The shadows are hazy and the fog grows.

Mo Shenggu, who was holding a Wudang sword, walked out of the light and shadow, with a rough and heroic face, a burly figure, and knotted muscles.

The pure Dao Gate was cultivated, turning into a strong aura enveloping the alley.

The primordial Daoist who came to pursue Han Feng had a grim expression, and he sensed the strong strength of Mo Shenggu.

The martial arts strength in Huang Yulang's version of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is not mentioned, but the expressiveness of Hong Kong comics is absolutely full.

The five-color air flow is circulating at every turn, exuding a good atmosphere.

Its sound is like a roar, and its momentum is like an open sea.

Both of them are orthodox Daomen martial artists, and they are on their own.

Han Feng looked at this Primal Dao martial artist with his hands in his hands, and asked with a smile:

"Do you think I need to run away now?"

The primordial Daoist shook the dust in his hand, didn't say much to Han Feng, and directly attacked, the goal was ...... The sword on Han Feng's back.

"Child, dare to be noisy?"

Han Feng had no intention of skipping the challenge and withdrew.

Mo Shenggu stepped forward with a sword, blocked in front of this primordial Daoist, and made a move to block it.

"You guts rat dare to act so boldly, it's simply beyond your strength. ”

As a character in the Hong Kong comic world, this Mo Qixia is not only as simple as being burly, but also using quite ...... words Form 2 ......

[Wudang Jiuyang Gong] operated, and the palm as big as a fan manipulated the air flow, resisting the dust whisk of the Taoist in front of him.

The power of [Wudang Mianzhang] is both rigid and soft, and it is like existing, so that the soft technique can defeat the enemy.

Under the softest energy of the Mianzhang, the dust of the opposite Daoist was stirred into a ball, and it was difficult to hurt people.

In order to avoid being discovered by the Hanging Sword Division and the garrison in the city, this Taoist's kung fu became more and more violent.

The strength of the Invisible Dao Gate erupted from behind, attacking Mo Shenggu's limbs like spider arthropods.

"Hahahaha! You really have some skills, it looks like I'm going to show my real skills too!"

Mo Shenggu laughed loudly, and the long sword in his hand was swayed, showing the subtleties of Wudang's swordsmanship one by one.

Or point or sharpen, cut off a lot of dusty silk threads.

And those invisible energies that were like spider arthropods were all shattered by the sword qi.

Although Mo Shenggu said that he started late, and his martial arts were mostly taught by his senior brother Song Yuanqiao and his second senior brother Yu Lianzhou, he accompanied Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts master, day and night, and he also got a lot of Taoist martial arts essence.

As soon as it was used, it surprised the primordial Daoist in front of him.

Dark Passage...... I can be regarded as the number one person in the Daomen, and I have a relationship with this little-known figure...... This person is a pure Dao cultivator, who is it?

Thinking hard in his heart and not being able to understand it, the dust in the Taoist's hand became more and more urgent, and he quickly slapped Mo Shenggu's face door.

Mo Shenggu did not dodge or dodge, grabbed the dust of the Taoist, and pulled the Taoist to him with the strength of Wudang Rouyun.

The Taoist man's expression changed, and he resisted with all his might.

The two were at a stalemate for a while.

I didn't expect that this martial art that suddenly came out of the fog was so profound, and the sword technique in one hand was so good that he couldn't get any cheap.

This is why Mo Shenggu did not learn the most profound Tai Chi Zhi from Zhang Sanfeng, and was attacked by Chen Youliang and Song Qingshu, and died too early to truly understand the supreme martial arts of Wudang.

Otherwise, a set of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong" with "Taijiquan Sword" will definitely be able to beat him to the ground and can't get up.

As a member of the evil Dao organization that infiltrated the imperial court city to assassinate, this Daoist of the Taichu Dao obviously didn't dare to make too much of a fuss.

