Zhang Yuzhen said in surprise: "Sister Situ, what kind of magic skill are you teaching?"
Situ Mingyue shook his head and said: "The leader's martial arts are unfathomable, and I don't know what they are."
But seeing Zhang Wuji sitting on the ground, beating his chest all of a sudden, looking miserable, as if a relative had died, one could not help but feel sad and cry.
Everyone was in disbelief. Only Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and others understood that the leader used the Holy Fire Order to defeat the enemy with martial arts, and they all smiled.
Zhang Yuzhen clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Zhang is not shy. He cries when he can't win. He is not even as good as a seven or eight-year-old child."
Wei Yixiao swayed and came to her, cursing: "This is our leader's unique martial arts. What do you know?" He slapped her with a palm.
He came silently and struck quickly, his intention was nothing more than to frighten her and punish her for speaking lightly.
Unexpectedly, a person rushed forward from the diagonal stab, and suddenly received a palm with his chest. Wei Yi smiled and was startled. The person spurted out black and cold air in one breath.
Wei Yixiao retreated in panic as if encountering a ghost, and said loudly: "Who are you? I'll report you to ten thousand people!"
That person was Ah Xi. When everyone saw him receiving the cold palm with his chest and spitting out the poison from the palm, they were all surprised and laughed suddenly. Ah Xi didn't even raise his head, and returned to the original place, paying no attention to Wei Yixiao.
When Duan Ziyu saw Zhang Wuji looking like this, he felt very compassionate and walked forward and said:
"Master Zhang, we have no victory or defeat, why should we suffer like this?"
Zhang Wuji's move was to lure the enemy in front of him. When he saw him coming up, he grabbed two handfuls of sand with both hands and threw it at his face. His body bounced up like a ball and hit Duan Ziyu.
Even though it was just two handfuls of sand, when Zhang Wuji hit it, there were more than a hundred dark green seeds. Unexpectedly, Duan Ziyu flicked his long sleeves, and the inner force in the sleeves swelled, and it was like a piece of iron, opening up all the sand.
He was annoyed with the Shaolin Sect, so he vigorously pushed these two handfuls of sand towards the 108 Arhat monks in the Shaolin Temple.
Suddenly, there were continuous ouch and thump sounds. When the Arhat monk was suddenly unprepared, more than 20 people fell into the sand.
Duan Ziyu brushed away the sand, and Zhang Wuji jumped in with his hands and feet like wheels. Duan Ziyu suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground like a zombie. His whole body did not move at all, and his head slid back three feet. Immediately stood up.
When everyone saw his skill, they all cheered loudly. Yang Xiao said:
"Duan Shaoxia, when will you know how to do this? It's just that you are much better than Yang."
Duan Ziyu had just calmed down from the shock, and cupped his hands and said: "Thanks for the compliment, this move is from the Nine Yin Manual, which is very different from Yang Zuoshi's."
This hand skill is indeed the body technique contained in the Jiuyin Manual. It has never been used because it has never been beaten in such a mess. Although Yang Xiao's body technique looks similar in appearance, its effect is actually different from that of going up and down the bed.
Zhang Yuzhen shouted: "Master Zhang, you are known as the best master in the world, but you are not ashamed to be so cunning and deceitful."
Before Zhang Wuji could answer, Abbot Yuanjue said sharply:
"Duan Daxia, even if our sect is at odds with you, you should not secretly commit murder. Isn't that a manly act?"
With a wave of his hand, the Arhat monks immediately rushed forward and wanted to form a formation to deal with Duan Ziyu. Suddenly, sixteen disciples from the Huashan sect, a group of Westerners, stopped the Arhat monks with swords and swords.
Ning Caihe Senran said: "Master Yuanjue, if you want to fight in a group, the Huashan Sect will accompany you. There is no need to make excuses.
"This mud was clearly created by Leader Zhang. Why did you fall on Daxia Duan's head instead of looking for Leader Zhang?"
Seeing that the two factions were at war, Wudang Xixia was on the verge of breaking out. Yu Lianzhou waved his hand, and two Zhenwu Seven Section Arrays broke into the middle of the two factions to isolate them.
Yu Lianzhou smiled and said: "Master Yuanjue, please calm down. This matter is really not the fault of Daxia Duan. Discharging a concealed weapon is accurate, but how can it be accurate to reverse it? This is purely a misunderstanding."
Yuan Jue was dissatisfied and said: "Why did he call me, Shaolin, instead of somewhere else?"
But after thinking about it for a moment, Duan Ziyu found out that even if Duan Ziyu had intentions, it was because his martial arts was too strong, stronger than Yang Xiao, Yu Lianzhou, etc., and he was not sure how to move the many and powerful hidden weapons to a certain location, so he had no choice but to eat Coptis chinensis and complain about his sufferings.
Zhang Wuji saw that Duan Ziyu cleverly avoided the series of strange moves. The next one was sliding close to the ground. Although it was more embarrassing, it was a very exquisite martial arts. It was much more elegant than sitting on the ground and beating his chest repeatedly, and he felt tut-tut in his heart. Amazing.
He said with a smile: "The Nine Yin Manual is indeed wonderful and exquisite. Zhang didn't gain any advantage by cheating. Let's have another fight."
He came back up, using all the martial arts from the Holy Fire Order. The martial arts on the Holy Fire Order were created by the Persian thief "Old Man Huoshan". They originated from the mind-shifting technique of the Great Shift of the Universe and were much inferior to other martial arts in the Central Plains.
However, this set of martial arts is very different from the conventional martial arts. It is weird and ruthless. It is unique in that it is weird and unpredictable. Even people with martial arts skills several times higher will not be able to avoid encountering this set of martial arts.
Back then, Zhang Wuji combined the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu, the Great Shifting Kung Fu, and the Tai Chi Magic Kung Fu. When he first met the King of the Twelve Treasure Trees of Persia, he was still talking about it. He first waited for Xiao Zhao to translate the martial arts contained in the Holy Fire Order, and then Zhang Wuji obtained it. Defeated the Twelve Treasure Tree King.
He lived in seclusion overseas, and became more and more perfect in this martial arts. He thought that it would be difficult to win with the Great Shifting Technique alone, so he used this technique.
But he was seen swaying this way and that, as if he was drunk, and his moves were even more chaotic, and every move was beyond everyone's expectations. After Duan Ziyu narrowly avoided one of his deceptive moves, he did not dare to neglect and concentrated on facing the enemy.
Zhang Wuji suddenly bumped his head, leaned against his shoulders, struck with his elbows, sat on his buttocks, pushed his knees, stepped on his feet, or even hit him with his body. His body was swaying like a lotus leaf in the wind.
