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Chapter 3010 Xuanming Er Lao

The Mingjiao encirclement made a way, and Zhao Min walked in from the periphery, followed by an old man holding a deer-headed staff in his hand. It was the Deer-Standing Guest, one of the two elders of Xuan Ming.

Seeing Luzhang Ke coming, Su Yang cursed inwardly that it was bad luck. This guy and Zhang Wuji had a deep hatred. They might start fighting when they met. He would have less assistants to deal with Dongfang Bubai. If the one who came was...

Fan Yao would be much better.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji just glanced at Luzhangke, frowned slightly and said nothing. Luzhangke became even more arrogant, without even looking at Zhang Wuji and Su Yang, he pointed the deer-headed staff at Dongfang Bubai and shouted: "You are

Who is seeking death?"

Dongfang Bubai was covered in wounds, and all he could see was Su Yang. Wherever he heard the noise from others, he lowered his head and walked towards Su Yang step by step, wanting to kill Su Yang with one blow.

The deer stick man maintained his identity, even Zhao Min was polite to him. When he saw that the man did not take him seriously, he immediately became furious and jumped into the field to stop Dongfang Bubai. The deer stick was flying up and down in his hand.

Circling and piercing Dongfang Bubai's major points all over his body.

As soon as he made a move, Su Yang could see that he was by no means an undefeated opponent from the East. He was afraid that he would be unlucky within one move, so he shouted, "Master Zhang, let's do it!" He pulled out his green steel sword and jumped into the arena.

Zhang Wuji was still hesitant, and secretly thought that we should attack this person for a long time with hundreds of people using the Five Elements Flag. This was somewhat against the rules of the world, and it would be a joke to attack the few with more people at this time.

Yang Xiao glanced at Zhang Wuji, already guessing what he was thinking, and said a few words to Wei Yixiao. Wei Yixiao let out two weird laughs, turned into a green shadow and floated into the field, circling around Dongfang Bubai.

The antlers on the deer stick man's crutch hit the Jianjing point on Dongfang Bubai's shoulder. He was thinking that this person was just a rat, but he didn't expect that Dongfang Bubai was hit by the deer stick. He didn't realize it and just casually

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the deer stick and jerked it back.

Luzhangke suddenly felt a huge force coming from the palm of his hand, and quickly used his strength to hold on to the crutch, but the crutch still flew out of his hand and was snatched away by Dongfang Bubai.

Luzhangke screamed strangely, and a deep blood mark appeared on his palm, and his skin turned outwards. Then the top of his head suddenly darkened, and Dongfang Bubai held the deerstick and smashed it down on his head. Luzhangke rolled out on his side.

He narrowly escaped this battle.

With a loud bang, the deer cane hit the ground, creating a deep crater and the cane broke into two pieces.

Luzhangke's face was hurt by the wind stirred up by the cane, and he was shocked. He secretly wondered who this person was. How come he had never heard of such a high martial arts skill? Could it be that the princess wanted to imprison this person too?

Live in Wan'an Temple?

Luzhangke was also lucky. Dongfang Bubai's sanity was not clear to begin with. He was seriously injured after being surrounded by the Five Elements Banner, and he was obsessed with killing Su Yang. Luzhangke was like a fly and an ant in his eyes, and he drove him away casually.

, otherwise in a face-to-face confrontation, Luzhangke would probably lose his life.

In a burst of smoke, a long sword came through the air. The sword's body was filled with blood and made a buzzing sound. The smoke and dust within three feet of it were blown away, and in the blink of an eye it was at Dongfang Bubai's throat.

Dongfang Bubai raised his hand to play the long sword, only to see that the three fingers on his right hand were already covered with white bones, no flesh visible, and the back of the palm was also bloody and blurred, revealing the bones under the skin. The finger bones and the long sword intersected, making a "dang" sound.

There was a crisp sound, the sound was like metal hitting each other, and a few sparks erupted, and they missed the tip of the sword.

