"Palace master, don't go out, Luo Ran old thief is using the method of agitation, your injury is not healed now, and your strength can't even play sixty percent of the original strength, if you go out to fight against Luo Ran old thief now, it will be his trick!" The old man in green shirt sitting on the side didn't care about his injury at all, and hurriedly stopped Ling Zhongtian, who was about to get up and leave the cave.

Ling Zhongtian didn't know about Luo Ran's conspiracy, but as the palace master of Wudang Palace, he was provoked outside the cave, how could he avoid and not fight like a turtle with a shrunken head, this was not in line with his character at all.

Ling Zhongtian stretched out his hand to support the shoulders of the old man in green shirts, and said with a rather proud expression: "Elder Luo, if I die outside today, then you must take good care of these disciples of Wudang Palace for me, they are the future of our Wudang Palace, and they are also the seeds of our revenge against the Yuding Sect, the Infinite Sword Sect, and the Qianqing Sect!"

"The Palace Master ......"

Elder Luo gripped Ling Zhongtian's arm with both hands, his purple lips trembling violently.

The remaining Wudang Palace disciples seemed to sense Ling Zhongtian's mortal heart, and they all immediately knelt down and called in unison: "We will definitely remember the words of the palace master, and he will let the Jade Ding Sect, the Infinite Sword Sect, and the Qianqing Sect pay for their blood debts one day!"

"Very good, this is my disciple of Wudang Palace!"

Ling Zhongtian looked at the young disciples kneeling on the ground behind him, showing an extremely relieved expression, then turned around and strode out towards the entrance of the cave.

Elder Luo looked at Ling Zhongtian's burly and tall back until he disappeared into the entrance of the cave, and finally couldn't help but kneel down with a thud.

Ling Zhongtian walked out of the cave, staring at more than a dozen people opposite him with a pair of rather majestic eyes, his pale face did not show the slightest hint of panic, but showed a trace of contempt.

As an elder of the Infinite Sword Sect, Luo Ran was in charge of searching for the remnants of the Wudang Palace in this area.

Unexpectedly, his luck was so good that he really found the traces of Ling Zhongtian and the others.

As long as he can take off Ling Zhongtian's head, then he will make a great contribution to the Infinite Sword Sect, and the position of the Great Elder of the Infinite Sword Sect belongs to him.

Seeing Ling Zhongtian walk out alone, Luo Ran frowned, glanced behind him and said, "Ling Zhongtian, you are really bold enough, you dare to come out alone when you are seriously injured, I really admire you a little." ”

Ling Zhongtian smiled proudly: "It's just killing a self-righteous lackey, it's nothing to me at all." ”

"You're looking for death!"

Luo Ran was also one of the elders of the Infinite Sword Sect, and he was actually insulted as a lackey by Ling Zhongtian, how could he swallow this breath, his body rushed over like an arrow, and he waved his hands at Ling Zhongtian and slapped it.

Luo Ran's own cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Heavenly Rank, although Ling Zhongtian's original cultivation was a half-step innate cultivation, which was one level higher than him, but now that he was seriously injured, I was afraid that he would not even be able to exert the power of the early stage of the Heavenly Rank.

Luo Ran believed that as long as his palms slammed into Ling Zhongtian's body, he would definitely be able to kill him.

Even if you can't kill him, you can leave him with only half a life.

"It's just in time, I'll let you see how powerful I am Ling Zhongtian!"

Seeing Luo Ran directly blast over with all his strength, Ling Zhongtian didn't care about his injuries at all, let out a thunderous drink, stretched out his palms to the left and right, and cast a set of magical palm techniques that Luo Ran had never seen before.

Boom!

Boom!

Ling Zhongtian used his residual strength to use his Tai Chi palm, and it slammed together with Luo Ran's palms.

A trace of blood squeezed out from the corner of Ling Zhongtian's mouth, his injuries were much more serious than he had imagined.

Just after a moment of stalemate with Luo Ran, Ling Zhongtian felt that his palm power was weakening, and Luo Ran took advantage of the situation to increase the strength of his palm and forcibly shook Ling Zhongtian away.

With a loud bang, Ling Zhongtian's body slammed into the mountain wall, knocking out a big crater on the mountain wall behind him, and then spurted out a stream of blood, glaring at Luo Ran unwillingly.

If he hadn't been injured, the Tai Chi palm just now would have been enough to kill Luo Ran.

Luo Ran looked at Ling Zhongtian who was sticking to the mountain wall, and saw that he just spat blood out, but he was not bombarded by him as he imagined, and his face became extremely ugly, and when he was about to shoot at Ling Zhongtian again, he was surprised to find that his hands were actually paralyzed.

"Tai Chi Palm...... Could it be that you just performed the long-lost Tai Chi Palm of Wudang?!"

Recalling the scene of facing Ling Zhongtian just now, Luo Ran realized that the other party was actually able to perform the martial arts mastery of Tai Chi Palm.

No wonder he couldn't kill Ling Zhongtian with almost all his strength just now, but instead he actually learned the ancient martial art of Tai Chi Palm, which had been lost.

It is said that Tai Chi Palm was created by a highly qualified palace master in Wudang Palace hundreds of years ago, and the magic of this exercise is that the skill of four or two thousand catties is brought into full play, which can weaken the power of the opponent in half, and can also transfer the weakened power of the opponent to the opponent, thereby seriously injuring the opponent.

Although Luo Ran used all his strength to attack just now, he didn't expect that Ling Zhongtian had already learned the Tai Chi Palm, directly weakening his palm power to about half, and then he blasted back the palm power that had been cut off, instantly paralyzing his palms.

After thinking of this, Luo Ran Deng felt that his body was a little strange, and hurriedly used his skills to dissolve the power of the Tai Chi Palm.

Rao is like this, Luo Ran still felt a shock in his heart, and a stream of blood seeped down the corners of his mouth, which showed that he was also injured by the palm just now.

Seeing that Luo Ran was injured and vomited blood, Ling Zhongtian laughed loudly: "Haha, Luo Ran old thief, how does it taste like to vomit blood, isn't it refreshing?!"

Luo Ran saw that Ling Zhongtian was mocking him, and he really wanted to immediately step forward and kill him, but his palms were in a state of paralysis, and if he wanted to recover, he would need at least five breaths.

Although of course he knew that Luo Ran was paralyzed by the shock, although he wanted to go over and kill him immediately, but his injuries were aggravated by the palm just now, and he had no strength left to kill Luo Ran, so he could only watch the best opportunity to kill Luo Ran slip away from his eyes.

After five breaths, Luo Ran's hands finally recovered, and a powerful murderous aura instantly emerged from his body, directly enveloping Ling Zhongtian.

Feeling Luo Ran's murderous aura, Ling Zhongtian's pale face showed a wry smile: "Thinking of me Ling Zhongtian Hero I, how can I die in the hands of a lackey like you Luo Ran, if I really have to die, I would rather cut off my heart!"

The corners of Luo Ran's mouth outlined a gloomy sneer and said: "Ling Zhongtian, I never thought that you would die in the hands of me Luo Ran one day, don't worry, after you die, I will kill all the other Wudang Palace people in the cave, so that your Wudang Palace will disappear from the Hidden Martial Realm forever, haha!"