"Poof... ”

Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his face was much better.

After a period of treatment, Mo Yi finally cured all of Zhang Sanfeng's internal injuries, although it took a lot of true qi, but in a short period of time, he recovered quickly on his own.

"Thank you for your help."

Zhang Sanfeng got up, looked at Mo Yi, nodded and said.

"Zhang Zhenren is polite" Mo Yi smiled slightly, then looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and said secretly: "Check its attributes"

The Heavenly Book Plane System then turned a page, and all of Zhang Sanfeng's information was revealed on it.

"Name: Zhang Junbao

Aliases: Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Zhenren, Zhang Zhangjiao, Wulin Mythology

Martial arts: Tai Chi Shen Gong, Tai Chi Shen Sword, Luohan Boxing, Xuanxu Knife Technique, Tiger Claw Hand, Zhenshan Iron Palm, Wudang Long Fist, Wudang Mianzhang, Yin and Yang Hand, Tiyun Zong, Rouyun Swordsmanship, Huifeng Palm, Shenmen Thirteen Swords, Wuji Xuangong Boxing

Internal strength: Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Yijin Jing, Wudang Jiuyang Gong

Combat power: BBBC

Psychology: This Mo Sect Master doesn't know where he is a master, he has such internal strength at such a young age, it is really surprising, there are many heroes."

"I'll go, this Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts are too much."

Mo Yi looked at Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, neatly lined up, fourteen kinds of martial arts, and three supreme internal martial arts, this Zhang Sanfeng's strength is not strong.

In the past, Zhang Sanfeng once worshipped Shaolin Jueyuan Zen Master as his teacher, learned a lot of Shaolin martial arts, and even learned the Yijin Sutra, and now he has created a lot of peerless martial arts, and his combat power has also reached the top position of BBBC.

Compared with Zhang Sanfeng, what kind of empty wisdom did he use before, practicing eleven Shaolin seventy-two stunts, it doesn't seem to be nothing, look at me Zhang Zhenren, from Tai Chi to boxing, claw, knife, palm, swordsmanship, light skills, and then to the top of the internal strength, it can be called a 'martial arts myth'.

"Zhang Zhenren, there is a reluctant invitation below"

Mo Yi meditated and cultivated slightly, and soon, the true qi of his whole body returned to the peak state before he got up.

"Oh, Sect Leader Mo, but it doesn't hurt to say it," Zhang Sanfeng flashed a trace of doubt, and then said with a laugh.

"This time, I came, the so-called two things, one is the anti-Yuan event, my Mingjiao has been fighting against the Yuan soldiers for many years, and now it has quickly mastered the southeast, south, and southwest directions, first occupy the land, and slowly become the king, but it is difficult to speak alone, Mingjiao is only Mingjiao after all, if you can get the help of major martial arts people, it is simply like a tiger with wings" Mo Yi said directly.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he walked two steps, as if he was thinking, and did not immediately agree, after thinking for more than ten minutes, Zhang Sanfeng turned his head to look at Mo Yi.

"The Wudang faction will fully support the Mingjiao's resistance to the Yuan," Zhang Sanfeng said lightly.

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren"

Mo Yi's face was happy, with the name of Zhang Sanfeng, the myth of martial arts, the tendency of martial arts people must be heavily inclined to Mo Yi's side.

"Sect Master Mo still has other things?" Zhang Sanfeng then asked.

"Yes, the second thing, climb a little lower, to the realm of you and me, it is really difficult to continue to improve, and the duel between masters of the same level may be the key to comprehension and improvement."

"Learn from each other and confirm each other?"

Listening to Mo Yi's words, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up and he immediately responded.

Indeed, he has entered this realm for many years, but he has never been promoted, if he wants to continue to improve, it is difficult to rely on his own comprehension, and if there are characters of the same realm like Mo Yi who corroborate each other's martial arts, they will have the opportunity to comprehend and improve.

"Not bad," Mo Yi nodded in response.

