When the people of Hongyun Dao heard the words "Liufang Baishi", they thought that he was praising Wudang, and they immediately smiled, and they looked at this young baby and became pleasing to the eye.

couldn't help but point out with a smug face: "Do you need to say this?" Sanfeng is a real scholar and a celestial person, what kind of learning is not a peerless study that has been passed down for centuries? For example......"

"Senior brother!"

Bai Shi broke off again, ignoring his aggrieved expression, his face was blue, and he was about to make a move with a shake of his long sword.

Huang Ye on the side stretched out his hand to stop him.

Although Bai Shi was dissatisfied, this person was the oldest person in Wudang today, so he had to stop and said suspiciously: "Senior brother? ”

Huang Ye thought thoughtfully: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Hua Kai no longer responded to him at this time, holding the hand of the "iron ball", suddenly swinging, soft as boneless, like a fish swimming in the water swinging its body, the "iron ball" that had gradually stopped, slowly rotated with his palm, and turned more and more urgently.

After a moment's effort, only a ball of silver light could be seen in his hand.

"Ha, I'm here to settle accounts today, but I'm not here to answer your questions. If you want to know what it means, let's talk about it! ”

"Bang!"

After speaking, his slowly swinging palm shook suddenly, and the "iron ball" was like being whipped by a giant whip, and suddenly shot out of his hand, crashing into the four elders of Wudang and the dozen second-generation first disciples.

"Not good! Dodge! ”

Looking at the power of the "iron ball", no one will think that this thing can't hurt people, I'm afraid that if it is really hit, it will be broken bones and tendons if it doesn't die.

Everyone immediately jumped up, and the figures scattered, but a few of the people behind were a little slower to react because their vision was blocked, and the "iron ball" flew in, and they couldn't dodge.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Some Wudang disciples saw the "iron ball" crashing into those people, and they all screamed.

Seeing that they couldn't dodge, they bit their teeth and secretly used their internal strength, so they wanted to block it with both hands.

For a long time, in fact, the "iron ball" was wrapped in a shocking momentum, whistling and flying, but in the blink of an eye, it was in front of several people.

Just when everyone thought they were going to collide, the "iron ball" suddenly stopped and suddenly stopped.

From extreme speed to extreme quiet, this change made many disciples with shallow skills feel bored in their hearts, and they almost vomited blood.

The "iron ball" paused, still slowly turning, and slowly falling in the air.

thought that this was the end, but the next scene was terrifying.

The "iron ball" did not fall to the ground, but slowly "sank" into the ground.

This is the gate of Wudang Mountain, with a radius of nearly 100 zhang all around, all of which are paved with hard bluestone.

It is not difficult for a master to leave a mark on a weapon.

But the "iron ball" in front of him was untouched, but it was just thrown out, not only was the force extremely ingenious, but it was also so terrifying that it was contained in it after taking off for so long.

At this time, the "iron ball" had already sunk into the ground.

This can not only be done with profound skills, but also with ingenuity, which is only seen in the world.

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone was still shocked, but when they saw that the young man with clever and terrifying means was laughing loudly again, in the eyes of everyone, he was proud of playing Wudang.

The four old disciples of Wudang gritted their teeth with hatred.

The man only stepped out slowly, as if he was strolling leisurely, laughing and walking step by step, and while his hands reached out, some disciples suddenly felt the long sword on his waist move, and no one screamed, spontaneously sheathed, and flew out.

Bearing his hands, a series of seventeen long swords came out of the sheath and flew towards the four elders of Wudang and the thirteen second-generation first disciples.

But it was not to hurt them, but like the iron ball just now, it shot in front of him, and then stopped castration, reversed the hilt of the sword, and slowly fell into their hands.

It's so hard that it's simply appalling.

"Hahahaha, you boast of being famous, let me see if you still have to pass on some skills of Zhang Zhenren, come on, let me lead the great array of peerless learning that is bullied by the public!"

His recklessness made the four elders of Wudang and the disciples hate, but they were not stupid after all, and these two hands alone were enough to make them recognize the facts.

The person in front of him is not easy to match, I am afraid that he is a great enemy far superior to the Jade Rakshasa.

didn't care about the sarcastic words in his mouth, the long sword in his hand shook, and the four elders of Wudang took the lead and made up their minds to strike first.

The Jade Rakshasa is also difficult to defeat our team, you are stronger than the Jade Rakshasa , how can you really win the alliance of my people? Do you really think you are the best in the world?

Bai Shi's thoughts flashed in his heart, he was most annoyed with Hua Kai, and as soon as he made a move, he was a seventy-two road serial life-killing sword.

A sword turns into light, one after another, one move after another, straight like the Yangtze River surging, the Yellow River dumping, the sea tide, looping back and forth, endless.

Move a chain, move to kill!

The rest of the people did not show mercy.

Huangye Dao people are the oldest and have the deepest skills.

Seeing that Shiraishi shot out in a rage, it was a life-killing sword, which was even more subtle than he used to be.

Nodding secretly, he didn't use a sword, he spread his body and responded to the enemy with another martial arts master.

Stepping on the nine palace gossip, circling around Hua Kai, his hands flickered with fists, one punch was as fast as a fist, and one palm was as fast as a palm.

