The ninth and twelfth moves will be the last two moves to decide the winner......

Ye Qingxuan and the three of them admired it in their hearts.

Wei Wuxuan and Zheng Zhantang both looked at each other as crystal clear, regardless of superiority, if they didn't compare to the end, the results of the battle would be difficult to predict.

Zheng Zhantang laughed and said, "There are still seven moves, Brother Wei, please!"

Ye Qingxuan was puzzled, since the automatic hand, Zheng Zhantang has been in a relaxed and natural posture, and suddenly his style has changed, his hands are open, his hands are like a bird's peck, and he poses in a frame posture, although it is beautiful and good-looking, it is too imposing, which is not in line with the mediocre and peaceful style of Confucianism, and violates the mind of Confucianism when facing the enemy, and takes the initiative to ask Wei Wuxian to make a move, which seems to be against his style. "Novel" novel chapters are updated the fastest

And surprisingly, Wei Wuxian not only did not make an overwhelming attack, but took back the giant tripod that pointed at Zheng Zhantang, carried it on his shoulders, and stood proudly.

A smile full of confidence floated from the corner of Wei Wuxian's mouth, and he said wildly: "Brother Zheng, don't be polite, please!"

Zheng Zhantang laughed and said, "Okay, what a Wei Wuxian!"

The ground vibrated the clothes and walked quickly, the hands were wrapped around a green and a yellow two colors of gangqi, cyan is proud, yellow is dry, withered and glorious depend on each other, prosperity and withering cycle, spring and autumn two changes, thousands of transformations, head-on towards Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxuan's eyes were full of wonder, and his eyes were staring deeply at the giant tripod across his chest, as if an old monk had settled down, ignoring Zheng Zhantang's unexpected methods and strange offensive methods.

Ye Qingxuan and the three of them all gasped in unison, thinking that if they changed their own fate, they would be at a loss at the moment.

Zheng Zhantang's face was neither sad nor joyful, and the blue and yellow colors of his hands reflected each other and transformed each other. It's like yin and yang. Erratic. Ye Qingxuan also felt that there was an invisible tree, from spring to autumn, the leaves fell one after another, from prosperity to withering, then withered branches sprouted, and then new leaves were drawn, from autumn to spring, from withering to glory......

The moment when the fallen leaves are scattered. It was also when the tender green sprouts on the branches emerged, and this withering and glory came at the same time, so that Ye Qingxuan could no longer distinguish what is true, what is false, what is false, and what is real?

The distance between two feet disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, there was another object on the same tree, which was Wei Wu's thick and unparalleled giant ding.

Until the moment when the blue and yellow colors of Gangqi came to his body, Wei Wuxuan moved sideways, swept away, swept the spring and autumn colors, and Zheng Zhantang slapped his body with both palms, and the fierce battle between the two began.

Two figures chase after each other in a small space. The rabbit eagle landed at an astonishing speed and moved because the sudu was too fast. At the same time, there seemed to be several pairs of figures fighting each other in the space, but the postures of both sides were still so calm and generous that did not fit the battle situation.

This is the strength of a true heavenly master!

Zheng Zhantang's hands are ever-changing, the virtual and the real correspond, quickly combined attacks, the blue and yellow colors burst and flashed, and his hands flew up and down like lively birds, as if they could drill into any gap, and clumsy with ingenuity was the means to deal with Wei Wuxuan's cumbersome giant ding, and launched a close-range attack on it like a shower, a gapless, and mercury-like melee attack.

Each part of the three-legged round tripod in Wei Wuxuan's hand has become a tool to defeat the enemy, and he can deal with the serial attacks launched by Zheng Zhantang in any way and position that people have never thought of.

The two sides made strange moves one after another, fast to fast, and there was no delay in between.

The offensive and defensive sides are both attacking and defending at will, and their compact and intense places imply a sense of ease and elegance, which is so brilliant that it is difficult to describe it in any words and pen and ink.

With Ye Qingxuan's eyesight, he also had to be dazzled, and he felt that he was working very hard to follow.

Ding, ding!

After two clear sounds, the person returned to the confrontation from afar, as if he had never moved his hand.

Zheng Zhantang put his hands behind his shoulders, and with a flick of his hand, the blue and yellow qi suddenly shattered, turning into a green and yellow butterfly flapping its wings and flying away. smiled and said: "Zheng Mou can't do it if he doesn't admire it, Brother Wei can actually block me with a single body, blocking more than a thousand tricks from me, so that I want to be cheeky and stubbornly point that Brother Wei has more than nine knives." ”

Ye Qingxuan and the others were amazed.

