The situation on the field changed dramatically.

Wang Cheng and Lu Weihong, as well as the two monks Wukong and Yongcheng who were fighting, all stopped at the same time with a tacit understanding, and each took a step back vigilantly, trying to figure out the situation before continuing.

After all, it was difficult for both sides to completely defeat their opponents for a while.

Wang Cheng hurriedly looked back and saw that his master, Daoist Changhe, looked safe and sound on the roof of the car, majestic, like a thunder god, and he was relieved in his heart, knowing that his side had won.

On the opposite car, Yang Ping Zhenren's whole person fell into the compartment cover, smashing the front part of the car flat, and the front two tires were crushed by the huge force, and two streams of dust were stirred up in the roar.

Cracks can then be seen throughout the car, extending throughout the car.

In the next breath, the car, which was also a military off-road vehicle modification, completely fell apart, making a crunch sound, and then the two axles of the chassis fell off, the four wheels rolled out, and the doors and other parts fell off the car......

The Taoist priest Changhe stood on the roof of the car, condescendingly looked at the real person of Yangping who was lying there and seemed to be unconscious, and shouted, "Yangping, are you guilty?"

This questioning still exploded like thunder, impacting the past, shaking Yangping and the entire car again.

The two monks Wukong and Yongcheng, who were standing in front of the car, also hurriedly stepped off their horses to resist, and their expressions were extremely ugly and embarrassed. They knew that the failure of their operation was a foregone conclusion, and the two of them were powerless to recover it on their own.

They miscalculated, and there were serious mistakes in the estimation of the strength of Wang Cheng and Changhe Daoist, and the strength of the master and apprentice obviously exceeded the upper limit of the world's perception of the two.

"Poof......

Yang Ping Zhenren couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of sticky blood again. The body can't move. Looking at the Changhe Taoist priest, he said with difficulty: "Changhe." You...... You...... You ......"

He stared at Changhe, and his face lifted his breath several times, and he wanted to say this sentence, but after all, his breath was temporarily depleted, and he couldn't lift it in one breath, and he couldn't say this sentence, and he fell unconscious all of a sudden, lying there without movement. Only a faint breath remained.

The Changhe Taoist snorted coldly at Yangping Zhenren and said coldly: "It is always my subordinate who is defeated." After speaking, he didn't see his strength, so he jumped off the roof of the car, smashed on the ground like a meteorite, made a muffled sound, and stepped on the ground with two clear footprints, looking at Wukong and Yongcheng on the opposite side with a majestic and murderous gaze.

Wang Cheng and Lu Weihong also followed the footsteps, and their eyes looked at each other very unkindly. The two stood on both sides of the Changhe Taoist priest, with a momentum like a rainbow. oppressed the two monks opposite.

Wukong and Monk Yongcheng both looked extremely serious, but no one dared to make a move. Once you do it, you will die.

Yongcheng stepped forward, folded his hands, and said to Daoist Changhe: "Changhe, do you remember that you promised my senior brother a condition back then. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest stopped, and his eyes shot at the other party like electricity, so that Yongcheng didn't dare to look at each other at all, so he could only lower his head to avoid it. Changhe looked at Yongcheng and said in a deep voice: "I did promise Yongcheng a condition. However, you have gone so far this time, and the favor that Yongwen gave me back then is not so great that it can offset your sins. ”

Indeed, now the two sides are almost a life-and-death enmity, either you die or I die, one favor for two lives, that has to be a great favor.

Obviously, the Taoist priest of Changhe did not owe Shaolin Tianda a favor.

Wang Cheng also said with a murderous aura: "Wukong, you all remember what I said today. In my lifetime, I will definitely set foot on the Shaomuro Mountain Daxiong Treasure Hall, so that all you monks will prostrate under my feet. ”

Monk Wukong's breath condensed instantly, his fists were clenched, his face turned red, his heart burned with anger, and he couldn't help but make a move.

Yongcheng hurriedly pressed it, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was very nervous in his heart, and said to the Changhe Taoist priest: "What do you want to do with the Changhe, you can't kill us!"

He said this without fear.

However, he apparently did not understand the current situation.

I saw that the Changhe Taoist made a move in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, it was directly the most powerful Thunder God Hammer Method. I saw him punch out, and it was a thunderous aura flashing with white light, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the two monks, Yongcheng and Wukong.

The two monks were immediately shocked. Yongcheng knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't have time to explain anything, so the two hurriedly took action and joined forces to resist this thunderous energy.

Rumble......

The two of them made a steady move, and Shaolin's unique force unloading method shot, and the moment the palm touched the thunder gangqi, a thunderous roar erupted.