And Mo Qixia, who is a fake account of unknown origin, also has the heart not to provoke the Hanging Sword Division or the imperial court garrison.

The two suppressed the destructive power of a martial arts, and fought quickly in the alley, although they did not fully exert the strength of a body to break through mountains and stones, but they were already strong enough.

Every fist exchange caused the air to concuss!

"Very good, your strength is enough to attract my full strength, but if you think that you can defeat me in this way, then it is impossible!"

The sword in Mo Shenggu's hand exuded a sharp golden brilliance, and with the blessing of this sword move, Mo Shenggu's sword speed also skyrocketed.

Each sword swept towards the wrist of the opponent in front of him, forcing the primordial evil man to retreat again and again.

This set of "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate" was created by Wudang Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, with a total of thirteen styles, specializing in the Shenmen acupoints on the palm of the enemy's hands, which is amazingly fast.

Han Feng was now watching the two fifth-grade masters fight against each other, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's not that I feel the subtlety of Wudang's swordsmanship...... is to admire the Hong Kong comic characters, and it is indeed the second middle school as expected.

Listen to this long four-word phrase and feel the overtones...... Han Feng felt that he had returned to the old days of reading comics in the rental library.

In the Wudang of Mosheng Valley, the superior martial arts learned, the sword speed was faster than a sword, and the Taichu Daoist on the opposite side gradually became clumsy, and the dust in his hands was about to be slashed bald...... began to retreat.

But looking at Han Feng, who was holding his hands behind him and watching the show, the Taoist was angry again...... Dao Ye is fighting life and death here, should you be watching a monkey?

It was really angry that Han Feng's relaxed freehand was really angry, and the Taoist decided to give it another try.

Taking a full breath, the last handful of hair on the dust in the Daoist spelled out Mo Shenggu's sword weapon with golden sword light.

The left hand turned over the palm, and a stream of true intent from the chaotic Dao Gate flowed to the limbs of the Daoist, starting from his left palm, everything around him was dyed black and white.

Wupin Xiuwei can really be regarded as a master in the rivers and lakes, and this Taoist has also learned some of the fur of the Daomen Town Forbidden Scripture "Little Chaos" from the master of the Taichu Dao.

This earth-shaking Dao Gate Forbidden Scripture is not to mention that even if the Taichu Dao Master can master one or two of them, these five-grade Dao people are naturally difficult to control.

But before the Daoist's palm, everything was black and white, and even Mo Shenggu's "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate" was difficult to break through and was forced to retreat by it.

"Han Feng, if you want to blame, blame you for taking something you shouldn't have!"

Obviously, the price of this Daoist using the Martial Dao Forbidden Code was also huge, and he panted and pushed the black and white colors towards Han Feng and the others.

Colorless smudge, annihilating heaven and earth.

The Tao gives birth to heaven and earth, and can also swallow all things.

"Little Chaos" is not inferior to the supreme martial arts of "The Future Chapter of Maitreya" invited by Buddhism to Han Feng to study.

Mo Shenggu felt the pressure of "Little Chaos", and couldn't help but show pressure.

Black and white colors are fast approaching!

After listening to the words of the Taoist, Han Feng suddenly realized, patted his head, and untied the sword of destroying me tied to his back.

"Oh, don't you say I've forgotten, I still have a divine soldier by my side. ”

Stuffing the sword of destroying me into Mo Shenggu's hand, Han Feng looked solemn:

"Brother Shenggu, take this sword and cut him!"

Taking over the Sword of Destroying Me, the pitch-black sword qi and the golden Wudang internal force blended, and Mo Shenggu's expression gradually changed from dazed to furious.

The big voice that is standard with Hong Kong Manga and the sharp martial arts airflow, the sword blade of the sword is pointed directly at the black and white color in front of me.

"It's been a long time since this kind of boiling blood, and Mo Shenggu will live up to the trust!"

Han Feng took a step back, a smile on his face.

Come on...... Again, this kind of aggressive tone and four-word words......