"The slanting wind and drizzle don't have to return!"

Since the crossing, Zhou Ning has heard the name of this trick many times, but this is the first time he has faced it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He took a deep breath, waited to move, his hands were relaxed and natural, and he took a Tai Chi fist posture, concentrating on this extremely terrifying move.

Zhang Yi's momentum is also constantly climbing, until he began to cut in, this climbed to the peak, this foot into the subtlety, coincidentally stepped on the weakest point of Zhou Ning's momentum, his right hand raised, turned into a sky full of starlight, like a shadow to Zhou Ning's whole body. At this moment, the dim backyard seemed to be illuminated by starlight.

In the face of this terrifying ground-level mastery of Huaxia martial arts, Zhou Ning's pupils were already reflected with a little starlight.

The yellow fallen leaves turned into detritus and splashed everywhere, Zhou Ning's hands were as if sealed, holding the door tightly, through the extremely keen true qi of longevity, he could vaguely capture the trajectory of "the oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return", this trick is worthy of the ground-level mastery, flickering left and right, up and down, which seems to contain countless mystical changes. Before the claw wind arrived, an astonishing force had already rushed towards it. The momentum of the roll was even more exciting, and the dead leaves turned around and reflected back.

In the face of the dead leaves flying all over the sky and falling in a row, Zhou Ning's messy hair in front of his forehead was blown high by the wind, and he pierced a adamantine posture, his right hand was wrapped upside down, and his left hand was pressed down, and there was an extremely elegant and chic "lazy clothes".

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and when he stepped in front of Zhou Ning, the shadow of the claw suddenly came with the starlight in the sky. This trick has no fireworks in her, and she is extremely leisurely and chic.

At the moment when the two of them intersected with their fists and feet, Zhou Ning's body suddenly spun sharply, stopped the momentum, shot back, and immediately bowed down, turning from an elegant and chic "lazy clothes" to a move "He Xiangu bounced his waist to offer wine and drunken steps", and his body was erratic and shuttled back and forth in the shadow of his claws.

This trick is extremely ingenious, but this trick "slanting wind and drizzle does not need to return" can be broken so simply, at this moment, Zhang still rose up and came to the top of his head.

Pressing down with both palms, it happened to be slapped on Zhou Ning's two palms.

Palms struck, and the momentum of this move "slanting wind and drizzle does not need to return" suddenly exploded, and countless claw shadows appeared, penetrating everywhere, and attacking Zhou Ning without gaps. A terrifying and terrifying energy invaded the body.

Zhou Ning only felt that his hands were as if he had been hit by a thousand catties of hammers, the qi and blood in his body were churning, he gritted his teeth slightly, and used the power of whirlwind to dissolve the energy that invaded the body, and made a hundred flowers wrong punch.

"It's amazing!" Zhang's eyes lit up, but he didn't stop, but the offensive became more and more fierce.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ning had already used his extremely fast iron bridge hand to resist more than a dozen claw strikes from Zhang Yi's real moves and changing angles.

"Peng!"

Zhang Yi's claws were exhausted, he volleyed in a somersault, and hit Zhou Ning's fists with his right foot.

A huge force hit his body, Zhou Ning only felt a sore numbness in his right hand, but he staggered back to this sudden kick and almost fell out of the circle.

Zhang was still in mid-air a dexterous roll, the swallow flew over like a whirlwind, using the follow-up trick of "the oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return", and suddenly the distance between the two was shortened again, the wide white robe sleeves were blown high by the evening breeze, and the right hand was full of energy, with the starry sky.

This is the real killer feature in "Slanting Wind and Drizzle Don't Have to Return".

"What should I do?"

Zhou Ning's face was heavy, and Zhang Yi's second half of the move, "The slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return", was incomparably mysterious, completely sealing his way of advance and retreat, even if he jumped up, it was still difficult to escape the net woven by this move.

And this time, the true qi of the longevity recipe will not work.

The shadow of the claw is like thunder, like lightning, the mysteries are complicated, and they attack suddenly, and even the true qi of the Immortal Recipe is difficult to capture her next move.

Is this the power of ground-level tricks?

Zhou Ning took a sharp breath of the true qi of the longevity formula, and tried his best to collect his mind. More than a dozen methods of breaking the move suddenly flashed in his mind, but they were all denied by him one by one. If it is hard-hitting, there is a chance that he will lose because he falls out of the circle.

"By the way, I can try to be static and move, and see abundance with emptiness!"

In a flash of thought, Zhou Ning's white martial arts robe swelled out, his face was solemn, the true qi of the Immortal Jue quietly ran all over his body, and with a turn of his hands, a figure of a yin and yang fish vaguely appeared in mid-air, and then, as the opponent's qi swept over, the fallen leaves were pulled by his fist, and gradually gathered together, turning into a withered yellow whirlpool, surrounding his side.

The wind became more and more urgent, and the whirlpool of withered yellow fallen leaves was pulled by Zhou Ning's Tai Chi fist, and gradually gathered into a round ball, dripping and spinning back and forth on the ground.

The above has been repeated for a long time, but in fact, it was only a moment, and at this moment, "the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return" with the momentum of the emperor, suddenly attacked.

"Taijiquan Sutra" has clouds: rigid is easy to break, soft can not last.

Zhou Ning didn't pay attention to the follow-up changes of this trick "oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return", his heart was calm, his body was relaxed, he let go of the eight sections and nine sections, and on the side of his body, he pushed his palms, and the palms containing the true qi of the longevity formula were closed and released, and a non-black and non-white whirling force had been sticking to the qi that Zhang was still bursting out.

"Bang bang!"

Listening to a series of energetic explosions, the withered yellow ball swirled more and more rapidly on the ground, Zhang still only felt that his offensive seemed to be trapped in a pool of stagnant water, and became stagnant, and when he was shocked in his heart, he had been seen by Zhou Ning with emptiness, and with the help of his strength, not only was his strength completely gone, but he was also staggered and fell out of the circle, and he was stunned for a while.

Zhou Ning let out a sigh of relief and arched his hand and said, "Accept." ”

"Cousin actually ...... Won that monster Zhang still? ”

On the side, Zhou Xiaopang was dumbfounded, and couldn't close his mouth for a long time. After a while, he twisted his thigh hard, not dreaming.

The same person is the Zhou family, he can easily recognize it, this is the ancestral Taijiquan of the Zhou family, and the Taiji Martial Arts Hall is named after it, but when can Taijiquan have this kind of power, and can actually win the terrified prefecture-level mastery of the Jianghu people with only a set of mediocre Taijiquan, "the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return"?

"You're really amazing!" Zhang still stood for a long time, not only was he not angry, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, "I'm going to come to you tomorrow to fight!" ”

"That gambling contract ......" Zhou Ning glanced at Zhang Yi with a smile and reminded, "It's just a joke, Miss Zhang doesn't have to mind." ”

"Stinky rascal." Thinking of the two hundred heels in the gambling contract, Zhang still glanced at his snow-white skirt, blushed, and finally snorted, and said: "I, Zhang still do what he says, and since I have agreed, I will never regret it." ”

Stretched out his hand and pointed at the little fat man Zhou Qin, and said angrily: "Little fat man, you turn my back for me, don't peek, otherwise I will beat you with peach blossoms all over your face." ”

The little fat man glanced at Zhou Ning, then at Zhang Yi, and finally turned around with a face full of grievances.

Zhang still gritted her silver teeth, and finally turned her head honestly, her heel turned quickly, and her skirt flew up and down like a butterfly.