In the eyes of the famous martial arts masters in the Central Plains, every move seems to be the fighting style of a rogue in the market, but Zhang Wuji's attacks are strange and unpredictable, and they are actually extremely superb martial arts.
Duan Ziyu was beaten to the left and right by his strange attack. If it weren't for the exquisite footwork of Yu Gang under his feet, and the various body skills contained in the Nine Yin Scriptures were even more wonderful, he would have really hit the mark.
Although his internal strength is so strong that he doesn't think twice about the martial arts world, and his body skills are even more like a ghost, but after dozens of moves, he has narrowly avoided them and is at a huge disadvantage.
Zhang Yuzhen said loudly from the side: "Master Zhang, why are you using the 'Drunken Eight Immortals' Kung Fu? This is not Mingjiao Kung Fu. You have committed a foul and you still don't admit defeat."
Yang Xiao scolded: "What does a little kid know? This is the authentic Kung Fu of our Ming Cult. How can the Kung Fu of the 'Drunken Eight Immortals' be so good?"
How could Zhang Yu really not know this and just mess around on purpose.
He also said: "Why not? Master Zhang used the Great Shift of the Universe to change the appearance of the Eight Drunken Immortals and bring them out. You see, this move is 'Lü Dongbin drunkenly plays with White Peony', and this move is 'Zhang Guolao' Falling down the long Banqiao'.
She pointed around in a serious manner. People outside the Mingjiao were immediately suspicious. Seeing that Zhang Wuji's moves were very similar to what Zhang Yuzhen said, the crowd was agitated and started talking.
After Duan Ziyu avoided dozens of moves in a row, he got a glimpse of the methods of this martial arts, and it became much easier to avoid them. The Nine Yin White Bone Claws on his hands were used repeatedly, and he counterattacked vigorously.
Zhang Wuji stepped forward with one foot, then hit him with his knees, buttocks, elbows, shoulders, and headbutts. Duan Ziyu's feet were flying quickly, as if he were stepping on a hot wheel. When he hit him with his head, Nine Yin White Bone Claws flicked out. Come out and thrust the head towards the top of his head.
Everyone screamed in surprise, and Zhang Wuji thrust out a palm, intending to use the Great Shifting Technique to fight back.
One palm and one claw suddenly exchanged eight postures in the air.
Duan Ziyu's sharp claws almost caught the top of Zhang Wuji's head. Zhang Wuji was horrified. He suddenly took a long breath and raised his head like a dragon and snake. Duan Ziyu grabbed his chest with one claw.
Yang Xiao and others were sweating in shock. Seeing that the leader's chest was broken and his heart was ripped out, they all rushed to the ground to snatch him away.
Duan Ziyu caught it with one claw, but felt that his chest was stronger than fine steel. His nine-yin white bone claws, which were made of gold and broken stone, were actually unable to grasp him. He was shocked.
Zhang Wuji took advantage of his distraction and struck the Nine Yin White Bone Claw with his palm. The Nine Yin White Bone Claw immediately turned against him and grabbed Duan Ziyu's left shoulder.
Duan Ziyu had already been on guard against his Great Cosmic Shifting Technique, but felt a strong force to push his claw back, and his left hand suddenly came out to hold his right claw.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "When did Master Zhang master the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill? Congratulations, congratulations."
Yuan Jue saw this and had already become suspicious in his heart. If there is anyone in the world who can withstand Duan Ziyu's nine-yin white bone claws, there is no one other than the indestructible magical power of Vajra.
But this is a secret that Shaolin has not taught. Over the course of thousands of years, only a handful of people have mastered this skill. Among the previous generations of eminent monks, only Kong Jian Lian is the first among the great Western monks in terms of “seeing, hearing, wisdom, and nature.” Well, how could Zhang Wuji master such magical skills without a teacher?
Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile: "Master Zhang lost. The Vajra Indestructibility Magic Kung Fu is by no means a Mingjiao Kung Fu. If Master Zhang commits a foul, he will be considered as a loser."
Zhang Wuji was sweating all over his body. He secretly sighed at his luck and took out two plaques from his arms. They were the Holy Fire Order, the most precious treasure of the Ming Cult.
He smiled and said, "Zhang has admired the indestructible magic skill for a long time, but he has never had the opportunity to see it, let alone practice it. Zhang was lucky enough to have these two indestructible diamond tokens."
Everyone suddenly realized, and they all felt happy for Zhang Wuji. If this claw hadn't been caught on the token, Zhang Wuji would have been unlucky. Zhang Wuji looked at the token and couldn't stop talking. He chopped it with a sharp blade and burned it with fire. It was completely intact, but now there are five finger marks, which are about an inch deep.
Zhang Wuji said loudly: "Although Zhang was lucky enough to be uninjured, Duan Shaoxia's Nine Yin White Bone Claw is truly the best in the world. Zhang has already lost a move, so he is willing to admit defeat."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said, "I'll give in. I've taken advantage of the claw power. If Master Zhang holds the dragon-slaying knife, I may not be able to withstand it."
Zhang Wuji smiled faintly and said: "Duan Shaoxia doesn't have to excuse Zhang. Being 'the best in the world in martial arts' is just flattery from friends in the world and putting gold on Zhang's face. Zhang has never dared to hold this position for himself. Duan Shaoxia is invincible in his magical skills. It can be said that he is." No. 1 in the world.”
The two of them bowed to each other and stepped back, showing sympathy for each other. Duan Ziyu was deeply disappointed by Zhang Wuji's open-mindedness and lack of fame. He was even more interested in his strange martial arts and kept it in his mind until he returned. After thinking about it in detail, I came up with a solution.
The people from Huashan cheered loudly and cheered in unison: "Duan Daxia is the best in the world in martial arts."
Zhang Yuzhen and others were overjoyed. Zhang Wuji personally said that Duan Ziyu's martial arts was the best in the world, so he gave up his name.
Wudang Xixia didn't care about this. Duan Ziyu's martial arts was already ranked among the second or third best in the world, so it was not surprising that he won the title of No. 1 in the world.
Yuan Jue was extremely angry. Shaolin martial arts has always been called the master of martial arts. How could this title of No. 1 in the world fall on an outsider? But when he saw the fierce fight between Zhang Wuji and Duan Ziyu, he felt lost in his heart. He knew that with his own His cultivation is no match for these two, and he is thinking about which special skill he can perfect to regain his reputation as the best in the world.
Duan Ziyu held his hands in humility and said with a smile: "The way of martial arts is vast. I only know a little bit about it. How can I dare to be superior to others and think of myself as the first?"
