Wearing jade belt and light fur, he walked out slowly.
Although he seemed to be pacing in a carefree manner, each step he took was actually several feet away.
Now Lingxu's body technique has reached the state of transformation.
Once activated, it can travel thousands of miles without leaving a trace on the snow.
On the martial arts platform.
At this moment, there are seventeen masters, each using their unique skills, surrounding the Zhenwu Seven Section Formation.
The seventeen people are by no means mediocre, and they have all reached the ultimate peak level.
When it comes to their respective strengths, they are either extremely domineering or extremely soft, intertwined into a strong and soft attack network.
Even though the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation has reached its ultimate peak, it has been a bloody battle after all.
After all, the Seven Heroes of Wudang are uneven, and no one has reached the ultimate level.
Therefore, under the continuous fighting, explosions occurred one after another, and Yin Liting and Zhang Songxi had their chests hung with embroidery and blood vomited from their mouths.
The heroes of the Great Song Dynasty all sneered. They knew that without a great master, although the Zhenwu Seven Section Formation was endlessly mysterious, how could it withstand the human sea tactic?
Suddenly, a breeze blew.
Everyone only smelled a burst of sandalwood mixed with the fragrance of ink.
The white shadow shook.
As he raised his hand, the true energy on his fingers condensed and turned into an invisible finger force.
With a slight click in the air, blood burst out from the chest of the leading master, and fell into the snow, emitting steam.
With just one finger, this all-powerful master at the pinnacle died on the spot.
The remaining sixteen people were horrified. One of them died unexpectedly before they could even see the situation clearly!
Could it be Wudang’s unique hidden weapon? !
When the white shadow paused for a moment, everyone saw that there was another master taking action!
Sixteen people are absolutely extraordinary, how can they be willing to give up? Looking at each other, they caught up with each other fiercely.
The heavy palm strikes with force, the iron fist breaks the mountain, the shadow of the sword lingers, and the sword shines brightly!
Everyone has never seen this kind of light skill, but they firmly believe that as long as they swarm up, even the thieves and thieves will not be able to escape!
Then, just a moment later, the sixteen people were shocked again.
It turns out that even though they fought hard, the figure was just an afterimage!
It has almost reached its extreme.
Under the roar of the wind, the flick of the fingers is better than the death bell.
There were a few crisp beep, beep, beep beep sounds.
Under Yiyang's finger, five more blood flowers bloomed on the chest.
But Zhou Xuanxin stood in the center of Yanwu Ping with his hands behind his back, showing his figure.
The light fur is fluttering, the jade belt is like snow, and the young man's eyebrows are like paintings, delicate and elegant.
The remaining eleven people were even more surprised, and all of them felt trembling in their hearts.
At this moment, killing fellow soldiers is like slaughtering pigs and dogs.
In my eyes, there is no end.
Zhou Xuanxin, who possesses top-grade bones and peerless magical skills, has invisibly improved his cultivation after practicing his sword energy in the previous battle with Wuming!
Already possessing the rudimentary cultivation of the Heavenly Sword, even though he uses fists, feet and fingering skills, they all contain profound sword intentions.
I saw six mysterious sword intentions slowly appearing beside the young man.
Now that the Six Meridians Divine Sword has arrived, every sword intention has the potential to split mountains and cut rivers, and move the spirit of thousands of miles.
The next moment, Zhou Xuanxin raised his brows slightly, and his sword intent roared out!
The remaining eleven masters, covered in blood and blood, had all their bones and energy cut off. Although they may not be dead, they will no longer be able to practice martial arts.
Zhou Xuanxin knew that human nature is greedy. If he went on a killing spree today, it would not be difficult, but in the world of mixed martial arts, it might not have any effect on his realm.
Only by laying down some living examples can we shock people for a long time.
Once he took action, he shocked the heroes of the Song Dynasty.
Zhou Xuanxin was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped and looked at the century-old tree at the west end of Yanwuping.
"You have such a tyrannical cultivation, but you like to imitate birds and cling to high branches?"
Everyone followed his gaze and saw a masked guest in black sitting on the ancient tree!
This person held his breath and concentrated his energy, sitting calmly in his arms. Even though he was surprised by Zhou Xuanxin's move, it could not affect the slightest change in his gas state.
If it weren't for Zhou Xuan's heart becoming one with heaven and man at this moment, and his perception being extraordinary, he would have been avoided by this person.
The man only showed a pair of eyes, but there was a sparkle in them.
Slowly stood up, a strong cold wind came pouring in!
