Press down with one palm, fast and urgent.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Zhen had already tensed up her nerves. She rolled over when Li Zhige's palm pressed down, and rolled to a distance of more than ten feet. She distanced herself from Li Zhige before she stopped.
The dead are resurrected?
At the top of the light, everyone was stunned.
After a while, everyone realized that the monk was pretending to be dead. Turtle Breathing Kung Fu and Dead Wood Kung Fu, although these martial arts are rare, they do exist, but most people don't bother to practice them.
Zhang Wuji clenched his fists, anger flashing in his eyes.
When he thought of the suffering his adoptive father had endured over the past few decades, he couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart. When all the factions in the world were trying to force him out, and his father Zhang Cuishan and his mother Yin Susu committed suicide, Zhang Wuji didn't hate the people of the major factions as much as he hated Cheng Kun.
Li Zhige raised his eyes to look at Cheng Kun who was rolling out, and said with a sarcastic smile, "Li thought you would just pretend to be the same, but I didn't expect you to get up."
"Cheng Kun, it seems you are not very smart either."
"If you don't get up and let Li beat you to death, you will at least get a reputation for being cruel and cruel. If you stand up first, not only will you not get a bad reputation, but you will still be unable to escape death."
Cheng Kun's eyes were filled with hatred, his voice was hoarse, and he said in a hateful voice, "Li Zhige, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to fight against me?"
Li Zhige shook his head, "You took refuge in Ruyang Prince's Mansion and destroyed the martial arts community in the Central Plains. Do you accept this explanation?"
Listening to the conversation between Li Zhige and Cheng Kun, everyone on Guangmingding looked at Cheng Kun in confusion.
Master Kongzhi's face was as gloomy as water. He thought of all the abnormalities of Yuanzhen's nephew, and couldn't help but asked, "Yuanzhen, who are you, and what is the purpose of sneaking into my Shaolin?"
Li Zhige laughed and said, "Master Kongzhi, if he doesn't answer, I will answer for him."
"Your nephew, Master Yuanzhen, had an identity before he became a monk, and that was the famous Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Chengkun."
"In order to destroy the Ming Cult, he did not hesitate to rape and kill his disciple Xie Xun's wife, strangle Xie Xun's under-month-old child, and kill all his disciple Xie Xun's family, thus driving Xie Xun crazy and causing a bloody storm in the world."
"Not only that, he also took refuge in Prince Ruyang's Mansion and worked as a dog for Princess Shaomin. This time your six major factions besieged Guangmingding, it was he who planned it."
After hearing Li Zhige's answer, the entire Guangmingding was in an uproar, and Master Kongzhi was so angry that his beard was trembling.
"kill him!"
"Clan Master Li, kill this Yuanting lackey!"
"kill!"
"This Cheng Kun must be killed!"
Facing the crowd's shouts, Li Zhige nodded, naturally he would not let Cheng Kun go.
When faced with people who have no grudges against him, Li Zhige usually won't kill anyone. After all, he is not a devil and enjoys killing people.
But this Cheng Kun is different.
Seeing that Li Zhige was about to take action, Zhang Wuji grabbed Li Zhige's sleeve and said in a deep voice, "Brother Li, let me do it!"
Li Zhige nodded.
In fact, Zhang Wuji's current Qi is much stronger than that of Li Zhige, but it is not clear how much combat power he can exert compared to Li Zhige. But killing Cheng Kun, I guess there is no pressure.
Seeing Zhang Wuji approaching with hatred on his face, Cheng Kun frowned and asked, "Boy, I don't have any grudge against you, right? Why did you kill me?"
Everyone also looked at Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Kun, you caused my foster father's family to be ruined, and you even caused him to suffer from mental madness. He became neither a human nor a ghost. He suffered every day. Do you have any grudge against me?"
Cheng Kun squinted his eyes and asked tentatively, "Are you Zhang Wuji?"
"Yes, I am Zhang Wuji! Cheng Kun, I will kill you today to avenge my adoptive father's family of thirteen!"
Zhang Wuji!
On top of the light, the crowd became even more uproar.
The name Zhang Wuji is familiar to the entire world.
"It's Wuji! It's my sweet grandson Wuji!"
Yin Tianzheng struggled to stand up. This tall old man with snow-white hair and even eyebrows burst into tears.