Zhang Yuzhen said with a sweet smile: "Why should Master Duan be humble? Master Zhang is true to his words. Since he said you are the best in the world, you are the best in the world."
When her husband got the title of No. 1 in the world, she was naturally a hundred times happier than herself, and her joy was beyond words.
Zhang Wuji retreated to the Mingjiao congregation, and Wei Yixiao whispered: "Master, the Huashan Sect is unwilling to resolve the festival and is determined to become an enemy. It is better for the leader to retreat first and his subordinates to lead the two banners of flood and fire to eliminate this trouble."
Zhang Wuji pondered and said: "No, it is not difficult to destroy Huashan. But if this happens, everyone in each faction will be in danger, and our joint efforts with the Central Plains Wulin will be in vain."
Yang Xiaodao: "The leader's words are very true. Let them be arrogant for a few days. After we destroy the thief Zhu Yuanzhang, the rats in Huashan will commit crimes without restraining their hands. Now a little impatience will mess up the big plan."
At that moment, Zhang Wuji and his men slowly retreated, and Wudang's two Zhenwu Seven-Section Formations also dispersed.
Shaolin monks were busy saving lives and healing the wounded, and the Arhat Formation withdrew early.
Ning Caihe asked: "Master Duan. Should we pursue him or not?"
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "Brother Ning, now that you are the leader, how can I dare to make decisions?"
Ning Caihe said: "This is too outrageous. Even though you have dismissed the leader, the entire Huashan Mountain will still follow your orders."
One person suddenly said: "The Kunlun faction is the only one who follows the lead of the great hero Duan."
Duan Ziyu took a look and saw that it was Zhan Chun who came with more than a dozen disciples. He hurriedly saluted and said, "When did Miss Zhan enter the Central Plains?"
Zhan Chun returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "My sect's great hatred is deeply engraved in my heart. If I don't take revenge for one day, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."
Duan Ziyu looked at Yuanjue and the Shaolin disciples, then at Zhan Chun and the dozen or so people, and said with a wry smile:
"Nowadays, the martial arts world in the Central Plains is in chaos. Nvxia Zhan wants to avenge her master's sect, but she comes at the wrong time."
Zhan Chun said bitterly: "I am not just because of this. I heard rumors on the road that Senior Brother Duan was forced to step down as the leader. Everyone in Kunlun was filled with righteous indignation, so they came here, willing to serve Duan as a pioneer. Let out this bad breath."
Duan Ziyu bowed his head to the ground and said: "Duan has a lot of feelings, but Duan's progress and retreat are not enough. I only hope that Zhan Nuxia can predict everything before taking action, and don't be greedy for merit and rush forward, which will be plotted by the traitor."
Zhan Chun understood the idea and said: "Thank you for reminding me." Then he said to Yuanjue:
"Master, the grudges between our two factions must finally be settled. I don't know when Master will be free. This little girl wants to ask for Shaolin martial arts lessons."
Yuan Jue said coldly: "The host is free to do as he pleases. Whenever Master Zhan is in business, the poor monk can just accompany him."
Zhan Chun said: "Then the morning after tomorrow, I will send you to Songshan to ask for advice."
Yuan Jue said "hum" and led his disciples back to Shaolin slowly. If Duan Ziyu didn't want to have a big conflict with Wudang, he would have stopped them here.
Song Yuanqiao smiled and said: "Duan Shaoxia, I heard that there is going to be a big wedding soon, and I will be asking for a wedding drink then."
Duan Ziyu bowed his head and said: "Senior Song, if you are willing to honor me, Duan Ziyu would be very honored."
Song Yuanqiao laughed, and the Wudang people also meandered back. Duan Ziyu then asked Zhan Chun and others from Kunlun to come and stay at the mansion. Zhan Chun and others admired Duan Ziyu extremely and wanted to ask for his help. They said "there is a disturbance" and led everyone to Duan's mansion.
The two elders of Huashan, Ning Caihe and Cheng Nan were also invited to visit the house. A hundred banquets were held and people were sent to Kunlun to wash away the dust.
Everyone drank happily and congratulated Duan Ziyu on winning the title of "the best player in the world".
When it comes to the general trend of the martial arts world, the Huashan and Kunlun factions are determined not to join forces with the Demon Sect. The two leaders have reached an agreement that Duan Ziyu will decide where the two factions will go.
Duan Ziyu lost a leader, but became the supreme leader of both factions.
Huashan sent people to go away happily, and Zhan Chun and others arranged for them to entertain him.
Duan Ziyu returned to the room, and Zhang Yuzhen then gathered his hands and said, "I'm here to take over the reins of the world's best master."
Duan Ziyu said with a smile: "Just take Bangchui seriously. If your eldest brother and second brother find out about this, they will come after me and beat me to a pulp and take away my title."
Zhang Yuzhen said with a rosy look on his face, "You two dare to do it. I will beat them to pieces without you taking action." With a smile, they undressed him and got on the bed.
The two were intimate for a while, and Zhang Yuzhen suddenly blushed, feeling extremely shy, and whispered:
"Hey, how did you and Sister Situ practice the dual cultivation method? Can you tell me?"
Duan Ziyu's face heated up. He didn't want her to know about this, so he thought about it and said:
"You have a lofty nature and are not suitable for this method. Practicing it is harmful and useless."
Zhang Yuzhen said coquettishly: "You are partial before we get married. If you don't abandon me later, it depends on whether I am willing to practice or not."
Duan Ziyu had no choice but to listen to the secret instructions. Zhang Yuzhen's cheeks were burning and he was very excited. The two of them tried it out for a while, and they felt like they were dying. The taste was endless. The embroidered couch was better than the realm of gods. First of all, Practice until the golden rooster crows before finishing the exercise.
The next morning, Zhan Chun and others showed off their sword skills at the martial arts arena and asked Duan Ziyu for advice.
Zhao Kai and others suddenly arrived with five people supporting them. Duan Ziyu was surprised when he saw that they were the five heroes of the Ge family. Everyone grinned and looked in pain.
He sent these five people to the Beggar Gang to discuss the wedding with Shi Hongshi. Although there were many talented people in the village, they were all from the Tianshi sect, so they were afraid of conflict. The five heroes of the Ge family were not very good at martial arts and were very good at speaking, so he invited them to come. Beggars gang.
Immediately, he asked in shock: "How come the five Ge brothers are like this and have been attacked by Kongtongxu Zhouzi again?"
Seeing that the expressions of the five people were similar to the last time Xu Zhouzi used chess pieces to seal their acupuncture points, he said that Kongtong was jealous of the past and attacked the five people.
Ge Wuyou groaned: "No, it's not Kongtong's miscellaneous hair, it's what the Heavenly Master taught people to do."