Wan Guotai sighed and said in a low voice: "This Zheng Zhantang has some bright and upright bearing, and he is worthy of being an outstanding master who is rare in a hundred years in the Confucian Academy......"

At this time, Jiang Shuihan rushed from outside, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but snort slightly, and said: "Big brother has an upright personality, don't be confused by this kind of appearance." ”

Ye Qingxuan said with a smile: "The best thing for Confucian people is to pretend, if they can't pretend, they haven't mastered the essence of Confucianism." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Sanada Ryuhiko and Jiang Shuihan and others were also very surprised.

Sanada Ryuhiko asked, "Isn't Confucianism's mind art the golden mean, but the way of pretending?"

"Exactly. What is the Spring and Autumn Period? This Confucius wrote history books, all in order to achieve the propaganda of his own political propositions and there were trade-offs, insinuations, concealments, only wrote what was beneficial to himself, unfavorable to himself, and did not even mention it, starting from Confucius Laoer, Confucian scholars began to know how to pretend, and don't blame Zhuangzi for mocking Confucian scholars as a group of hypocrites......" Ye Qingxuan said with a smile.

Everyone rolled their eyes in unison, ignoring Ye Qingxuan's crooked heresy.

At this time, Wei Wucheng replied with a smile: "Brother Zheng's false praise, it was Wei Wuguilt's eye-opening that was right. Brother Zheng's 'Spring and Autumn Brushwork' is really wonderful, and it is even more extreme in Brother Zheng's hands. Brother Zheng pay attention: Wei Wuxuan's fifth move is coming!"

Ye Qingxuan began to breathe a sigh of relief at this moment, and couldn't help but be addicted in his heart, the two top masters were all doing their best, such a good opportunity was really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so that several of them could steal from the two of them at the same time, and the benefits were so great that they had never imagined.

Airplanes!

Juding hummed......

Wei Wuxian held the bottom of the giant tripod with his right hand, raised the giant tripod to the top of his head, and stood with the posture of an overlord lifting the tripod, naturally giving birth to a huge and incomparable momentum, covering the opponent, even if he was not an insider, he also knew that when Wei Wuguilt Juding made another move, it would be an invincible, earth-shattering terrifying attack.

Zheng Zhantang still maintained a posture of holding his hands behind his back, and his eyes flashed, which was a sharpness that he had never seen since the automaton.

Wei Wuxuan didn't boast, he did have the ability to force Zheng Zhantang not to dare to repeat his old tricks, because he was until this moment. He didn't repeat his moves.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Juding dances in the wind and thunders.

一qiē can only be described in a quick word. It happens at high speeds that are difficult to see with the naked eye. Ye Qingxuan "felt" that while Wei Wuxuan waved the Juding again, the Juding had already left his hand and turned into a meteor that pierced the heavens and the earth, passing through the void of two zhang, and blasting towards Zheng Zhantang.

Ye Qingxuan and the others, who were far away from the window, felt that all the air currents and anger around them seemed to be sucked by Wei Wuxuan's earth-shattering move, and there was a terrifying smell of death and slaughter.

To deal with such a trick, it is still only hard to fight.

Wei Wuxuan wanted to force Zheng Zhantang to fight hard. Relying on his powerful moves and weapons to gain an advantage, even if he is as clever as Zheng Zhantang, he has no choice.

Ye Qingxuan knew that this fifth move was the beginning of the last five moves that followed, and Zheng Zhantang would never be allowed to have a chance to breathe, and the winner could be determined at any moment.

What shocked him even more was that Wei Wuxuan was unreservedly attacking with all his might, trying to defeat the other party.

Zheng Zhantang straightened his spine, the sleeves of his robe were windless, his eyebrows were open, and his form became extremely powerful, and he was not inferior to Wei Wuxuan, who was stronger than the gods, and punched out. Continuously made mysterious changes that were beyond any description, but it was a punch that slammed into the body of Juding.

Rumble!

Energetic and rolling.

The two of them retreated like an electric shock.

Zheng Zhantang retreated and returned. Bully forward.

Wei Wuxian's posture swirled, and Ju Ding swept his leg towards Zheng Zhantang, who was coming back.

This sixth move does not feel anything extraordinary, but it is so slow that it is unreasonable, but the viewer on the wall clearly grasps that Wei Wuxian's move is faster than slow, and it is clumsy, although there is no change, but it is ever-changing, like the infinity of heaven and earth, and the vastness of the universe has no limit.

Wei Wuxuan failed to overwhelm Zheng Zhantang in sudu and internal strength, so he changed to win with Juding's strange tricks and Haoran's great strength, and the strain was so wonderful that it was impressive.

