Seeing that the momentum of the two of them did not decrease at all, one left and one right attacked, and Zhang Yu raised his sword to meet the "Anti-Illusion Thunder Sword" method.

Between a few moves, the offensive of the two was broken one by one, and the "Anti-Illusion Thunder Sword Technique" was originally a fast break, and it could be said that it was only fast and not broken.

Although the sword skills of Zi and Qing are as fast as the wind, Zhang Yu can use invisible moves to resolve the tangible number, which makes the two of them surprised again.

Zhang Yu's initial use of the "Anti-Illusion Thunder Sword" was only considered proficient, but at this time, it was no longer what it used to be, and it was undoubtedly improved to another realm.

Since the battle of Mount Tai, he has also understood the way of the sword, and at this moment, the tricks of the purple and green are used by him as a sharpening stone, and he has the heart to try what he has learned recently.

Zhang Yu's sword moves, one move is better than another, but it still failed to hurt the two of them in the slightest, which made him annoyed and amazed at the sword skills of the two.

After Zhang Yu dissolved the purple-robed man's knife, the man suddenly galloped out more than ten zhang and said loudly: "It turned out to be you, I should have guessed it a long time ago."

The green-robed man also retreated beside the purple-robed man, and suddenly heard someone say angrily: "Evil thief, who are you to harm the ancestor into such a form, forming a formation..."

The person who spoke was Qingxuzi, as soon as the words fell, the disciples immediately surrounded Zi and Qing, and did not stop circling around him, Zhang Yu did not understand the formation, only knew that they were turning in circles and gradually formed a chain of Taiji figures, presumably the "Yin and Yang Polar Array" that they heard before.

The purple and blue two people didn't seem to hear it, their bodies stood in place and didn't move, but their eyes scanned the field for a week.

The purple-robed man secretly speculated: "That kid has profound internal skills and excellent swordsmanship, and if he is besieged by everyone in Wudang, I'm afraid the two of us won't be able to get benefits, but if I go back like this... Hey, that's fine."

Suddenly remembered something, his eyes were condensed, his eyes were full of light, he glanced at Zhang Yu a few times, and suddenly laughed a few times and said, "Hahaha... Zhang Yu, the old man should have guessed that it was you, and he regretted it."

Zhang Yu was stunned and shocked, he actually knew himself, and he instantly understood, since he had been assassinated by this mysterious force, it was not surprising that his name was known by people who were also forces.

Immediately after that, a more familiar scene reappeared, a puff of smoke rose, and the purple and green disappeared without a trace, and when the Wudang disciples stepped forward to check, they disappeared without a trace as always.

Zhang Yu was already relieved of the strange method of the man in black, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and the disciples around him also cast grateful eyes on Zhang Yu, a strange young man.

Zhang Yu nodded slightly, separated the crowd and saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, no need to think much about it was Zhang Sanfeng, when Zhang Yu saw Zhang Sanfeng's face, he understood why he was sluggish when fighting with Zi and Qing, at this moment he was at a critical juncture, and white smoke rose from the top of his head from time to time, Zhang Yu knew that this was caused by the extreme internal strength.

Zhang Sanfeng's body at this moment, the poisonous gas has covered his body, the pain is incomparable, the soreness is unbearable, and his face has changed from ruddy at first, to light yellow and then black.

If the toxin enters the internal organs, I am afraid that even if it is an immortal, it will not be able to return to the sky, if it is not for Zhang Yu's timely arrival, let him seal the second vein of Ren Du and the acupoints around his body, I am afraid that the Tao would have disappeared long ago.

Now, even if it is relying on internal strength to regulate pranayama, it will take some time, and everyone only sees that the face of the ancestor is getting darker and darker, and they dare not come forward to disturb.

At this time, Zhang Yu was very excited in his heart, and finally saw the legendary mythical character, since he stepped into the rivers and lakes, Zhang Sanfeng's name has always been around his ears, and he has already had a fantasy about his appearance and image in his heart.

