action to protect themselves.
Master Fang Zheng waved his right sleeve and rolled up all the incoming stones into his sleeve. Taoist Master Chongxu swiped the whisk in his hand, and the stones that were shot one by one immediately slowed down greatly and fell directly to the ground.
On the ground, Ren Woxing was protecting Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying. He held his right palm emptyly and sucked it back. All the stones were sucked into his palm and formed into a small ball.
The three of them dealt with it the most easily. The other masters from each faction also used their own special skills, either directly knocking down the gravel, or dodging to avoid it.
"Dad, what happened to him?" Ren Yingying was protected by Ren Woxing, but when she saw the smoke and dust on the battlefield outside the palace, she couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, and she felt anxious.
Ren Woxing frowned, moved his eyes, and looked at the center of the battlefield. However, the smoke and dust were so huge that no matter how powerful he was, he could not see clearly. He could only see two figures standing side by side.
, but it didn’t look like they were competing for internal strength, which made me feel surprised.
"Yingying, don't worry too much about that kid. Even your father has to admire his martial arts. It may be possible for Zuo Lengchan to defeat him, but it's not that easy to seriously injure him."
Ren Yingying was slightly relieved when she heard this, but the look of concern on her face did not diminish at all.
"Master, who do you think is the winner?" Taoist Master Chongxu smiled in a low voice and suddenly asked Master Fang Zheng.
The moves of these two people just now were extremely amazing. It was obviously time to really decide the outcome, so he asked this question.
Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The Taoist priest's problem is really hard for me. Since even the Taoist priest can't tell the winner, how can I do it?"
Taoist priest Chongxu laughed, and the two of them stopped talking. Seeing the smoke gradually disappearing from the scene, their eyes couldn't help but condense.
"Can this kid win?" Yue Buqun looked at the battlefield outside the palace with flickering eyes, while Ning Zhong couldn't help but clenched his fists and looked at that place with a nervous and worried look.
The smoke finally dissipated, revealing the two figures in the middle.
I saw Ling Jing and Zuo Lengchan standing side by side, facing different directions, with only half a foot between their shoulders. Their expressions were very indifferent.
But when everyone saw the dim light sword in Ling Jing's hand, they almost screamed in surprise.
"This, this, this..." Li Jingyan, the head of the Kunlun Sect, looked horrified and pointed at Ling Jing's long sword. He didn't know how to express his emotions for a moment.
The rest of the people couldn't help but change their expressions. They saw that the long sword with a flat end in Ling Jing's right hand directly penetrated Zuo Lengchan's right palm, and carried Zuo Lengchan's arm behind him. The strength on the sword was obviously gone.
Zuo Lengchan's broken hand bone was now in an extremely twisted posture, placed behind his back.
However, Ling Jing seemed to still maintain the posture of drawing the sword, with a calm expression, his clothes fluttering, and no trace of injury could be seen.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
Blood dripped down the edge of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" and the edge of Zuo Lengchan's palm, and the place was silent for a moment.
"Leader of the Left Alliance, defeated..."
The masters of the righteous path looked at each other, and even Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Master Chongxu, who were known as masters, couldn't help but look at each other in shock, thinking: "The Ice and Fire Palm used by the Zuo Alliance Leader earlier was already the first-class miraculous skill in the world.
The power is astonishing. Even if you face yourself, it will be a very difficult matter. Whether you can win or not is unknown. But how could you suddenly lose so easily, without even touching the opponent's clothes?"
Elsewhere, Ren Woxing burst out laughing and said, "Yingying, your husband-in-law really did not disappoint dad. It seems that compared with Master Zuo, my son-in-law is better."
Ren Yingying looked ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily: "Dad, if you keep talking nonsense, I will go down the mountain directly."
At this moment, among the Zhengdao crowd, someone heard a sigh of relief.
"Leader Zuo, what a powerful divine palm of ice and fire." Ling Jing remained motionless, but suddenly smiled beside Zuo Lengchan and said, "But it seems that Leader Zuo couldn't catch my sword?"
Ignoring Zuo Lengchan's expression, he suddenly pulled away and retreated. With a shake of his wrist, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was put back into the scabbard like a wisp of blue smoke, and he himself took advantage of the situation and flew back five or six steps.
Zuo Lengchan stood in the field with a gloomy expression. After Ling Jing took away the long sword, his right arm was still twisted, but he could not be seen reaching out to correct the bone.
There was silence for a moment.
"Zuo was defeated in this battle! Ling Shaoxia was so skilled in martial arts that Zuo felt inferior to him. He was taught a lesson." Zuo Lengchan took a deep breath. After suffering such serious injuries, he could still calm down and use one hand.
He cupped his fists and said to Ling Jing.
Among the righteous sects, the heads of several sects couldn't help but cast a look of admiration at Zuo Lengchan after hearing this. Being able to remain rational and polite in advance and retreat under such circumstances shows that Zuo Lengchan's Qi-nurturing Kung Fu is really on point.
He is indeed one of the three great masters of the righteous path.
