At the foot of Wudang Mountain, when Xiao Qiang and Lin Miao arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain, a cropper came here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At least, compared to people in the city now, this middle-aged man who looks like he is in his forties is a farmer. He is neither tall nor short, about 1.73 meters. He was wearing an off-white shirt that had been washed an unknown number of times, and the right side of a pair of gray trousers was rolled up by him, revealing a small knee. On his feet, he was wearing a pair of liberation shoes that could be bought at any convenience store in the countryside, and he was the kind without socks.

If there is anything latest on this man, it should be the hat he has on his head, and if it is not enough, this hat is not valuable, it is a straw hat.

The appearance of this middle-aged man here feels a bit out of place with the times, at least, very out of place in this era full of modernity.

There were many tourists and pedestrians around, many of whom looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a farmer, and some even pointed at him.

The middle-aged man ignored those strange eyes, his face looked very thick with a little helplessness, looked up at the direction of the top of Wudang Mountain, and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "It's really a troublesome thing, why did the master accept a person from Wudang Mountain as a successor back then, and caused so many troubles, this time it has been out for so long, and the mother-in-law at home is afraid that she will die in a hurry." ”

Talking to himself, he seemed to be full of complaints and complaints about this visit to Wudang Mountain, and he was very reluctant, but this crop man still took a firm and resolute step and still walked towards the top of the mountain.

When he came to the top of the mountain, the farmer looked at the sign in front of him that prohibited traffic, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one guarding it, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange, so he carefully crossed the sign prohibiting traffic and continued to walk in the direction of Zixiao Palace.

Along the way, he was vigilant about the situation around him, and he was afraid that a master of the Wudang faction would jump out and do something to him, but nothing happened after walking for a long time, and he didn't even see a ghost.

"It's strange!" The crop man frowned, feeling a little strange, how could such a big martial arts sect as the Wudang Sect not even have an inner disciple guarding and patrolling?

With curiosity, the middle-aged man couldn't help but speed up his pace slightly, and came to the Zixiao Palace not far away, and finally heard some abnormal noises, his ears were very smart, and he soon heard some different sounds, and couldn't help but be more curious, and his steps were faster, but in a moment, he came to the square outside the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

There are a lot of people here, no, a lot of Taoist priests to be exact, but most of these Taoist priests seem to be injured, and they are all slightly injured, but basically they are all injured.

The priests surrounded the small square in front of them, where a young man was engaged in a fight with an old Taoist with a goatee.

Creak!

A golden light flashed in the farmer's eyes, staring at the young man, he was not looking at the young man's movements, but at the young man's body, looking at the momentum of the young man's body.

It was as if his eyes could see through the structure of the young man's body, and he could see the breath flowing inside the other man's body and the way those breaths were wandering.

The two people fighting in the field were Xiao Qiang and Zishan Zhenren.

Lin Miao sat on the ground resting, his whole body was soaked with sweat, not only sweat, but actually a lot of blood. Not only that, one of this guy's arms naturally drooped, and at first glance, he was unloaded, and his handsome face was bruised in many places, and it seemed that he had been beaten.

In fact, Lin Miao was indeed beaten, and he was defeated by Zishan Zhenren.

Now that Xiao Qiang and Zishan are really fighting, it can be regarded as He Linmiao's wheel battle against Zishan.

But even so, Zishan Zhenren is also able to walk outside Xiao Qiang's fierce offensive with ease, his pace is light and agile, his shot is like an immortal Taoist, quite a feeling of immortal wind and bones, but every time he strikes, he can block Xiao's unstoppable violent blow, and in that understatement, a terrifying force broke out to suppress Xiao Qiang's violent force.

If Xiao Qiang is compared to a fierce wolf, then Zishan Zhenren is more like a male lion.

It's too strong!

Xiao Qiang can be sure that the inner family cultivation realm of this Purple Mountain real person is definitely at the same level as Guan Yunfei.

And among this huge Wudang faction, in addition to the real people of Zishan, there are seven or eight old guys watching the excitement on the sidelines.