Everyone in the field heard a loud roar like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring. It turned out that Su Yang's internal energy and Dongfang Bubai's true energy collided through the blood sword, and the body of the blood sword suddenly trembled violently.

As a result, the sword energy could no longer be released, and a joint on the second finger of Dongfang Bubai's right hand was exploded by the true energy on the sword.

Two bursts of applause sounded without interruption. Wei Yixiao was like a bird flying around Dongfang Bubai. He slapped two palms on his back, but Wei Yixiao's figure could not be seen clearly.

Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly, and swung a palm into the air on one side. This palm seemed to be casual, but it hit Wei Yixiao and knocked him out.

Wei Yixiao was knocked back more than ten feet and fell into the crowd. He vomited blood and immediately sat cross-legged, adjusting his breath with luck.

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng were furious and were about to take action. Zhang Wuji waved his hand and said, "Yang Zuo, please help Grandpa Wei Bat heal his injuries. I'll go meet him!" After saying that, Yue entered the room.

Su Yang and Dongfang Bubai were fighting each other in the field. Dongfang Bubai had no weapons in his hands, and his long sleeves were burned by the fire. He only relied on his fists and feet. Su Yang used his sword and palm together, sometimes adding some random kicking and boxing techniques.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai was still very fast even after being injured, and his moves never left Su Yang's throat, heart and lower body. Every time Su Yang made contact with Dongfang Bubai's body, there would be a muffled sound all over his body, and then the two of them separated.

A series of footprints were left on the ground under the two people's feet, and the entire ground sank slightly.

In Su Yang's eyes, Dongfang Bubai's moves were as fast as thunder, and most of them could only see six or seven points clearly, so the first few moves he made didn't care about Dongfang Bubai's moves, and just went on their own, only attacking the areas where Dongfang Bubai had to save, but

After only three moves, I realized that this guy was probably really crazy. He didn't care about his own life and was using a lose-lose style of play.

Wherever he looked, Zhang Wuji had already jumped into the arena, so he changed his sword moves and spread out his blood sword, turning into a sword light that could not be splashed around his body to stabilize his position first.

There was a sudden heat wave in the air, and Zhang Wuji had joined the battle. His martial arts skills were actually mediocre, and his moves were crude and simple. They were all common second- and third-rate boxing skills, but every punch and kick contained great power.

, even when hit in the air, the air vibrates and vibrates, like a drum. In this way, it is the essence of ten martial arts that can be conquered with one force, turning the originally crude martial arts into magic.

Dongfang Bubai immediately felt a little difficult to breathe, as if there was a big mountain pressing on his head, and his movements were a little slower.

But his mind became slightly clearer, and he suddenly felt the pride of being the peerless overlord in the past, secretly thinking that you have profound internal strength, am I not as good as you!

Thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai gathered all his skills and boxing skills, and punched Zhang Wuji hard.

With a bang, the ground under Zhang Wuji's feet, with his feet as the center, suddenly collapsed by more than a foot deep in a five-foot radius. Dongfang Bubai let out a strange cry, and flew upside down two or three feet before he could stabilize his body.

.It seems that Dongfang Bubai has suffered a big loss.

Everyone in the Ming Cult roared with applause! Dongfang Bubai was also shocked. Judging from this punch, the young man in front of him had more than one or two times more internal energy than his own. Where did so many masters come from in this world?

This move was naturally a great shift in the world. The two people's internal skills collided. Zhang Wuji transferred most of Dongfang Bubai's skills to the ground under his feet. Dongfang Bubai's punch almost hit the ground with more than half of it. He is considered a god.

It is impossible to fight against the earth.

In fact, as long as he calms down and thinks about it, he can understand the reason. If this person's internal strength is really several times higher than him, how can he survive until now under Su Yang's joint attack?

