The old man's left sword finger was on Leng Qian's sword spine in a millimeter, Leng Qian's mouth hurt, the long sword was instantly taken off, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, and he hurriedly totoed a little and retreated backwards. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old man held his long sword and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng's face turned even paler, and there was no sword in the scabbard on Qingfeng's waist standing behind him.

The old man said: "I have admired the name of Zhang Zhenren for a long time, but I didn't expect to fight with real people like this." ”

Zhang Sanfeng's face froze and he didn't speak.

Leng Qian only reacted at this time, it turned out that his life was saved by Zhang Sanfeng, and he hurriedly bowed down and bowed: "Leng Qian thanks Zhang Zhenren for saving his life." ”

"Ah Da, don't rub it any longer, the county lord's order has come, and the battle will be resolved quickly. Jin Si shouted, and at the same time ran over to this side.

"Zhang Sanfeng, let me weigh what your means are?" Jin Si pounced on Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng's face tightened, he stood in place and did not move, and put on a starting hand of Taijiquan.

In the hall, the people in the Tartar court, who were originally looking lively, pulled out their weapons in an instant and attacked the third and fourth generations of disciples of Wudang Mountain.

Yu Daiyan shouted: "Thief, dare you?" but he couldn't act, so he could only be in a hurry.

"Tartar lackey, An dared to offend Wu Tianwei, all of them died, died, died, died. ”

A thunderous voice suddenly came in from outside the hall, which shook the ears of everyone in the hall, and even Jin Si and Zhang Sanfeng also felt the strangeness in their ears.

The word "death" is really like the cry of death, when the first few sentences are said, the person is still halfway up the mountain, but when the word death is spoken, the person reaches the top of the mountain, and when the last word of death appears. Jin Si and Zhang Sanfeng felt their scalps tingle at the same time, as if they were being targeted by a peerless beast.

Zhang Wuji hurried slowly, and finally failed to catch up with the speed of the Tartars, and when he arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he found that the Tartar army had surrounded Wudang Mountain, he jumped over the encirclement of the Tartars, and hurriedly ran towards the mountain, just when he heard the horn of the Tartars' attack.

Hurriedly rushed up the mountain, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he saw that the two sides had already fought together, and he immediately discovered the emergency situation in the Sanqing Palace, and directly rushed towards the Sanqing Hall with all his strength.

As soon as he entered the hall, his divine sense immediately locked on Jin Si and the old man who was fighting with Leng Qian.

Zhang Sanfeng had already set up a posture, seeing Jin Si standing ten steps away with a sweaty head, his whole body was on guard but he didn't attack, thinking of the voice just now, his heart should not sound like Wudang's enemy from that voice, you don't attack just right, he slipped under his feet and slid towards the third and fourth generations of disciples who were forced to the northwest corner, the speed was extremely fast, Jin Si watched him slide away and didn't dare to stop it, but it was the pressure behind him that overwhelmed him, and he turned around slowly.

Leng Qian was engrossed, he had just walked on the death line, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless. But he suddenly found that the old man's body on the opposite side seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and his whole body was like a blister, and a large pool of water stains appeared on the ground.

Ah Da turned around with great difficulty, the shock in his heart was incomparable, he had never met such an opponent, just the mental coercion made him feel the breath of death.

Zhang Wuji rushed into the hall, without the slightest hesitation, he rushed directly towards Jin Si, the enemy in the hall was only one innate realm, and he didn't look for anyone.

A simple cannon fist slammed straight towards Jin Si's chest, but the shocking coercion was not canceled, Jin Si's face was full of bitterness and unwillingness, and he was ashamed to be bullied to such a state.

But the breath of death still made him burst out with the latent ability in the depths of his genes, and the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge resisted Zhang Wuji's pressure with all his might, and the true qi of his whole body gathered in his right arm, his right arm slowly raised, and a simple fist was finally punched out by him, hitting the King Kong Jin in the King Kong Fist.

It seemed like a snail's speed to him, but it was still fast for ordinary people.

Two simple fists collided together, "bang", the entire hall shook with the echo of the explosion, Jin Si's King Kong strength is the strongest kind of strength in Shaolin's foreign family skills, and it is also the most difficult strength to cultivate, there is only one "gang" word to describe it.

Zhang Wuji's cannon fist is needless to say, and the word "cannon" has exhausted everything.

The people in the hall were startled by this explosion, and the people who did not exchange hands immediately stopped their bodies and looked this way; the people who fought with each other also retreated from each other as if they had a heart, and looked at this side on guard; even Zhang Sanfeng also looked at this side.

I saw a tall young man standing calmly in the hall, his right fist still maintaining the posture of punching. A kilometer in front of him was shrouded in a mist of blood. Jin Si was outside the blood mist, his right arm disappeared entirely, his right shoulder disappeared partially, and his left hand pointed out one after another at his right shoulder, and his figure was still retreating sharply.

"Hiss" Everyone gasped, Jin Si was strong, and the people on the court side naturally couldn't understand it well, otherwise it would be impossible to let him be the head, but now he was punched in his right arm, and everyone's hearts trembled.

Wudang everyone, Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan also frowned, and their eyes were shocked.

This kind of exercise that blows the enemy's body with one punch, and the flesh and bones are turned into pieces is obviously not a righteous path exercise, Zhang Sanfeng has already guessed that the person who came may be the leader of the Ming Sect, even if the leader of the Ming Sect who cultivates such an evil and powerful martial arts is here to rescue Wudang, but it is really hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse for the martial arts.

In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng's mind passed a lot.

Zhang Wuji didn't care what others thought, it was time to fight, and he smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and said: "You are a member of the Vajra Gate, or the innate realm, you should go down and reunite with your senior brothers as soon as possible." ”

Jin Si's pale face was even more bloodless, and he hurriedly said, "What did you say? How do you know?"

"The Vajra Gate doesn't exist anymore, how do you say I know. Zhang Wuji had already stepped through the blood mist and approached him.

"No way. Jin Si categorically vetoed. It's just that the excitement in his eyes can't be hidden.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, it turned out that Zhang Wuji had arrived in front of him, only half a step away, and the half-step collapse fist appeared in the Wudang Sanqing Palace, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Wuji just suddenly arrived in front of Jin Si, but Jin Si suddenly flew backwards at great speed, and his whole body was almost folded, "Ah ......" slammed into the temple wall with a terrible scream, deeply embedded in the wall.