As soon as Changmei's words came out, an extremely oppressive and heavy aura suddenly rose in the air, which was like a mountain pressing on his chest, making people almost out of breath.

In the perception of the monks, even the wind and snow whistling between heaven and earth suddenly quieted down at this moment, as if they were waiting for the two to fight against each other. What's even more amazing is that the snowflakes in the sky fell on the two of them, as if they had encountered an invisible wall of qi, and slid down from them. At this moment, the two people standing in the wind and snow were not stained with snow.

"Zhang Dashan, we have stood at the peak of martial arts, the road ahead has been cut off, you and I represent the limit of human beings, the end of physical fitness. At the age of less than nineteen, you have joined forces with spirit and martial arts, and you have ascended to the supreme and holy realm of martial arts, and you can be called the number one master in the past and present. You go all out, let me feel the power of the number one master in the past!"

His voice was thin and small, but his words echoed and fluttered in the mountains like a flood of bells, and everyone could hear them clearly, as if they were roaring in their ears.

His words are like cannonballs hitting the ground and bullets hitting the air, giving people the feeling that they are just hitting the ground with a sound, or smashing the ground with a sound.

As he spoke, his eyebrows shook his feet, and a wild laugh resounded through his mouth. When he shook his feet, the tendons and muscles of his legs were tightened and entangled, like two thick elephant legs, and a violent hurricane rushed straight to Zhang Dashan.

Before the long-eyebrow man arrived, Zhang Dashan's clothes were already hunting, and he began to fall back violently. From this, it can be seen that the horror of Changmei's attack!

The shape of the long eyebrows is like teleportation, bringing out a few afterimages, the five fingers are spread like five mountains, and the palms are glowing with black and cyan luster, slamming Zhang Dashan's head.

Boom! Changmei pounced in front of Zhang Dashan, and only then did the afterimage on the ground begin to dissipate, and at the same time, the violent sonic boom rang out violently. Where his feet stepped on, the ground cracked like an earthquake, and you can imagine how fast his speed was and how strong his explosive power was!

If you are hit by this palm, not to mention the flesh and blood, even a tree two or three feet thick will be broken by a palm.

"It's good!" Zhang Dashan didn't have any expression on his face, he didn't dodge, he didn't rush forward to gather momentum, he just stood in place, pressing his hands slightly!

Boom! The furious energy erupted from the more than three million pores and sweat glands around his body, and erupted from the acupuncture points around his body, and at the same time, Zhang Dashan's muscles and flesh were twisted into a rope, and the strength of his thighs, calves, waist, and even toes were intertwined, and his brain burst out.

When Zhang Dashan raised his hand, the petals and snow scattered on the ground flew out in all directions as if they were blown by a hurricane, and in the blink of an eye, the white frozen soil under the ground appeared.

Zhang Dashan propped his hands in the void, and a huge amount of energy suddenly emerged from his palms. He raised his hands and swung them out violently, his furious energy like an iron wall separating his long eyebrows and palms. At the same time, Zhang Dashan seemed to hold Tai Chi with both hands, with his left hand in a circle and his right hand leading, drawing a circle in the air.

Click! The iron palm of the long eyebrows slammed into the air wall, and the air wall cracked like paper, making a crisp sound, and then with the momentum of wind and thunder, it slammed into Zhang Dashan's fist circle.

As soon as the iron palm pounced into the circle of his hands, Zhang Dashan's hands formed a circle, wrapping, coercing, leading, leading, cutting, winding, cloud, topping, and combining the nine kinds of strength suddenly erupted, and the attack of the two palms of the long eyebrows that was fierce to the extreme was resolved at once.

Tai Chi cloud hand, wrapping, coercing, pulling, leading, cutting, winding, cloud, top, together, nine kinds of feminine techniques, the most suitable for overcoming rigidity with softness, borrowing strength.

Zhang Dashan dissolved the long eyebrows and iron palms with Tai Chi Yun hands, his feet suddenly padded, like a poisonous snake raising his head, the whole person suddenly pulled a few feet higher, becoming tall and big, the muscles on his arms were like steel bars, and the big tendons and small tendons on it twisted suddenly like a python rolling!

The sound of rustling and cracking sounded, Zhang Dashan's sleeves were directly supported by the strong muscles and flesh to burst, the green tendons and blood vessels on his arms were like earthworms meandering, and they were blue and black, and then he clenched his fist, and the crackling joint burst sound suddenly sounded, Zhang Dashan's joints twisted, his whole body exerted his strength, and his fists were like dragons going out to sea, slamming on Changmei's arms!

Boom! The two fists collided, and the bones clashed, making a loud sound like steel colliding. Between the collisions, the muscles on the arms of the two men bulged like steel bars, and between the muscles and muscles, there was a sharp buzzing sound like a bowstring tightening and bursting.

The movement of the two fights was too great, and the fierce wind and violent air currents were born out of thin air where the fists and arms of the two men. The arms and fists tore the air even more, and the air flow around them was circulating, and the strong wind was loud and powerful.

Under the two of them, two huge deep pits appeared, with their bodies as the center, more than ten or twenty cracks nearly ten zhang long snaked on the ground, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The fists and arms collided, Zhang Dashan suddenly exhaled and shouted, his two arms were instantly congested, the big tendons agitated and shocked, and the cold hairs on his arms stood up like wolf hairs.