"Haha." Ling Jing narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that Zuo Lengchan would have such magnanimity. It was really surprising. He thought that this ambitious leader of the Songshan Sect was just a sinister careerist, but now
It seems that he has underestimated this person. With such a scheming mind, how can he be an easy person to get along with.
"Master Zuo, you've given me a reward! I'm sorry!" Ling Jing returned the salute with his fists clasped, and said calmly.
After Zuo Lengchan was defeated, he withdrew from the field. However, almost no one in the righteous path blamed him for losing for a while, and even comforted him that he didn't need to care about the battle. Apparently, he was overwhelmed by Zuo Lengchan's magnanimity just now.
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Zuo Lengchan smiled in return, with no hint of gloom on his face, which made everyone even more impressed.
When Taoist Master Chongxu and Master Fang Zheng saw Zuo Lengchan talking happily with the leaders of other sects, a trace of worry flashed across their faces.
However, Ling Jing was taking the opportunity to adjust his inner energy at this time to alleviate the internal injuries caused by the hard fight with Zuo Lengchan just now.
In fact, with just one move, he was not completely unharmed. Zuo Lengchan's "Ice Fire Palm" was already more powerful than "Ice Qi". Although he used the "Invisible Sword" and "Breaking Palm Style" to break him
The palm technique directly penetrated his palm, but there was still a wave of hot and cold Qi that rushed into his body through the barrier of "Sword Qi Body Protection".
"This martial arts is really extraordinary, it can actually break my sword energy shield!"
Just after he used the "Invisible Sword", he used the "Sword Qi Body Protection" in advance, which was able to offset more than half of Zuo Lengchan's outward zhenqi palm power.
Part of the rotational shock force was removed, and the injury was reduced to the minimum.
"The remaining alien energy will be given to the "Hidden Dragon Sword Energy"."
He secretly mobilized the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" in his dantian, and wisps of misty black sword qi rushed out of his dantian and began to travel through the eight extraordinary meridians. When he encountered Zuo Lengchan's "alien Qi" along the way, he would
Just strangle it clean and then devour it yourself.
Ling Jing could even feel that the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" had grown slightly stronger after devouring these alien Qi.
"Is this guy accumulating energy again and preparing to evolve?"
He was happy to see this situation. After a week of Qi movement, he finally swallowed up all the alien Qi in his body.
Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu had been standing still, looking at Ling Jing with a faint smile on their faces. It was not until they saw his eyes moved slightly and his expression returned to normal that they heard Taoist Chongxu say with a smile: "Little
Brothers, although we have already had a fight at the foot of Wudang Mountain, we must still fight again this time."
Ling Jing cupped his fists and saluted, knowing that the two people before must have noticed that he was adjusting his breath. They did not take the opportunity to challenge him, just because they were open-minded and did not bother to take advantage of others' danger to carry out such a villainous plan.
"You dare me, boy, and ask the Taoist Master for his exquisite swordsmanship again!" Ling Jing laughed harmoniously.
The two of them answered each other one by one, and the conversation was very lively, but no matter they were masters on the righteous side, or on the Ren Wo Xing side, they couldn't help but be very surprised.
"It turns out that Taoist Master Chongxu has already fought against this kid, but I don't know who won in the end?"
A strong doubt flashed through everyone's mind. Taoist Master Chongxu is one of the three great masters of the righteous path recognized by the world. He is also the contemporary leader of the Wudang Sect, a martial arts world with a high reputation in the world.
Moreover, it is said that his martial arts skills are not inferior to Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
Since he had personally fought with that kid, why did that kid come to the Shaolin Temple intact?
"Can it be that even Taoist Priest Chongxu can't do anything to that kid?" Everyone was surprised, but in front of Taoist Priest Chongxu, they couldn't express it, so they could only secretly be surprised.
"Little brother, please!"
"Taoist Master, please come first!"
Taoist priest Chongxu laughed, walked into the field first, and faced Ling Jing from a distance. He carried a long sword on his back. After pulling it out, he opened his posture, holding the sword in his left hand, facing the palm of his right hand, as if he was hugging him.
It was the raised hand sword technique that was used at the foot of Wudang Mountain that day.
Ling Jing stared at Taoist Chongxu's appearance and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Naturally, he is no longer unfamiliar with the starting position of Wudang swordsmanship. He knows that this starting position has almost no flaws. In other words, there are very few flaws in this swordsmanship, and even if it is true,
If there are any flaws, Taoist Master Chongxu's skill and state can make up for them at any time, so no matter which direction you attack from, it is impossible for one blow to be effective.
"The Taoist Master probably won't be able to use the swordsmanship that day anymore." Ling Jing secretly guessed that after all, the only flaw in that swordsmanship had been found by himself. No matter how brilliant Taoist Master Chongxu's martial arts was, he would still be able to use it alone.
With that swordsmanship, at best he could be on par with himself, but it was impossible to defeat him.
"Then what kind of swordsmanship will it be? Wudang Liangyi Sword?" (To be continued.