Now it doesn't look like it is true, in addition to being full of silver threads, thick pen white eyebrows and snow-white hair, Zhou's clothes up and down make Zhang Yu laugh. But for some reason, there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's face, it was gradually spread by black silk, and he was faintly worried about it.

Suddenly, a woman's exclamation came from beside him: "This must be Grandpa Zhang, how can you be so black" Zhang Yu knew that it was Zhao Lingwei's voice when he heard it, and hurriedly reminded softly: "Miss Zhao..."

And looked at Zhao Lingwei, and saw that although her white clothes were full of blood, there were no wounds, and it was expected that there would be no big problem.

The surrounding disciples obviously also heard Zhao Lingwei's call, Zhang Sanfeng is a god-like existence in everyone's hearts, if it weren't for Zhao Lingwei helping everyone to resist the enemy, I'm afraid it will cause public anger, maybe it's okay.

But even so, the people who were originally grateful, but at this moment, they disappeared without a trace, glaring angrily.

Zhao Lingwei knew that she vomited first, which caused everyone's dissatisfaction, and stuck out her tongue to hide the embarrassing atmosphere.

There has always been a person kneeling beside Zhang Sanfeng, a clear void. Since seeing Zhang Sanfeng's condition, he has been blaming himself, anxious, secretly hating his low skills and poor protection of his grandfather.

However, after all, it was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, and when he heard someone beside him whispering, he remembered that he was the lord of a mountain at this time, and he was the backbone of the heart, so he stood up and walked a few steps closer to Zhang and Zhao.

I saw two people in front of me, one of them was wearing a square hat, pink and white, bright eyes and bright teeth, delicate facial features, and delicate figure, which looked quite like a woman under a closer look.

The other person is also good-looking, with broad eyebrows, fresh and handsome, neatly dressed all around, the appearance of the two is quite extraordinary, and the age is only between the weak crowns, but they are unfamiliar tight, and they have never seen it.

Puzzled, he hurriedly clenched his fists and said gratefully: "The two young heroes, the poor and the clear, temporarily take the position of the head of Wudang, dare to ask the two young heroes to ask their names."

Zhang Yu also took advantage of the situation and glanced at the person in front of him a few times, only to see that one of his black and shiny hair, tightly tied in the Dao crown, two thin horizontal eyebrows, a tuft of beard under his chin, a thin face, wearing a gray robe, and only about fifty years old.

Although Zhang Yu had never heard of this person, he saw that his temperament was by no means an ordinary person, and he was about to respond when he saw Zhao Lingwei's rare hands clasping his fists and saying: "Qingxu Dao Chief, hello, my name is Zhao Lingwei"

looked at Zhang Yu again and said: "This silly boy, named Zhang Yu, is my guard" Zhang Yu couldn't smile bitterly when he heard this, but he didn't know how to answer.

Qingxu glanced at Zhao Lingwei, but said with some surprise: "Could it be that you are the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the daughter of the head of Mount Tai, the head of Taishan, you look like this now, but you are naughty and tight."

The tone was like an uncle and uncle who had been close relatives for many years, Zhao Lingwei was wearing a white robe at this time, dressed as a man, and her voice was deliberately raised, becoming rough and rough, which was difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Zhao Lingwei was a little surprised when she saw Qingxu, she could see her background at a glance and point out her identity, and at the same time, she couldn't help but look up to the little old man in front of her.

However, when he heard Qingxuzi say this, he was a little embarrassed, and then resumed his previous light voice and said, "Let the Taoist see and smile."

Qing Xuzi waved his hand, and his eyes fell on Zhang Yu again, Zhang Yu and the mysterious person He saw it in his eyes, and what shocked him was that Zhang Yu's swordsmanship made him unable to distinguish which sect it was, and he couldn't help but be full of curiosity about this young man.

So he took a deep look at it and said: "Wu's difficulties today are all thanks to the help of young heroes, and I am grateful to Wudang."