These two iron fists, one punch went to the middle palace, stepped on a straight line, hit hard and shook hard, and collapsed the fist, like a dragon out of a hole, biting the long eyebrows. A fist rushed out against Zhang Dashan's heart, the fist shook, and it slammed out from Changmei's armpit, and a cannon fist shot like a mountain and fired a cannon, and it hit Changmei's chin like lightning.

Xingyi, half-step collapse fist. Eight poles, standing on the ground to the sky. These two iron fists were punched, and in Changmei's perception, he only felt that the universe was reversed, the sun and moon were gone, the fist had not arrived, and the huge and violent wind was hitting him like sharp arrows, and Changmei had a feeling that he was about to be pierced by ten thousand arrows.

"Good!" said a syllable from his mouth. For Zhang Dashan's earth-shattering two punches, he finally changed color. But after all, he is the supreme myth of undefeated achievements throughout his life, and with his arrogance, how can he retreat!

The long eyebrows and arms swung violently, and between the shaking of the fists, it was endless, like the surging energy of the Yangtze River, surging like a tide, and it was hard to catch Zhang Dashan's two iron fists.

The two fists collided, and the bodies of the two shook violently at the same time, and the violent wind spread from the two of them, and the robe on Changmei's body and the clothes on Zhang Dashan's body suddenly flew violently.

Boom! Zhang Dashan's punch exploded to the extreme, his long eyebrows were stiff, and his body shook, but he did not retreat.

Zhang Dashan's punch was thrown, and the hot blood in his body seemed to find an outlet for catharsis, and he felt that every cell in his body was cheering. This kind of cheer is the cheer when you finally find an opponent who can let you go all out and give it a go.

"Happy! Third punch!" Zhang Dashan shouted suddenly, rubbed his front foot, followed with the arrow step of his back foot, just one step forward, pressed his waist with one punch, pressed his abdomen with one punch, walked the midline of his body, and shot out from his heart, straight to Tianyu. It's another eight-pole cannon!

Zhang Dashan slammed out a cannon to the sky, his footsteps still did not stop, and he took another half step forward, and the back fist followed the front fist like a shadow, and another punch was punched.

Boom! This time, the power of the cannon was three points stronger than the second punch, and the two white eyebrows fluttered violently, and the body shook violently, but it still did not retreat.

At this time, seeing Zhang Dashan's fourth punch blasted out again, Changmei's face suddenly turned red, and a mysterious mark formed on his left hand like lightning, and at a little on his chest, three drops of scarlet blood floated out and fell into his forehead.

As soon as these three drops of essence blood merged, the black and white hair of the long eyebrows suddenly turned black, and his body became more tall and tall, almost no different from a young man in his twenties and thirties.

At this time, Zhang Dashan's fourth punch had already surged with the power of opening the mountain.

Boom! Another deafening bang. Changmei didn't move at all this time, but there was a hint of flushing on his face.

Zhang Dashan punched out the fourth punch, and his footsteps advanced half a step, only a foot away from Changmei, and his fists were raised high, like two giant axes splitting mountains, slashing down violently. Then he punched harder than the other, punched bigger than the other, punched faster than the other.

But until he finished his seven punches, Changmei didn't take half a step back. Zhang Dashan was in a frenzied state of competition, and he didn't think about it, and the eighth punch with even greater power was about to be struck.

At this time, I saw a trace of perverted flushing suddenly surging on Changmei's face, and he fell to the ground on his knees, opened his mouth and spewed out a large stream of blood arrows, and as soon as the blood arrows spewed out, Changmei's whole body was full of energy, and the whole person seemed to be a balloon that had been pierced, and instantly changed from a black-haired young man to an old skeleton that did not look like a humanoid.

Changmei coughed violently, spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was spotted, and said, "Zhang Dashan, you have passed the test, come with me." As he spoke, he staggered to his feet and walked forward.

In the hall of the Great Hero, everyone followed the dark passage behind the statue.

Zhang Dashan came in here for the first time, and there were some bluestone stairs inside, about seventy or eighty steps. After passing the stairs, you will see a dark room, about half the size of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the location is also under the main hall.

There were more than a dozen tung oil lamps lit in the dark room, and it could be seen from the jumping lights that they were full of books, most of which exuded a rotten musty smell, which was obviously very historical.

Changmei leaned over, walked to one of the lamps, took off the lampshade, and walked over with the lamp in a staggering manner, and said: "After the battle with you, my time is running out, you have to remember what I say now, whether you can seize this opportunity or not, it depends on your chance." After saying that, there was another violent cough, in which blood was faintly visible.

As soon as the cough stopped, Changmei took a sharp breath, his expression softened a little, and he drank suddenly: "Zhang Dashan, close your eyes and pass the light!"

Zhang Dashan closed his eyes violently, but saw Changmei holding the tattered tung oil lamp, pressing Zhang Dashan's forehead, and chanting words in his mouth: "The Nine Dragons Cave is outside the sky, and there is a line between life and death between good and evil." I saw that as soon as the tung oil lamp touched Zhang Dashan's forehead, it penetrated through his eyebrows and disappeared out of thin air.

When Changmei saw this scene, he laughed twice and fell down suddenly, and the monks hurriedly stepped forward to see that they had passed away.