Duan Ziyu felt it was unbelievable, how could someone from the Tianshi Cult take action against his subordinates, and said:
"Brother Ge, are you right? Or maybe you didn't tell me my name."
Ge Wuyou said: "That's right, that man claimed to be the great priest of the Heavenly Master Sect or something. When we told our benefactor his name, he forced us to collude with the Beggar Gang and plot a rebellion. He said that for the sake of our benefactor, he would be spared the death penalty. Living sin is inevitable.
"My benefactor, if we had not come back to report what happened, we would have committed suicide long ago. This living sin is worse than death."
The five of them gritted their teeth and groaned. Duan Ziyu lifted their clothes from behind and nailed five nails near the vital points on their backs. Zhang Yuzhen lost his voice and said: "The bone-attached soul-corroding nails, I wonder which senior brother did it?"
Ge Wubing bared his teeth and said, "My dear benefactor, Gang Leader Shi has promised to send his daughter over every day. Our brothers have finally fulfilled their mission. Please kill us quickly with one blow."
Duan Ziyu felt sad. He was really sad to see the five people being tortured for him, and said:
"Brother Ge, don't be afraid. I'll dig out the nails for you first."
He mobilized his inner strength and lifted it up. Ge Wubing screamed in pain as if he was killing a pig, but the nail did not come out. Duan Ziyu knocked him out with a finger, and used more than twenty techniques in a row. The nail was really attached. It's like it's stuck in the bone, and I can't get out no matter what.
Duan Ziyu looked at Zhang Yuzhen, who shook his head and said:
"This is a unique technique, and it must be removed by the nailer himself."
Xixiong knelt down and begged, "My dear benefactor, please kill us quickly. We will be grateful for your great virtue even in the underworld."
Duan Ziyu sighed and said with tears in his eyes: "Five Brother Ge, Duan was incompetent, so five of them died for Duan. When I find out about this matter, I will let the murderer die screaming for seven days and nights, one day missing." I, Duan Ziyu, live in vain.”
He stretched out his hand and wanted to kill five people with one finger of his penis to prevent them from suffering inhuman pain. He stretched out his finger and trembled slightly, but he couldn't bear to do it after all.
Zhang Yuzhen stopped him suddenly and said, "Wait a minute, maybe there is a way to solve it." After a while, he pulled Uncle Chai over, who was hunched over.
Uncle Chai murmured: "Bone-attached soul-eating nails? That's a punishment for punishing insiders. How can you use it on outsiders to play the piano randomly? Let me see whose method it is."
He opened his old eyes wide, touched the nails for a while, tapped his fingers near the nails a few times, and murmured:
"It was Xiao Chengzi who did it."
Zhang Yuzhen said: "Is this really my senior brother's method?"
Uncle Chai gasped: "Yes, this technique was passed down from your father to your ten senior brothers. Each one's technique is completely different. I was also present at the time, so I know each person's technique."
As he spoke, his fingers trembled, and after a few taps, the nail popped out. Duan Ziyu took it and saw that the nail was full of barbs. He looked at the nail place and saw only a round eye. The technique is very confusing, and after thinking for a long time, I still can't figure out the reason for this technique.
Since Uncle Chai knew how to nail the nails, he could pull them out very quickly. Duan Ziyu looked at this hand as thin as a chicken's claw, and really couldn't figure out how this hand could have such magical and unpredictable martial arts. It was unbelievable for the first time.
After a while, all the bone-corroding nails were removed from the five people's bodies. Uncle Chai's technique of removing the nails was very skillful. Not only did the five people feel no pain, their whole bodies felt soft and soft, and they felt indescribably comfortable.
After they were nailed together, the five people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him, saying "Grandpa" repeatedly.
Uncle Chai smiled and patted their heads, and responded with "good grandson" whenever they called, with a very kind face.
Duan Ziyu, Zhang Yuzhen and others couldn't help laughing. Seeing that the five of them were very tired, Duan Ziyu ordered people to send them back to their rooms to rest, and said to Uncle Chai:
"Uncle Chai, Zhen'er said that your old man has a lung injury. How about I treat it with my Yang finger?"
Uncle Chai sighed: "I am already in my dying years, whether injured or not.
"I have been hurting myself for many years. The leader tried to treat me in vain, so there is no need to worry too much. Although your Uncle Chai is old and sick, it is more than enough to guard this village." After saying this, he staggered away, still wheezing and coughing.
Duan Ziyu heard him say that there was no cure for Zhang Changshang, and he was afraid that it would be more difficult for him to perform his duties. Seeing that he was old and sick and about to die, he felt sad.
Zhang Yuzhen said with a smile: "Uncle Chai is a weirdo. He grew up in our house and was my father's book boy.
"My father accepted him as his junior brother. He still considers himself a boy servant, but no one in the whole house dares to regard him as a servant. When I was young, he was the one who protected me when I went out to play. My father trusted him the most. "
Duan Ziyu put away the twenty-five bone-attached soul-eating nails, put them into a brocade bag, and said coldly:
"Cheng Ruke, Senior Brother Cheng, you really pretended to be a senior brother and taught me a lesson."
Zhang Yuzhen said hurriedly: "If I have the opportunity to ask him about this matter in person, the Ge brothers are so confused that there may be twists and turns and misunderstandings.
"Senior Brother Cheng is my father's first disciple. He has made great achievements in teaching. He is now in charge of the teaching affairs of three provinces. Although he is somewhat arrogant in his daily behavior, he is generally not too out of line."
Duan Ziyu said angrily: "It's obvious that I disturbed his affairs in Emei and found an excuse to vent my anger on my subordinates."
He let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "You and I are on good terms. People say that I have taken refuge in the Tianshi Cult and betrayed the martial arts. Qingmei and I are good friends. Some people say that I colluded with the Beggar Clan to plot a rebellion. Only some people say that I am in cahoots with the Demon Cult. But that’s a matter of time.”
Zhang Yuzhen and Situ Mingyue comforted each other softly for a long time. Duan Ziyu felt depressed and secretly planned to embarrass Cheng Ruke.
The appointment between Zhan Chun and Shaolin has arrived, and Duan Ziyu leads Zhang Yuzhen, Situ Mingyue and Zhao Kai along with them.
Zhang Yu really had to drag Uncle Chai to break the Arhat Formation. Uncle Chai said with a smile:
"You don't need a bad old man like me. With your husband's Six Meridians Divine Sword, no formation can trap you. Uncle Chai will guard your comfort zone."
Not long ago, the group arrived at the Songshan Shaolin. Duan Ziyu made a big fuss in the Shaolin twice. The Shaolin monks were very familiar with him. When they saw his arrival, they reported in panic.
