The two elders of Xuanming, Luzhangke and Hebiweng, have learned the same art since they were young. From the time they were strong to old, they have not been separated for a day for decades. They have no wives and children, and they work together seamlessly. They are already very strong alone.
, Zeng Yi had just exchanged a few moves with him, and he felt that although he was not at the level of a super master, it was almost there. If the two of them cooperated, their strength would definitely exceed that of a super master, and even because of his Xuanming Divine Palm was extremely cold,
It is difficult for the two elders to find an opponent when they join forces. Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao once fought against the two elders, but they could not withstand the cold palm power.
However, the former of the two is lustful and treacherous, while the latter is stupid and loves to drink. The two have excellent martial arts skills and are good at using the extremely cold palm power of the Xuanming Divine Palm. They are only passionate about fame and wealth, so they join the palace as a master to serve Princess Zhao Min.
They are all the strongest masters in the palace.
It’s just that in the game, Zeng Yi was puzzled. You must know that in the original work, the two people took refuge in the imperial court, and they were also the imperial eagle dogs that people in the world despised. But now Qinglong represents the imperial court, and these two people will definitely not be members of the imperial court!
"Mad! Did these two people defect to other forces?" Zeng Yi didn't know!
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng and Qinglong talk about the Xuanming Divine Palm, Song Yuanqiao was shocked and asked: "Did this baby receive the Xuanming Divine Palm?" He was the oldest and had heard the name "Xuanming Divine Palm". As for Yu Lianzhou and others,
I have never even heard the name of this martial arts.
Zhang Sanfeng sighed and did not answer. Tears were streaming down his face. He held Wuji in his arms, looked at Zhang Cuishan's body and said: "Cuishan, Cuishan, you worshiped me as your teacher and entrusted you to me when you left. But
I can't even save your only son, so what's the use of living to be a hundred years old? What's the use of the Wu-Dang Sect becoming famous all over the world? I'd rather be dead!"
Everyone was shocked, Qinglong hurriedly advised: "Master Zhang, don't be too pessimistic. Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, there is always a way to resolve the Xuanming Divine Palm, and there are many miraculous doctors in the world, maybe someone can cure this baby's injuries.
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Zhang Sanfeng said: "Let's do our best. How long he can live depends on God's mercy." He cried in front of Zhang Cuishan's body and shouted: "Cuishan, Cuishan! What a miserable child." Holding Wuji in his arms.
, walked into his cloud room, stretched out his fingers, and touched the eighteen large anus on his body, then untied Zhang Wuji's clothes, put his hands on Zhang Wuji's back, and used his supreme internal power to suppress and expel the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body.
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After about a few hours, I saw a faint green energy on Zhang Sanfeng's face, and his fingers trembled slightly. He opened his eyes and said: "Lian Zhou, you come to take over. Once you can't support anymore, you will hand it over to Song Xi, Qian Qian."
Don’t force it.” Obviously, with Zhang Sanfeng’s internal strength, he couldn’t hold on for long!
Several masters from the Wudang Sect took over one after another to suppress the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body. However, everyone took their turn for a day, and all their internal strength was exhausted. Seeing that no one from the Wudang Sect responded, Qinglong, who had been staying for a day, finally found Qinglong.
When given the opportunity, their master and apprentice licked their faces and refused to leave, because they wanted to help the Wu-Tang Clan so that they could owe them a favor!
"Master Zhang, let me take over. Your internal strength has not recovered, and I can't watch this baby feel uncomfortable!" After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to refuse, Qinglong sat on the bed and began to help Zhang Wuji suppress the cold poison!
Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything for his disciple, so he owed this favor! Qinglong, as a super master, is naturally powerful. Although not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, he still persisted for half a day! After half a day, Qinglong called it a day and his internal energy was exhausted.
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At this time, apart from Zhang Sanfeng, who had recovered somewhat, Zeng Yi, who was originally the most rubbish, had the highest internal strength! After Qinglong finished his work, he said to Zeng Yi: "You are here to take over. Can't you know how to use the flame knife?"
Use the fire attribute internal power and try the effect!"
When Zeng Yi heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, "Master! You have finally not forgotten me, your disciple!"
Zeng Yi quickly replaced Qinglong and sat behind Zhang Wuji. In fact, Zhang Sanfeng originally wanted to take over. His internal strength had recovered more than half and he could hold on for a few hours. However, when he thought of Zhang Wuji, Zeng Yi used
Fire Sword Qi, I thought that this kind of fire-attributed internal power might have some effect, but I didn't say anything, but I also knew that this time I owed a huge favor, and it was still owed to the royal guards of the imperial court. If I didn't pay it off quickly, I would be in trouble in the future.
Very troublesome!
Zeng Yi sat behind Zhang Wuji and used his internal power. Following the exercise route of the flame knife, the internal power gathered in his hands, but was not released. Gradually, Zeng Yi's hands turned red and radiated bursts of heat. Zeng Yi pressed his hands against
On Zhang Wuji's back, he began to use the internal power of fire to suppress and resolve the cold poison in his body!
The cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was really powerful. Zeng Yi just put his hands on Zhang Wuji's back and felt a cold cold poison. He couldn't help but increase the output of his internal force. Two internal forces, one cold and one hot, confronted each other in Zhang Wuji's body. Zhang Wuji leaked out.
He had a painful expression on his face! This went on for an hour. Seeing that Zeng Yi’s internal energy was about to be exhausted, the cold poison in Zhang Wuji’s body was only temporarily suppressed, but it could not be resolved. Zeng Yi understood that except for the most powerful and most yang
The Nine Yang Divine Art and the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm cannot be driven away no matter what!
However, it is not without effect. There are so many masters in front of them who have been suppressing the cold poison for days and nights. The cold poison itself has been suppressed a lot. In addition, Zeng Yi's flame knife exerted its power and temporarily suppressed the cold poison.
When things came to this, Zeng Yi also planned to call it a day, but he had to pay attention to the method when finishing the work. There was still a little internal energy left. Zeng Yi suddenly stopped his work, and his internal energy surged back, causing Zeng Yi's energy and blood to surge up. Zeng Yi did not suppress it.
He spit out a small mouthful of blood!
Everyone was startled. Qinglong quickly helped Zeng Yi up. However, Zeng Yi's pulse showed that he was okay. He glanced at Zeng Yi playfully and turned around and said, "It's okay. It's just that the internal energy has been exhausted."
Big!"
At this time, Zhang Wuji woke up. Everyone was overjoyed and looked at Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji said: "Master, my hands and feet are warm, but the top of my head, my heart, and my lower abdomen are getting colder and colder." Zhang Sanfeng was secretly shocked.
, grabbed Zhang Wuji's wrist, and comforted him after a moment: "Wuji, don't worry, your injury is almost healed. You can just sleep on Grand Master's bed for a while." He carried him to his bed and slept.
Zhang Sanfeng, his disciples, and master and disciple Zeng Yi walked to the hall. After a moment of silence, Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "The cold poison invaded his forehead, heart and Dantian. It cannot be cured by external force. Our hard work these days can only suppress it temporarily."
If I get cold poison, I don’t know what to do next time I get an attack."
