"Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, everything on TV says so." Xu Qing opened his mouth to answer without thinking, this question is basically not difficult, there are too many film and television dramas about Zhang Sanfeng, in fact, many of them introduce the process of his creation of Taijiquan.

Wang Tiangang smiled and said: "Even if you kid still have a little knowledge, then do you know Zhang Sanfeng's common name?" ”

Xu Qing didn't want to open his mouth and came: "Zhang Junbao, I heard that he used to be a Shaolin disciple. ”

Wang Tiangang seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, and said with a smile: "Actually, Zhang Junbao even saved the character when he walked in the world, and directly used Junbao as his name, now you understand, right?" ”

Xu Qing was slightly stunned, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you understand, it's just a matter of relying on, the Jun family is the descendant left by Zhang Junbao in the world, which is also bloody." ”

Wang Tiangang's eyes puffed out and said, "What kind of dog blood?" Taoist priests can marry wives and have children, regardless of generation, the old man is still the great-grandson of Zhang Sanfeng's relatives, and the real Taijiquan is handed down by Sanfeng Zhenren. ”

Xu Qing was about to speak, but Jun Mo moved over there, he pushed it with both hands in front of his chest, and settled down again, this time the movement was a bit big, and his body leaned forward forty-five degrees.

Yu Zixu's arms moved, punch after punch and blasted out of the air, bang bang - the air was hit so that a series of explosions could be heard, even the mountain could be heard clearly, in Xu Qing's eyes, he saw a ball of purple energy rushing towards the circle of qi pushed out by Jun Lao one after another, but when he approached, he was swept around by a magical centrifugal force.

The energy launched by Jun Lao formed a dark cyan ring in mid-air, and quickly flew towards Yu Zixu's chest, this guy's eyes suddenly froze, and he grabbed something from behind him and threw it towards the ring.

The thing was round and covered with a layer of hair, and it turned out to be a human head with a pale face, this human head flew to the center of the qi ring and exploded, and the violent tension suddenly shook the dark cyan qi circle, and Jun Mogui's body on the opposite side trembled in vain, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

The head of the walking corpse was originally taken by Yu Zixu, and it can be used as a bomb, and it can even be said that it is better than a bomb.

"Boom! Old man, if we continue to fight like this, we will definitely end up losing both, why don't we take a step back and give up? ”

Yu Zixu's voice is like a night owl crying, sharp and piercing, which makes people feel like scratching the glass with a blunt object.

Jun Mogui didn't answer, his palms hugged his chest, as if holding a void ball, his waist leaned back, his entire upper body rotated at a constant speed, and his palms pushed forward, as if pushing out the round ball he was holding in his chest.

Disheveled!

A muffled sound like a defeat came out, and Old Man Jun actually began to gasp for breath, his eyes staring at the other side, as if waiting for something.

Yu Zixu sneered: "Old horseman, since you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end." As he spoke, the momentum had reached his chest, and he unhurriedly stretched his palms forward, as if he had lifted something, and suddenly flew backwards with a strange scream, as if he had suddenly been punched in the chest, and flew five meters upside down before falling heavily in a parabola, and his body moved twice and remained silent.

"Good!" Wang Tiangang couldn't help but drink his body color, leaned forward and was about to rush out, but Xu Qing reached out in vain and grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice: "Don't be busy, this matter is not so simple!" ”