There are many sects of Taoism in China, with the Tao of Heavenly Master being the most respected.
All the Tianshi Taoist dynasties were named Zhang. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the leader of the Celestial Masters, Zhang Lu, separatized Hanzhong and became a vassal.
Therefore, he had enough money to provide elixirs and martial arts skills to train his disciples.
Unexpectedly, his son was trained to become a heavenly master, and his apprentice Yao Daoyi was trained to become a master of martial arts.
In terms of martial arts, Yao Daoyi is the leader of Chinese Taoism.
Yao Daoyi is the leader of the Chinese Taoist sect. When Cao Cao conquered Hanzhong, he was already among the top masters. He once competed with Xu Chu and was neck-and-neck. Now that ten years have passed, his cultivation has improved even more.
The Tiangang Sword in his hand was infused with Taoist essence. The sword was like lightning, as if thunder and lightning were falling from the sky, aiming directly at Feng Zhou.
"Thunder Sword!"
Feng Zhou narrowed his eyes.
He has carefully studied the "Nine Yin Manual", the supreme Taoist art. However, compared with the Taoist martial arts thousands of years ago, the moves must be more gorgeous and exquisite, but they have lost their roughness and simplicity. The lethality may be greater, but the power is still there.
Not as good as that.
When he came to this world, he took the opportunity to go to Mount Emei, visited the alchemists living there, and experienced their martial arts. However, the alchemists' martial arts were obviously not as good as the Yao Daoyi in front of him.
"You have profound internal strength and profound Daoyuan. If you dare to attack me one after another, it's my turn!"
Feng Zhou sneered and pulled out the Emperor's Sword from his waist.
After Liu Bei ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, a meteorite fell on Mount Taurus, and he extracted the iron from the outer world. He ordered the master craftsman Pu Yuan to use it as a basis to create eight sharp swords, called the "Eight Swords of Zhangwu".
In addition to keeping one sword for his own use, Liu Bei gave the other seven swords to his three sons, as well as Zhuge Liang, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun. He asked Zhuge Liang to put the word "Zhang Wu" on the horn of the phoenix to pass it down to future generations.
That’s why it’s called “Zhang Wu’s Eight Swords.”
In the shocked eyes of Wu Tong and Zhang Wen, a golden sword rainbow shot straight into the sky from Feng Zhou's waist, like a comet crossing the sun and the moon, with unparalleled sharp sword intent, facing Yao Daoyi's fierce blow
.
"Boom!"
The two sword energy collided, and a sound like a thunderstorm suddenly erupted. It was like a hurricane encountering heavy rain, and the entire flash shot seemed to be shaking. Thousands of cavalry at the foot of the mountain, including Sima Division, were so shocked that they even held their whips in their hands.
Almost thrown away.
"How dare they make such a loud noise when their swords are crossing each other!"
"It seems like thunder is shaking and a heavy rain is coming!"
The faces of all the cavalrymen changed drastically, as if they were seeing a god.
Master Sima was even more shocked: "Their martial arts have surpassed the world. If we encounter one alone, we really can't defeat them without thousands of troops!"
"break!"
Feng Zhou paid no attention to the people at the foot of the mountain, and directly swung the Emperor Zhangwu Sword, blasting Yao Daoyi's Tiangang Sword away with one strike. The sword's rainbow shook the sky and struck him in the air.
Yao Daoyi practiced Taoist martial arts for decades. Although he was powerful, he was ultimately not as good as the masters of Buddhism in later generations. Feng Zhou practiced Yi Jin Jing for two generations, and his martial arts had already reached perfection. He was far superior to Yao Daoyi and became the Taoist master of later generations.
Wang Chongyang, the master of all things, may not be able to block Feng Zhou's sword here, let alone Yao Daoyi.
"block!"
Yao Daoyi eagerly took out the whisk from his waist. It was made of fine steel. When it collided with Feng Zhou's Zhang Wu sword, there was a loud thunder!
When two weapons chop at each other, it all depends on individual skill.
"puff."
Yao Daoyi groaned and his body was shaken.
In that blow, his true energy was obviously far inferior to Feng Zhou's, and he suffered a hidden loss.
"Cut again!"