Su Yang couldn't help but think too much. The bloody sword was like a maggot attached to the bone and stayed with his throat. Dongfang Bubai used his fingers to flick the sword. Unexpectedly, in the fight with Zhang Wuji, his body's aura was slightly confused and his hands were weak. He was cut down in one blow.

He raised a finger, but failed to block the sword.

"Oops!" He immediately knew something was wrong. Although Su Yang's skills were not as good as his, his Qi was strange. Every time he fought, there was a cold air coming from him. His moves were extremely precise, especially the sword Qi, which was hard to guard against. At this time, the sword tip was far away from the enemy.

There is less than an inch stuck to his throat, and the sword energy can pass through his throat as long as he exhales slightly!

Sure enough, a gust of cold sword energy came straight to his throat. Without thinking, he immediately turned over like a lazy ass and rolled to one side in an extremely embarrassed manner. No matter how fast he hid, a deep cut was made from his collarbone to his shoulder.

The openings in the bones were visible, and blood was flowing out.

Under the severe pain, Zhang Wuji's fists and kicks came again. Dongfang Bubai could only grit his teeth and gather the scattered energy in his body to resist. Unexpectedly, a cold palm force suddenly came from behind him, followed by a sinister sound.

The pitiful laughter was followed by a sudden chill coming from the back of his heart.

It turned out that Luzhangke had been sneaking around on the sidelines for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

During the fierce fight between Dongfang Bubai, Luzhangke struck a Xuanming Divine Palm right in the back of his heart. He staggered a few times, a flash of green energy flashed across his face, his hands and feet trembled slightly, and he vomited blood again.

, the blood color was not very red, it was obvious that he had lost too much blood and there was almost no blood left to vomit.

That is to say, if it were him who had been hit in the heart by the Deer Stick Guest, even if it was not the Xuanming Divine Palm, he would probably die of a broken heart on the spot.

"The little thief is not weak in martial arts, but he is not as good as me after all. How does this Xuanming Divine Palm feel like!" Luzhangke succeeded in hitting him, and without hesitation, he turned back more than ten feet and stood there laughing wildly.

What a mean mouth!

Su Yang wished he could dodge the deer stick guest and was full of teeth. This old guy said something bad and insisted on mentioning the four words "Xuan Ming Divine Palm" in front of Zhang Wuji. Isn't this a split.

As expected, when Zhang Wuji heard about the Xuanming Divine Palm, his expression changed drastically. The amiable young man immediately became murderous. He gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "You said the palm technique you used is called the Xuanming Divine Palm."

Palm?"

Before Luzhangke could answer, another gloomy voice came from outside the venue: "What's wrong with the Xuanming Divine Palm? You want to taste it!"

Following the sound, an old man holding a crane-billed stylus appeared next to Zhao Min. It turned out to be the Crane Pen Man.

Zhang Wuji had a cold expression on his face: "It is indeed you two. Do you remember that sixteen years ago, in order to question the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, you two injured a Wudang child with the Xuanming Divine Palm, and then sneaked into Wudang Mountain?

?”

Hebi Weng laughed loudly: "I traveled across the rivers and lakes and injured many people. Who can remember that many people?"

Luzhangke said, "You, are you Zhang Cuishan's son?"

Zhang Wuji said cheerfully: "That's right! The cold poison I suffered as a young man, the death of my parents, and the disability of my third uncle and six uncles are all thanks to you. Let's understand today."

In the few years of his boyhood, life was worse than death because of the Xuanming God's palm, and he was unable to practice martial arts. When he saw these two people, he was furious and a little confused. How could his parents be saved if they died?

It was partly down to these two people, but Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting had little to do with them.

Zhang Wuji stopped his offensive, and the pressure on Dongfang Bubai was immediately reduced by half. However, he was seriously injured and his martial arts was greatly weakened. He could no longer use his weird body skills against Su Yang and could only engage in confrontation.

The intense pain made his mind clearer again. While avoiding Su Yang's Kuai Jian, he listened to the conversation between Zhang Wuji and the two old men on the sidelines. (To be continued.)


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