"The old man hasn't moved for a few years, so I'll accompany Sect Master Mo once."

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, and then put on a Tai Chi starting pose, and the true qi of his whole body was revealed, and that kind of Tai Chi Qi was already invisibly wrapped around Zhang Sanfeng's body.

But seeing that Mo Yi's technique turned, with a wave of his sword finger, the internal force surged, but it was the sword qi that swirled.

"Zhang Zhenren, look at the move"

Mo Yi snorted lightly, and the sword finger stabbed straight away, and in an instant, the sword qi was already rushing up.

And Zhang Sanfeng was unhurried, raised a hand, and turned with the momentum, a Tai Chi Yin and Yang strength and Mo Yi's strong attack sword qi collided with each other, Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi hand blocked Mo Yi's attack like flowing water.

One move missed, Mo Yi turned over again, his body rotated and the fast attack was urgent, and the 'palm-breaking' chain attack in one hand kept attacking Zhang Sanfeng's face.

The purpose of breaking the palm is to see through the opponent's trajectory, and to see through the start, so as to anticipate the enemy's opportunity and break through the moves.

But no matter how fast Mo Yi attacked, he had to see through Zhang Sanfeng, but Zhang Sanfeng could always block Mo Yi, and sometimes even used his strength to defeat the strong with the weak.

Mo Yi's hand shadow attack was extremely fast, while Zhang Sanfeng swam slowly, and the two continued to stalemate.

"Zhang Sanfeng has deeply comprehended the essence of winning without moves" Mo Yi continued to attack quickly, but he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, looking at Zhang Sanfeng's moves.

He can also do Tai Chi magic skills, and he has been promoted to the top, but he can't do Zhang Sanfeng's general.

Zhang Sanfeng's hand seems to be a Tai Chi miracle, but it is not similar, his moves are arbitrary, and he can see through the tricks and moves, but he can't break the moves.

sighed in his heart, but Mo Yi's offensive was unabated, the attack speed was getting faster and faster, the true qi in his body was circulating rapidly, the sword style of Dugu Nine Swords, and the ghostly attack speed.

At this time, the efficacy of the Sunflower Treasure Book is truly reflected, and every move is full of afterimages, one word, that is, 'fast', fast to the extreme, fast to the peak.

"Ahh ”

Mo Yi shouted angrily and hurriedly stepped forward, his sword fingers kept waving, and he used one move after another.

Even Zhang Sanfeng was sweating a little, and his expression couldn't help but become solemn, and the Tai Chi energy around him became more and more dignified.

If someone is here, they can perceive the strength of the true qi inside, the mutual confrontation between the two, the opposing situation of equal strength, a Tai Chi strength, an invisible sword qi, each occupying one side.

"Dugu Nine Swords, Final Decision"

A sharp light flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and with one finger attacking, countless sword qi condensed and attacked towards Zhang Sanfeng.

"Tai Chi Shengong, Tai Chi Dao"

Zhang Sanfeng's expression moved, and as soon as his technique moved, it was like a Tai Chi yin and yang display, with one palm.

In an instant, the sword finger and the palm collided with each other, Mo Yi stepped forward, the sword pointed in Zhang Sanfeng's palm, the two of them collided with each other, and the true qi in the body continued to impact.

The two of them froze in place, both of them were solemnly instilled with true qi, which was already a competition of skillful internal skills.

Soon, there was a trace of white smoke rising above the heads of Mo Yi and Zhang Sanfeng, and the places where the two of them stood began to go down continuously.

Mo Yi's true qi is constantly consuming, but it is also constantly recovering, with the fusion of Yijin Sutra and Jiuyang Divine Skill, Mo Yi's internal strength is strong and recovers very quickly.

"Zhang Sanfeng's century-old pure yang skills, which should not be underestimated, can compete with me for so long"

Mo Yi secretly said in his heart, calmed his breath, and instilled all the true qi to compete with Zhang Sanfeng, but he was not in a hurry, the speed of the flow and impact of the true qi was extremely fast, and he was also at the point of suppressing Zhang Sanfeng.

