Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, and smiled faintly, "How are you two cultivating, and Wuji, are you feeling good recently?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a smile, "Back to Master Tai, Wuji feels very comfortable on his body, and his head doesn't hurt anymore, thank Master Tai for treating Wuji's injuries"

Song Qingshu also said happily, "That's right, Brother Wuji, in the past few months, his cultivation speed has been increasing day by day, and his skills are almost catching up with me."

Zhang Wuji had a proud smile on his face, he cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he almost didn't encounter any bottlenecks, it had always been smooth and smooth, and after a few months of cultivation, he was already about to catch up with Song Qingshu.

"Where's your little uncle, how is his progress!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng, who was adjusting on the side, and smiled faintly, Wu Feng's progress speed was really beyond his expectations.

Wu Feng is the eighth disciple he has accepted, but he is the same age as Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, so they practice together.

If it is really about seniority, the two of them will call Wu Feng a little uncle!

Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu were just about to speak, but on the other hand, Wu Feng had already opened his eyes, he jumped down, jumped off the boulder that was more than two people high, and then looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his face was full of confident smiles.

"Wu Feng has seen Master!"

Wu Feng made a deep salute to Zhang Sanfeng, and his eyes were full of admiration!

Master is the biggest and most important person in his heart, when the master rescued him, he made up his mind to treat Master well, treat Wudang Mountain well, and protect Wudang Mountain well in his life.

"Feng'er, how is your cultivation, how is your kung fu cultivation, you are talented and intelligent, and your entry into the realm should not be slow!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng with a smile.

Wu Feng stretched out his hand, "Where is the disciple talented, martial arts, only persistence, decades of persistence, can achieve something, the disciple's goal is you, has never changed!"

Wu Feng said with a firm look in his eyes.

"Then Master, how about testing the three of you?"

The smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face became even stronger, he looked at the three of them, there was admiration in his eyes, and the progress of the three of them was good.

Even Song Qingshu, who has always been a little stubborn, has become extremely hard in cultivation under the influence of Zhang Wuji and Wu Feng.

"The three of you go together, whoever can hold on to the master for a long time, the master will give you a treasure!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly, and sure enough, after he said this, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, it was the calm and steady Wu Feng, and their eyes moved slightly.

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng slapped it out with one palm, took Zhang Wuji's eyebrows, swept out with one leg, rushed to Song Qingshu's waist, and finally arrived at Wu Feng, with a branch in his hand, swept towards Wu Feng!

"Use all the internal strength you have cultivated"

Zhang Sanfeng shouted, and suddenly, a trace of battle intent flashed in the eyes of the three of them.

They shouted, and the internal force in their hands surged, and the three of them, although they were only eleven or twelve years old young children, their internal strength was not shallow.

Under the full stimulation, the branches clicked, and there was a sharp meaning.

Zhang Wuji was swept away by Zhang Sanfeng's palm and fell to the ground, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji were swept away directly by Zhang Sanfeng's leg.

The last was Wu Feng, looking at the branch that Zhang Sanfeng galloped over, there was no panic in Wu Feng's eyes, only a touch of calmness.

Like Zhang Sanfeng, he picked up a branch on the ground, and then injected his true power into it, colliding with Zhang Sanfeng's branch.

In an instant, the two branches collided, and under the gaze of Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, the two branches broke inch by inch, although Wu Feng retreated again and again, but he did not fall to the ground after all.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, looking at Wu Feng's eyes full of admiration, he used the same force against the three of them, but against Wu Feng, he used a weapon, although it was just a dead branch, but under the operation of internal force, it was more powerful than simple fists and feet.

Song Qingshu has been practicing since he was a child, and Zhang Wuji is on Ice and Fire Island, although the environment is difficult, but he has his father Zhang Cuishan to guide him.

The practice is also the authentic martial arts method, and the foundation is not weak.

Only Wu Feng has the shortest cultivation time, even if it is full of calculations, from the time he saved that Wu Feng to now, it is only four months of full calculations.

In four months, he cultivated the perfected Pure Yang Wuji Gong to the second level, and his talent was even stronger than Zhang Wuji!

"Among the three of you, Qingshu's true strength is also good, but compared to Feng'er, there are still some strengths, Qingshu, you are a little slack!"

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, Song Qingshu's talent is good, but he didn't use much effort.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng, and the admiration in his eyes became even stronger, "Feng'er, since you are the most powerful among the three, you will also keep your promise and give you a treasure!"

"The apprentice doesn't want any treasures, the apprentice just wants to do penance and repay the master's great kindness."

Wu Feng said firmly, he didn't care about any treasures at all, his heart had been filled by Wudang Mountain and his own master!

"That Yitian sword, for the teacher will give it to you, now the extermination division is too powerful, and you can no longer use this Yitian sword, since you are the best, the Yitian sword, for the teacher will give it to you, I hope you can take him, eliminate the demon and defend the road, kill the enemy and serve the country, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!"

Zhang Sanfeng said deeply, and then looked at Song Qingshu Zhang Wuji, also with a look of encouragement.

"The two of you, you must also learn from Uncle Wu Feng, don't be lazy, remember, as a disciple of my Wudang Mountain, you must take the world as your own responsibility, the great man of chivalry, and the eight big words for the country and the people, you must remember to the death!"

There was a hint of sadness on Zhang Sanfeng's face, "Guo Jing's hero, who defended Xiangyang City and defended I don't know how many people, Guo Jing and Guo Daxia are really the heroes of chivalry!"

The three of them nodded in unison, the firmness in their eyes became more intense, and the strength in their hearts and the belief in their hearts became stronger.

Back in the Zhenwu Palace, Zhang Sanfeng took out the Yitian Sword that had been handed over to Song Yuanqiao for casting.

The casting and forging of the Yitian Sword, the edge of the hand, not a fraction of the difference, three feet away, Zhang San conveniently felt cold in his hands!

Picking up the real martial sword, Zhang Sanfeng didn't bother anyone, came to the room where Wu Feng lived, and gently put down the sword.

This sword, he had already told Extermination before, and after obtaining the consent of the Exterminator, he gave this sword to Wu Feng!

"I hope that you have this Heavenly Sword, and in the future, after the master leaves, you will be able to support the girder and strengthen Wudang Mountain, and in the future, Wudang Mountain, I hope you can prosper forever, Feng'er, all of this depends on you!"

took a deep look at the Heavenly Sword, and the next moment, Zhang Sanfeng's body had disappeared.