The eighteen palms of the dragon were once known as the world's first masculine palms, Xiao Feng, Hong Qigong, Guo Jing, etc. are all famous for their mastery of the eighteen palms of the dragon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xiao Feng shocked the martial arts with eighteen palms of the dragon, and the Shaolin Temple won the battle of the heroes. Hong Qigong won the name of 'Northern Beggar' with the eighteen palms of the dragon. Guo Jing even resisted the Mongol army with the eighteen palms of the dragon, and defended Xiangyang for decades, and his reputation spread far and wide.

In the same way, in the hands of different people, the power used is also very different. Because the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the pinnacle of external skills, from the outside to the inside, the most fierce. Now in the hands of Qin Yun, a guy who has achieved physical refinement, the power is absolutely extraordinary, not inferior to any top palm technique in the world, and even more rigid and strong.

In a sense, the combination of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending and Qin Yun's Nine Xuanyuan Gong is simply a match made in heaven, just like a set of exercises from one source.

"Boom!"

The powerful palm power blasted towards these people like a withering and decaying force, and the strength was unstoppable. These dozens of burly men were like being hit by a twelve-level typhoon, and they crashed into the surroundings like cannonballs, without the slightest power to resist. There are also many people who have been directly shot into the air, and by the time they hit the ground, they are already motionless.

In an instant, the elite of these Yuan army prosperity troops suffered heavy losses, the number of dead accounted for eight or nine out of ten, and the rest were also seriously injured, and they couldn't stand up in a short time, so they could only watch Qin Yun's figure pass by.

Due to the urgency of time, Qin Yun didn't even glance at these people, and his figure swept directly towards the mountain, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, there was no one left, and only a messy scene remained.

Wudang Mountain, Taiji Palace.

Zhao Min used his identity as the leader of the Ming Sect to constantly play with Zhang Sanfeng, intending to use his power to suppress people, and use the safety of Song Yuanqiao and others and the survival of Wudang to force Zhang Sanfeng to make a choice.

However, Zhang Sanfeng is old and refined, constantly playing tricks, obviously he has been seriously injured, but he still does not enter, and the exchange of words not only made Zhao Min not get a little cheap, but the rhythm was faintly brought by this hundred-year-old man, which made Zhao Min feel bored.

This is still the second person after Qin Yun that makes her a little unpredictable, and she can't help but think of that hateful person again.

But Zhang Sanfeng's important Zhao Min knows very well that this is a key figure, and even a person who can decide the future of the world's major events, and there is no room for sloppiness. Her patience was gradually worn away, and she simply tried to see the dagger and directly forced her with strong means.

Zhao Minyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since Zhang Zhenren is so stubborn, let's not talk about it for the time being, please ask Zhang Zhenren and the Wudang faction to come with us." As her words fell, a figure suddenly shook behind her, and countless warriors surrounded Zhang Sanfeng in an instant, many of which were filled with a large number of good hands.

After the First World War, she painstakingly recruited the world's masters. Because of the backing of the imperial court, it is now considered a strong soldier. Not to mention being able to confront the six major factions head-on, but it is still capable of destroying a Wudang who has suffered a major injury.

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked when he saw the posture of these people: "It's not good!" ”

Not to be outdone, the disciples of Wudang drew their swords in their hands, protecting Zhang Sanfeng's left and right, and glared angrily at the Mongolian warriors behind Zhao Min.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, knowing that the Wudang Sect's catastrophe was very likely to be unavoidable. He stepped forward right now, ready to block most of them. Even if it is death, it is necessary to leave a ray of incense for the future of the Wudang faction.

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet an old friend here, it's really fate!"

Just when the two sides were tense, a voice with a little information suddenly sounded in the Taiji Palace, the voice was not high, but it was extremely clear, so that everyone in the Taiji Hall could hear it, and everyone in the Taiji Hall was shocked.

It's a master!

Hearing this voice, both sides were a little puzzled, not knowing whether the person who came was friend or foe. Zhang Sanfeng was certainly anxious, because the voice of the person who came was joyful, and he thought it was the other party's person. But when he looked at Zhao Min, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled. Because Zhao Min's expression is not much better, it is still a little ugly.

Because she heard who the owner of the voice was.

As the words fell, a tall figure appeared in the Taiji Hall and walked in the direction of Zhang Sanfeng.

At this moment, the Taiji Hall was almost occupied by the masters brought by Zhao Min, and between Qin Yun and Zhang Sanfeng, there were at least nearly a hundred Mongolian masters. But although Qin Yun's pace was not fast, he was always moving forward at a constant frequency, and a faint compelling power made the master in front of him unconsciously get out of the way, and when he reacted and wanted to block the other party's way again, the other party had already passed him and couldn't catch up.

With his domineering pace and huge momentum, from the moment he appeared, Qin Yun seemed to have become the focus of the entire Taiji Palace, and the surrounding Mongolian masters and Wudang disciples all became each other's foils in an instant.

Of course, Qin Yun was happy, although he missed the beginning, but the most important part still allowed him to catch up. As long as the Wudang faction still exists, then the Central Plains martial arts will have a leader and spiritual symbol. Even if Yuan Ting killed all the people of the six major factions arrested, it would not be able to completely destroy the strength of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and would only worsen the situation.

The importance of Zhang Sanfeng to the Central Plains martial arts can be seen from this!

"Qin Yun, a disciple of the junior beggar gang, has seen Zhang Zhenren." Qin Yun saluted at Zhang Sanfeng.

In front of everyone's eyes, Qin Yun turned his back to Zhao Min and the others, without any scruples, which made everyone look at him.

"Haha, it turned out to be the talent of the beggar gang, no wonder it has such a might, there are successors to the beggar gang!" When Zhang Sanfeng heard that it was Qin Yun, he immediately relieved his heart and said with a smile.

He knew that the Wudang faction was saved.

"Zhang Zhenren praised it falsely." Qin Yun said modestly.

When it comes to force, he who has the Nine Xuanyuan Gong Protector may still be above Zhang Sanfeng. But when it comes to the realm, he is far from being able to compare with the founder of the Wudang faction. For this mythical man who became famous in later generations, he has a reverence from the bottom of his heart.

What's more, he also had to ask this Taoist master for advice on the method of restoring his state of mind, so he naturally had to behave.

Although Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why Qin Yun, who was already a prince, was so humble, it didn't prevent him from having a good impression of Qin Yun. Moreover, the other party saved the Wudang faction, which made Zhang Sanfeng have a great impression of Qin Yun, and he kept smiling.

"Qin Yun!" Zhao Min's hateful voice sounded in the Taiji Hall, interrupting the communication between Qin Yun and Zhang Sanfeng.

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