Chapter 40: Three Sword Fights
"I was going to kill you. ”
"But someone pleaded with me, so if you go back to the top of the light with me, you will be spared. ”
Zhao Min shook his head when he heard this: "I said it, the descendants of Genghis Khan can lose, but they can't descend." ”
"Actually, that's pretty good!"
"I'm dead, and a lot of people are living a little easier. ”
Zhao Min laughed at herself, she turned her head to look at Zhang Wuji: "Sect Leader Zhang, if there is an afterlife, let's fight again when I support my body!"
"Also, thank Master Ku for your kindness!"
After saying that, she jumped off the cliff without hesitation.
Fan Yao's figure flashed and appeared on the edge of the cliff and looked down, but there was still Zhao Min's shadow.
"Fan You, it's not like I won't let her go. ”
"She has her pride and persistence, and as an enemy I think she is still worthy of admiration. Zhang Wuji also walked to the edge of the cliff and glanced down.
There are no vines on the rock wall here, and there is no dense fog below, and Zhao Min, a second-rate master, should not be able to climb on it to survive.
To be honest, Zhao Min died, and he was still relieved in his heart.
This woman is not like an exterminating old nun, she is an old woman with tendons.
She is too smart, Zhang Wuji is really afraid that something will go wrong if she is locked up in the light.
It's good now, it's a hundred.
As long as she doesn't have the unfortunate luck of Zhang Wuji in the original plot, she shouldn't be able to survive this time.
"Sect Master, shall we go back to the Bright Peak now?"
Fan Yao sighed, there was nothing to be sad about, he only had gratitude to Zhao Min, but it was not to the point where he had to be saved.
"You go back first!"
"I want to see a few more old friends!" Zhang Wuji turned around and looked into the dense forest, although it was peaceful, Zhang Wuji felt a trace of unusual qi fluctuations.
He knew someone had arrived.
Although Fan Yao was puzzled, he was also a little lost at the moment, so he nodded, turned around and disappeared into the jungle.
In his cognition, Zhang Wuji is now an innate grandmaster, and even a strong person like the second elder of Xuan Ming can't last a minute in the hands of the sect leader, and who in the whole world can pose a threat to the sect leader.
"Since you've arrived, why don't you come out and see you?" Zhang Wuji waited for a while, and found that there was still no movement around, so he couldn't help but smile and speak.
"Amitabha, Sect Master Zhang has a keen perception. An old monk came out of a shadow in the distance.
Almost at the same time, two old monks walked out of the other two directions.
When Zhang Wuji saw the three of them, the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping.
All three of them are in the Innate Realm, and like him, they should have just broken through for a long time.
"The old man is crossing the misfortune, the calamity, and the disaster, please teach Sect Master Zhang!" While the three of them spoke, the qi was already locked on Zhang Wuji's body.
At the same time, the aura on the three of them colluded with each other, blocking all of Zhang Wuji's retreats, obviously not preparing to give him a chance to escape.
"King Kong Demon Array!" Zhang Wuji knew in his heart.
"Are you going to fight three to one?"
"It's a little unreasonable!" Zhang Wuji smiled with a slight narrowing of his eyes.
"Sect Master Zhang came to my Songshan and killed my Songshan guests, I'm afraid he didn't follow any morality. Du Er was the first to approach Zhang Wuji, and his palm seemed to be slow, but in fact, he slapped it very quickly.
Zhang Wuji put his fingers together, and the sword qi of the six-vein divine sword brewed, and he pointed out with one finger.
"Dang!" the sword qi struck on the palm of Do'er's hand.
Du Er slowly retreated half a step, but Zhang Wuji did not move.
Obviously, this first trick was tempted, and the small snack was a loss.
"I heard that Sect Leader Zhang broke the dragon grasp of my emptiness master and nephew in thirty moves at the top of the light, and the three of us senior brothers will use Shaolin Mighty King Kong to point at it today, but we want to see how Sect Leader Zhang breaks it?"
The second attack of the tribulation came, and the two fingers unexpectedly revealed wisps of golden light, and slowly pointed towards Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji raised the long sword in his hand, slashed his fingers obliquely, and said at the same time: "Master's words are not right, since you want to find the field, why don't you use the dragon claw hand to win me?"
"It's a pity that the three of us are not majoring in dragon claw hands, so I am afraid to smile generously when I take it out!"
Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank, and the long sword that had just been cut halfway was instantly withdrawn.
"When!" There was a soft sound, and the long sword in Zhang Wuji's hand was directly broken in two.
At the same time, the powerful King Kong finger of the tribulation suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, it reached Zhang Wuji's body, and he pointed down.
Zhang Wuji's whole body Jiuyang True Qi was agitated, and the emergency operation was greatly moved.
"Bang!" he took three steps back from the finger, blood gushing from the corners of his mouth.
"Master is insidious, this is not a powerful Vajra finger!" Zhang Wuji had no expression on his face, but his heart was full of vigilance.
These three are all old silver coins!
Say one thing with your mouth, do one thing with your hands.
In fact, there was a great shift of the Qiankun body, and he was not injured.
But with three old silver coins as a teacher, Zhang Wuji felt that he still forcibly spit out a mouthful of blood and pretend to be a little better.
He threw away the long sword in his hand, but took another long sword from his back.
Before coming to Songshan, Zhang Wuji had a premonition that if Shaolin had a congenital master who had successfully advanced, he might have to run into it.
So he was well prepared.
Holding a long sword in his hand can increase his combat power by three or four percent, so in order to prevent the long sword in his hand from being broken, he has three swords on his body, in addition to a soft sword wrapped around his waist.......
"Hehe, the spirit suddenly moved slightly, and he used a style of flower fingers, and asked Sect Master Zhang for advice. There was no embarrassment at all, and seeing that Zhang Wuji still had a sword, there was a little disappointment in his eyes.
Aren't sword cultivators all arrogant, adhering to one person and one sword to walk the rivers and lakes?
Why did this man carry two swords?
Aren't you afraid that the sword heart will be unstable?
"In that case, I'm going to get serious too!" Zhang Wuji stood with his sword in his hand, and the sword qi on his body began to explode one after another, and there was no unstable appearance at all.
When the temptation is over, the fire must be fully fired.
"Amitabha!" The three old monks on the opposite side chanted the Buddha's name, the golden light on their bodies flashed slightly, and the Vajra Demon Circle was activated.
They don't think that Zhang Wuji is a junior and look down on him.
On the contrary, a peerless genius who can advance to the Innate Realm at the age of less than thirty, and a sword cultivator whose combat power is so strong that it explodes, must be treated with caution.
On a mountain peak seven or eight miles away from here, feeling the sudden outbreak of Dharma fluctuations in the dense forest in the distance and the unscrupulous sky-rushing sword qi that could not be suppressed at all, the head of Shaolin, Master Kongwen, couldn't help but show a trace of worry on his face.
I don't know if the three uncles can win the fight against that Sect Master Zhang, if they can't win, even if they win, but let the other party run away, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble for Shaolin.
But the other party came to Songshan alone and attacked and killed the lord of Ruyang for thousands of miles, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Shaolin Temple, and it must not be missed.
"In the future, whether he will dominate the Mingjiao religion, or Shaolin will continue to dominate the rivers and lakes, success or failure will be determined in one fell swoop. Kong Wen thought.