Zheng Zhantang used ever-changing movements, as if advancing and retreating, wanting to go up and down, and his hands cast an unpredictable technique to meet Wei Wuxuan's seamless and unbridled blow.

Ye Qingxuan temporarily forgot the terrible consequences of Keneng, because he was already drunk with it

Zheng Zhantang's magic trick was really a remote attack in the air, between the opening and closing of his hands, countless gangqi turned into birds and sparrows, flying towards Wei Wuxuan, it seemed that he could not make any threat to Wei Wuxuan, but in essence, it was also a domineering move that could not affect and change Wei Wuxuan's unstoppable move.

However, each technique is based on the innate skills of perfection and humanization, hitting the giant tripod one step at a distance, weaving an invisible and solid qi net, like silkworm spinning silk, and the cocoon formed by this true qi slowly condensed, and it broke out at the moment of confrontation with the enemy's blade, and the time of the outbreak was the moment when this move was condensed to the strongest point, and the strongest point was against Wei Wuxian's killing move.

There are miraculous changes, and both sides have their own tricks and do their best.

Less eyesight, but also to see the leak.

Bang!

Zheng Zhantang's palms almost miraculously caught one of Wei Wuxian's giant ears, relying not on the true power of his palms, but on the cocoon of qi that converged into the palms of his palms, which just offset Wei Wu's domineering qi and achieved such a terrifying result.

Time seems to stand still, and the two masters are frozen against each other, as if they have become lifeless sculptures.

Just when Ye Qingxuan was holding his breath and couldn't figure out how many times the two had secretly clashed with his internal qi, Wei Wuxuan let out a long laugh, Ju Ding withdrew from Zheng Zhantang's palms, shook his hand, and threw it straight above his head, pointing straight to the night sky, and then jumped up, holding the two Ding feet with both hands, and smashed them down like lightning.

The seventh trick!

The seventh move of the two attacking each other had reached such a dangerous time to fight for their lives, and Wei Wuxuan's rivalry with the other party just now must have achieved an unimaginable advantage!

Ye Qingxuan's eyes widened, and his heart jerked up, worried about seeing the terrifying sight of Zheng Zhantang being slapped into a meatloaf by this blow. If Zheng Zhantang died, the clues that he had finally caught would be lost again.

And even if Zheng Zhantang has the ability to build heaven and earth, in such a situation, it is difficult to resist Wei Wuxuan's trick to pierce the world.

When the giant tripod smashed into a distance of a few feet in front of Zheng Zhantang, the situation that the people did not dare to borrow happened without warning, Zheng Zhantang was shocked, a tiger roar erupted, and the white light burst and gushed, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a white tiger, and suddenly turned to the side and jumped, with unimaginable dexterity. Missed Wei Wuguilt's trick by a fraction of a second. It's so amazing that people can't believe it. But it's true.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, centered on the place where Wei Wuxuan hit the ground, the cracks quickly spread outward, and the bursting qi blew the main hall into scattered places, as if there had never been such a house, and disappeared suddenly.

Ye Qingxuan and the other four were suddenly blown out like pieces of paper, and Jiang Shuihan, who was slightly weaker, spurted blood from his mouth and suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The crowd fell to the ground in astonishment. The night scene in the sky and the hundreds of good hands around them who were also shocked to the ground all appeared in front of me.

Zheng Zhantang flew back in the air, the silver-white Gengjin qi erupted, the slight tiger roar sounded in the air, the wind was like a knife, and several masters who were a little closer were blown to the sidelines, and the bones were gone, obviously it was a silver-white glory, but a gray aura was condensed on Zheng Zhantang's face, revealing a gloomy expression that had never been seen before. Said with a gloomy smile: "Brother Wei is really strong, and he actually forced him to use such a trick." How about the ten-trick covenant being invalidated? You and I will see life and death today!"

Everyone looked at Zheng Zhantang at this time with a shocked expression, and Zheng Zhantang, who had been calm and generous in the past, exuded a beast-like dangerous aura at this time, which no one had ever seen before......

What kind of martial arts is this, and what's going on?

Also showing a look of shock was Wei Wuxian, this Heavenly Peerless Master trembled for the first time, not only angry, but also excited......

"[White Tiger Shocking Divine Technique]!?Bastard, it turns out that you are the White Tiger, one of the six emperors of the Demon Gate!"

Wow

Exclamations erupted all around!

These people were still working hard for Zheng Zhantang before they arrived, and they didn't even worry about being hated by the imperial court, and the biggest reliance was that Zheng Zhantang had the support of Fengyi Pavilion behind him.

