Chapter 21: Sweep the Factions!
Wudang Golden Dome, shouting and killing, roaring filled the Zhenwu Hall.
Zhang Sanfeng stopped the five elders of the Kongtong faction alone, he was merciful and kept his hands everywhere, but the five elders of Kongtong were pressed everywhere, so that Zhang Sanfeng, a generation of grandmasters, was actually entangled by the five elders of Kongtong.
Wudang Seven Heroes, except for Yu Daiyan, who has been bedridden for many years, the rest joined forces to block many masters in Kunlun and Huashan.
The Emei faction, led by Jing Xuan, was holding a sword at this time and running through the crowd.
Pei Jinyi couldn't help but shout: "Senior sister, what should we do?" Is it to help Wudang, or what? ”
Wudang Emei has always been good friends, and the patriarch Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng are still old friends, so they asked.
Jing Xuan stared at Feng Ji's direction, and shouted: "Let's not embarrass the Wudang faction, but it is incumbent on my generation to kill the demon sect, go, punish this fang first!" ”
She pointed at Feng Ji's side, jumped in shape, and rushed over.
The other Emei disciples followed closely when they heard this.
At this time, there were too many enemies around Feng Ji.
The Shaolin faction is headed by Kongwen, and the three masters of emptiness and emptiness and wisdom together, if they were ordinary people, they would have been beaten down a long time ago.
However, Feng Ji was invincible in his practice, and he was not afraid of the three major monks at this time.
I saw a palm slapped by Kongwen, the palm was powerful, and there was a faint thunder and rumbling.
This trick is one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, Pranyazhang!
Feng Ji sneered: "It's a good time!" ”
He also slammed out with a palm!
But I saw that his right palm suddenly swelled, and there was a faint flash of iron.
It is the horizontal practice of iron palm skills!
The acupoints around the body roar and run, and the qi and blood run like rivers and rivers, and the roar gathers in the palm.
The internal force gushes, and the roar explodes into the air.
This palm is no less than the Shaolin seventy-two stunts!
Bang!
The moment the two palmed each other, a loud bang exploded.
Kong Wen only felt his arm tremble violently, and his hand bones seemed to be about to explode.
The palm power from the opposite side was like a stormy wave, and one layer was better than another.
Fierce and unwieldy, but with a strange feminine power.
His heart was shocked, just that fierce power was no less than his own power of the palm of his own hand, coupled with this strange feminine power, his qi and blood were shocked and scattered by this power in an instant.
He hurriedly urged his inner breath to calm this strange force.
At this time, he understood why He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, couldn't even catch this person's palm.
This palm power is really weird, and when you are caught off guard, it is really difficult to resist.
He hurriedly retreated with his palm, and shouted loudly: "Emptiness, emptiness, beware of his weird palm!" ”
At this retreat, he immediately felt that the palm of his hand had been injured, and a large area of redness, swelling and bruise remained under the skin.
If it weren't for his timely retreat, the internal force was deep enough, I am afraid that after a while, this hand would be wasted!
Feng Ji laughed wildly: "Bald donkey, what are you running?" ”
He even had time to laugh and scold!
The three major monks were all shocked.
In fact, the palm just now was Feng Ji's peak palm power.
It not only contains the incomparably strong horizontal internal force, but also contains the qi and blood martial arts of Feng Ji's national arts.
The strange feminine palm power that Kong Wen felt was actually the method of dark energy in the mixture of national arts.
This dark energy of qi and blood, different from the explosion of internal force, is the power of the viscera, hidden under the explosion of bright energy and internal force, feminine and silent, but the explosion is extremely fast.
The master who can only use internal force is caught off guard, and it is naturally difficult to resist.
This empty news can be stopped in time, which is already powerful.
"Senior brother, attack him!"
Emptiness roared, and immediately five fingers were like hooks, whistling and grabbing.
But when I saw that my fingers broke through the air, I whimpered.
With the blessing of strong internal force, his fingers are like diamond iron.
This is one of the Shaolin faction's seventy-two stunts, the Shaolin dragon clawman!