In a moment's effort, it is already a speed over the flywheel of wind and fire, but the rules are not chaotic at all.

This palm method hides seventy-two hand points and unloading techniques, the point is the point point, the unloading is the unloading of the bones, the grandiose yin and ruthless coexistence, the odd is compatible, it is the Wudang palm mastery, the nine palace gods.

He wandered around, taking care of everyone, and from time to time he reached out with a punch or a palm, which was extremely tricky.

Hongyun Qingrong made another Wudang peerless swordsmanship that was comparable to the serial life-killing sword, called the Rouyun Sword Technique.

The sword moves lightly and smartly, soft and dense, one move after another, such as soft silk, and spring clouds are continuous.

It is one soft and one strong, one positive and one negative, complementing each other.

The combination of two swords multiplies the power.

The rest of the disciples also showed their mastery and hid mercilessly.

It's just that no matter how they preemptively attacked, they saw that Hua Kai was still not in a hurry.

When the sword comes, it dodges, and when it comes with the fist, it is blocked.

All around is sword qi and sword light, fist strength and palm power, but he has always been like a leisurely walk, wiping with his hands, attacking the sky, like falling on his body and blocking the fallen branches in front of him, he can be wiped clean with his hands.

"Haha!"

Hongyun suddenly laughed.

It turned out that the four elders of Wudang had a tacit understanding for many years, and seeing that this person seemed to be at ease with the joint efforts of everyone, he knew that if it went on like this, the situation would be worse.

When the eyes meet, they understand each other's meaning.

Huang Ye and Qing Rong hit a palm and a sword at the same time, and were gently brushed away by Hua Kai, Huang Ye turned his palm over and swept the long sword that Qing Rong was brushed back, and then cut it obliquely towards Hua Kai.

This came suddenly, and there were more than a dozen other sharp swords around him, Hua Kai seemed to be caught off guard, paused slightly, curled a finger, and flicked towards the sword body.

At this time, Hongyun laughed, stabbed with a sword, and shook out a sword flower, light and fluttering, white, like a cloud of clouds.

Hua Kai drew an arc, causing the sword to deflect the clouds, but several deadly sword lights suddenly appeared in the clouds, which were a series of life-killing swords stabbed by Baishi.

Just when a few people thought that the victory was in their hands, they saw Hua Kai smile lightly, sink his shoulders and elbows, pull his back with his chest, hold his left hand, and lead his right hand.

"Ahh

Hongyun shouted: "Senior brother, why did you stab me? ”

"Oops! Red Cloud, what are you doing! ”

Bai Shi also screamed in pain at the same time, he was slashed by a sword from Hongyun, right in the chest, but fortunately, he dodged in time, and only scratched a shallow wound.

"You unscrupulous descendants, open your eyes and take a good look at the evil deeds in your mouth!"

Hua Kai sneered, as before, his hands were round, slowly paddling, not in a hurry, and gentle.

The rest of the people heard the two screams in pain, and they were already secretly screaming badly, and wanted to leave.

It was too late, but the sick man's actions like old and weak stirred up the void, like an undercurrent.

A strong force of sucking and pulling caused their swords and fists to become uncontrollable.

Everyone was involuntarily sucked away by a huge force.

A few disciples thought that they couldn't resist, so they simply gave up stubborn resistance, but instead took advantage of this strong force to raise their swords and shoot away, wanting to let Hua Kai suffer the consequences.

But he didn't want his hands to be like holding a round ball, just turning slightly, even if he couldn't advance, he couldn't retreat.

All of a sudden, front and back, left and right, up and down, all of them were figures.

It was like there was an extra "human ball" around him.

Shiraishi was stuck in the air, struggling as hard as he could, but he couldn't advance or retreat, as if he had been crucified in the void.

When did he suffer such humiliation? I couldn't help but blush.

"Zhuo Yihang! The best friends you've made! Today, Wudang is full of humiliation, and it is all due to you, a good leader! ”

Like all the disciples, Zhuo Yihang, who was shocked by this scene, was suddenly awakened.

A disciple shouted, "Senior Brother in charge, you should make a quick move!" ”

They didn't think that the four elders of Wudang and the thirteen first disciples were defeated together, and Zhuo Yihang's martial arts were only between one of the four elders, even if they made a move, what would they do?

It's just that the dozen or so people with the highest martial arts in the sect have all been defeated, as a famous disciple, where have they suffered such a blow?

In a hurry, he just wanted to find a backbone, and naturally only Zhuo Yihang was left.

Zhuo Yihang immediately hesitated when he heard this.

It's just that Bai Shi's voice just now was too poignant, he had never seen Uncle Bai Shi like this, his eyes were split, and he almost wanted to cry blood.

I thought to myself, I just want to prevent the two parties from fighting again, not to deal with her brother, and then make amends with her afterwards.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth hard, pulled out his long sword, and flew out.

"Go ahead!"

Seeing this, Hua Kai smiled loudly, his shoulders shook suddenly, and his hands were divided.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ……

Seventeen people, including the four elders of Wudang, were suddenly shocked and scattered, falling to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground.

"Zhuo Yihang! You finally didn't have the pockets to get home, and you still have the courage to make a move, just let me try, you, the head of Wudang, have a little bit of Wudang true biography, how dare you bear my sister! ”