Ten days have passed, and Dabi will open again.

On the Xuanwu platform, the various factions stood looking at each other.

The invisible air machine collided in the air, compared to ten days ago, there was no more subtlety, the air flow was tumbling, the sky was cloudy, the light was confused, and the human eye was hallucinated.

The second round of the big competition, not as good as before, a decisive victory, elimination every game, is a real effort, there is no reason to talk about.

"The second round begins!"

With the head of Wudang, Zheng Qingshan, drank down, the golden bell was a masterpiece, and the big competition officially opened.

As usual, as the host, Wudang Qizi naturally wanted to start the game, which became the focus of the audience.

After experiencing the first round of the big competition, the performance was so strong that it was almost invincible, and it has completely washed away the inherent impression that all parties have been weak for a long time.

In the second round of the big competition, the strong hands of each faction played their hole cards and fought with all their might, whether the seven sons of Wudang could continue to sing and advance.

Everyone's eyes are full of curiosity, but more of them are deeply scrutinized and jealous.

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"The eldest son of the Kongtong faction, please teach Brother Xie Dao Wudang!" Xie Baoshu again, and a disciple of the Kongtong faction.

It's just that compared to before, the eldest son obviously learned the lesson of his senior brother Taiqingzi, and stopped talking nonsense, and seemed very cautious.

"Please!" Xie Baoshu returned the salute with his fists, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he shot directly.

Mixed Yuan Datong!

He folded his hands and slapped them together, and the qi machine was condensed as one, like a wall of qi, and retreated violently.

Illusion Magic!

And unexpectedly, the eldest son of the Kongtong faction trembled suddenly in place, and he actually pulled out three phantoms in an instant, uncertain and uncertain, dodging.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The palm technique is continuous, and one palm after another is struck, and the strength is amazing, and the waves of Dao Qi are blasted.

And the eldest son just used his body tricks, covering his head to dodge, and he didn't mean to fight back at all.

Seeing this, the surrounding area immediately booed.

But the eldest son turned a deaf ear and made up his mind, only to escape, and never took a move.

Unexpectedly, when the elders of the Dao sects such as Kongtong, Shenxiao, and Maoshan saw this, they nodded one after another.

"Do you want to drain my true qi?" Xie Baoshu has been guided by his junior uncle and ancestor, and has completely mastered the essence of his own martial arts, and naturally understands that there are no flaws in martial arts, and people have flaws.

One breath mixed element palm, the unique mixed element true qi is unparalleled, once used, the atmosphere is grand, dignified, and crushes the opponent.

It's a coincidence!

Under the palm of the hand, thousands of changes will naturally be extinguished.

There is no limit to the palm skills, and there is a shortage of manpower.

The One Qi Mixed Yuan Palm consumes too much true qi, and it is indeed a flaw that is not a flaw.

In this case, it is even more impossible to do what the other party wants.

If you only compare the body method, how long will it take to chase it?

Xie Baoshu looked at the other party's heavy figure, jumped left and right in front of him, and snorted coldly.

Hell-bent on escaping?

Then you can't escape!

As soon as this thought moved, he immediately stopped having any intention of keeping his hand, and his true anger gushed out.

Infinite Mixed Elements!

The palms are yin and yang with each other, hovering like Tai Chi, and then returning to Wuji.

The palm momentum immediately spread out, the heaven and the earth were not born, the state of chaos was endless, gray and gray, the air was grand and boundless, and it was pushed horizontally and mightily, completely filling every space.

"Not good!" the eldest son was horrified, and only felt that he was surrounded by an overwhelming palm power, and there was nowhere to hide.

Even if the Illusion God Law can be divided in an instant, if the entire space is suppressed, how can it escape again?

When I don't know what to do, my palm has already been slapped in the air.

He could only punch in a hurry, drumming up his true qi, and his fists were heavy, like a peerless martial artist wielding a war hammer, moving forward.

But the next moment......

He felt that his fists were completely suppressed by Sanshan and Wuyue, and the whole person was crushed by the power of Wanjun, flying out sideways, his chest collapsed, and he was completely unconscious.

"Winner, Wudang Xie Baoshu!"

Xie Baoshu took a deep breath, his face suddenly turned pale, fleeting, and then he walked down the high platform calmly.

The Kongtong faction was defeated again.

Except for the red-haired elders, the other Dao Sect elders looked at each other and smiled.

The subtle changes in Xie Baoshu's body naturally couldn't escape their attentive gaze.

Although it was defeated, everything turned out as expected, and that was enough!

"Congratulations to Senior Brother, win another game, Wudang will be mighty!" Xie Baoshu stepped forward, and all the Wudang disciples rushed forward and congratulated in unison.

