Mo Shenggu, holding the Wudang Sword, stepped out of the light and shadow, with a rough and heroic face, a tall figure and bulging muscles.
Pure Taoist cultivation turned into a strong aura that enveloped the alley.
The Taichu Taoist who came to chase Han Feng had a stern look on his face, sensing Mo Shenggu's strong strength.
Not to mention the martial arts prowess in Huang Yulang's version of "The Legend of Heaven and Sword of the Dragon", but the expressive power of the Hong Kong comic is definitely full.
Five-color air currents circulate at every turn, exuding a good atmosphere.
Its sound is like a roar, and its momentum is like the opening of the sea.
Both of them are orthodox Taoist warriors, and they are on their own guard.
Han Feng held his hands and looked at the Taichu Dao warrior, and asked with a smile:
"Do you think I still need to escape now?"
The Taichu Taoist flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and without saying anything to Han Feng, he directly attacked, and his target was... the Sword of Destruction on Han Feng's back.
"How dare you make any noise, little kid?"
Han Feng had no intention of overstepping the challenge and retreated.
Mo Shenggu stepped forward with his sword, stood in front of this Taichu Taoist, and moved to stop him.
"You're such a cowardless person, how dare you act so boldly? You simply overestimate your capabilities."
As a character in the world of Hong Kong comics, Mo Qixia is not only tall and tall, but also uses words quite...secondary...
[Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu] is in operation, and the palms as big as a round fan manipulate the airflow to resist the whisk blows of the Taoist in front of him.
The power of [Wudang Mianzhang] combines hardness and softness, and is as soft as ever, so that it can defeat the enemy with its softness.
Under the gentle force of Mianzhang, the fly whisk of the Taoist opposite was stirred into a ball, making it difficult to hurt anyone.
In order to avoid being discovered by the Hanging Sword Division and the garrison in the city, this Taoist's kung fu became more and more violent.
The invisible Taoist energy burst out from behind, attacking Mo Shenggu's limbs like spider limbs.
"Hahahaha! You really have some skills. It seems that I have to show my real skills too!"
Mo Shenggu laughed loudly and swung the long sword in his hand, displaying the subtleties of Wudang swordsmanship one by one.
Either point or shave, and cut off a lot of silk threads from the whisk.
And those invisible energies like spider limbs were all shattered by the sword energy.
Although Mo Shenggu started learning martial arts relatively late, and most of his martial arts were taught by senior brother Song Yuanqiao and second senior brother Yu Lianzhou, he stayed with Zhang Sanfeng, the martial arts master, day and night, and learned a lot of the essence of Taoist martial arts.
Once it is used, the Taichu Taoist in front of him will be surprised.
Secret passage... I am considered the number one figure in the Taoist sect, and I actually have close contact with this unknown figure... This person has pure Taoist cultivation, who is he?
He was thinking hard in his heart but could not figure it out. The Taoist swung the fly whisk in his hand more and more quickly, and slapped Mo Shenggu's face as fast as he could.
Mo Shenggu did not dodge, he grabbed the Taoist's fly whisk, and used Wudang Rouyun Jin to pull the Taoist towards him.
The Taoist's expression changed, and he resisted with strength.
The two were in a stalemate for a while.
I didn't expect that this martial artist who suddenly walked out of the mist would be so skilled in martial arts. He could not get any advantage with his sword skills.
This means that Mo Shenggu did not learn the most profound principles of Tai Chi from Zhang Sanfeng, and was attacked by Chen Youliang and Song Qingshu in a surprise attack. He died too early and failed to truly understand the supreme martial arts of Wudang.
Otherwise, a set of "Pure Yang Wuji Kung" combined with "Tai Chi Sword" will definitely beat him to the ground and make him unable to get up.
As a member of the evil Taoist organization who sneaked into the imperial city for assassination, this Taoist from Taichu Tao obviously did not dare to make too much noise.
And Mo Qixia, who has a fake household registration of unknown origin, is also determined not to provoke the Xuanjian Division or the imperial garrison.