Duan Ziyu walked halfway up the mountain and saw the temple gate wide open in the distance. Yuan Jueji and his people were waiting outside the gate. Both parties knew it well and did not say much. They came to the square inside the temple together.
But he saw that the Wudang Xixia was already there, and there were some unfamiliar faces, obviously invited by Shaolin to help him.
There are Arhat monks all over the corridors of Shaolin Temple. Dozens of old monks dressed in goose-yellow cassocks sit on the main seat of Shaolin, all with their hands folded and their eyes lowered, looking solemn.
This formation was obviously prepared to deal with Duan Ziyu, and Kunlun alone was not worth the trouble that Shaolin Temple put into it.
After everyone sat down, Song Yuanqiao stood up first, bowed to the west and said:
"Although I am incompetent, my senior fellow apprentices adhere to the teachings of my mentor and devote themselves to resolving problems in the martial arts world. I can make the various sects get along with each other peacefully, and there is less bloodshed in the martial arts forest."
Having said this, he looked at Zhan Chun and Yuan Jue each and continued:
"The festival between the two sects of Kunlun and Shaolin was a result of the previous generation. Lao Lao and others failed to mediate, which resulted in the festival getting deeper and deeper on Junshan. Despite this situation.
"Brothers and others still hope that the two factions will follow the rules of the martial arts and resolve as much as possible. Even if it is difficult to resolve, we must find a good solution, so as to avoid hurting people's lives and not destroying the century-old friendship between the two factions."
The people Shaolin invited to help with the boxing applauded loudly, and one person said in a rough voice:
"Song Daxia is of high moral character, so I invite Song Daxia, Yu Erxia, Zhang Sanxia, and Yin Liuxia to be notarized. If anyone refuses to accept it, he will have trouble with the Wudang Sect."
Zhang Yuzhen whispered: "Brother Yu, this is Shi Dabiao, the chief escort of Jinyang Escort Bureau. He is known as the number one master of Shaolin laymen. He wants to drag Wudang into trouble."
Duan Ziyu looked at Shi Dabiao. He was strong-backed, strong in energy, loud in voice, and his temples were slightly bulging. He was expected to be good at craftsmanship.
Yu Lianzhou said calmly: "Wudang's little name is nothing, we are all famous heroes in the world, and it is expected that we will not fail to uphold martial arts ethics.
"If you say that you are not convinced by my brother and wait for mediation, then it is because our brother has little virtue and talent, and cannot be said to be in trouble with Wudang."
He was able to get out of the situation with one move, making it clear that he was only mediating and mediating, and had no intention of suppressing the Wudang forces.
Song Yuanqiao smiled and said: "Duan Daxia, you are now the best master in the world. If you say something, all the factions will accept it. Why would you stingy with a favor and make the two factions fight?"
Duan Ziyu smiled slightly and said: "I don't dare, that's just a casual joke made by Master Zhang to express his love. I'm here to apologize to Shaolin."
As soon as these words came out, the West Seat was shocked. Yuanjue was also confused and didn't know what it meant.
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "This Situ girl killed several romantic masters from Biyun Temple, a branch of Shaolin Temple, not only did she refuse to befriend them, she even used force to resist them.
"Finally, Master was merciful and didn't burn my home to the ground. The more I think about it, the more ashamed I am, and then I think of another ridiculous thing I did."
When Song Yuanqiao heard his sarcastic words, Yuan Jue and others turned pale and pale, and hurriedly laughed and said:
"Duan Daxia went to Shaolin twice to compete in martial arts. It is a common thing for us martial arts people to learn from each other. It is not ridiculous."
Duan Ziyu said with a smile: "This is just one end. I killed several monks half a year ago without noticing when I killed Meng Yuan's evildoers to avenge my family and my country.
"According to these masters, they are disciples of the Vajra Sect of the Shaolin branch. They had dealt with Wudang Yu Sanxia and Yin Liuxia back then, and they were proficient in the unique art of the powerful Vajra Finger."
Yin Liting was startled, stood up and said, "Are they two traitors nicknamed Ah Er and Ah San?"
Duan Ziyu nodded, and Yin Liting stepped forward quickly. He bowed his head and said:
"Thank you, Master Duan, for avenging my third brother and me for breaking our bones. I have been looking for these thieves for many years but have not found them yet."
Duan Ziyu supported him and said: "Yin Liuxia, please don't say this lightly. I think Shaolin leader Wulin Qianzai, we were injured by Shaolin's stunts, what else can we do besides admitting that we are unlucky? I am not in a hurry to go to the temple to apologize. ”
No matter how well-educated Yuanjue was, he couldn't bear it. He stood up and said sternly: "Duan Daxia, those traitors are from Shaolin's abandoned disciple Huo Gong Tou Tuo. They have nothing to do with our temple. Duan Daxia hates this temple, so why not make it clear in his first words?" , more than a thousand monks from this temple are willing to sacrifice their lives to accompany him.”
Duan Ziyu also stood up and said solemnly: "The monks of Biyun Temple robbed women from good families and committed adultery. The master himself admitted that they belonged to Shaolin. Why did they force themselves to stand up for the adulterous monk and come to our village to investigate the crime?"
Yuanjue was startled and looked at several lay disciples. Shi Dabiao nodded slightly, indicating that it was true.
Yuan Jue sweated in shock. He was just looking for an excuse to go to the village to avenge Duan Ziyu and his wife for causing trouble in Shaolin. He didn't want to end up like this.
Shi Dabiao saw that his master brother was embarrassed. As a Shaolin lay disciple, he was closely related to the rise and fall of Shaolin. He hesitated a lot, thinking about how to save the situation, but he didn't know what to do.
His brother Wu Shifei whispered something in his ear, and Shi Dabiao suddenly became energetic and said loudly:
"Duan Daxia, you have been in charge of the Huashan sect for many years, and you are also a chivalrous Taoist hero. Even if you withdraw from Huashan, you should not bring people from the Tianshi Sect to cause trouble in Shaolin."
Zhang Yuzhen smiled brightly and said: "Master Shi, do you mean me? My father and brother are both in charge of the Tianshi Sect, and I am not a member of the Tianshi Sect."
Shi Dabiao said: "Even if you are not, Jiangxi Xihu will never belong to another sect."
Wu Shifei took advantage of the situation and said: "Zhao Kai, your brothers robbed one of our heavy escorts a few years ago, and today we just ended the chaos."
He screamed and drew his sword, intending to arouse the hatred of Wudang's enemies in the name of attacking the Tianshi Sect.