"Nephew Wuji! Brother, it's nephew Wuji, nephew Wuji is still alive!"
Mo Shenggu and the other Seven Heroes of Wudang also had tears in their eyes.
The love between the seven martial arts heroes is stronger than that of brothers. When Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, Yin Susu followed closely. Song Yuanqiao and others felt guilty for not being able to save Zhang Cuishan, let alone Yin Susu, and even unable to cure Zhang Wuji's cold poison.
It is no exaggeration to say that Song Yuanqiao valued Zhang Wuji more than his son Song Qingshu.
Li Zhige stepped aside and let Zhang Wuji handle Cheng Kun.
Zhang Wuji stepped out and rushed out. His fist was wrapped in a layer of purple light, and he smashed it into a Kunmianmen.
Cheng Kun reacted quickly, turned sideways, and poked Zhang Wuji's waist with a flash of blue light on his finger.
Buzz!
Before Cheng Kun could stab Cheng Kun with his phantom finger, Zhang Wuji felt an inexplicable repulsive force around him, which pushed Cheng Kun away.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wuji moved his hands continuously. As he moved his palms, ripples appeared in the air, and power was shot out by him, controllable like a spiritual snake.
Yang Xiao opened his eyes and murmured as if he had seen a ghost, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's just that Master Li can master the Great Shift of the Universe, why can Zhang Wuji also master it?"
At this moment, Yang Xiao doubted himself. He practiced for more than twenty years before mastering the first two levels of the Great Shift of the Universe.
But how long Li Zhige and Zhang Wuji practiced the Great Shift of the Universe could only last one night at most!
Just the Divine Fist Li Zhige, after all, he is the second best in the world, no one doubts his talent. But why Zhang Wuji?
Could it be that Yang Xiao's qualifications are actually very poor?
Wei Yixiao looked at Zhang Wuji's figure without blinking, and asked, "Yang Zuoshi, it is also a great shift of the universe. Why is the great shift of the universe performed by Zhang Shaoxia different from the great shift of the universe performed by the Li family leader?"
Wu Sanren also looked at Yang Xiao, they had the same feeling.
Yang Xiao shook his head, "I have just mastered the first two levels of the Great Shift of the Universe. No matter whether it's Master Li or Zhang Shaoxia, they have practiced the Great Shift of the Universe to an extremely advanced level. I don't quite understand the difference."
Beside Zhang Wuji, waves of power rippled in the air, like spiritual snakes trying to restrain Cheng Kun.
Cheng Kun is like a loach, always able to escape the prey of the spiritual snake.
Li Zhige shook his head. Although Zhang Wuji was filled with hatred and angry, he still did not have the determination to beat Cheng Kun to death.
To paraphrase a sentence from Lotus Lamp, Zhang Wuji's Qi is kind, which is why Cheng Kun jumped for so long.
If it were Li Zhige who took action, he would definitely kill Cheng Kun with two palms, and never with a third palm.
After fighting for about ten more moves, Zhang Wuji pulled out his feet, stood up from the ground, leaped ten feet high, made fists with both hands, and struck Cheng Kun with all his strength.
Cheng Kun did not hide away after all, his chest was sunken, his expression was sluggish, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he was dying.
Everyone was amazed when they saw the martial arts performed by Zhang Wuji.
First, the divine fist Li Zhige appeared, and now Zhang Wuji appears.
Song Yuanqiao and others looked at Zhang Wuji with pleased eyes, and sighed repeatedly, "Wuji's nephew has grown up, and my Wudang sect has a successor!"
Zhang Wuji walked up to Cheng Kun with angry eyes and asked, "Cheng Kun, did you think about today when you harmed my adoptive father's family?"
Cheng Kun sneered, turned away, and said in a cold voice, "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. I am defeated in your hands, I will kill or chop you to death."
"I kill you!"
Zhang Wuji raised his palm with sad and angry eyes, but he couldn't press it down no matter what. He raised his palm several times, pressed it down halfway, then retracted his palm and pressed it down again, over and over again, breathing heavily.
Li Zhige shook his head, took a few steps forward and pulled Zhang Wuji away, "Brother Wuji, if you can't do it, let me do it."
Click!
Li Zhige pressed down without hesitation, and the sound of broken bones was immediately heard.
Cheng Kun tilted his body and fell into a pool of blood without making a sound.