Xie Baoshu shook his head slightly, not seeing any joy, and turned to the seventh son of Wudang and said, "Senior brothers, senior sisters, be careful! The people of various Taoist sects seem to be intent on targeting our Wudang martial arts, and there will be deeper plans in the future!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!" the other six sons nodded their heads.

The eldest son of the Kongtong faction is a famous disciple, but he is so shameless on the stage, and he doesn't take a move, which is outrageous.

Liuzi is not a fool, he naturally sees everything in his eyes and is guarded.

Then things turned out as they expected.

......

The long sword breaks through the air, and it is incomparable!

The chains are heavy, and the sky net is current.

Shangguan Lingyun's opponent was Lei Meng of the Shenxiao Sect, a burly man, but he made a long whip of femininity superb, intertwined into a net, and there were many afterimages, among which there was even more true qi like electricity, surging non-stop.

In the face of the fierce sword moves, Lei Meng did not dodge or dodge, the long whip was heavily entangled, and the current surged, so that the swordsman's hand holding the sword was also paralyzed, and the sword move was immediately greatly damaged.

The move that has always been indomitable is also messy.

A sword of the North Pole!

But Shangguan Lingyun is not good at stubble after all, he is ruthless to others, and he is also ruthless to himself, his body and sword are one, he rises from the air, rises to the high ground, and swoops down, like the stars of the North Pole in the sky, lonely for eternity, and cold for eternity.

Laugh at......

The electricity surged, and the next moment it drowned him in it, and there was a thunderclap.

But the sword never trembled in the slightest, and fell silently.

Suddenly the thunder fell silent and the smoke dissipated.

The two staggered.

A person made a whip in the shape of a whip, his eyes were angry, and he stared straight in front of him, and the next moment he shook slightly, and his burly body collapsed like a jade pillar pushing a mountain of gold, splashing dust.

Shangguan Lingyun slowly put away his sword, turned around and stepped down, only the corners of his clothes were scorched black.

......

Xuanyin is seven evil, and the knife technique is ruthless.

Seven punches and seven injuries, hurt others and hurt yourself!

Zhuang Xiaolou's opponent was Chongmingzi of the Kunlun faction.

He used the Kunlun faction's bully martial arts, which few people dared to practice, the Seven Wounds Fist!

The atmosphere of the five elements regulates yin and yang, hurts the heart and lungs, and destroys the liver and intestines. Hiding from the essence is frustrated and trance, and the three Jiao Qi are rebellious and the soul is flying......

Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself.

The domineering of this punch can be imagined.

Zhuang Xiaolou's exquisite soul, controlling the ruthless knife, has reached a wonderful realm, and his moves are superb, and he always makes a knife from an unbelievable angle.

When it comes to moves, she's not afraid of any opponent.

But when encountering this kind of injury-for-injury play, although it is clumsy, it is also the most tricky.

The skillful knife tricks that have been tempered for thousands of years have lost their effect, and they have fallen into the reckless fighting style of hurting each other.

Xuanyin Sword!

Zhuang Xiaolou was quick-witted, just thinking about it, and naturally understood his difficult situation, and no longer bothered to scheming, but collected his sword qi, and did not show any qi around him.

In the extreme depression, a knife is slashed out.

Suddenly, the anger was surging to the sky, and the sword sputtered more than three feet, without any tricks, just the first move that every martial artist learned when practicing the sword, "force splitting Huashan"!

seems to be a delicate woman, but she chose the most unpretentious and the most fierce and direct moves, and even Chongmingzi, who hurt others and himself with seven wounds, was caught off guard for a while.

The fists are rolling, the knives are vertical and horizontal, and they collide violently.

A cold light swept by, like a crescent moon falling on the world, and it was not seen in the blink of an eye.

Chongmingzi covered his chest with his hands and fell, and a shocking wound had been cut off on his chest.

Zhuang Xiaolou's figure shook slightly, his fingers wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and a pair of ruthless eyes swept across the audience.

Anyone who looked at each other immediately rushed to a chill from the top of his head and feet, unconsciously avoided, and many men lowered their eyebrows for a while.

......

The legs are chained, like a raging wind.

"Ahh......h

True martial arts!

Hao Renzhen's face was solemn, his eyes were angry, and his fists were like gods swinging a hammer, subduing all the fierce things in the world.

Fists and kicks collide.

There was a scream, and the leg bone broke off.

Hao Renzhen's fists were red, and the breath around his body couldn't help leaking, and it took a long time to calm down.

......

Xuanwu does not move, and the air wall protects the body.

Rainstorm pear blossoms to click on the surface.

Seeing that the other party avoided fighting, he only attacked with a hidden weapon.

Wu Chaoran couldn't fight for a long time, sank his waist immediately, desperately tried his whole body to be true qi, laid down a heavy wall of qi, and finally blasted the other party out.

