The people of the six major factions are still adjusting their own state, after all, it is a matter of life and death for the Demon Sect, and they can fight without blood, so they naturally have to seize the opportunity. The scene was really turbulent for a while, which made the surrounding air slightly distorted, and Ye Cheng couldn't stand it. Carrying the little Maza a little further away.

An hour later, the six major factions began to pranayama one after another and stood up. When he saw that Zhang Wuji was already standing calmly waiting for everyone, he was slightly shocked in his heart, "He is worthy of being a top master, the previous movement has made people feel palpitations all the time, and now he is ahead of everyone for so long, his breath is steady and strong, I am afraid that no one is his opponent alone, this time the demon is hanging" Everyone sighed in their hearts, but they didn't show it on their faces, they asked themselves if they didn't lose to anyone, how could they show cowardice before fighting, and be embarrassed?

Zhang Wuji saw that everyone had finished teasing, and he was not in a hurry. Just stood quietly in place and looked at the masters of the six major factions, his face was calm, there was no joy or sorrow, and there seemed to be a momentum surging from Zhang Wuji's body, making people lose before they fought.

The six major factions watched this scene, sighing that the hero was a teenager, and discussing who would be the first to appear.

The first one has a high probability of losing, so you can't send top masters and sect leaders. Since they cooperate to destroy demons, they naturally can't make people lose face, although everyone will not laugh at them, but if they spread it, the first one will lose, and they will inevitably not go. But it can't be too weak, and being seconded on the field is both embarrassing and can't test Zhang Wuji's strength.

After discussing for a long time, everyone decided that Shaolin Temple would be the first to appear, and Shaolin Temple should be cultivated both inside and outside, all of which are to be yang and strong, and it is best to test it.

Zhang Wuji saw that the person who came was Shaolin, and politely saluted. Although the five major factions forced his parents to death back then, this Shaolin said good things for him, and Zhang Wuji was carrying Jiuyang Divine Skill, which was from the hands of Shaolin monks, and this ceremony should be.

Shaolin Temple sent a middle-aged monk, in Shaolin Temple is one of the thirty-six rooms, and the status is also noble.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was so polite, the monk's eyes widened slightly, but he felt a little surprised, and hurriedly folded his hands, returned the salute, and spoke

"The poor monk has seen Zhang Shaoxia in his senses. Zhang Shaoxia, you talk extraordinary, treat people gently, but you are a handsome son, I don't know why you want to help plunder. The poor monk looks at the face of the young man is also a big chivalrous person, the so-called chivalrous man, for the country and the people, the poor monk also hopes that the young man will go down the mountain, the poor monk really doesn't want to fight with you. ”

After Zhang Wuji heard the enlightened monk finish speaking, he smiled. He could naturally hear that Jue really wanted to persuade him, and he never mentioned the relationship between Wudang and himself, which made him very useful, and he was naturally very happy in his heart. He arched his hand towards enlightenment, and said respectfully, "The master is serious, and he doesn't say that I am a great man." I think I can bear it, Mingjiao is kind to me, how can I be a great chivalrous person without repaying it. ”

The consciousness of this rhetorical question is speechless, but there is no annoyance or anger, and everyone has their own difficulties in life. He only thought it was Zhang Wuji, and he couldn't help himself. Why is it annoyed and angry?

Jue Wu nodded, and said with a smile, "Since persuasion is useless, the poor monk can only show his true skills to defeat Shaoxia, so that Shaoxia can turn back." It is inevitable that there will be some injuries between the competitions, and please don't take it to heart. The young man's skills are high and shocking, and the poor monk is not sure, so he should go all out. Please don't keep your hands on the young man, even if you fail, you will be defeated. After speaking, he picked up the true qi of his whole body and made a bold move, shook his hands into claws, stepped out of his feet and kicked up a large cloud of dust, and rushed to Zhang Wuji in the blink of an eye. Directly take Zhang Wuji's throat, as if he wants to defeat the enemy with one move.

When Zhang Wuji saw the master attacking, he didn't dare to be careless, and he also used his whole body's true qi to resist this blow. Seeing this, the master directly staggered his position without accident, and his movements were crisp and neat. Obviously, it was also expected that this blow would not have any success. It's just a temptation.

This temptation led him to a conclusion. The internal force is unfathomable, the move is calm and the purpose is clear, and there is no chance of victory. Of course, he did not lose his fighting spirit because of this, on the contrary, his desire to fight became more and more high.

"Now that the temptation is over, let's ask the master to help."

"Zhang Shaoxia is careful, the poor monk is going to move really, the poor monk's next move is the dragon claw hand, one of the seventy-two peerless Shaolin masters, please give advice" After saying that, he shook his hand into a claw and ran towards Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, and the internal force behind his luck began to attack, and everyone saw that Zhang Wuji actually shook hands like a Shaolin master. The two sides come and go, and the strong internal force collides with the surrounding air, making bursts of piercing explosions. The surrounding buildings, the ground became potholes, stirring up large clouds of dust, making it difficult for everyone to see what was going on inside. If someone could be in the center of the battlefield now, they would definitely be shocked, and the surrounding buildings were full of paw prints and footprints left by the two of them. One can imagine how fierce the battle was.

The dust became thicker and thicker, and the sound of fighting became more and more terrifying, but the six major factions could no longer see the battle situation inside, and could only judge the progress of the battle by listening to the sound of fighting.