It was the first time for Wang Cheng to look at Wusheng Mountain's unique strength and strength so closely, and the moment he saw that Monk Wukong and Monk Yongcheng came into contact, the muscles all over his body trembled, including the muscles on his face, and then the qi and blood in his body would collapse, and he would naturally not be able to accumulate strength to resist.

Therefore, it was just a moment of effort, and the master of Shaolin Temple was defeated by the Changhe Taoist without any resistance.

Moreover, he was defeated by the Lei Jin Gang Qi of the Changhe Taoist Priest's Tiangang Fist Technique, and he didn't even have a substantive fight.

The difference in strength between the two sides is almost incalculable.

It was also at this time that Wang Cheng knew that not only had his own strength improved by leaps and bounds in the recent period, but also that the strength of his master Changhe Taoist had also made great strides at the same time, and the growth rate was still above himself, and he had almost stepped into the ranks of world-class top masters.

Glancing at the master deeply, the worry in Wang Cheng's eyes flashed.

He knew that if the master wanted to improve his strength, he would have to pay a lot of price.

Bang, bang......

With two muffled sounds, Monk Wukong and Monk Yongcheng were suddenly beaten out by this thunderous energy, and fell into the pile of car parts, all of them were embarrassed, the monk's robe was shattered, and there was still a trace of trembling and paralysis in the muscles of the body, and there was a look of horror on their faces and eyes.

This kind of eruption will paralyze people's muscles all over the body, and the qi and blood will collapse, and they can't think of how to resist it.

One touch. Then the thunder will spread throughout the body. The muscles of the whole body tremble and paralyze. Qi and blood also stagnated. Doesn't that mean that the Changhe Taoist priest is invincible in the world at this moment?

Both monks regretted the operation a little.

In fact, the golden bell jar in the Shaolin 72 stunts has been practiced to the realm of Dacheng, and the physical fitness has been greatly improved, and the qi and blood run through every part of the body, which can resist the impact of thunder on the muscles and blood.

It's a pity that neither of the two monks here has practiced.

"Poof!"

Monk Yongcheng spit out a mouthful of blood with one mouth, and this mouthful of blood also spit out the thunder in the qi and blood in his body. He felt a lot more comfortable, and then said hurriedly: "Changhe, I, I didn't mean that. I mean, we didn't mean to kill you in the first place, we just wanted to talk to you about the religious office...... So, for now, I ask your men to be merciful...... We were also bewitched by Yangping, and he personally went up to Shaomuro Mountain to persuade the host of the inner gate......"

The eyes of the Changhe Daoist shone brightly, and he asked, "Joining forces with Longhu Mountain is what your inner door host means?"

Monk Yongcheng hurriedly shook his head. I couldn't admit it, and said, "No." It's not what we Shaolin meant, it's Longhu Mountain that paid the price and asked us to take action. ”

"That's the same. ”

Changhe naturally had his own judgment, no longer listened to Yongcheng's words, waved his hand, and shouted: "Today's matter, I will write it down for the time being, and I will not kill you." You go back and tell Yongwen, me and you Shaolin from now on, there is only hatred, if there is a next time, I will kill as many as I come. ”

A trace of joy flashed on Yongcheng's face, and he didn't care about anything else, he would survive first, and hurriedly said, "Thank you for the grace of the Taoist Commander not to kill." ”

Daoist Changhe glanced at his apprentice Wang Cheng, then turned around and got into the car to sit in the back seat.

Lu Weihong also had a feeling of coming back to his senses at the moment, there was a sense of déjà vu as if he was watching a mythological film, and he was still constantly replaying the thunderous move made by the Taoist priest Changhe just now, which was so strong and cool that he had no friends.

Monk Wukong had been sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, looking at the ground with stunned eyes, his face full of unwillingness and anger. But he didn't dare to speak, for fear that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would anger the Changhe Taoist priest, and then let both of them die here!

In the end, Wukong just glared at Wang Cheng fiercely, and still didn't say a word.

However, Wang Cheng opened his mouth and said: "Wukong, next time, if my master doesn't kill you, I will personally take your life." ”

After saying that, he ignored Monk Wukong's anger and turned around and got into the car, there was no need to spend more time here.

It's getting dark now, so hurry up to get to your place of stay before dark.

Lu Weihong, as the driver, only came to his senses when he saw Wang Cheng get into the car, hurriedly followed the car, and set off with the car, his hands holding the steering wheel were still a little trembling.

All the glass of the car was broken, and Lu Weihong could only slow down a little and drive very seriously.