At the same time as the right hand is grabbed, the left hand has also followed. The claws break through the air, fierce and vicious!
It is the 'bead grabbing style' among the dragon claw hands!
On his side, he attacked Feng Ji on the plate, and Kong Zhi immediately swept his legs short.
Boom ——!
The leg sweep brings up a huge sonic boom, which is extremely fast and fierce!
It is the Shaolin Mighty King Kong leg!
Kong Zhi is a top genius in Shaolin, seventy-two stunts, he has learned eleven of them!
This leg method is one of them!
The people in the world who can let the three major Shaolin monks deal with it together, so far, only Feng Ji is alone!
Feng Ji laughed fiercely and kicked out the same fiercely.
There are no bells and whistles in the leg changes, it is an extremely fierce poke of the foot.
But this poke contains the iron leg skills in the horizontal practice of the Thirteen Taibao!
Bang ——!
The two of them collided with each other's legs, and suddenly let out a dull roar.
But seeing that Kongzhi's leg bones trembled violently, there was a click, and it was broken on the spot.
His whole person was kicked by Feng Ji's kick and rolled on the ground several times, screaming in embarrassment.
At this time, the empty dragon claw hand had also attacked Feng Ji's ribs.
Feng Ji took a deep breath, the internal force in his body roared, and his muscles and bones resounded.
Bang bang!
Emptiness grabbed Feng Ji's ribs with both hands, but the next moment, he only felt as if his fingers were grasping a stone.
Immediately, a terrible backlash came.
With a click, his phalanges were instantly shattered.
His face turned pale in disbelief.
"Iron Shirt?"
He exclaimed.
However, before he could come back to his senses, suddenly Feng Ji grabbed it with his big hand.
In the midst of the roar, a terrifying loud sound that broke through the void exploded.
The air quickly escaped between Feng Ji's fingers.
A grayish air flow was formed, and it quickly dissipated.
Feng Ji's five fingers suddenly clasped emptiness's throat.
The next moment, he kicked the ground with his right leg.
The whole person grabbed emptiness and slid violently on the ground for several meters.
One foot stepped on the empty wisdom who was just about to get up!
Feng Ji laughed, reached out and lifted the emptiness up, and slammed it towards the empty mind!
"Senior brother!"
In the distance, Kong Wen suddenly roared in horror and rushed over regardless of the injury in his palm.
Bang!
The two of them were smashed together by Feng Ji.
Suddenly there was a violent roar, and the two collided together, and they didn't know how many bones were broken.
The empty news came belatedly, and punched Feng Ji in the back from behind.
With this punch, Kong Wen used his life's work!
Shaolin seventy-two stunts, Donkey Kong boxing!
Feng Ji turned around and blasted out the same punch!
Horizontal practice of the Thirteen Taibao, Iron Fist Gong!
The two fists collided, only to see a sudden shock in the center of the fist, and the air exploded violently, forming terrifying ripples, and violent ripples swept away.
A moment later, there was a sudden roar and explosion.
Loud voice, nothing more!
But when he heard a click, his right arm suddenly shattered, bone pierced out of the muscles, and his whole body flew out with a whirl.
directly smashed away the Emei faction Jingxuan and others who rushed over.
I only heard screams, and I didn't know how many people were killed.
Feng Ji glanced around and saw that the Giant Whale Gang, the Haisha Sect and others did not dare to interfere in their battle with the Shaolin Sect, and they were besieging Yin Wufu and the others at this time.
Niu Daring and others were even slashed several times.
Feng Ji's face was furious in an instant, and there was a hideous look in his eyes.
"Originally, in the face of Zhang Zhenren's birthday of the Wudang Sect today, this seat doesn't want to see blood, and now you are looking for your own death!"
He jumped up suddenly, and the whole person was like a mountain, and he fell in front of Niu Daring and the others.
With a bang, his feet directly stepped on the two Haisha Sect disciples.