As the six major factions calmed down, everyone realized in hindsight, "How can this Zhang Wuji be a Shaolin peerless dragon claw hand?" Could it be that Zhang Wuji has also entered Shaolin? Thinking of this, everyone's eyes looked at Shaolin. Most of the Shaolin side are also confused, but some top masters can still see a clue. Seeing that everyone's eyes looked over, the meaning of the inquiry was obvious, and he immediately explained, "Zhang Wuji is not a Shaolin dragon claw hand, but it can also be said to be a Shaolin dragon claw hand." This sentence obviously has contradictions, yes and no meaning, this sentence not only did not solve the puzzle, but also deepened everyone's doubts.

Everyone's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and some unkind people directly scolded angrily: "What do I mean by saying that you Shaolin bald donkeys, are you half-talking to play me?" If you don't explain it clearly today, don't blame the old man for asking you for a few tricks. ”

The person who spoke was the head of a sect and was notoriously short-tempered. It is said that there was a disciple in the sect who liked to speak only halfway, and he usually stopped telling stories and writing books until the climax, and he was willing to continue until the next day. This makes the disciples in the sect love and hate at the same time, and there is no way who can ask that disciple to write a book that is really wonderful.

But this act brought him death. This disciple is outstanding and has a lot of fans in the sect, including some sect elders. But none of them could change his behavior. Until one day, the head of the house heard that he wrote a good book, so he found a new book to read. This is incredible. It's really exciting. As time passed, the more I watched, the more fascinated I became, but suddenly the climax part was suddenly gone. He was so angry that he immediately called the disciple to ask about the content of the rest. When the head asked, as a disciple, of course he knew everything. However, it is because of habit that he is not dying, and when he said the climax, he suddenly came to a sentence that he wanted to know what was going on, please listen to the next time. The result can be imagined, the head of the house was furious on the spot, and he didn't even give him a chance to speak, and slapped him to death with one palm, not only that, but dragged him to the square and whipped the corpse in public. It is said that the cry of the sect that day shook the sky, and the fans cried heartbreakingly, and almost performed a live rebellion for the head of the sect. When the head of the sect saw this situation, he was even more about to cut it with a knife, if it wasn't for the sect elders to stop him, he didn't know if there was such a sect. You can imagine how bad this boss's temper is. After that incident, there was a strange rule in the sect.

Half-talking, half-storytelling, writing books often stop at the climax of Carvin's direct hacking.

As the old man's voice fell, the rest of the people suddenly found that the atmosphere on the scene began to become tense, and everyone hurriedly mediated, smiling bitterly in their hearts, don't start fighting on their side before the fight is over.

The Shaolin people obviously knew the temper of the master, but they were very good at talking, and after the mediation of everyone, they no longer took it to heart. continued to explain aloud, "Why do I say that, I think you have also discovered that something is wrong, Zhang Wuji's first shot is blocking, and the second shot of the dragon claw hand is the first move of consciousness, so ......" The senior monk was silent when he said this, and everyone was not stupid. Hearing this, I already understood that Zhang Wuji was imitating, which also explained why the people of Shaolin Temple said that Zhang Wuji's dragon claw hand was neither nor was.

Everyone frowned, Zhang Wuji was a little incomprehensible. Although it is an imitation, ninety percent of the imitations are similar. And he has an advantage in internal strength, how can this be played. Go home. The mood of the crowd dropped significantly for a while.

"Bang", "boom"

A loud crash sounded, and a figure sped out, breaking a pillar and falling to the ground.

As expected, it was the monk who broke the pillar.

Everyone hurriedly ran over to help him up, and the senior monk spat blood from his mouth and looked at Zhang Wuji in horror. If you don't make an opponent with Zhang Wuji, you will never know Zhang Wuji's terror. His dragon claw hand is not only eight or nine percent similar, it is simply beyond the original, and the monks now doubt whether they are using a fake dragon claw hand.

Ignoring the injury, Awakening got up and asked, "How can you know the dragon claw hand, if you want to say imitation, it shouldn't be so strong, the power is far more powerful than my genuine version." ”

Zhang Wuji didn't hide it when he heard this, and replied, "I have always explained that the sect is kind to me, in fact, this is the reason. ”

"Are you saying that you will imitate all kinds of martial arts, and even surpass the original because of Mingjiao?"

Zhang Wuji nodded, and continued: "I have practiced the Ming Sect Town Sect Exercises, and this is just one of the uses. ”

After hearing this, Enlightenment suddenly realized that he was convinced. The abbot of Shaolin Temple came forward to greet Zhang Wuji and then went down the mountain and left.

On the other side, after listening to Zhang Wuji's words, the people of the Ming Sect were completely excited. I see, no wonder Zhang Wuji will come to help Mingjiao. According to the rules of the Ming Sect, the one who practices the great shift is the leader of the Ming Sect. Everyone looked at Zhang Wuji excitedly, if it weren't for the wrong time now, everyone would want to kneel down and call the sect leader immediately.

The competition continued, and it was no surprise that except for Wudang and Emei, everyone else was defeated by their own mastery.

Next up is the Emei faction. Zhang Wuji stared at the head of Emei, the extermination master, breathing rapidly, struggling to suppress the hatred in his heart. Ye Cheng watched the current scene from a distance, threw the melon seeds in his hand into his mouth, chewed and walked towards Zhang Wuji.

(The first time I wrote a novel, it was really bad, there were two chapters where the protagonist didn't have a role, but fortunately, it was changed, and the next chapter will be back, forgive me.) Even if no one reads it, write it out)