When Lin Miao was easily put down by Zishan Zhenren, although Xiao Qiang rushed up and did it with momentum, he knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would run away in vain today, he had never underestimated the Wudang faction, but he found that he still underestimated the Wudang faction too much, and these real internal boxing masters of the Wudang faction were really not in vain.

However, although Xiao Qiang and Lin Miao were extremely surprised in their hearts, those people from the Wudang Sect were even more surprised than the two of them. Whether it was the younger generation who had been put down by the two of them before, or those real internal boxing masters such as Ziyi who didn't make a move and only watched the battle from the sidelines, they were all shocked by the two young people who broke into Wudang Mountain today.

These two young men looked to be in their early twenties, but it was surprising that their combat power, the power they controlled, was so strong.

Especially Ziyi and other old Taoist priests of the older generation, the more they look at it at the moment, the more frightened they become.

Those younger generations of Wudang faction may not be able to see the foundation, but Ziyi and them are clear. It seems that Zishan Zhenren has an absolute advantage against Xiao Qiang, and he seems to be at ease, while Xiao Qiang has already attacked desperately.

But the actual situation is that it is difficult for Zishan Zhenren to fight back.

In other words, Zishan Zhenren has actually been forced to the point of danger by Xiao Qiang, but he is a person who has cultivated his kung fu after all, so under Xiao Qiang's attack, he still seems to be at ease and out of the ordinary.

"This son has a long breath, I thought he would not be able to support it a long time ago, and he would be taken down by Senior Brother Zishan, but I didn't expect him to support it for so long. Ziyue Zhenren said with a solemn face.

A Taoist priest next to her also looked shocked: "I guessed that he would be defeated before ten moves, but I didn't expect him to become more and more brave the more he fought." ”

"Have you noticed it, this son is also a master of the house, and his inner breath is endless, as if it is an inexhaustible feeling, and the dark energy technique is also very weird, this explosive attack reminds me of a person. ”

"Guan Yunfei?" Another veteran looked surprised, and his expression became a little solemn: "This Guan Yunfei is a great character. It's just that I've never heard of him taking in such a young disciple. Moreover, this kid's inner family breath is so long and continuous, but it is somewhat similar to our inner family atmosphere. ”

Zi Yi glanced at this person, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Second junior brother, you can also see it?"

As soon as Zi Yi said this, the rest of the old Taoists all changed color, and one of them couldn't help but exclaim: "This kid is coming for Xu Fengyi, is he also the Xu family, or is he a disciple of Xu Tianhe who has cultivated our Ziyang True Scripture?"

The odds are just too great!

In the eyes of these masters of the Wudang faction, Xiao Qiang's internal breath is long, and it is extremely similar to the technique of Wudang and other Taoist tuna, but it is not like it comes from the authentic Zhengyi and Lushan faction, but it is extremely similar to the internal breath cultivated by their Wudang faction's cultivation secret method, combined with Xiao Qiang's coming to rescue Xu Fengyi, and Xu Tianhe took away the Ziyang True Scripture back then, they instinctively doubted.

"Broken!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking in the field, and I saw that the Zishan real person suddenly stood on the ground with both feet, dismounted, and the marble floor on the ground shattered, and the old Tao suddenly slapped out with a palm.

In the void, the strong wind was flying, and a violent air flow was the first to shoot out, this was already the strongest blow of the master of the grandmaster realm, this state, Xiao Qiang had seen it from Guan Yunfei, and he had also seen it from Li Haoran, and even more from Shi Yongxing's confrontation with those god-level soldier kings.

The aura vortex of the master of the house!

Internal strength!

A kind of real inner atmosphere that is more condensed than the dark energy, and more vigorous.

Purple Mountain is really moving.

Ziyi's expression tightened, and she opened her mouth to stop, but it was too late.

Behind the group of Wudang disciples, the crop man's expression changed, revealing a dignified expression, and he suddenly took a step forward, and the Wudang inner disciples in front of him were inexplicably squeezed out of the way.