Zhang Wuji avoided its edge and made the plane of the two blades intersect, which was to use his own bluntness to block the enemy's edgelessness, and he had already obtained the essence of Taiji swordsmanship. You must know that what he comprehends is the sword intent, not the sword moves, and he must forget the sword moves he has seen to the fullest, so that he can obtain his essence, and control the sword with his intention when facing the enemy, which is ever-changing and endless. If there are still one or two swordsmanship that cannot be forgotten and the heart is restrained, the swordsmanship cannot be performed as he wants.

Fang Dongbai saw that the other party's moves were strange, so he used his strength even more, his sword moves were fierce and ruthless, with extremely strong internal force, making the sword extremely sharp and exquisite, the blue light rippled, and the sword qi was permeated, and everyone in the hall felt that there was a big snow mass rotating in front of him, emitting a bone-eroding cold air.

Zhang Wuji's long sword drew circles in this cold light, each move was stabbed out in an arc, and retracted in an arc, he didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and with the intention of moving the sword, every time the long sword made a move, a filament appeared, wrapped around the Heavenly Sword. It's just that after dozens of moves, these filaments accumulate more and more, and they seem to have accumulated into a ball of silk, wrapping the Yitian Sword.

After the two of them dismantled more than 200 moves, the Yitian Sword in Fang Dongbai's hand had been entangled into a big zongzi, and the sword move was finally sluggish and unlucky.

The more Fang Dongbai fought, the more frightened he became, fighting more than 300 moves, and the two sides actually didn't exchange swords, all relying on the silk thread that was visible to the naked eye. So he changed six or seven sets of swordsmanship in a row, changing vertically and horizontally, fantastical, and everyone in the audience was dazzled. Zhang Wuji always drew a circle with a sword, not in a hurry or impatient, as if he was going to consume the earth.

Tai Chi swordsmanship is just a variety of circles, large and small, positive and negative, oblique and straight, to say that there is only one move, but this move is always endless. Fang Dongbai knew that his internal strength was not as good as the other party, and if he continued to consume it, he would undoubtedly lose, he roared loudly, his eyebrows were raised, and he rushed forward in the middle palace of the Heavenly Sword, which was a desperate gamble with all his strength, a blow to Qiankun!

Zhang Wuji saw that the momentum was fierce, and returned to the sword to block the way, Fang Dongbai's wrist turned slightly, and the Heavenly Sword came sideways, and with a light sound, the head of the fine steel sword had been cut off by six inches, and the Heavenly Sword was not hindered in the slightest, and stabbed straight into Zhang Wuji's chest.

Zhang Wuji was startled, his left hand flipped over, and the two fingers in the middle of the food that were originally pinching the sword trick had already grabbed the sword body of the Yitian Sword, and the half of the iron sword in his right hand slashed down towards his right arm.

Fang Dongbai's right hand was recaptured, and the Yitian Sword was held by the opponent's two fingers, like iron casting, but it was not moving, when this scene, he had no other way to follow except to let go of the sword and jump backwards.

Zhang Wuji shouted: "Withdraw quickly!"

Where is Fang Dongbai willing to let go, relying on the Heavenly Sword and the world's divine soldiers, he was taken away in his hands, and there is only one way to die after he goes back, and he will die very miserably. In just this moment, he had already saved the heart of sacrificing his arm to protect the sword, and he would rather have his arm cut off than take back the Heavenly Sword.

In an instant, there was a bang, and one of his arms had been severed by the broken sword, and blood spurted wildly.

Although the broken arm has left the body, the five fingers are still firmly holding the Yitian Sword, Zhang Wuji's fingers loosened, and the broken arm fell with the sword.

Fang Dongbai ignored the severe pain, stretched out his left hand, and wanted to take advantage of the situation to catch it, who knew that a figure was faster, and he was already standing in front, separated by a distance of more than a meter, and the five fingers of his right hand were claw-like, and the broken arm and sword were all sucked over.