In addition to the effect of the Yijin Sutra and Jiuyang Divine Skill, it is the Sunflower Treasure Book, which makes Mo Yi's true qi flow extremely fast, and can be quickly poured out, and the output of other people's internal forces is like a stream, and Mo Yi is a big river.

In this competition of internal strength, the two are basically comparable, because Zhang Sanfeng's century-old pure yang skill is not inferior to Mo Yi's majesty, and Zhang Sanfeng will also change the tendon meridian, although the Jiuyang divine skill will only be partial, but it also has the effect of restoring true qi, but it is not as fast as Mo Yi.

The only thing Zhang Sanfeng is in a weak position now is that the flow attack speed of the internal force is not as fast as Mo Yi, and as soon as Mo Yi's indecisive true qi is instilled, it is extremely ferocious.

"Bang... Boast... ”

With the sound of two voices, the doors and windows of this practice room were shattered and flew out.

All because of Mo Yi's true qi output with all his strength, and the faster flow, suppressed Zhang Sanfeng layer by layer, and constantly made Zhang Sanfeng regress to protect his skills, so as not to be defeated.

"Roar... ”

Mo Yi roared angrily, his true qi moved, and he pressed towards Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng is also a good martial arts player, experienced, quickly withdrew his internal strength, and then jumped backwards, and left the room with one hand.

And Mo Yi naturally attacked in a hurry, and also jumped out, stepping on the magic of the ever-changing method, with the speed of the sunflower treasure book, the ghostly attack, the sword momentum is unabated, and the sword move attacks like a phantom.

The two flew out of the room, and there was another fight outside, although they suppressed Zhang Sanfeng before, but they couldn't break Zhang Sanfeng at this time.

Mo Yi attacked wildly while looking at Zhang Sanfeng's moves, every move was as he pleased, never thinking, attacking and defending, and the moves came out as he wished.

Then, Mo Yi's eyes seemed to have only the charm of Zhang Sanfeng's moves, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

"I see, I see, I see。。。。。 ”

Mo Yi roared, and then laughed wildly, the moves in his hand remained the same, but they seemed more natural, more casual, and the attacks were more rapid.

"Elevate me to the top" Mo Yi shouted angrily, and his sword moves kept attacking.

"Ding, to test the host's comprehension level, it costs six hundred points to improve, do you want to pay?"

"Payment"

Mo Yi said without hesitation, and then a sword move attacked Zhang Sanfeng.

"Ding, payment successful" The voice of the system sounded immediately, and the expression in Mo Yi's pupils also changed slightly.

"He has also comprehended this level of realm in his moves? no, a deeper comprehension."

Zhang Sanfeng's figure retreated slightly, at this time he felt that it was already difficult to deal with Mo Yi, Mo Yi's moves did not change in the slightest, but the attack was more casual, you don't know what move he wants to make at all.

There are even times when there are some other sword moves mixed in with the sword moves, as long as there are them, they can attack, and Mo Yi can attack at will.

"Sword intent, no sword is better than a sword, heaven and earth are swords"

Mo Yi took a stride, his eyes flashed with a boundless sword intent, a crazy sword intent, the sword commanded, the sword qi came out at will, even breaking Zhang Sanfeng's moves, breaking through his Tai Chi magic skills and preemptive defensive strength, pointing at Zhang Sanfeng's face door, agitating his robe.

"Hahaha, lost, lost"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the finger that stayed in front of him, couldn't help but stroke his gray beard, and couldn't help laughing.

"Zhang Zhenren, admit it" Mo Yi instantly withdrew his hand and said with a salute to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Xiaoyou has learned a lot in this duel, and so does Lao Dao, I don't want Xiaoyou's attack speed to be beyond Lao Dao's expectations," Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a slight smile and said.

"Ding。。。。。。 ”

"Ding。。。。。 ”

Immediately, the voices of the two systems echoed in Mo Yi's mind.