Niu was bold and overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "The hall master is here, brothers, kill!" ”
When the Heavenly Eagle Sect saw Feng Ji coming, they were immediately shocked, and they immediately fought back.
Feng Ji also laughed wildly and punched out!
A Huashan sect disciple on the opposite side didn't have time to dodge, and with a bang, his entire head was blown up with a punch!
Blood splattered everywhere, staining Feng Ji's fist red.
Feng Ji didn't even look at it, turned around and slapped his whip leg.
The Iron Leg Gong swept out, and a rumbling air roared.
The air currents escaped from the sides of his whip legs, creating a gray wave of air.
Knock ——!
Feng Ji's leg instantly kicked on a stone lion in the square.
With a bang, the stone lion suddenly exploded, and countless stones crackled and burst out in all directions.
Suddenly penetrated countless masters of various factions.
Some people's heads exploded, some people's chests were pierced by stones, and some people's shoulders were blown open.
For a while, the screams continued and the wailing continued!
The square of the Zhenwu Hall is like purgatory on earth!
Feng Ji couldn't stop laughing, grabbed the huge incense burner that was two people high nearby, and swept and smashed it wildly!
Boom Boom!
On the opposite side, Kunlun Sect Xihuazi and the others didn't have time to dodge at all, and with a bang, they were directly smashed into pulp!
Blood splashed on Feng Ji's body, and he was covered in blood, like a killing god!
In the distance, Pei Jinyi, Ji Xiaofu, Ding Minjun and others from the Emei faction were already frightened.
At this time, these female generations had already left the battlefield, and watched in horror as Feng Ji fought against the seventy-two gang of disciples alone.
This is simply a one-sided slaughter!
It wasn't until this moment that they understood why Feng Ji's nickname was called [Bloody Hand Man Slaughter]!
"Master! Master! ”
"Senior brother! Brother! ”
"Helper, helper, don't die."
"Senior sister, junior sister!"
The screams came and went, and some people were calling out for their senior brothers and sisters, junior sisters and younger brothers.
The faces of the Haisha Sect turned pale, and the gang leader Chen Liangchen witnessed the leader of the Giant Whale Gang being punched through the heart by Feng Ji.
The master of the Divine Fist Gate was smashed into pulp by Feng Ji with a huge incense burner.
With such a tragic scene, he was finally afraid.
"Withdraw! Evacuate! ”
"Run! Come on! ”
"Get out of here, get out of here!"
"If you don't leave, everyone will die, run!"
……
Finally, these famous and decent people were frightened by Feng Ji's killing.
Fear floods the brains of these people.
Suddenly, countless people turned their heads and ran wildly, and quickly fled down the mountain.
No one dared to stay and ask Xie Xun about his whereabouts anymore.
At the moment, my own life is more important!
Feng Ji was red-eyed and was about to chase again.
Suddenly, a figure stopped him.
Feng Ji subconsciously punched the comer.
The terrifying energy exploded, the internal force and qi and blood roared, and the air burst open.
The huge wave of qi twisted into a terrifying fist wind, and bombarded the person on the opposite side.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"
The person who came chanted softly and waved his palm.
The seemingly fluttering palm instantly blocked Feng Ji's fist.
Feng Ji felt the strength of his fist, as if he had been punched into a ball of cotton.
The internal force on the opposite side is like a vast ocean, unfathomable.
Feng Ji even had a sense of fear that he couldn't be opposed!
This was a situation that Feng Ji had never encountered, and his heart was shocked.
couldn't help but look up at the other party, only to find that the person who came was actually the great master of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng!
Feng Ji exclaimed in his heart, his punch had already used ten percent of his strength.
Zhang Sanfeng took it so easily?
And the other party even affected his state of mind?
He swept his gaze and suddenly noticed that although Zhang Sanfeng was smiling, he seemed relaxed.
But where his feet were, the bricks shattered and spread out like spider webs.
Feng Ji suddenly realized that Zhang Sanfeng was not really taking over his fist.
He used Tai Chi to overcome rigidity with softness, and unloaded his strength.
But even so, it's enough to be amazing.