Feng Zhou jumped away from the horse, jumped up high, with a sharp sword like a rainbow, pulling out a beam of light in mid-air, slashing towards Yao Daoyi with strong sword energy. Yao Daoyi's face changed. At this time, his old strength had just been exhausted, and new strength had not yet been generated.
, unable to block Feng Zhou’s sword at all.
"Brother Yao Dao can't hold on any longer, please save him."
Mrs. Li said quietly.
As she finished saying this, the other six people had already arrived on the hillside.
Queen Guo, the empress dowager of the Wei Dynasty, was born in the Guo family of Julu. Although she was not as good as the Hongnong Yang family, she was also an heir to poetry and calligraphy and a well-known family. After hundreds of years of business, she cultivated a master of swordsmanship like Mrs. Li.
I saw her pointing forward with her sword, like an immortal stepping on the moon. The sword was sharp and coming at an angle.
Her body movements are light and wonderful, her attack position and strength are simply superb. The sword is like a white rainbow, and it is lightly lifted towards Feng Zhou's Zhang Wu Emperor Sword.
"Bang."
Mrs. Li let out a scream, and the sword in her hand suddenly broke into pieces. She couldn't help but turn pale, and she took a few steps back. She felt the energy and blood surge in her body, and she was horrified.
"My sword is so sharp that it dominates the world. Even Wang Yue was only tied with me back then and couldn't stop Liu Adou's sword. How terrifying is his cultivation? No wonder he killed countless generals in formation.
"
Although Mrs. Li is a woman, she has gone through many turmoils with the Empress Dowager Guo and is invincible, but she cannot even block Feng Zhou's sword. How can she not be horrified?
However, this moment was finally bought by others.
"go."
Dalai Mo turned his palm over and a Buddhist bead appeared.
This Buddha was made of diamond and was indestructible. It also carried the supreme essence of Dalai Mo. It was struck out fiercely and turned into a comet. It hit the Zhang Wu Sword in the air and beat the Zhang Wu Sword to pieces.
In a flash, Zhu Faya stepped forward, drew his sword with both hands, and slashed in the air.
"Crack!"
There seemed to be lightning flashing across the void.
It is almost impossible to describe this knife in words.
If the Qinglong Yanyue Sword struck by Guan Yu in his prime was like a fierce dragon on the battlefield, then the sword of this samurai enshrined in the White Horse Temple was as angry as the Buddhist Vajra.
The bright sword light spanned several feet, and was extremely brilliant and condensed, like the Milky Way falling straight down from the sky. It was as if the Gushui River next to him could be cut through the waves by his sword. Before the sword light arrived, the force of the sword was already coming.
If swordsmen like Hu Fei and Tian Boguang saw this scene, they would be so ashamed that they would commit suicide.
"Qi Yun cuts with one sword!"
This is the sword that Zhu Faya made after thinking hard for thirty years on the Qiyun Pagoda of White Horse Temple. As a worshiper of White Horse Temple, he withstood countless military disasters while sitting in the temple, relying on his supreme supernatural power.
Wu Tong and Zhang Wen were shaking and teetering.
The two of them have been practicing the "Xuanyuan Body Training Technique" hard for several years, and they are enough to fight with the world's top warriors. After that, they study wisely and lead troops to fight. They are no longer the former Amen under Wu.
But at this moment, if it weren't for the protection of Fengzhou's body-protecting true energy, just the sword's will would be enough to tear them into pieces. But even so, facing the blow of Tianhe, Wu Tong and Zhang Wen also felt
Out of breath.
"snort."
Feng Zhou also looked slightly solemn, clenched his fist, and punched the great monk Zhu Faya.
"Boom."
The void shook.
The steel knife in Zhu Faya's hand was directly smashed into pieces. He even made a somersault in mid-air and landed heavily, and a trace of blood could not help but flow out of his mouth.
"How is he so powerful?"
Zhu Faya was horrified.
He originally thought that by sitting in White Horse Temple, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the top masters at that time, but now it seems that he is not as far away as the Emperor of Han.
The power of one blow can make a difference.
Especially this was a sword that Zhu Faya had been saving for thirty years, while Feng Zhou just punched casually, and he still held the Zhangwu Sword in his right hand to fight against the enemy.
Fortunately, Zhu Faya's sword bought time, and Yao Daoyi recovered, and swung the Tiangang Sword in his hand again, fighting with Feng Zhou to kill him.