At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation has reached a point that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

According to the martial arts supreme, the sword slays the dragon. Command the world, don't dare to disobey. If you don't come out of the sky, who will compete? These twenty-four characters have created a set of extremely profound boxing techniques.

In the end, he was learned by Zhang Cuishan...

So it's really easy for him to complete this set of knife techniques.

"And voila!" Zhang Sanfeng got up.

The first time Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, Zhang Yange's hairs stood up.

He not only completed the remaining seven moves, but also reorganized Zhang Yange's previous moves.

I saw Lao Zhang's moves like a cunning rabbit, dripping and hearty, vigorous and strong, handsome like the wind, like a snow dance, thick like a tiger squatting, like an elephant step.

The name of the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife is really not worthy of this set of knife techniques!

Or call it the Alpine Broken Door Knife? Or the Five Tigers Broken Mountain? Alpine Five Tiger Knife?

Thinking that if Gao Shan heard these three names, his eyes would widen again, and Zhang Yange dispelled this thought.

"How much do you remember?" Zhang Sanfeng stood up and asked.

"Memorize it all." Zhang Yange said happily.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised, before Zhang Yange said that he had a good talent, he thought it was a teenager's boast. But if he reads it once and remembers it, then it will be good!

"I'll see!" Zhang Sanfeng said that if the teenager is talking big, then this heart still needs to be trained again.

Zhang Yange lifted the short knife.

After a set of knife techniques were repaired by Zhang Sanfeng, they became both rigid and soft.

The first move! Not bad...

The second move! Not bad

The third trick! Interesting!

The fourth trick! Pretty!

It's perfect from the fifth trick!

Zhang Sanfeng is a martial arts genius, the kind of amazing talent.

When he was seven or eight years old, Yang Guo only taught him three tricks, and he defeated Yin Kexi. Yin Kexi is not a cat or a dog, he is the master of the top row in the Condor and the bottom row of the Five Uniques.

Later, he realized the boxing technique through the iron arhat sent by Guo Xiang, and defeated He Zudao who sent a letter from Shaolin.

At this time, he just learned a little Jiuyang casually.

Later, he started a sect, and after accepting disciples, he found that not everyone was the same as himself.

As far as his seven apprentices are concerned, they are considered to be extremely talented in the rivers and lakes, but they are too much worse than themselves and the young man in front of them.

This son is the most like me!

This should be the old Taoist's strongest praise for Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange saw that the old Taoist priest didn't react for a long time, and he was a little apprehensive, it was so difficult that he practiced it himself, right?

I knew I had used that little bit of skill point!

In this way, you can get a hundred points in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes!

Although Zhang Yange is a hanger, he is a hanger with excellent talent. Any martial arts move, he can understand it once he looks at it.

He suspected that it had something to do with the insomnia he had during that time.

Is the standard of this old Taoist priest so high? Zhang Yange was just about to speak, but Zhang Sanfeng asked first, "What do you think of your actions?" ”

"The first four moves are a little jerky, and after five moves, I understand the power of this set of knife techniques, and you need to be soft in the middle!" Zhang Yange commented.

"Hahaha, not bad! Not bad! Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

Early the next morning, the three of them hit the road.

The bag was at least five or six times larger than before, and it was filled with rice noodles and some medicinal herbs.

Firmly carrying Zhang Yange's body, this dragon elephant skill was used by him as a cow and horse skill, but to make a cow and horse for Lao Zhang, he Xiao Zhang could barely endure it.

It wasn't until noon when a village appeared in front of me. However, from a distance, the ruins of the wall are ruined, and I feel very desolate when I look at it.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed lightly.

"Hey, from the Great Song Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty of the Tartars, there is no difference between the people's lives, and they are still so bitter. Let's go to the village and have a look. ”

Zhang Yange led Zhou Zhiruo and followed the old Taoist priest into the village.

There are only seven or eight families in the village.

Seeing them enter the village, the women and children ran into the house first.

After a while, an old man came out in a hurry.

"What happened to the old Daoist?" The old man asked warily.

"A group of us passed by here and wanted to rest here." Zhang Sanfeng said.

This old man should be much younger than Zhang Sanfeng, but the state of the two of them is really different.

"There are a lot of vacant houses in the village, so you can use them." Hearing Zhang Sanfeng say this, Lao Suo had no worries.

But the three of them took a short rest and hurried out of here. The mountain in front of us is called Wang Liushan, and there is a group of strong men on the mountain, and many men in our village have been killed by them.

Woman... Ay! ”

Lao Suo waved his hand happily and turned to leave.

"Shall we help them?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and then looked at Zhang Yange.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, but Zhang Yange knew that Lao Zhang was testing him.

"There's still a lot of rice and noodles in our bags to give them when the time comes, and when we come, we pass by a jungle, and I'll go see if there is any prey." Zhang Yange put down his bags and said.

"You can also hunt?" The old Taoist priest smiled.

"Takayama taught me to be a trap." Zhang Yange made lunch for the two of them before preparing to go to the jungle.

"Old Daoist, I'll also go and help Brother Zhang." Zhou Zhiruo said.

"Go ahead." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

"Then you look at the fire, don't burn the porridge again." Zhang Yange explained uneasily.

"Stay safe, and come back early if you don't have a harvest." Lao Zhang changed the subject.

Last time, Zhang Yange asked him to look at the porridge, but he had been in the meditation for too long, and the porridge was burned, and Zhang Yange counted it down for several days.

Lao Zhang was not angry, the disciples on the mountain all respected him like a god, and the people in the rivers and lakes under the mountain were either afraid of him or hated him.

But none of them counted him like Zhang Yange. This made Lao Zhang feel novel, and he glanced at the young man even higher.

I didn't follow myself because I begged to be my teacher.

Zhang Yange took Zhou Zhiruo towards the jungle, and along the way, the little girl wanted to talk and stopped, and then predicted and stopped...

"If you have anything to say, just be happy!" Zhang Yange said helplessly.

"I, I... Having said that, Brother Zhang won't be angry. Zhou Zhiruo said cautiously.

"I'll fight for it, and if I'm really angry, I'll feed you here to the beasts." Zhang Yange said without a straight face.

After getting along during this time, Zhou Zhiruo has long been familiar with Zhang Yange, and knows that he is joking.

"Why don't you give them some money?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

In her opinion, give those people some money, and they can buy whatever they want.

"That's the question." Zhang Yange said with a smile, "Giving them money is not to help them, but to harm them!"

They don't have any money, so the robbers in the neighborhood won't bother them, and once they have money, the robbers will come back.

Even if there are no robbers, if any of them has evil intentions..."

Hearing Zhang Yange's words, Zhou Zhiruo nodded guiltily.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, I blame you."