He rushed forward. Relying on the Wudang Xixia and the masters from his sect, even if he loses, his life will not be in danger.
A person jumped up from behind Zhao Kai and came forward to meet him. Wu Shifei was horrified and slashed with his sword. The man rushed forward and collided with his body. The two of them had almost the same stature, and the collision hit him on the head. Everything fits together right down to the feet.
But after hearing a bang, Wu Shifei flew backwards. Shi Dabiao took it and took a look, and he was so shocked that Wu Shifei learned the art from his classmate. If this person is hit, all the bones in his body will be broken, his head will be bloody and bloody, and he will die immediately. It is really nothing more than nothing.
But he saw Ah Xi wiping the blood on his face with his sleeves. Seeing him coming up, he was still standing upright.
Shi Dabiao struck out with one palm. He was the only one among Shaolin lay disciples to be taught the "Eight Strikes of Divine Palm". With one strike of his palm, he could split a tree trunk as thick as a bowl. He was always known as the "Divine Palm".
Ah Xi did not dodge, but let him put a palm on his shoulder and hit him head on. He hit Shi Dabiao's chest, and Shi Dabiao screamed.
He flew three feet upside down and fell to the ground. His sternum was completely shattered and pierced into his heart and lungs. After two struggles, he died.
Wudang Xixia saw him reaching the peak of his martial arts practice. Shi Dabiao used his "Eight Strikes of Divine Palm" to fight all over the country. When Green Forest Road saw the escort flag of Jinyang Escort Bureau, they all retreated. Therefore, Jinyang Escort Agency was established in thirteen provinces. There is a branch, business is booming, and wealth is rolling in, all thanks to this set of "Eight Strikes of Divine Palm", and you don't want to be hit to death by someone.
Yuan Hui was not surprised. He had used the "Sumi Mountain Palm" among the sixty-two stunts, but Ah Xihe had no choice but to hit him with eight divine palms, which could hardly hurt him. Now he whispered a few words into Master Kongzhi’s ear.
Ah Xi was about to retreat when Kong Zhi announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, wait for me to learn the Heng Lian Kung Fu of the Golden Bell Sect."
Duan Ziyu felt awe-struck and shouted: "Axi is back."
He knew that Master Kong Zhi’s Sumeru Palm was incomparable to the perfection and wisdom, and no matter how good Ah Xi Heng practiced his kung fu, he was still not an indestructible body.
Ah Xi said with a frown on his face: "Master, I'm not afraid of you. I dare not disobey the master's orders."
Kong Zhiyan was willing to let him return. His cassock fluttered, and a yellow cloud floated in front of Ah Xi, and he was pushed to the chest with the palm of Sumeru Mountain.
Duan Ziyu's figure flashed, his left palm shook Ah Xi back to the original position, his right palm suddenly came out, and he used "Toad Kung Fu" to catch Kong Zhi's Big Sumeru Palm.
With a bang, the two magical powers collided, causing dust on the ground to fly, and everyone felt their feet trembling slightly.
The two of them each took a step back, but Duan Ziyu's left palm knocked back Ah Xi. The force was gentle and just right. The toad skill of his right palm was extremely powerful. Even Kong Zhi's "Xumi Mountain Palm" skill had already reached eight points of heat, and he could feel his blood boiling. , the true energy was suffocated.
Duan Ziyu said with a smile: "Master is the only remaining Western Great Divine Monk in the world. His seniority and position are unparalleled in the world. How can he be compared with the subordinates? Isn't it not a loss of status?"
The Wudang Xixia looked at each other in shock. Unexpectedly, he received a "Xumi Mountain Palm" with his own strength. He was still calm and calm, talking and laughing freely. His skill was at an incredible level, and it seemed that it would be difficult to deal with it.
Kong Zhi's face was as gloomy as if he had died at a young age, but he knew that if he continued to fight, he would only bring humiliation to himself. He flicked his sleeves and returned to his seat angrily.
Duan Ziyu said loudly: "These are all my family members. If someone pretends that they are members of the Celestial Master, wouldn't I become a Celestial Master?
"I was jealous because I wanted to marry the younger Celestial Master's sister. Yin Liuxia, your wife is the daughter of Yang Zuoshi, the Ming sect. I wonder if anyone said that you are a member of the Ming sect or have joined the devil's sect?"
Yin Liting was startled. He had a good temper and had a good impression of Duan Ziyu. He said loudly:
"This is unreasonable. People in the martial arts world pay attention to the clear distinction between grudges and grievances. How can they implicate the nine clans like the imperial court? Although Duan Daxia is married to the Tianshi Sect, he is definitely not a member of the Tianshi Sect."
Duan Ziyu clapped his hands and said: "It is still Yin Liuxia who knows right and wrong. From now on, if anyone says that I am a member of the Tianshi Sect or joins the Tianshi Sect, they are deliberately trying to make things difficult for Yin Liuxia."
After saying this, Yin Liting retreated happily, and when he thought about it, he realized that he had defended him for no reason, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.
Seeing that his side had taken the lead and greatly defeated Shaolin's spirit, Zhan Chun became more courageous. He stood up suddenly, flashed his sword and said:
"Master Yuanjue, please let us put an end to the blood debts of my predecessor, my predecessor, my senior brother, my senior sister, and my humble husband."
Yuan Jue encountered setbacks one after another, and the murderous intention in his heart was already activated, and he said coldly:
"These are all my own doings. Just kill me if you have the ability."
Zhan Chun came out with his sword and said: "Please."
The leader of the Luohan Hall, Yuanyin, responded, waved his Zen staff and said, "I'll wait for you to learn the swordsmanship of the Kunlun Sect."
Zhan Chun was not polite, he swung out several swords in a row, Yuanyin used Bodhidharma's staff, and the two of them fought together.
Zhan Chun's sword moves lightly and delicately, and Yuan Yin has been immersed in the magic wand method all his life, so he is extremely proficient.
Zhan Chun has an elegant figure. She was defeated twice by Yuan Jue's hands. Although she has improved her swordsmanship, she also knows that winning is not easy. Therefore, she concentrates her mind. Although her moves are fierce and fast, she does not rush forward with greed for success. She travels around the west of Yuanyin. The sword will go away as soon as it touches it.
The two of them performed fifteen moves in an instant. The inner strength of Yuan Yin was profound. When the Zen staff was opened, the wind whistled and the shadows of the staff flew in the air. Their skills were indeed impressive.
Duan Ziyu sat upright and watched carefully, his fingers in his sleeves full of strength. As soon as Zhan Chun was defeated, he sent out the Six Meridians Divine Sword to save people.