Zhang Songxi behind him couldn't bear the pressure and fell down.
Zhou Xuanxin's face froze slightly.
"Grandmaster realm!"
This person's aura is rich and unparalleled, and he has reached the ultimate state of transcendence!
But this person's skill and aura are completely different from the pure and upright sect of Wudang Xuanmen.
Zhou Xuanxin looked back and smiled.
"It seems that your Wudang is really a big target."
The top seventeen people are hard to find.
Right now, there is actually a great master coming!
"It's just... Your Excellency is hiding and shrinking. Could it be that you are learning the way of the rat, digging into walls to pick up people's wisdom?"
"Why don't you show up openly so that you won't get the bad reputation of being 'as timid as a mouse'?"
The man spoke calmly.
"You are young and have sharp teeth, but if I am so irritable, how can I be so detached?"
"I have heard before that there is a young man in Wudang Mountain who can seize Yitian with one move and fight with the Jedi Sword. Today, it seems that it is not an exaggeration."
"At such a young age, I am at the top of my game, yet I treat the same level as nothing."
"Real people should not be judged by their appearance. If I don't take action today, I am afraid that all the heroes of the Song Dynasty will be blocked by you alone!"
"I would like to ask you first, do you hand over the demon girl? Do you hand over the Heavenly Sword? Have you made it clear where Xie Xun is?"
He asked three questions in a row, and one sound sounded like a fierce roar, like the roar of a lion in the mountains, and the world banished the immortals.
Zhou Xuanxin smiled contemptuously and didn't say much.
"Okay, okay, I will come today to try out the depths of Wudang!"
Zhou Xuanxin was gentle with his movements, and without waiting for the opponent to take action, he ducked in front of him.
Push out a single finger, and the force of one Yang finger rises!
Although it is mellow and mellow, it also implies a fierce energy!
I am a first-level Yiyang Finger Power, and I can never rely on it when facing a great master!
The masked man's eyes were dazzled, and he was already in front of his eyes!
Good boy, suddenly launch a surprise attack!
Immediately he pointed out!
There are gusts of cold wind at the fingertips, like an evil ghost howling!
The two fingers are connected, and the strength of the fingers is gushing out, as if the lines are clear and the energy is surging!
On one side, there is the Zen rhythm of Buddhism, and the one yang refers to the richness and purity.
On the other side, there was lingering Yin Qi, and the Yin Qi was dense.
In an instant, it was as if cold and heat were alternating, yin and yang were intertwined, bursting out with earth-shattering power on Yanwu Ping.
The inner strength is fighting together, the momentum is boiling, and the bricks and tiles are rising!
In the center of the two people's fingertips, a group of invisible ripples spread out with the two people as the center of the circle.
The wind, snow and thick clouds swayed away, revealing the sound of wind and thunder!
The showdown is not over yet!
The finger strength of the two people was completely different. Suddenly, everything fell apart from their fingertips!
Countless powerful turbulences burst out in the west.
A ball of pure gold, a ball of cold blue.
In mid-air, various qi energies are constantly colliding and intertwining with each other.
The ghostly wind howls and Yang energy surges.
In front of the Zhenwu Palace, snow waves surged, and sand and rocks flew!
The figures of the two men were like ghosts. In an instant, they were in mid-air, using their fingers to fight dozens of moves!
The two people suddenly appeared in the center of Yanwu Ping, shouted loudly at the same time, and their finger power spurted out!
There was a loud noise!
The two of them were each forced to retreat by a force of counterattack.
Zhou Xuanxin stepped back to the west.
The masked man only took three steps back.
It seemed that the masked man had the upper hand, but in fact Zhou Xuanxin slowly dissipated the huge energy by retreating.
But the masked man cultivated himself and forced himself to stand still. It seemed that he had the upper hand, but in fact he was deeply hurt inside.
If they were fighting at the same level, it wouldn't matter, but the masked man felt a heavy pain in his chest at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel frightened and angry!
I am at the Grand Master level, but the young man in front of me is a big level away from me, but in the fight, I only have the upper hand in terms of face.
In fact, it fell behind.
In his eyes, murderous intent suddenly arose.
At this moment, Zhou Xuanxin was also greatly surprised.
When it comes to his finger strength, he asked himself that only one of the seventy-two Shaolin skills, Nian Hua Finger Technique, could compete with his one-yang finger.
But the sinister aura emanating from the fingering skills of the masked man in front of him is definitely not Buddhist martial arts.
It’s the Phantom Yin Finger!