"Dragon Snatching?" Of course, Fang Dongbai recognized this exercise, and instantly knew who was grabbing the sword.

Hao Fei does not use the dragon capture skill, but the dragon capture hand, which is similar to the dragon capture skill, except that one is internal strength and the other is a move. But he was only a fifth-level dragon snatcher, and the matching degree of the bastard skill was too low, only enough to suck the broken arm and sword in front of him, but he didn't catch it, and fell under his feet with a snap.

Fang Dongbai was furious, regardless of whether Hao Fei was a disciple of the Beggar Gang or not, and forgot that he was still seriously injured by a broken arm, and with a roar, he slapped Hao Fei with a palm.

Hao Fei saw that the other party was menacing, where did he have time to bend down to pick up the sword, so he could only retreat two steps to avoid its edge, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Zhang Wuji, quickly grab the Heavenly Sword, which can be used to exchange for black jade intermittent cream!" ”

Zhang Wuji originally saw that Fang Dongbai was so brave, he was frightened, and apologized, but he didn't fight with him again. But Hao Fei woke him up again with a voice in his voice, the black jade intermittent ointment is a miracle medicine for bone healing, and the big guys are waiting to use it, where is the turn to be emotional now. He also stretched out his right hand like Hao Fei and grabbed the five fingers, and the Qiankun Great Movement was launched, and the Heavenly Sword flew diagonally from the ground to his hand.

Fang Dongbai attacked Hao Fei with the intention of snatching the sword, but unfortunately the person didn't hit it, and the sword was also taken away, and he suddenly became angry, and the internal and external injuries attacked together, a mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky, and he leaned straight back and fell to the ground.

The Heavenly Sword is now in Zhang Wuji's hand, and Hao Fei's sword-grabbing action has fallen short, and he is annoyed.

"Sect Leader Zhang, you're tired after fighting for so long, hurry up and rest, drink saliva to moisten your throat, I'll help you hold this sword first." Hao Fei smiled, took out a bottle of Baihua Brew, and handed it over.

"Thank you!" Zhang Wuji was not polite, he took it and drank it dry in one go, and said, "Good water!" However, the hand that grasped the Heavenly Sword did not let go at all.

Hao Fei didn't dare to rob it, so he could only stare dryly.

Zhang Wuji didn't seem to see Hao Fei's expression, and said, "Miss Zhao, this uh...... What is your name? ”

Hao Fei was still angry, and said, "So that Sect Master Zhang knows that I am the cousin of your master's apprentice, you can call me uncle, I don't mind." ”

Zhang Wuji was stunned, and after reading it, it seemed that it was really like this, and he had to say: "Miss Zhao, what my little uncle said, the black jade intermittent ointment is exchanged for this Yitian Sword!" ”

Zhao Min sneered: "It's just a broken sword, what is rare for me, you can give it to you if you want!" After speaking, he waved his left hand and said, "Count yourself lucky today, let's go!" Her subordinates picked up Dongfang Bai's body and walked out of the hall.

Zhang Wuji didn't expect people to say that they would leave, and shouted: "Wait! If you don't leave the black jade intermittent ointment, you don't want to go down Wudang Mountain. He leaned down and reached out to Zhao Min's shoulder to grab it.

But the palm of the hand is still a foot away from her shoulder, and suddenly two silent palm winds are coming from the left and right, and there is no sign in advance, Zhang Wuji was startled, his palms turned out, his right hand received a palm from the right, and his left hand received a palm from the left, and the four palms touched each other at the same time. This cold air is very familiar to him, and it is the palm power of the "Xuanming Divine Palm" that entangled him when he was a child.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, and Jiuyang Divine Skill was born with his thoughts, and suddenly he was slapped by two enemies at the same time. He snorted and threw backwards, only to see that it was two tall and thin old men who attacked him. The two old men each took out one palm and competed with Zhang Wuji's palms, but the remaining palm slapped him without a trace.