Zhan Chun made a move called "Flying Snow from the Sky", and dozens of bowls of sword flowers fell towards Yuanyin's head.
This style is full of energy and energy. Even if it is performed by the master He Taichong himself, it may not have this charm.
Yuanyin hurriedly responded with the "Rhinoceros Looking at the Moon" move, and the Zen staff hit the sword horizontally.
He has strong physical strength. If he hits him, Zhan Chun will be able to escape with his sword. Zhan Chun doesn't wait for a move to make him old. His body floats and he fires sixteen "Thunder Sword" swords in a row. Although her internal strength is weak, her attacks are fast. These ten moves are The Six Quick Swords are really as fast as lightning.
Unexpectedly, Yuanyin suddenly changed her swordsmanship routine, and the Zen staff danced rapidly, clanking more than a dozen times. After all, she was unable to avoid them all, and was stabbed in the left shoulder by her, narrowly missing the pipa bone.
Yuanjue was horrified and shouted: "Keep your subordinates here." He stretched out his index finger and used the Zen technique with one finger, intending to force Zhan Chun to retreat.
Duan Ziyu was well prepared, and with his Yang Finger, he came first and intercepted Yuan Jue's One Finger Zen Kung Fu in the air, shouting:
“Does Shaolin want to win with more?”
Yuanyin was the leader of the Luohan Hall and had experienced countless battles in his life. Although his left shoulder was injured, his heart was not disturbed and he struck Zhan Chun head-on with his stick.
Zhan Chun sheathed his sword and retreated, dodging a stick, and came back up, striking down with a "hundred-foot waterfall". Yuanyin's left arm was injured, and he held the stick in one hand, and the power was instantly reduced by half. Seeing that this move was both fast and powerful Fierce, even if he retreated, he could not avoid being covered by its sharp edge. He gritted his teeth and threw his stick with one hand, intending to fight to the death.
Zhan Chun twisted his body in the air, barely avoiding the staff, and pierced Yuanyin's "Xuanji" point with his sword. The tip of the sword touched his skin, but did not penetrate. He shouted:
"Yuanjue, are you going to kill yourself or take this monk's life?"
Yuanjue's heart suddenly turned cold as gray, he withdrew his one-finger Zen technique and said:
"That's all, let my junior brother go, and I will give you your life." He slowly raised his hand and shot it down towards Tianling Gai.
Suddenly they heard two people say: "No." Kong Zhi jumped out and held Yuan Jue's palm. Yuan Yin shouted loudly and hit the sword. The tip of the sword came out from the back. He suddenly showed his power before he died. , struck Zhan Chun on the left shoulder with a palm, shattering his shoulder bone.
Yuanyin's disciples lost their voices in grief and shouted in unison: "Master."
Without waiting for the abbot's instructions, thirty-six disciples rushed forward, wielding Zen staffs and swords, intending to cut Zhan Chun's body into pieces.
The Kunlun disciples swarmed forward, a group of Westerners, with swords and swords in hand, and immediately divided and surrounded the Arhat monk. In an instant, the sounds of clanking, clicking, and ouching continued to be heard.
Zhan Chun's left shoulder bone was completely shattered, and the pain was piercing his heart. Duan Ziyu had snatched it back early, stretched out his fingers to seal the surrounding acupuncture points, and combined the broken bones into one place with internal force. Situ Mingyue took out the healing medicine and applied it on it.
Suddenly hearing the sound of bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
Yu Lianzhou said in a deep voice: "Although Liang Zi is difficult to resolve, the decision must be made according to the rules of the martial arts. Whoever starts a group fight first will be the enemy of Wudang."
The Westerner returned to his original position, feeling annoyed. Unexpectedly, no one paid attention to the name of Wudang Xixia.
Although the fight between the disciples on both sides lasted only a moment, more than a dozen people on both sides were injured, and two Arhat monks were killed in the sword formation.
Kongzhi and Yuanjue looked at each other and knew that today was a critical moment of life and death.
Duan Ziyu's magical skills are invincible, and no one in the temple can be his opponent.
Kong Zhi said loudly: "Duan Daxia, today's matter must be fought to the death between you and me?"
Duan Ziyu said: "That's not the case. Let's set a few formations, and the loser will be dealt with by the winner. With Wudang Xi's seniors here, no matter who wins, they won't force each other too much. Otherwise, wouldn't it be deliberately contemptuous of Wudang?"
Song Yuanqiao said: "This is the most fair opinion of Mr. Duan. Thank you for looking down on the old man and others. I'm really ashamed. You are all heroes from famous families. If you blindly rely on your martial arts to bully the weak and the weak, there will be few heroes in Wudang to wait and see."
Yuanjue hesitated a lot, not knowing what the plan was. He was no match for Duan Ziyu in a single fight. Even if he set up the Arhat Formation, it would be difficult to block his Six Meridians Divine Sword. Moreover, this formation was always invincible. If it were in his own hands, If someone breaks it, wouldn't he become a Shaolin sinner for thousands of years?
At that moment, he wanted to admit his defeat and let the other side deal with him, so that he could avoid the disaster of losing Shaolin's prestige. Suddenly, seven people stood up from the elders' table and clasped their hands together and said:
"Abbott, even though I have refused to serve in the world for a long time, this temple is in trouble. I should sacrifice my life to protect the Dharma. I and others ask the abbot for a fight."
When Yuanjue saw him, he was the seven elders of Xin Chan Hall. Three of these seven elders were born in the generation of Du, and some were named in the west, who were the generation of Kong. They were his master's uncle and master's uncle.
But the seventh elder had always only chanted sutras and meditated, and had never practiced martial arts. Seeing the seventh elder asking for orders, he was in great trouble. He pondered for a while and said with tears: "My disciple is incompetent, and I have troubled my uncle and master."
Then he said to Duan Ziyu: "Master Duan, as long as you win this battle, the poor monk will be at your disposal."
The seven elders stepped forward together. The oldest one was over a hundred years old and the youngest one was over eighty years old. When the Wudang Xixia and others saw it, they were secretly surprised. In his whole life, he had never seen or heard of these seven people. With the names of these seven people, I don’t know how many masters there are in Shaolin Temple.
The Seven Elders walked to the middle of the field, sitting on the ground three to the left, three to the west, each taking off their robes in their hands, closing their eyes and saying:
"Lao Na and others ask for help from Donor Duan."
Duan Ziyu felt incredible. He had seen the Great Arhat Formation in Shaolin Temple, and he thought that he could beat it to pieces with the Six Meridian Divine Sword. Unexpectedly, before the Great Arhat Formation came out, seven old monks came out with their necks buried in the ground. But even after displaying this array of staffs, he did not dare to underestimate him and said to Situ Mingyue: "We will meet the Shaolin monks."
