After Zhao Mingyang clasped his fists and bowed, his right leg kicked and flew out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The stone of Lutei Mountain under the feet of info was suddenly made a dull loud noise under the force of the explosion. The martial idiot in mid-air pulled his right shoulder back and twisted his waist sideways, and his right fist roared towards Zhang Liang with a misty blue light.

Break the formation Xuanqing Gong and enter the formation hammer!

Zhang Liang's eyes were cold as he looked at the fist that suddenly broke through the air, and there was no panic in his heart. All in all, this is the third time he has faced the move of entering the hammer. The first time will dodge, relying on seven points of luck and three points of cleverness. The second time, because of Liu Hao's domineering realm urging, the ignorant Zhang Liang was extremely defeated.

After Liu Ritian's devilish special training, this time, Zhang Liang no longer had any fear.

In the midst of the lightning, Zhang Liang roared, and at the same time, his body twisted in the face of the attacking steel fist, driving his right arm to swing out. A brilliant red light flashed, and the four-foot-long ancient sword Chixiao was already in his hand, and he slashed at Zhao Mingyang's punch with great domineering.

While!

The sound of gold and iron was deafening. Zhao Mingyang's indomitable momentum was stopped by this sudden sword split, and Zhang Liang was reversed by this heavy blow, and then he unloaded the fierce force of the hammer.

No equal!

"Shhh I didn't expect Brother Zhang to progress so fast! "Yuan Mingqing was amazed when he watched from the sidelines." If you look at it as someone who doesn't know each other, you definitely don't believe that this kid didn't even have the Seven Grades Realm half a year ago. I don't know how Senior Brother Liu Hao practiced. ”

Zhuge Xi didn't bother to answer his words, but his eyes were full of light.

"Rejoice! Brother Zhang, pick me up again! Zhao Mingyang felt the stinging pain coming from the bone joint of his right hand, and laughed. I was so excited that I forgot to call my boss.

"Less nonsense, come on!" Zhang Liang is also full of confidence under the wrestling, and he is extremely happy that he can take this move with dignity.

Zhao Mingyang also stopped talking, and walked up close to him with an arrow step. The excited martial idiot Shuanglong went out to sea and smashed the opponent in the middle, and after seeing Zhang Liang's quick reaction to protect the front door, he took advantage of the situation and changed his arm to an elbow attack, and the eagle that was as solid as a collision angle went straight to the opponent's door. The big man bullied his body in the upper plate, and he was not idle in the lower plate, kicking his knees and smashing them from the bottom to the top like a drum hammer.

The earthquake and thunderbolt did not stop, and the drums of Kankan did not stop.

Zhao Mingyang's set of entangled fast fights that are as powerful as lightning and as urgent as a drum is one of the stunts in the Xuanqing Gong of Breaking the Formation - Flirting with the Drums. Zhang Liang suddenly felt that the pressure increased suddenly. The last time he faced this move, he was beaten like a human punching bag, and he was powerless to fight back. If it weren't for Zhao Mingyang's own fear and stopping, Zhang Liang might not have had time to control Chixiao for more than half a minute, and he would have been beaten into a broken pillow.

The flirting drum moves were born from the battlefield fighting skills, and the ancestors of the Zhao family integrated the secret method of breaking the formation Xuanqing Gong into it, and the power of hand-to-hand combat was amazing. In other words, if you are a little monk with Buddhist powers, you must also be able to deal with the enemy with your whole body, otherwise you will suffer a big loss if you are not careful.

Zhang Liang faced this trick for the second time, and he still didn't have any good way to deal with it. It can't go on like this! Zhang Liang calmly made a judgment. Zhang Liang, who had an idea, flashed in his eyes, and retreated five or six meters with a wrong step, and withdrew from the battle circle without a trace of fireworks.

Zhao Mingyang only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the opponent in his arms flashed a few meters away, and this strange body couldn't help but make his heart sink.

"Ho!" Yuan Mingqing's eyes widened suddenly.

"Step on the wind! is such a Zhang Liang, he even learned this trick. Zhuge Xi couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart, and shouted: "This is one of Liu Hao's unique tricks. ”

"Well, although the level is 108,000 miles off, the wind step is good." Yuan Mingqing's eyes burned, "Zhao Mingyang is difficult to do now, I don't want to be able to beat Brother Zhang who can step on the wind again." ”

Yuan Mingqing sighed at this, and Zhao Mingyang also realized it in his heart. If Zhang Liang can freely display this smart and abnormal body technique, then his kung fu of being short and dangerous will become an ornament. Since the drum is useless, the brute bull Zhao Wuzhi has to think of offensive strategies again.

Before he could come up with a suitable method, Zhang Liang turned against the guest and went lightly. The new Jin Si Zheng was still using the wind step that he had just mastered for a long time, and a sword had been handed to Zhao Mingyang's throat to put it mildly. Zhang Liang's blow was completely different from Zhao Mingyang's tsunami-like momentum, silent and fancy, but the danger in the sharp momentum coming from the tip of the sword did not lose half a point. The dignified edge was still a foot away from Zhao Mingyang, but he could already feel the stinging pain coming from his skin.