The two suppressed the destructive power of their martial arts and fought quickly in the alley. Although they did not fully exert their mountain-breaking power, they were still strong enough.
Every fist and palm strike caused the air to vibrate and explode!
"Very good, your strength is enough to induce me to attack with all my strength, but if you think you can defeat me this way, it is impossible!"
As Mo Shenggu finished speaking, the sword in his hand emitted a sharp golden brilliance. With the blessing of this sword move, Mo Shenggu's sword speed also increased dramatically.
Each sword struck the wrist of the opponent in front of him, forcing the evil Taoist Taoist to retreat continuously.
This set of "Thirteen Swords of Shenmen" was created by Wudang master Zhang Sanfeng. It has a total of thirteen moves and is designed to target the Shenmen points on the enemy's palms with astonishing speed.
Han Feng was watching the two fifth-level masters fighting from behind, and he couldn't help but sigh.
It’s not that I’m impressed by the exquisiteness of Wudang’s swordsmanship… but I’m impressed that the characters in Hong Kong comics are, as expected, the middle two.
Listening to these long paragraphs of four-character words and feeling the radical tone... Han Feng felt like he was back in his old days reading comics in a rented bookstore.
After mastering martial arts at the Wudang School in Mo Sheng Valley, his sword speed was faster than the sword strike. The Taichu Taoist opposite him gradually became frustrated, and the fly whisk in his hand was almost shaved off... He began to think about quitting.
But when he looked at Han Feng, who was holding his hands behind him and looking like he was watching a show, Taoist was furious again... Taoist is fighting life and death here, do you think you are just watching a monkey show?
Really annoyed by Han Feng's relaxed and freehand attitude, the Taoist decided to give it another try.
Taking a full breath, the Taoist used the last clinch of the whisk in his hand to deflect Mo Shenggu's sword with its golden sword light.
Turning the palm of his left hand to transport it, a Taoist true meaning born from chaos flowed through the Taoist's limbs and bones. Starting from his left palm, everything nearby was dyed black and white.
The fifth-level cultivation is truly considered a master in the martial arts world. This Taoist also learned some basics of the Taoist Taoist Forbidden Code "Little Chaos Ji" from Taoist Master Taichu.
This world-shaking Taoist forbidden code is not even said to be mastered by Taichu Taoist masters. Naturally, it is difficult for a fifth-grade Taoist to master it.
But before the Taoist's palm, everything was turned into black and white. Even Mo Shenggu's "Thirteen Swords of Shenmen" could not break through and was forced to retreat.
"Han Feng, if you want to blame me, just blame you for taking something you shouldn't have!"
Obviously, the cost of this Taoist's use of the martial arts forbidden code was also huge. Panting heavily, he pushed the black and white color towards Han Feng and the two.
Colorless and smudged, annihilating heaven and earth.
Tao gives birth to heaven and earth, and can also swallow up all things.
"Little Chaos Ji" is in no way inferior to the supreme Taoist martial arts of "Whistling Maitreya in the Future" that Buddhism invited Han Feng to study.
Mo Shenggu felt the pressure of "Little Chaos Ji" and couldn't help but show his pressure.
Black and white colors are approaching quickly!
After listening to the Taoist's words, Han Feng looked suddenly enlightened, patted his head, and took off the Sword of Destruction tied to his back.
"Oh, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that I still have magic weapons with me."
Putting the Destroy Me Sword into Mo Shenggu's hand, Han Feng looked solemn:
"Brother Shenggu, take this sword and chop him!"
After receiving the Sword of Destruction, the dark energy of the sword blended with the golden Wudang internal energy, and Mo Shenggu's expression gradually changed from dazed to violent.
The loud voice that is standard in Hong Kong comics is combined with the fierce martial arts airflow, and the sword of destruction is pointed straight ahead in black and white.
"It's been a long time since I've had this kind of boiling blood. Mo Shenggu will live up to his trust!"
Han Feng took a step back, with a half-smile on his face.
Come on...it's this extreme tone and four-letter words again...