As long as Fengyi Pavilion does not give up Zheng Zhantang, even if he rebels, there will be a big market.

The only thing that is difficult to choose is the identity of the Demon Gate.

Zheng Zhantang is a person from the Demon Gate, no matter how respectful his status is in the Demon Gate, it is also a public enemy of martial arts, and taking refuge in Zheng Zhantang is taking refuge in the Demon Gate, and the price paid is to be the enemy of the entire martial arts, and even his family, relatives, friends, and teachers will be his enemies, and the price is too great, and it is by no means something that can be taken lightly.

As soon as Zheng Zhantang revealed the martial arts of the Demon Gate, many of his subordinates fell into a situation of great hesitation.

"Stop!"

In the crowd that was still fighting fiercely, there was a loud shout, a fight, a whirl, several figures flashed out, standing in one place, the leader was Tang Lin of the Tang Gate, Yang Poyun of the Divine Arrow Gate, and more than ten congenital masters behind him were all masters collected by Zheng Zhantang.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zheng Zhantang with an expression of disbelief.

The same figure flickered, and the three of Ruhua, Meng Yuanyun and Huangfu Taiming also fell and stood behind Ye Qingxuan, watching the changes in the situation in the field.

Yang Poyun in the crowd was a little annoyed and asked Zheng Zhantang, "Lord Zheng, I wonder if what Mr. Wei said just now is true?"

Zheng Zhantang stroked his long beard, glanced at him disdainfully, and asked lightly, "What words?"

"Your Excellency is the White Tiger Master, one of the Six Emperors of the Demon Gate......"

"Bold!" Zheng Zhantang had a bad feeling in his heart, and shouted angrily: "You dare to doubt your true appearance? I can sit in today's position, what kind of thorough investigation and test have I undergone, do you think the imperial court is stupid? Do you think that my senior brother, Yan Jingliu, the dean of the Confucian Academy, is stupid? Do you think that Zhuo Huifan, the pavilion master of Fengyi Pavilion, is also stupid? Could it be that these people will collude with the people of the Demon Sect? If others frame me like this, you will believe that I am not good at treating you in vain!"

The crowd around them once again buzzed with discussion.

Yang Poyun was scolded so much that he dared to take responsibility, no matter what Zheng Zhantang's identity was, Wei Wuxuan, as a master of heaven, would never be untargeted, and at this time, everyone saw the changes in Zheng Zhantang, this is indeed an incomparably evil martial arts, and it is definitely not the martial arts of Confucianism Academy.

Zheng Zhantang is so deeply hidden, if there is nothing weird, no one will believe it.

Rather than getting involved in this state of ambiguity, it is better to get out of it as soon as possible......

Yang Poyun turned the iron bow backwards, arched his hand towards Zheng Zhantang, and said: "Zheng Xiang is invited, the matter here is too complicated, although Yang is ordered by the master to assist Zheng Xiang, but at this moment, I believe that the elders in the sect dare not ask the ins and outs of the matter." Yang was incompetent, so he immediately reported the matter to the master, and there was no more conflict with Yang in this matter!"

After speaking, he bowed his hand to the surroundings, turned around and left!

Similarly, that Tang Lin is not a master who is willing to be used, with Yang Poyun as an example, he also arched his hand and retreated.

The withdrawal of the two most powerful masters in this crowd immediately triggered a chain effect, and from time to time some people in the surrounding crowd dropped their armor and blades and chose to leave.

Zheng Zhantang was trembling with anger at this time, but there was no way to stop it, because Wei Wuxian's qi machine was already firmly locked on his body, as long as he moved, it would inevitably attract Wei Wuxuan's thunderous attack.

Zheng Zhantang was very angry in his heart, the moment he just cast the [White Tiger Shocking Divine Technique], he already had the consciousness of being called broken, after all, this set of exercises is very famous in the martial arts, and it is imprinted in the terrifying memories of many sects, even if he has not seen it, he has a general understanding of the power of this exercise and the scene when it is used.

Zheng Zhantang had not used this set of exercises for at least decades, in order to keep his hard-won status over the years, and to practice the exercises of the Confucian Academy even harder, but he didn't expect that in the end, it would fall short.

Zheng Zhantang's anger can be imagined, and all the spearheads are undoubtedly pointed at the culprit Wei Wuxuan!

"Wei Wuxian, should you and I talk about gambling and fighting to life and death?" Zheng Zhantang said in a deep voice.

"Why do you need to do this?" Wei Wuxian was full of pride, and replied proudly: "There are still three moves in the ten-move covenant. Three tricks are enough to capture you traitor!" (To be continued......)

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