Although Zhao Mingyang was unwilling, he had to admit that this sword that was like an immortal guiding the way was not something that he could hard-catch head-on. It's not that Zhang Liang's level is really much higher than his second-grade realm, it's really that the Chixiao sword is too sharp. The brute bull's eyes were about to split, his tongue bloomed and he shouted angrily, and he turned sideways to avoid Zhang Liang's counterattack in a moment, and at the same time, when his body was staggered, he raised his left shoulder and hit Zhang Liang with a regretful mountain shock.

Yuan Mingqing already looked radiant, not at all like the original indifferent attitude. From the perspective of him, the first disciple of the Sutra Collection, this is only the cultivation of the character realm and the fighting reaction and skill ability embodied by Zhao Mingyang, who is the secretary of the outer mountains, and I am afraid that there are few martial arts people who are also in the second grade realm can compare. Such an outstanding young man is fully qualified to enter the elite symbol of the Fourth Mountain, the Sea and Mountain, but why is he just a miscellaneous servant who is not even an inner disciple. This made Yuan Mingqing really a little confused.

This move, Zhao Mingyang strives to win in defeat. After several fights, the martial idiot has realized that although Zhang Liang has made great progress, he still can't get rid of some shackles. The power of his ancient sword is amazing, but his physical fitness is still too far behind his own. Zhao Mingyang's eyes were different, he was completely sure that the opponent was eating his own sticky back, and he couldn't get up directly on the ground.

Manniu's judgment was still unexpected.

Although Zhang Liang, whose situation had taken a turn for the worse, was a little surprised in his heart, he was not surprised. In other words, he has become accustomed to the situation where this advantage suddenly becomes a big disadvantage, and this habit is given by a certain second master in the world. Almost subconsciously, Zhang Liang's vacated body made a strange twist, and his left foot stepped on his right foot and floated out of thin air with force.

Zhao Mingyang suddenly lost his opponent, and the powerful impact made him stumble. This time, his heart sank even lower, and the stupid big man didn't expect that in this case, the opponent would still rely on his clever skills to calmly dodge. How can this be fought?

Zhao Mingyang was a little breathless in his heart, his ability was eaten to death by an extra footwork out of thin air. If the opponent retreats, he will be invincible, and if he advances, the long sword will be mighty. The face of the martial idiot was cloudy for a long time, and finally decided to show his housekeeping skills again.

Zhang Liang was not in a hurry to continue the attack, and he also watched with great interest as the opponent put on the Xuanqing armor that broke the formation. He still remembered that Liu Hao told him that last time he was able to pierce this Xuanqing Armor with a sword, most of the reason was because Zhao Mingyang didn't expect him to be a sword cultivator, and he only relied on the hardness of the Xuanqing Armor itself to defend, and put all his strength on offense.

This time again, Zhang Liang believes that the opponent will not be so careless. Sure enough, the Xuanqing armor on Zhao Mingyang's body exuded a blue light that fluctuated significantly, which was much richer than last time.

Zhao Mingyang, who was dressed in Xuanqing armor, was restless and calmed a lot. He knew better than anyone how extraordinary this armor was, and it wasn't just a hard set of armor. Zhao Mingyang closed his eyes and breathed a few breaths, and suddenly opened them again, and his firm eyes flashed with an inch of blue light. The martial idiot raised his legs and rushed over, starting a new round of attack again.

Zhang Liang's face was solemn, and when he faced this Xuanqing armor again after half a year, he still felt a sense of oppression beating in his heart.

Zhao Mingyang's body speed was more than three times faster than before, and in the blink of an eye, he approached, and the casserole-sized fist burst out with a bright blue light. Zhang Liang was not sure that he could get down, so he gritted his teeth and retreated here to avoid it. Zhao Mingyang seemed to have expected his opponent to make this choice, and he didn't stop to press it again if he missed a blow. Zhang Liang had just gotten out of half a breath before he was blocked by a shadowy fist.

"What a great armor!" Yuan Mingqing praised softly, "The kid of the Zhao family has actually taken advantage of this to keep up with the speed of stepping on the wind, and the strength and speed of his fist have also increased a lot. It's hard for Brother Zhang to do now. ”

"It's not that he is not good at learning, and he is half-witted, and he has lost the reputation of Liu Hao's younger brother as a master." Zhuge Xidao.

Zhang Liang really felt that it was very difficult to do, and in a hurry, he put Chixiao between his body and the opponent's fist, and reluctantly blocked this move. The tremendous force of the concussion flipped him over and rolled him in two laps in embarrassment.

Zhao Mingyang didn't take the opportunity to catch up, in his opinion, Zhang Liang couldn't catch this punch, and this competition was already different.