Wang Cheng glanced back at his master worriedly and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Daoist Changhe opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Cheng, there was only a languishing look in his eyes, and then he continued to close his eyes, his chest rose and fell violently, but his breathing was imperceptible and a little weird. His voice was a little weak and said, "It's okay, you can rest assured, Lao Dao is still in good health." ”

Wang Cheng sighed and said in a low voice, "Master, you can't do this anymore. ”

Daoist Changhe showed a smile of relief, and then shook his head, and did not shy away from Lu Weihong, and said with his eyes closed: "Shaolin, the people of Longhu Mountain think that I can't do it anymore, and they are afraid that you will grow too fast, so they can't help but take action, and want to completely suppress my Martial Saint Mountain and swallow the results of this martial arts competition." You must remember to be careful and beware in the future, there are many enemies in my Martial Saint Mountain. ”

'I have to show strong enough now to make them feel good. Yangping has been abolished by me, the one from Longhu Mountain may be out of the mountain soon, and I have to do a fight with him before it is over. ”

Wang Cheng had already prepared for this in his heart, knowing that the struggle between the sects was either divided at a touch and each retained its strength, or it was fought to the end, and no one could leave halfway. He said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I have my own measure. Longhu Mountain, that is the master that Toyotomi Yoji went to challenge?"

Daoist Nagatsuru nodded, still with his eyes closed, and said in a solemn voice: "Toyotomi Yoji has failed to return to Japan, and it may be a year at most to hear about his death." The one in Dragon Tiger Mountain must also be injured, so I am not afraid of him for the time being. At our age, once there is an injury, there is no way to recover, so it is impossible for him to have peak strength again, and I now understand that the unity of the universe may not be his opponent. ”

Wang Cheng frowned and said, "Then what kind of boxing technique is he cultivating? Dragon Shape Fist and Tiger Shape Fist? But he has reached the realm of dragon and tiger fusion?"

Daoist Changhe shook his head and said, "No, his name is Yang Zhen, and what he cultivates is not pictographic boxing, it is the inner family boxing of the authentic Taoist sect, and it is the lineage of Zhuangzi back then." After the death of my master Xuan Ding Zhenren, he was called the first person in the Daomen. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he returned to Longhu Mountain to retreat and cultivate, and never went out of the mountain. And he hasn't been defeated for decades......"

Never lost?

Wang Cheng's heart sank, knowing that this was not ordinary, maybe it was a top peerless master like Wang Qiang and Qiu Shimin, and said worriedly: "Then master, if we don't fight him, it's okay?"

Daoist Changhe smiled and said, "This is fate, and it can't be avoided." However, don't worry, if it was a month ago, I would not have been his opponent, but in the future, the result may not be. ”

Wang Cheng knew where the master's confidence came from.

In the battle between Yang Zhen and Toyotomi Yang Er, both sides suffered huge losses, and they must not be able to recover after their strength declined.

However, the qi and blood of the Changhe Taoist are still at their peak, and they can still maintain the burning of qi and blood to continue to comprehend the more profound martial arts secrets of the Tiangang Fist Method, and there is still room for improvement in strength.

In the future, it is possible for the Changhe Taoist to defeat the Yangzhen Taoist of Longhu Mountain and take the title of the first master of the Dao Sect from his hands.

Wang Cheng wanted to persuade, but he couldn't speak.

Because, he knew that this was one of the greatest wishes of the master who had lived his life.

For two thousand years, since the establishment of Wusheng Mountain, it has almost represented Daomen martial arts, and the number one master of Daomen has been in Wusheng Mountain. Even Zhang Sanfeng, the invincible master of Wudang hundreds of years ago, never took away this title. However, after the death of Xuanding Zhenren, the master of the Changhe Taoist, the first master of the Daomen fell on the head of Longhu Mountain, which was also the first time in two thousand years.

In the hands of the Taoist priest of Changhe, the martial arts of Wusheng Mountain was almost broken, and the first place in the Daomen was lost, as well as the hatred of the country and the nation, and so on.

It can be said that many things have been pressed on the body of the Taoist priest of Changhe for a lifetime. In this way, it is extremely rare that he can still get to the present step by step, and his achievements are getting higher and higher.

If it were someone else, it would have been unbearable for a long time.

After accepting Wang Cheng as the heir, the inheritance of Wusheng Mountain is worry-free, and going to Daxue Mountain is also a matter of heart, and the only obsession left by the Taoist priest of Changhe is the thought of the first master of this sect.

Wang Cheng felt infinite respect and admiration for the master in his heart, but he was extremely bitter, and the corners of his eyes were moist, almost leaving tears. (To be continued.) )