Wuji also looked at Yin Tianzheng's face, his face was a little excited, but then he calmed down again, and smiled kindly, "Senior, please use your luck to breathe!"

Yin Tianzheng also knew that now was not the time to get to the bottom of it, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart and calmly used the Jiuyang internal strength transmitted by Zhang Wuji to heal his injuries.

Jiuyang Divine Skill was already miraculous in healing, and after only a short while, Yin Tianzheng's complexion gradually improved.

"This is the Jiuyang Divine Skill!" muttered with a surprised face.

Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang Divine Skill has just been completed, and his internal force cannot be restrained freely, as long as he has a little luck, there will be red light flowing on his face, and he can see it at a glance by the turmoil and evil that he has also practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill for many years.

A hint of complexity flashed on Murong Fu's face, and he glared at the storm angrily, "Speaking of which, you have been cultivating the Jiuyang Divine Skill for much longer than him, but you have not yet cultivated to the fullest, you are really living to ...... Figure out the rest for yourself!"

"Childe wants to say, 'Live to a dog'!" Feng Bo pursed his lips, and then showed excitement on his face, "Childe, you see that this master is simply tailor-made for me, let me learn from him for a while?"

"That's not good, although this kid's internal strength is deep, his martial arts are sparse and ordinary, and he is definitely not your opponent. Murong Fu shook his head, with Zhang Wuji standing in the front, he didn't have to risk being beaten into the evil path to help the Ming Sect, how could he let the turmoil destroy the plan.

Storm Evil pulled a shrug face, "Yes, Childe." ”

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was treating Yin Tianzheng as if no one was beside him, the four elders of Kongtong were annoyed in their hearts, and Zong Weixia said with an ugly face: "Yin Lao'er, is it still better than that? If you don't compare, you will admit defeat and retreat to the side!"

Yin Tianzheng was furious, opened Zhang Wuji with one hand, and shouted coldly: "Hmph, since you four clowns are in a hurry to find death, let the old man give you a ride." ”

His voice rang like a bell, shaking the eardrums of the four elders of Kongtong.

The four elders of Kongtong looked at Yin Tianzheng in disbelief, the reason why they dared to argue with Yin Tianzheng like this was just that they thought that he had run out of oil and dried up, and now listening to his voice, it seemed to be full of energy, and naturally he had no bottom in his heart.

"Senior!" Zhang Wuji clearly knew that Yin Tianzheng was just forcibly holding on, but in fact, the condition in his body did not improve much, so he immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Senior's internal qi is almost exhausted, if you don't meditate and breathe in time, I'm afraid it will hurt the fundamentals." ”

Then he turned to look at the four elders of Kongtong, "The four seniors are going to compete in boxing, and this juniors have taken it over for the Yin seniors!"

Yin Tianzheng's eyes froze, "Little brother, are you a disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Sect or the Ming Sect, how come the old man has never seen you?"

Zhang Wuji looked slightly excited, and wanted to say, "Actually, I am your grandson!"

But after all, he shook his head slightly, "The junior is neither a member of the Heavenly Eagle Sect nor a member of the Ming Sect, but just ...... Just ......"

"Okay, you don't need to say it, since you are not a member of the Ming Sect, don't lie in this troubled water, these clowns who jump off the beam can't help the old man. Yin Tianzheng waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji knew that if he fought again, he would die of exhaustion, so he immediately said: "The younger generation has admired the predecessor for a long time, although the boxing technique is sparse and ordinary, but I still want to fight on behalf of the senior, the senior is better to rest for the time being, if the younger generation is defeated, the senior is not too late to go again." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Yin Tianzheng to disagree, he walked directly to the middle of the field, looked at the four elders of Kongtong and said, "Please teach a few seniors!"

"Boy, who are you from the Demon Sect?" Guan Neng shouted coldly.

Zhang Wuji shook his head, "The junior is not a member of the Demon Sect, but he admires Senior Yin, and he wants to fight for him." ”

"Hmph, the kid doesn't know how thick the sky is, it's better to retreat as soon as possible, otherwise, if the old man doesn't have a sense of proportion, won't you die unjustly at your young age?" Zong Weixia laughed, but the meaning of his words was not the slightest smile.

Zhang Wuji still shook his head, "Even if the seniors make a move, if the juniors die in the hands of the seniors, they will definitely not blame the seniors." ”

"Okay, I hope you won't regret it later!" The four of them glanced at each other, and suddenly their bodies shook in place, and from four different directions, they punched the acupoints on Zhang Wuji's waist in unison.

"Seven wounds fist?" Looking at the four elders' amazing fist momentum, a trace of remembrance flashed on Zhang Wuji's face, and he muttered in his mouth: "There are two qi of yin and yang in the human body, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the heart is fire, the lungs are gold, the kidneys are water, the spleen is earth, and the liver is wood. ”

The four elders of Kongtong were stunned, "This is the general outline of the Seven Injuries Fist Spectrum of my faction!"

"Boy, who the hell are you?"

"Where did you get the Seven Wounds Fist Spectrum?"

