Chapter Forty-Four: Fighting Beyond the Ranks, Defeating the Strong with the Weak

With a palm strike, all things are nirvana and return to chaos.

The loud voice is silent, and the elephant is invisible!

The gray and gray breath came silently and mightily.

It's choppy!

Any resistance seems so powerless.

The black evil is violent, and the more ruthless it comes, the worse it goes.

His body lay in the air, crossed an arc, and fell heavily to the ground.

It all happened in an instant, and it was unexpected.

"Protect the leader!" a group of blood-clad men pounced bravely, surrounded the black demons, and fled down the mountain in a hurry.

"Don't let them run away!" the young disciple of Wudang was about to chase after him again.

Xie Baoshu shouted in a deep voice, "Poor Kou Mo chase, it is important to protect the mountain gate!"

"Yes!" the disciples looked at each other, and although they were puzzled, they still stopped obediently.

They didn't notice that Xie Baoshu had his hands behind his back, his palms were trembling slightly, his face was pale, and he smiled bitterly.

The unique martial arts of the little master and uncle are strong, that is......

It's so exhausting!

His body was already empty at this point.

Forcibly using his current shallow cultivation is like a three-year-old child wielding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which is easily unable to move, and can only be used as a killer weapon when it is critical, winning with one blow!

"Senior Brother is mighty! Congratulations to Senior Brother on his success in coming down the mountain, expelling the demon, and making a blockbuster!" He concealed that there was nothing unusual, and those young disciples of Wudang were unaware of it, and they all congratulated him.

The sound was earth-shattering and could be heard everywhere.

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"Senior brother has also come down the mountain!"

"He won the enemy, big brother, mighty!"

"Hold on! Senior Brother is coming to our aid!"

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The young disciples of Wudang who were caught in confrontation elsewhere were all in high spirits, and their morale was high.

"What? Blackshit, this idiot, has been defeated?"

"According to the news, the senior brother of Wudang Seventh Son is only a seventh-grade martial artist, and he doesn't even have the acquired realm, even if he is trained by the little uncle of Wudang who has never shown up on Feilai Peak, and has a breakthrough, it is only a sixth-grade martial artist. Heisha is a five-grade master, the realm is one level higher, and his martial arts are not weak, but he can also be defeated.

"Could it be that Uncle Wudang really has that kind of unpredictable ability?

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The black demon was defeated, and under the chain reaction, the blood-clothed army was in turmoil.

The other six demons also had ugly faces, and their movements were sluggish.

"Did Senior Brother make a move?" When Shangguan Lingyun, Zhuang Xiaolou and the other Wudang Seven Sons got a precious respite, they reacted in an instant, and they had already made a decision, and the aura around them suddenly changed.

The escaping qi was collected into the body without leaking the slightest, but the true qi in the body was as hot as boiling water, and the next moment it was shockingly shot.

Sword, fall!

The sky is hanging from the spoon, the seven stars are dead, the starlight is like a sword, falling in the world, one sword and one kill, seven swords and seven kills, all things are killed,

Knife, slash!

The heavenly knife is ruthless, falling silently, the air is sweeping, criss-crossing, the knife qi is a net, no one can escape, and it is destroyed and created.

Punch, out!

The white tiger of the West, fierce and domineering, arrogant and arrogant, punches out thunder, mighty, and all souls are subdued.

Pile, into!

Beihai Xuanwu, the spirit of the turtle and snake, the limbs support the sky, sit in the netherworld, the heaven and the earth are cold, the heaven and the earth are frozen, and all living beings wither.

Foot, liter!

Stepping on the clouds, stepping towards the sky, the sun soars, the world is extremely fast, the phantoms are heavy, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbroken.

Grab it!

The jade hand probes the claws, the strength penetrates the air, the dragon swims, stirs the wind and clouds, spins like a tornado, absorbs the stars and moves, and no one can escape.

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"What kind of martial arts is this?"

In an instant, the aura of the opponent in front of him suddenly soared, like a dragon ascending to the sky, unstoppable, and the six demons were extremely frightened in their hearts.

Under the opponent's moves, all his own responses are so powerless, the moves will collapse at the first touch, and the killing machine will be drowned.

The six figures flew back upside down, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and were seriously injured.

"Let's go!" they gritted their teeth and roared, and the blood-clothed men behind them rushed up fearlessly, enveloping the six evils, like lost dogs, fleeing in embarrassment.

"You wait! We won't rest on our laurels!"

The terrible howl echoed in the Wudang Mountain Gate, like an evil ghost asking for his life, the ghost did not disperse, and the curse and resentment were difficult to dissipate.

Shangguan Lingyun, Zhuang Xiaolou and other six sons had the heart to chase again, but their true qi poured out, and their bodies were also crumbling, so they could only be unwilling to give up.

Before they could take a break, other young Wudang disciples had already rushed in one after another.

"Second Senior Brother's swordsmanship is really amazing! The Big Dipper Star Falls, Seven Swords and Seven Kills!"

"Third Senior Sister, women don't let their eyebrows be shaved!

"The fourth senior brother's boxing skills are really powerful. A fist as big as a punching bag, if we get too close, I'm afraid we'll be... Die!"

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His Royal Highness Taihe, the seven sons are reunited.

The young disciples below met their eyes, exchanged their heads and ears, and looked at the seven people led by them, full of reverence.

