boom!
In the empty air, a huge white stone suddenly appeared, and it hit the ground heavily.
Zhao Yan, who was running so fast, had to stop and do two somersaults backwards, barely able to avoid this attack.
If you don't make a good judgment, 99%25 of the time you will be hit.
"It refers to the mysterious technique 'Wangyou Bureau'!"
Lian Xing said thoughtfully.
"This secret technique has not appeared for many years. Who is this person?"
Her question was not answered, but Yao Yue was also somewhat interested in this person's identity.
"Although the secret technique is good, it's a pity that I'm just entering the second level of Zhixuan for the first time, so I can't stop that person."
Zhao Yan was also a little surprised.
"Forgetting the Worry Bureau" is a very powerful secret technique, ranking thirteenth among the countless finger-mysterious techniques.
There are very few people in the Taoist sect who can understand this technique.
The last person who could master the "Forgetting Game" was Bai Yuchan, the Taoist chess master fifty years ago.
Relying on the secret technique of the third level of Zhixuan, he dominates the world and rarely encounters opponents.
The "Wangyou Game" seems to be just an ordinary chess game, but there is something hidden inside the chessboard.
The long sword falls as "Tian Yuan", with it as the center, and there are eight squares outside, representing the Eight Diagrams.
Once it is successfully placed, a formation can be formed in each place, which can evolve into different methods such as wind, forest, volcano, heaven, earth, yin and yang.
However, although the secret technique is powerful, it varies from person to person.
If the opponent does not know Go, it is naturally easy to fall into the game.
But if the opponent is good at Go, it will be infinitely more difficult to make a successful move.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yan still has some experience in Go.
It's just that he is not interested in talking slowly with the other party.
If you can break it with force, why use skill?
"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"
After a soft drink, Bai Zi who was blocking the front was smashed into pieces by a punch.
Why should I, a Xiangjing martial artist, play chess with you, a Yizhixuan Erzhuang?
Zhao Yan ran out again, and the man in Tsing Yi also sped up his moves.
But every time he made a piece, Zhao Yan smashed one piece, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.
"Bad monk, stop him!"
Zen Master Du Nan's sleeves lifted up without any wind, and his whole body was coated with a layer of gold.
This is one of the abilities of the Buddhist Vajra, the Vajra Protector.
After activation, the attack and defense can be greatly enhanced, but the consumption of internal energy will also increase sharply accordingly.
He jumped high into the chess game, and then bumped into Zhao Yan arrogantly.
"Hey, if you invite King Kong, I will invite half Arhat."
Zhao Yan sneered, his fists also stained with a layer of golden color.
Just like Zen Master Du Nan's choice, he also ran into it head on.
boom!
The yellow sand and dust were flying on the chess game, but it only floated up to less than three inches before being pushed back.
Zen Master Du Nan took a few steps back, his chest rising and falling.
In this battle between King Kong and Arhat, he had already lost one move.
But before he could stand still, Zhao Yan's next collision was right in front of him.
His momentum was as strong as that of a tiger. If he lost the first move, he would naturally not have a chance to breathe again.
boom!
Zen Master Du Nan was knocked several feet away again, the golden color on his body became dim, and a green energy surged on his face.
"Zen Master!"
"fall!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Sanyu jumped into the chess game with his gun in hand.
The man in Tsing Yi fell into another trap on Zhao Yan's inevitable path.
An invisible Tang Ying also appeared at this time, throwing out two green lights, but it was impossible to identify what they were.
Zhao Yan, who was targeted by the Westerners, was at the center of the storm, but his fighting spirit became even higher.
"Well done!"
The golden color on his body became more intense, and he hit Zen Master Dunan on the head with one fist, while blocking Sanyu's gun with his other arm.
Without Kong Weizhen's blessing, the power of this gun was greatly reduced.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Three times in succession.
It is unclear which sound came first, but Zen Master Du Nan was the first to be blown away, and he lay on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Sanyu was also shaken so much that he stepped back more than ten feet on the soles of his feet.
The last one was Zhao Yan. He was hit by a huge white stone. Although he was holding it against his shoulder and neck, two small arrows as black as ink were clearly inserted into his waist.
Trying to withstand the cost of two attacks, one of the opponent's Donkey Kongs was replaced.
This seemed like a good deal to him.
Tang Ying's face showed joy. Since the soul-chasing arrow had hit Zhao Yan, the poison on the arrow must have also penetrated into his body.
Once he continues to exercise his power, the toxins will spread throughout his body and he will soon lose his fighting ability.
But before she was happy for a long time, Tang Ying stopped laughing immediately.
His shoulders even slumped and he knelt on the ground.
He had been injured before, and now he really had no strength.
Zhao Yan shrugged, shook off the thousand-jin Bai Zi, and then pulled out the small arrow from his waist as if nothing had happened.
"Arhat's golden body, do you want to break through the defense with this concealment-breaking weapon?"
"It's a pity that my undershirt...is torn again."
Zhao Yan glanced at Tang Ying and felt that he was a bit far away, so he was too lazy to kill him.
He just continued to walk forward, and saw a man in Tsing Yi first.
The gun in Sanyu's hand was hanging on the ground. He had no intention of continuing to fight.
I knew that the other party was very strong, but I never thought that it would be so terrifyingly strong.
The ability to combine the three religions into one, coupled with the combat power of a warrior in the Celestial Realm.
If any one is separated, they can kill it.
Can be put together…
A simple head is more uncomfortable than a Western one.
"Aren't you going to fight?"
Seeing his posture, Zhao Yan waved his fist, looking unhappy.
"If you don't fight me, I can't even poke a hole in your body. Just give me a spanking!"
Sanyu, who had been silent for a while, finally found a chance to vent his frustrations.
This was definitely the most frustrating fight in my life.
"Hey, before coming here, Yue Manjiang said that there is a person in the country whose marksmanship is worse than his. Now I find that he was wrong. Your marksmanship is no longer as good as his."
"...It was more than ten years ago, and I only won with one move back then."
Sanyu was calm and accepted Zhao Yan's statement with a curl of his lips.
"What about you, do you want to take off this mask yourself, or do you want me to take it off for you personally?"
After chatting with Chang Yu for a few words, Zhao Yan looked at the man in green clothes two feet away.
At this distance, it is impossible for the opponent to escape.
"You can pick it yourself, poor Taoist."
The man in Tsing Yi also sheathed his sword, not preparing to fight anymore.
He slowly raised his arm and took off the mask from his face.
What was revealed was Zhang Zhaoyan's very unfamiliar face. If Geng Yujing hadn't heard an exclamation of "Uncle Song" in the distance, he would not have been able to guess who this person was.
"Uncle Song, are you Song Yuanqiao?"
"Pindao has met the prince."
The man in Tsing Yi clasped his hands in front of his chest and An Ran admitted his identity.
"Oh, damn old Taoist priest...he can't even dig a hole for a cunning rabbit!"
Zhao Yan cursed lightly and immediately understood Zhang Sanfeng's plan.
Send Wudang's most promising descendants to the Song Dynasty and let them develop freely.
The highest-ranking person in Wudang besides himself was given to the Ming Dynasty court, sharing the fortune of the court, being promoted to the Taoist Zhixuan, and leaving behind incense.
Regardless of whether the Wu-Tang Clan can survive this or not, at least the Wu-Tang lineage will never disappear.
This calculation works...
"Old fox!"