For a while, the four of them were shocked and excited, and they all opened their mouths to ask.

Zhang Wuji's heart sank, this seven-wound fist was passed down by his father-in-law, the golden retriever lion king, others may not know, but the Kongtong faction must know that only the father-in-law had stolen the Kongtong faction's seven-wound boxing spectrum, and now in front of the six major factions, if he exposes his identity, he is afraid that it will lead to endless incidents, and he smiled slightly: "According to the younger generation, I am afraid that the seven wounds boxing of your predecessors has not yet been practiced!"

"Boy, hubris!"

"Presumptuous, wait until I capture you back to Kongtong, and then ask how you got the fist score of our faction!"

The four elders were furious, and shouted a word, and then their hands were wrong, and four fists that were more violent than Shicai came out, and the four of them punched Zhang Wuji at the same time, and the angle and orientation were very good, sealing Zhang Wuji's retreat, obviously trying to beat Zhang Wuji alive.

Zhang Wuji didn't plan to run away at all, his right foot poked out half a step, his fists clenched, his arms slightly bent, his body leaned forward slightly, and when the four elders' fists reached a few feet in front of him, he struck out four punches like lightning.

The time for these four punches to be played is extremely short, and the momentum is slightly inferior to that of the four elders of Kongtong, but each punch contains seven different strengths, which are inexhaustible and endless, and it is the effect of refining the Seven Injuries Fist to the realm of Dacheng.

The face of the four elders of Kongtong flashed with horror, he and others have been invading the Seven Injuries Boxing for decades, and they have practiced all the injuries, and they have to rely on the five people to join forces to exert the maximum power of this boxing method, but I didn't expect that the other party, a weak crown boy, could actually use Dacheng's Seven Injuries Boxing, and I was even more determined to capture the young man in front of me alive and bring the idea back to Kongtong.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuji didn't give the four elders a chance to show it at all, taking advantage of the four elders' stunned kung fu, a storm-like attack was whirring, and the strong wind fist shadow shrouded the four elders.

Although the internal strength of the four elders is far inferior to Zhang Wuji, and the Seven Injuries Fist has not been refined to the fullest, the decades of fighting experience are not comparable to that of a hairy boy like Zhang Wuji.

As soon as the four elders came back to their senses, they immediately had a way to deal with it, but seeing that the four of them shook slightly, they had reversed positions, the fists in their hands remained unchanged, but the strength had changed, the strength had become feminine, and the strength had become inward......

Since the Seven Injuries Fist can use a variety of strength in one boxing method, these forces must be mutually reinforcing, and the four elders of Kongtong have changed for a while, but they have resolved most of Zhang Wuji's strength.

When others saw that this weak-crowned young man could compete with the four elders of Kongtong, and even had a slight upper hand, they were really taken aback, and couldn't help but glance a few times in the direction where Murong Fu was, "Is it really that there are talented people in the country, and a new generation is better than the old?"

Murong Fu sighed slightly, Zhang Wuji's internal strength is deep and incomparable, but he obviously can't use it freely, and even most of his potential in his body has not been developed.

"I can't say, what's the matter with this young man? Could it be that your monk broke his vows and got some illegitimate child out?" On the Mingjiao side, Zhou Dian looked at it with a curious expression.

When the other high-level officials heard this, they all looked at each other, with a look of inquiry in their eyes.

He glared at Zhou Dian angrily, "Zhou Dian, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

"I can't say, I also want to know what is going on with this young man?" but Yang Xiao said in a deep voice.

I didn't know that I couldn't hide, so I had to explain: "A few days ago, there was a person who saved dozens of Ming Sect disciples from the extermination master, and the Bat King should also know about this. ”

Wei Yixiao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "Yes, yes, I remembered, but I only remember such a thing, I didn't expect you to bring this person to the top of the light, do you know what his surname is, who did he learn from?"

"Hey, how do I know the origin of this person, but I saw that he stood up to save the disciples of the Ming Sect and was willing to bear the extermination of the three palms of the old nun, so I wanted to take him up the mountain and save his life. At the end, he sighed in pain.

"Hey, this person seems to be a little familiar?" Yang Buregret's little head poked out from behind Yang Xiao, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Wuji's back in the field with doubt.

Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Oh, haven't you seen this person?"

Yang Buregret looked at it for a while and shook his head slowly, "I'm not sure, I just feel that the back is a little familiar, but I can't remember it." ”

"Forget it, no matter what, with this person's troubles, we may be able to survive the catastrophe!" Yang Xiao said with a somewhat gloomy face.

The others were silent.

At this time, Zhang Wuji in the field, after this short period of time to vent, the true qi that was running around in his body because of the breakthrough was exhausted, and the rest could already be used freely.

Zhang Wuji felt a great sense of relief, and suddenly with a clear roar, his fists struck out towards the air of the four elders of Kongtong, and then an arc-shaped ripple of energy spread out in front of him.

As soon as the four elders came into contact with the ripples, they felt a strong attack, with different forces, as if attacking the heart, and as if attacking the spleen and kidneys, and the pain at the end was incomparable.