"I wish the seven senior brothers and sisters a complete success, once they go down the mountain, expel the strong enemy, and the martial arts will be completed just around the corner!"

All the disciples bowed down one after another in joy and convincing, and congratulated in unison.

The momentum on the top of Wudang was shocked, and the previous decline was swept away, like the sun in the sky, the birds and beasts from all directions were alarmed, and the ghosts and spirits retreated.

"You don't need to be polite! We can chase strong enemies, and the little master and uncle of Quannai will not hesitate to ignite! How dare you take credit!" Xie Baoshu pressed his hand slightly, calming everyone.

"Junior Uncle Ancestor?" When the young disciples heard this, they immediately thought about it.

As soon as you enter Wudang, you will know the name of the little master and uncle!

But his old man is like a dragon who sees the head but does not see the tail, lives alone and flies to the peak, no one can see it, and it cannot be speculated.

Today, these strong enemies are menacing, and the seven people led by them are all masters of the rivers and lakes, and even those blood-clothed people are fierce and vicious!

The seventh brother and sister, although they are talented, their cultivation is still shallow, and they have no chance of winning.

But who would have thought that when he went up the mountain in March, he had to be personally trained by his uncle and ancestor, not only did he improve his martial arts attainments and martial arts realm, but he could also fight beyond the ranks and defeat strong enemies!

Such a method is unimaginable unless you see it with your own eyes.

Uncle Xiaoshi, his old man, what kind of immortal figure is he?

The disciples were leisurely fascinated.

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The mountain was full of excitement and encouragement.

At the foot of the mountain are old and weak soldiers, described as withered.

"Heisha, weren't you menacing before you went up the mountain? Why are you so embarrassed now, beaten by a junior and vomiting blood!"

"Qingsha, how good are you?" the black-robed scar-faced man said sarcastically, "Uncle Wudang's unique martial arts taste uncomfortable!"

"Okay, I'll think about it, what should I do next? If you want to fight, go down to the ancestral seat to fight, and see if his old man will spare you!" said the red-robed woman impatiently.

"Yes, our trip fell short, if the ancestor knew that half of the manpower of this trip had been broken, and we were seriously injured by the junior one-on-one, which greatly damaged our vitality, and we were angry and guilty, we couldn't eat and walk, and I don't know if our lives could be saved!" The white-robed man was worried.

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For a while, Qisha's face was ugly, and he had no intention of fighting again, and his heart trembled.

The ancestor is ferocious, the devil is monstrous, and he doesn't talk about human feelings.

Even if it is his most loyal subordinate, if something bad happens, the end will be unimaginable.

"For the sake of today, we must think of a remedy!" said the red-robed woman's foxy eyes full of cunning.

"What's the solution? Chisha, don't sell it, say it quickly!" the other six evils asked one after another.

"It's very simple, one way!" Chi Sha raised a finger, "The seven of us joined forces to attack from the front of Wudang Mountain Gate, forcing them to fight!"

"How is this possible? In terms of means, the seven sons are not weaker than us at all, and the chances of winning are too small to attack the mountain head-on. Wait, you mean......" The six demons looked at each other, as if they had thought of something.

"That's good!" Chi Sha guessed what they were thinking, and nodded heavily, "It's the Seven Demon Blood Array!" As far as I know, ten years ago, Wudang suffered civil strife, and the older generation of Wudang Seven Sons suffered heavy losses, and it was too late to leave a legacy, so the Xuantian Seven Star Array of the Town Formation was lost. We set up a great array of blood seas, seven kills in one, and the bonus of skill, we will be invincible, and no one can stop us. Unless Uncle Wudang personally descends the mountain, and then the ancestor will not stand idly by!"

The woman's heart is as careful as a hair, and the key is to break through.

"Without further ado, we will immediately take the Blood God Pill and suppress the wounds! Take advantage of their unpreparedness and counterattack back, and we will definitely be able to win in one fell swoop!"

"Yes, I believe that the seven sons of Wudang will not feel good if they use such shocking moves, and their true anger will be greatly damaged!"

"Hmph! How can it be so simple to fight beyond the ranks and defeat the strong with the weak? The victory or defeat is still unknown?"

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The other six evils were overjoyed and laughed repeatedly.

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WhewW......

The strength is out of the body, like the sound of the wind sweeping.

The seven sons of Wudang sat on the futon, guarding the mountain gate, swallowing the big medicine one by one, and doing their best to recover their vitality.

"Senior brother, senior brothers, senior sister, it's not good! The Seven Evils have made a comeback, forming a formation, and as soon as they fall into it, the blood will be sucked dry and exhausted, and all the senior brothers will suffer heavy casualties!" A Wudang disciple rushed into the main hall with a tumbling belt, his face full of panic.

"What's the panic, lead us quickly!" Xie Baoshu suddenly opened his eyes, although he was anxious in his heart, there was no panic on his face, and he said in a deep voice.

"Yes! Senior Brother!" Seeing that Senior Brother was not messing around, the panicked disciple gradually calmed down when he saw this, and hurriedly led the way ahead.

The seven sons followed closely behind, standing on the Xuanwu platform and looking down, and saw that the seven evils had already merged in one place, standing in seven directions, and laying out a strict formation.

Looking from the outside, I saw the blood tumbling, condensing into substance, setting off waves of blood, spreading up, containing infinite killing opportunities.

It is like a sea of blood, and it will drown everything......

Pollute the world!