"Si Zheng, you are really strong." Zhao Mingyang stood with his hands in his hands and said with a sincere face, "If it weren't for my family's heirloom treasure armor, I would definitely not be an opponent." ”

Zhang Liang shook his head and stood up dizzily, and said with a wry smile: "I don't have a lot of weapons yet. That's it, the genuine second-grade realm is really tight. ”

Zhao Mingyang sighed heavily when he heard this, and the burden that had been pressing on him seemed to have finally been thrown off at this time. His eyes regained the confidence he once had, and he said with three points of joy: "Si Zheng, admit it." ”

Zhang Liang waved his hand again and again to indicate that it was okay, he looked strange and wanted to speak again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, I have learned a trick recently, and I haven't had time to use it with Liu Ritian." If Brother Zhao can。。。。。。 ”

Zhao Mingyang, a martial idiot, showed a look of excitement on his face when he heard this, and hurriedly picked up the words: "If Si Zheng still has a trick yet, he can just use it." ”

Zhang Liang nodded. He looked the stupid big one up and down again, and felt that it seemed that with this person's strength and the extremely powerful Xuanqing Armor, it should not be a problem for him to take this move that he hadn't figured out yet.

"Then be careful." Zhang Liang's expression became solemn, and he slowly raised the Chixiao in his hand above his head, and the blade of the sword was downward, which was quite like swinging the sword and cutting the abdomen.

Zhuge Xi was a little confused when he saw this strange posture, and couldn't help asking, "What is this kid doing?" ”

Yuan Mingqing shook his head suspiciously, with his knowledge, he had never seen what Zhang Liang wanted to do.

Zhao Mingyang also felt dazed, but he was still very vigilant and careful to guard against this move, after all, this should be Si Zheng's stunt at the bottom of the box.

"Yu has been serving the sword for thirty-two years, and he has gained some understanding."

"First, the big sword has no edge."

Zhang Liang's eyes were clear, and after chanting softly, he reversed the Chixiao Sword with the tail as the blade and slowly swung it out. An understatement action, Zhang Liang blushed and looked extremely difficult.

A sword swinged.

Zhao Mingyang, who was still a little confused before, suddenly felt a terrifying heartbeat. Where the red sky streaked by, the air seemed to have undergone a slight shock visible to the naked eye. The shock went from light to heavy, and in the blink of an eye, it quietly spread out towards the front fan.

Where the air waves rolled, the incomparably hard bluestone slabs were all stirred into powder!

Haishan disciples all know that this kind of bluestone slab can be used as a material for Haishan's enlightenment dojo because of its hardness. In the realm of Huang Ting, there is no breaking point.

Zhao Mingyang was cold, he knew that this kind of powerful trick was not something he could resist. The frightened bull tried to dodge, but was shocked to find that he was firmly pinned to the spot and could not move. This move was originally released at him, and Zhao Mingyang was destined to be unable to dodge it at the moment when the qi wave was formed.

The silent storm raged forward so quickly, and the power was completely beyond the expectations of the initiators.

Zhang Liang threw out his strength with a move, and at this time, he was paralyzed on the ground with a pale face, and shouted in a panic: "Hide!" ”

He didn't expect this move to be so powerful. Zhang Liang's heart was extremely bitter, he didn't want to kill his colleagues by mistake so inexplicably.

Zhao Mingyang's big face turned purple, and he still stood in place and couldn't move a bit.

"Oops!" Yuan Mingqing suddenly changed color, and he didn't have time to explain anything, and his dashing figure flashed out, stopping between the storm formed by Chixiao and Zhao Mingyang.

Yuan Mingqing stood with his head held high, holding out the distant storm with one hand, with a serious expression and a little persistence.

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. ”

After finishing speaking, a huge gust of wind and snow suddenly appeared, whistling past both sides of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and facing the storm of sword qi. The moment the wind and snow came into contact with the storm, Yuan Mingqing's face suddenly became bitter, and then he stretched out another hand.

"Brother Zhang, which horn are you pulling out of this weird trick, why are you so domineering!" Yuan Mingqing looked depressed, and couldn't help muttering. This silent storm of sword qi was quite difficult for him, the first disciple of the Sutra Collection, to deal with.

The storm raged furiously for five full minutes, and Yuan Mingqing also raised his arms to control the wind and snow that followed his words for five minutes, and poor him was already covered with fine beads of sweat on his face. Finally, the storm that had been silent suddenly made a dull sound, and it was immediately melted into the air by the mixed wind and snow.

"My mother! I'm exhausted. Yuan Mingqing breathed a long sigh of relief, and his arms trembled freely. He simply sat on the ground and gasped for air.

At this time, the martial arts scene was unrecognizable. The bluestone slab in the center of the field has long since disappeared, replaced by a huge pit about five feet deep. The surrounding walls were densely covered with tiny scratches, silently announcing the power of the storm just now.

Zhao Mingyang was completely stupid. He knew that if it weren't for this man in the sea and mountains who suddenly crossed in front of him, he would have been torn into countless pieces by the sword qi storm.

Zhuge Xi walked towards Zhang Liang, who was paralyzed on the ground, with a serious expression, and asked seriously, "Have you reached the Huang Ting Realm?" ”

Zhang Liang looked at the big pit in front of him blankly, and shook his head expressionlessly.

"Then how can this move be so powerful?"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang slowly turned his head to look at Zhuge Xi, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

If I knew it was so powerful, would I still release it? The conscience of heaven and earth, I have only mastered half of the trick.

Biluo Eight Style.

Zhang Liang finally realized what an amazing thing the cadre passed on to him.