The two of them walked hand in hand to the middle of the Seven Elders, who sat upright and closed their eyes, as if their souls were wandering in the dark.
The cassock in an old man's hand suddenly floated up and covered the two of them. Duan Ziyu suddenly pulled out his nine-yin white bone claws and grabbed the cassock.
The fabric of the cassock was soft and forceless. Although Duan Ziyu caught it, it didn't penetrate. However, he felt the cassock close up, wrap around his hands, and pull him back with a strong force.
Duan Ziyu was shocked. Unexpectedly, the old monk could send and receive so freely with all his strength. With a flick of his wrist, he almost shook off his cassock.
The other six monks also activated at the same time, each holding a cassock like a bunch of soft whips, or slashing horizontally like flying cymbals. Wherever their wrists trembled, they used eighteen kinds of weapons such as single swords, sharp swords, and spears.
It goes without saying that the moves are exquisite, but it is still difficult to figure out the martial arts method of each piece of cassock.
The Wudang Xixia was horrified. When Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo attacked the Demon-Subduing Vajra Circle in Shaolin Temple, they all witnessed it with their own eyes. The thrilling scene was still before them. Unexpectedly, the cassock skills of these seven elders were much better than those of the Demon-Subduing Vajra Circle. Even if the Westerners join forces, they are by no means rivals, so I can't help but worry about Duan Ziyu and the others.
Duan Ziyu's right hand with the six-meridian divine sword shot out quickly, his fingers moved suddenly, and the six sword energy attacked the six monks. Situ Mingyue's left hand sent out a Yang finger, which also blocked a monk. The two held hands, and their internal energy continued to flow. The inner strength of the two people merged together, and their power increased by several percent. Their clothes swelled up like balls without any wind.
The Seventh Monk's cassock fell to the side with less force when it hit his body.
If the force is slightly greater, it will be knocked back, and there is a risk of backlash. However, the six sword qi, one yang finger force and one yang finger are as powerful as arrows, extremely sharp.
The onlookers were all dazzled and speechless when they saw such a decisive battle that was rare in a thousand years. The level of skill of both sides was even more unbelievable.
The seven monks' spiritual platform is clear and clear, and their hearts are like the bright moon. Although they fight with their eyes closed, they are fully aware of every move of their opponents.
He was also astonished by his opponent's high skill. He spent his whole life studying his internal skills. In recent years, he practiced in seclusion in the Heart Meditation Hall. Each of his internal powers reached a state of perfection. The seven of them had been practicing together for a long time. Their thoughts were vaguely connected, and they had a tacit understanding of offense and defense against the enemy. Although they are scattered sparsely and haphazardly, when they are attacked together, they are actually as sophisticated as the larger Arhat Formation and can be described as seamless.
The opponent's skill is so high that the cassock in his hand is not a magical weapon, nor can the protective aura be used to cut through it. Unexpectedly, he cannot attack the opponent's inner circle, and the opponent's sword energy and finger strength must also be matched with all his strength. If you resist, there is still a risk of failure.
In a moment, hundreds of holes had been punched through the seven cassocks, and the fragments were flying in the air like butterflies.
But seeing the six monks suddenly abandon their cassocks, each one put a hand on the other's shoulder, and each used a palm to resist the sword energy and finger strength.
When the martial arts of both sides have reached this level, the subtlety of their moves is useless, and they rely solely on their internal strength to fight.
For a moment, hot steam steamed from the heads of the seven monks, and a layer of faint purple air enveloped Duan Ziyu and Situ Mingyue.
Six sword energies and one finger force approached the seven monks inch by inch. Yuanjue and others were horrified. When they saw each of the seven monks taking action just now, no one of them surpassed Kongzhi and Yuanjue. Their internal strength was high, their moves were more refined and wonderful, and they reached the transformation state. , Unexpectedly, the seven people working together are still no match for Duan Ziyu and his wife.
Seeing that the sword energy and finger strength have retreated to half a foot in front of the seventh elder's palm, the white energy on the seventh elder's head is getting thicker, and there is sweat flowing on the old wrinkled face. Kong Zhi and Yuan Jue plan to not let the internal energy of these seven elders be exhausted under any circumstances. And died.
Yuan Jue shouted: "Duan Daxia, our sect has admitted defeat, please accept your efforts."
Duan Ziyu and Situ Mingyue suddenly performed a "Crane Soaring to the Nine Heavens" posture, lifted their heads up, and flew smoothly in the air for several feet before landing on the ground, with beads of sweat on their faces.
The Wudang Xixia all cheered in unison. Wudang's "Ladder to Cloud" light skill is known as the best among all schools, but compared with this skill, it is really different, and I am amazed.
The Seven Elders finished their work and sat cross-legged for a long time. The heat on their heads gradually dissipated. They stood up together and sighed sadly. Go to the temple.
Yuan Jue came over and said: "Kunlun's hatred and Duan Daxia's festival were both done by the poor monk. Now the poor monk is at the mercy of Duan Daxia."
Yuan Hui shouted: "Senior brother, no, if there is only one person from Shaolin, how can we let senior abbot be slaughtered by others?"
The Arhat monks and the disciples who were protecting the temple also made noises in unison and swarmed forward, threatening to fight in groups.
Yuanjue suddenly drank, and used the lion's roar skill to his fullest, which was like a thunderbolt in mid-air, and everyone stood in awe.
Yuanjue said slowly: "The poor monk violated the great love of our ancestors and led him incompetently, which led to today's disaster. The biggest fault lies only with me.
"I am still the abbot of this temple. I can't keep my promise. If any monk in this temple dares to disobey the order, the sect's rules will never be lenient."
Yuan Hui and others were horrified when they heard this. They were all so sad that they wished they could take their own lives.
They all sat cross-legged on the ground and recited "Amitabha", their expressions were sad and solemn.
Duan Ziyu couldn't bear it in his heart and said with a smile: "Master, why do you do this? I got to see some of Shaolin's unique skills today, and I admire them deeply.
"Although I won by luck, I really relied on the power of heaven. In terms of human power, Shaolin's unique skills are still the best in the world."
Then he turned to Zhan Chun and said: "Xia Zhan, I don't know how to deal with it. It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. How about ending here?"
Zhan Chun endured the pain in his shoulder and said, "But it's up to Master Duan to decide."
Duan Ziyu smiled and said: "I think this is what I'll do if Meng Zhan is the heroine.
"The Liangzi of Kunlun and Shaolin have canceled each other out. Master just needs to strictly restrain the Shaolin disciples from seeking revenge on Kunlun. What do you think, Master?"