......

Stepping on the ladder, the body sweeps the air.

The icy true qi permeates all directions.

Xiao Letian's body was so cold that he shivered, and his swift body technique could no longer be used.

In desperation, he could only turn like a spiral, his clothes were windy, rolled up a tornado, blew away the cold fog, and swept the other party into it, unable to extricate himself, only waiting for the opponent's strength to weaken, he endured the price of frostbite on his legs and kicked the opponent off the stage.

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The jade hand dragon claw, the air lock is taken.

Horizontal hard work, without revealing the valve.

Every time the claws of the hand were clawed, it was as if they were grasping on the hard bronze statue, and the fingers hurt.

Yan Caiwei's eyes oozed crystal tears.

But Wudang's martial arts are not weaker than others.

How could she give up so easily?

Capture the dragon skill, not only capture the physical body, but also absorb the invisible true qi.

After fighting for half an hour, she finally caught the slightest change in the opponent's qi, locked the opponent's vital point, and won with one move.

At this time, her whole body was already drenched in sweat and panting.

......

Wudang Seven Uniques, True Martial Nine Skills, for thousands of years, these Wudang miracles have long been famous all over the world.

After the first round of the big competition, the martial arts foundation of the seven sons of Wudang naturally couldn't escape the vicious eyes of these waves in front of the Daomen.

Their respective opponents actually seemed to have targeted training, and they attacked the weaknesses of the seven sons everywhere.

The seventh son inevitably fell into a bitter battle, and it took a lot of effort to win one by one, but his own breath was inevitably messy, and he was greatly depleted, and he was no longer calm and unhurried.

Such an obvious change has naturally been seen by the veterans of all factions, and they all nodded.

"It really works! Wudang martial arts, although there are no flaws, but people have flaws! As long as they target their people, they will be able to win in one fell swoop!"

"Although the seven sons of Wudang have been trained by Wudang's junior uncle, and their methods are not good, our various sects are not vegetarians!"

"As long as the seven sons of Wudang are blocked out of the ranking of the top ten Daozi, when the time comes, see what the face of this Wudang is, and then sit in the position of the five mountains of the Daomen. ”

......

True qi transmits sounds, and all roads are secretly happy.

The red-haired elder of the Kongtong faction laughed even more proudly.

"Next, let's appreciate the skills of our Kongtong sect disciples! In addition to Taiyuanzi, you must know that my Kongtong faction also has Taicangzi, Taichengzi, and Taihuangzi, all of which are strong Daomen!"

"Hmph! My Shenxiao Sect is not bad, Shan Ziang, Gong Yongsi, and Ning Wenhao have each learned a Thunder Law Divine Palm, and the power is far beyond what people can imagine. ”

"Maoshan faction Mao Lecheng, Jing Feiyu, Liang Hefeng, Shangqing Fu Sword, a must in the rivers and lakes!"

......

The elders of the Taoist sects such as Kongtong, Shenxiao, and Maoshan were quite-for-tat for a while, and as representatives of their respective sects, no one was willing to be subordinate.

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded beside him.

"Uncle Shi, it's not good! Senior Brother Taicangzi is about to be knocked out of the ring!"

"Uncle Shi, it's not good! Senior Brother Taichengzi can't do it either!"

"What?" the red-haired elder stood up, his eyes on the field, and then saw two condescending figures swoop down from the sky.

Wow, whew...... The screams were loud.

The two figures are surrounded by real qi and shape, like golden eagles patrolling the sky, and falcons are as fierce as swooping on food.

The golden eagle has no shadow, its arms spread its wings like a knife, cutting everything.

The falcon's claws are strong, destroying stones and cracking trees fiercely, tearing and shattering.

Martial arts one move and one style, containing the true meaning of martial arts, between the fists and feet there are carvings for thousands of miles, the eagle strikes the majesty of the king of the sky, and the momentum is overwhelming.

The golden eagle swims and the eagle claws split the sky, which is perfectly compatible with their own martial arts, and under the body and moves, the offensive is like a tide, and the momentum is even more terrifying.

The Kongtong faction's Taicangzi and Taichengzi's hearts were snatched, and they couldn't cope with it, and they were immediately hit hard and swept out of the ring.

"Huh, is that ......?" Wudang Qizi, who was resting on the sidelines, just glanced at it, and immediately got up.

The red-haired elder was furious, and now not only was his hair as red as fire, but even his face was red and purple, as if he was about to drip blood.

Before the words just now were gone, the reality reversal came so quickly that an old face was almost embarrassed.

The elders of the various factions looked at each other in horror.

These two martial arts enrollment charm, gasification pictogram, unheard of.

Who created such martial arts skills?