These three disciples and Tonghui Tongwu are not comparable, and the five of them are fighting together. Although that person received a slap from Xuanwu, his skills were still not weak. They have the upper hand with three against two. Tonghui and Tongwu put their backs together, unfolded Wudang swordsmanship, and shouted loudly.

Wudang swordsmanship, broad and profound, is a must-have martial arts swordsmanship. The two brothers have been practicing swords together since childhood, and they have the same mind, and they used two people to deal with three people, and they fought dozens of moves, but they didn't show their defeat.

When the three Shura disciples saw that the two of them were close to each other's backs, taking care of each other, attacking and defending, and attacking in defense, they couldn't take it for a while, so they immediately shouted and beckoned to attack their backs. Tonghui Tongwu suddenly became passive, and within ten moves, his body was separated, forming a two-to-one, one-to-one situation.

The two secretly shouted that it was not good, attacked a few swords, and wanted to snatch it back to one place, but they were stopped by the three of them with all their might, and their hearts were even more panicked. Martial artists are the most jealous of panic, and this panic will mess up the rules. Suddenly, he screamed, and he was hit in the chest with a palm, and then his head was cut off with a knife.

Tonghui suddenly saw that Tongwu was desperate, and screamed, but he didn't accept the other party's palm, and stabbed it with a sword. The disciple didn't expect Tonghui to fight for his life, and in a panic, he slammed his palm into Tonghui's chest, and at the same time, the long sword also passed through his chest. The disciple immediately fell to his death, and Tonghui also fell to the ground. The other two were furious, rushed over, and slashed at Tonghui with a knife.

Let's say that Xuanwu and Elder Cai over there are fighting very fiercely, and the two have not seen each other for twenty years, and their skills are still similar. was fighting, Xuanwu suddenly heard a scream, peeked at it, the two teachers and nephews were killed and injured, and the injured were also in danger, so he immediately dodged Elder Cai's palm, and flew to save him with a move "Feiyan peck". After all, it was a step too late, and Tonghui had been slashed with a knife, and the disciple was also killed by him with a sword. Elder Cai behind him followed him like a shadow, and struck him on the back with a move of "Western Divine Palm". Xuanwu stabbed the sect member to death, and before the long sword was drawn, he felt the wind behind him, and he turned sideways sharply, and his right shoulder had been slapped.

This palm was the result of Elder Cai's decades of skill, Xuanwu suddenly felt a piercing pain, and the right hand holding the sword immediately let go and hung down, so he had to wave his left hand to fight with it.

Xuanmeng and Kexin, who stayed on the side, quietly hid behind a big tree while the seven of them were fighting. was looking in which direction to flee, the victory and defeat were already divided, two Wudang Taoist priests were killed, and Xuanwu was injured. The Shura disciple pulled them over again.

At this time, Xuanwu knew that he had failed today, not only could he not get the secret note, but also gave the lives of his two nephews in vain. Now not only can you not get the secret, but it is difficult to say whether you can escape with your life. This desire to escape in my heart is inevitably revealed in the moves. Elder Cai has been in the killing field for a long time, how can he not see that he has recruited all the killers at the moment. Xuanwu struggled for a moment, gritted his teeth, waved his left palm to meet Elder Cai's right palm, and urged him to pass over.

Elder Cai's palm touched Xuanwu's left palm, only to feel that the internal force was surging like a wave, and it was impossible to withdraw the palm, so he had to use the internal force to resist. Fighting with internal strength is a taboo for martial artists, unless the skill is much higher than the opponent, otherwise, if you don't fight to the last moment, you can't separate.

Elder Cai's internal strength cultivation is profound, and his skills are domineering, and after resisting Xuanwu's internal force, he hit one wave after another. After Xuanwu tried, he knew that the other party's skills were not weaker than his own, and he was even more bitter. Although Elder Cai's internal strength is domineering and abnormal, Wudang's internal strength is authentic after all, and it is dense and dense, although Elder Cai is fierce, he can't attack it for a long time.

After a short time, the foreheads of the two of them burst out with a trace of heat, and it became more and more vigorous, straight like a steamer. Elder Cai's face was already pale, but at this time, it became even more weird and terrifying. And Xuanwu's face was red, as if bleeding.

In less than a cup of tea, most of the internal strength of the two has been consumed. The Shura disciple had been standing aside, knowing that his internal strength was low, and he didn't dare to step forward to attack. If he took the opportunity to make a move to Xuanwu, Xuanwu's internal force would not dare to withdraw, and he would be seriously injured, and he would never be lucky. Elder Cai and Xuanwu knew each other, but Elder Cai couldn't speak, and Xuanwu was extremely worried. After another half pillar of incense, the internal force of the two became weaker and weaker, and they only hoped to recover the internal force at the same time and separate, otherwise their vitality would be greatly damaged. Internal force is like ordinary people's blood for those who practice martial arts, and when the blood is drained, the person is finished.

was struggling to stalemate, and suddenly heard a Buddha horn coming from the distance, "Amitabha", the voice was pure and peaceful. The two of them were shocked, and they couldn't help but withdraw their respective internal forces at the same time and separated.

With the palm of his hand parted, Xuanwu flicked back, turned around and flew towards the depths of the mountain forest. I only heard the voice of the Buddha coming again, and it came very quickly, "Is that the Taoist brother of Wudang? Speaking of the last word, the person was less than twenty zhang away from Xuanmeng and the others. When Xuanwu heard this, he knew that he was the master of Shaolin Temple, and he ran faster and faster.

Elder Cai here also knew that the senior monk of Shaolin Temple had arrived, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he stepped forward to grab Xuanmeng and Kexin and left. As soon as he ran two steps, he only heard the wind behind him, and his arms were numb at the same time, and he was hit by an object, and he couldn't help but throw down the two of them. His strength was greatly damaged at this time, so he dared to stay and accelerated towards the forest.

The voice said, "Is it a master of the Shura Sect? "Elder Cai has gone far away.

In the blink of an eye, one person came to Xuanmeng and Kexin's side, put his hands on their shoulders, and helped them up.