At this time, although Zhang Sanfeng had not yet created Taijiquan, he had already comprehended the principle of Taijiquan overcoming rigidity with softness and integrated it into his internal strength.
Otherwise, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely not be able to unload Feng Ji's punch.
It's just that Feng Ji doesn't understand, what is the power that affected his emotions just now?
"Hall Master Feng, can you give Lao Dao a thin face and let these people go."
Zhang Sanfeng said with an easy-going smile.
Feng Ji withdrew his fist, looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and suddenly laughed: "This is the martial arts territory, Feng came here to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday." ”
"I made a bold move this time, and I can't see my former hall master, Miss Yin, being bullied."
"Since Zhang Zhenren opened Chrysostom, how could Feng not give face?"
He turned his head to look at Niu Daring and the others, who were still chasing and killing the major factions, and shouted, "Stop all!" ”
Niu Daring and the others hurriedly stopped the pace of pursuit, turned around one after another, and returned to Feng Ji's side.
Such an order was forbidden, and Zhang Sanfeng, who saw it, was slightly surprised.
He raised his palm with one hand, bowed, and said, "Thank you Hall Master Feng, I can relieve the siege of Wudang this time, and I really thank you." ”
He looked at the Wudang Golden Dome, the ground was full of wailing people in the rivers and lakes, and there were many corpses on display, and he couldn't help but show his unbearable look for a while.
"Hey, it's just that so many killings have been done for nothing......"
He shook his head and smiled wryly, and sighed.
Feng Ji looked at the corpses around him and said loudly: "Zhang Zhenren doesn't have to mind, if they didn't have a bad plot and came to Wudang to harass Zhang Zhenren's birthday, how could they die here?" ”
"In the end, they are to blame."
"If they hadn't coveted the Dragon Slayer Knife, there wouldn't have been this catastrophe."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, unwilling to speak, but said to the Wudang disciples: "Yuanqiao, let people heal these injured people quickly." ”
He looked at Feng Ji again, his eyes suddenly sank, and asked, "Hall Master Feng, can you go to the back mountain with the old way?" ”
Feng Ji glanced at Zhang Sanfeng and was secretly surprised, what did Zhang Sanfeng have to find himself?
smiled at the moment: "Please!" ”
Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile, took Feng Ji, and walked towards the back mountain.
The front was handed over to the apprentices to take care of.
The scenery of the back mountain of Wudang is a must, leaving the front hall and seeing the natural beauty of the back hall.
Feng Ji couldn't help but calm down a lot with the killing aura, and he actually had a sense of drift.
"Wudang is worthy of being a famous Taoist mountain, and there are Taoist masters like Zhang Zhenren who have lived here for a long time, and the pattern of this place really gives people a sense of relaxation and happiness."
Feng Ji said with heartfelt emotion.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and looked at Feng Ji: "It's not that the scenery of my Wudang is beautiful and makes you feel relaxed, but in fact, your cultivation has arrived." ”
Feng Ji was stunned: "How can Zhang Zhenren say this?" ”
"The old Taoist can feel that the master of Feng Tang contains the essence of Taoism, the harmony of yin and yang, and the cultivation of both inside and outside, and there is a trend of the intersection of dragons and tigers."
"Your body is like the way of the Great Dan pursued by Taoists."
Feng Ji was suddenly shocked, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Sanfeng.
He traveled to this point, and it was the first time that someone had seen through his national art cultivation!
What Zhang Sanfeng saw was, of course, not his own internal force, but his own national art Dan realm cultivation.
The convergence of light and dark strength, heaven and earth are furnaces, and the body is Dan, and he has indeed reached the Dan realm in the national arts.
And in the eyes of Taoists, this is indeed the intersection of yin and yang, the image of the dragon and tiger and the great dan.
Zhang Sanfeng said with emotion: "The old way has been pursuing the avenue for many years, living a hundred years old, and finally sensed a trace of heaven, I thought that I had found a path that had never been seen before in the way of martial arts. ”
"But I don't want to see Hall Master Feng today, only to know that the old way is a frog at the bottom of the well, which is particularly ridiculous."
Feng Ji was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Zhang Zhenren, how do you say this?" ”
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Feng Ji and sighed: "The old Taoist pursues the Taoist way of yin and yang, and the realm of Taiji is one, so far he has only gained occasionally, but I don't think that Hall Master Feng has already done it." ”
Feng Ji understood that Zhang Sanfeng was talking about his national art realm.
He couldn't help laughing and said: "Zhang Zhenren, my martial arts are different from the people in the rivers and lakes now, what I practice is qi and blood, and I have no achievements in Taoism. ”
"I don't hide it from Zhang Zhenren, my internal strength is all obtained from horizontal training, I don't hide it, when I practice martial arts, the meridians have been finalized, in fact, there is no internal force in the dantian."
Zhang Sanfeng was suddenly surprised: "What? Is there such a thing? ”
Rao is Zhang Sanfeng is well-informed, and it is the first time he has heard of this kind of thing.
It is really that everyone on the rivers and lakes cultivates internal strength, and I have never seen a master of horizontal training.
It was Yin Tianzheng, and he only opened up the trick between his arm and the dantian.
His internal force is hidden in the holes, but in the dantian, there is also internal force.
So he didn't know that there were people in the world who had no internal strength at all in the dantian.
Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of martial arts, didn't know that Henglian Dacheng was so strange.
At the moment, as a great grandmaster, he was ashamed to ask questions and ask Feng Ji about his various feelings about cultivation.
Feng Ji didn't hide it, and immediately told them one by one.
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly fell into deep thought.
After a long time, he spoke: "Qi and Blood Martial Dao...... This is somewhat similar to the way of refining the body mentioned by the Qi Refiners in ancient times. ”
He immediately sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see the demeanor of the ancient qi refiner." ”
Feng Ji couldn't help but be a little curious at this time, and asked, "Zhang Zhenren, what kind of realm are you in now?" ”
"Just now I slapped with you, and I felt that your internal strength was like an ocean, unfathomable, which is really admirable."
When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he suddenly smiled and said: "Between you and me, in fact, the internal force is almost the same, the only difference is that my internal force contains dantian." Your internal force is dissolved in qi and blood, and hidden in the acupoints. ”
"The vast ocean you feel is actually just the influence of the old dantian qi sea and spiritual sense."
Feng Ji was stunned: "Spiritual sense? ”
Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "Ten years ago, I have stepped into the realm of heaven and man, and my internal strength has not increased. ”
"It's a pity that my internal strength has been unable to go further, but there is an unexpected gain, my energy has soared, and I can actually reach the realm of closing my eyes and seeing things."
"The old way deduces and researches, and finds that this is the effect achieved by the growth of people's divine thoughts and spiritual consciousness."
"Therefore, over the years, in addition to deducing Daomen martial arts, Lao Dao has been sneaking into the study of spiritual consciousness and trying to integrate it into the internal martial arts."
"The vast ocean you feel is just influenced by the spiritual consciousness of the old Tao."
Feng Ji's heart suddenly moved!
Because of this ability to close his eyes, he also has it!
It was a vision that appeared after reaching 20 points of mental power!
What Feng Ji didn't expect was that in this era of martial arts, it would be ...... There are even people who have such terrifying spiritual power!
It's just that Feng Ji didn't feel that after this spiritual power was grown, what specific use could it be.
Aside from being able to sense things around ten meters, it doesn't seem to have much effect.
Oh, no, in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, when he just broke through 20 points, his spiritual power once helped him see the world's luck.
Since then, there have been no anomalies.
But judging from Zhang Sanfeng, it seems that there are other ways to use this spiritual power?
Feng Ji couldn't help but look at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Please also ask Zhang Zhenren for advice." ”
That's one thousand or eight for a monthly pass? You're too cruel, right?,I bragged yesterday.,It's really even more immobilized.,2000 before the end of the month.,Let me delay for two days.。
(End of chapter)