Everyone in the Huashan faction knows that Fu Wu Zhengwen, the master of the upper court, has a fiery temperament, and he is also extremely protective of his shortcomings.

Now his three apprentices have been defeated one after another under the sudden rise of "Tuo Nan Sheng".

What's more, he almost pierced Xiao Junzhe's throat with a dagger.

Such a shameful humiliation, how can Wu Zhengwen endure it?

He had snatched the white blade stabbed by Fang Zhongjin with his bare hands, and raised a blood-red fleshy palm.

The two blood grooves on this palm were hideous and terrifying, and the skin and flesh rolled out.

But Wu Zhengwen didn't care. Because he was trembling with anger at the moment, he wanted to kill the unknown "Tuo Nan Sheng" in front of him immediately.

As soon as Wu Zhengwen opened the stance, someone with good deeds directly shouted out his move, which was the starting style of Mianyue Palm.

Huashan Mianyue Palm is something that every Huashan disciple has heard of.

However, only a few disciples had seen it. Because this set of palm techniques was created by the head of the family three generations ago.

It's a pity that although the head of the family at that time had outstanding martial arts and talent, his lifespan was shorter.

Although he created a profound martial arts move like the Mianyue Palm, he only had three moves in total.

After that, he died, never to finish the rest of the move.

But it's just three tricks, and that's enough.

This moon palm came out, not as sharp and swift as the previous Wind Finger, but unusually slow.

If you want to say that the palm is slow, many people will think of the Wudang palm method, which is also known for its slow and mellow style. Among them, Fang Zhongjin's most proficient twenty-four phase gossip palm is also a slow and mellow palm technique.

However, Wudang's palm method pays attention to borrowing strength. Regard all things in heaven and earth as a furnace, and he is a mallet in the furnace.

No matter what, the enemy could not escape the shackles of the furnace and the stirring of the mallet.

And the Mianyue palm is also extremely slow, but it is extremely strong. Do you say that it is as soft and soft as the moonlight? His internal force is extremely strong, just like the moon spilling on the earth, but you have nowhere to hide.

When everyone was silent, Wu Zhengwen had already slapped a blood-red palm towards Fang Zhongjin.

Fang Zhongjin Guo felt that this palm contained strong wind and anger coming at him, not to mention Wu Zheng's eyebrows upside down, just like an angry King Kong.

If it is an ordinary person, he has already been scared at this time, where can he dare to fight back?

Fang Zhongjin is not an ordinary person. He also knew that this palm came like a majestic mountain, and there was no way to avoid it.

Originally, if the dagger was still in his hand, he might be able to resist it if he "violated the door rules, and committed the following offenses".

But now Wu Zhengwen clearly wants to shoot himself to death, he doesn't have a dagger in his hand, so he can only no longer hide his ability and deal with it with all his might.

To say that Fang Zhongjin knows the superior martial arts, it is naturally the twenty-four phase gossip palms of the Wudang faction, and the falling thunder sword technique.

But this time, he didn't use these Wudang tricks, but leaned his body and narrowly avoided this palm.

This time, it caused many people to exclaim "Huh".

Because this footwork is clearly the footwork that the head of Huashan has just studied in recent years. Except for a few of his own disciples, he did not teach it to others.

How can this disciple of the lower courtyard also do it now?

Several disciples who knew this footwork involuntarily tilted their heads and looked at the dark green soft tent sitting behind the jade altar.

The curtain hung low, obscuring their master's countenance and could not be seen. Qiu Songhe could only be seen sitting firmly in the chair, his hands clenched into fists and placed on his knees. I can't guess what he's thinking at this point.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the battle situation again, and saw that "Tuo Nansheng" really used strange footwork to avoid the two palms that Wu Zhengwen slapped at him one after another.

It's a pity that although this set of Mianyue palms is powerful, there are only three palms in total. It's not as good as other martial arts, it's a complete set of rounded and coherent.

After Wu Zhengwen slapped out the three palms, he didn't have a powerful back hand, and Fang Zhongjin easily avoided the edge.

This set of Mianyue palms, where in the past was there a reason why the third palm had not been able to subdue the enemy?

At the beginning, Wu Zhengwen was still angry in his heart, but now he has become angry.

He worked Mianyue's palm. Asking himself about Huashan, at most he is not as good as Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan.

Now he can't even control a disciple of the Huashan Lower Court.

This is no longer as simple as Nong Yingjie going against himself.

Wu Zhengwen also glanced at the dark green soft tent in his busy schedule, he had seen the head Qiu Songhe and several of his personal disciples practicing this set of footwork in the past.

They treat this step as a treasure and always avoid being studied. Except for Qiu Songhe and a few personal disciples he valued, the Huashan faction did not pass on to others.

But the "Tuo Nan Sheng" in the lower house in front of him obviously knows.

In other words, "Tuo Nan Sheng" is so high-flying, or has he taken advantage of the power of the leader?

In the past, when the master was alive, he only valued Qiu Songhe and Nong Yingjie.

Now that the dust has settled, he still can't escape being teased by these two people one after another.

Wu Zhengwen doesn't care whose power "Tuo Nan Sheng" is fighting against, in short, today he is a new enemy and an old account accumulated in his heart. If your eyes are red, you must bear fruit, this stinky boy!

He also knew that Mianyue's palm was still flawed, and if he wanted to fight back from the third palm back to the first palm, the moves would not be coherent.

But he had hardened his heart. A total of three killing moves, again and again against the "Tuo Nan Sheng" onslaught.

But the "Tuo Nan Sheng" he wanted to kill was not a stupid person.

He had already seen that this old horseman was poor in donkey skills, and there was no fourth trick to use.

The most important thing is that these three tricks are not a set, and there are huge flaws between the head and the tail.

The tricks between masters are not simply a comparison of size.

Luck, will, age, and physical strength are all very particular.

Maybe you won a move today because of your physical strength, and tomorrow I will win half a move because of your fighting spirit.

Therefore, although Fang Zhongjin may not necessarily lose to Wu Zhengwen, he is not 100% sure that he will be able to kill him with one blow and retreat with his whole body.

Moreover, Fang Zhongjin still had a plot in this Huashan faction, if he killed the elders in the faction, there would be no way to end it so easily.

For now, the only way to do this is to catch the air attack between his moves.

Sure enough, he even avoided Wu Zhengwen's onslaught, but he deliberately didn't get too far away.

The third move of Chengwu Zhengwen has been used for the old, and the first move has not yet been used.

Fang Zhongjin turned around suddenly, and kicked his toes at Wu Zhengwen's open chest.

If this kick is hit, Wu Zhengwen will definitely fall down and be churning.

Even Wu Zhengwen's eyes widened, helpless at the kid who flew over.

This time, the judgment was made. Even life and death are under control.

But at this moment, there was a golden thing in the middle of the air that flew rapidly towards the two people who were fighting.

Fang Zhongjin couldn't see it well, so he had to turn it over. With a bend of his body, he stood lightly on the ground.

And Wu Zhengwen, who is old and strong, also knows that this golden thing is coming at a rapid speed and is not easy to deal with. He involuntarily took a step back, steadying the body that was about to fall.

And this golden thing was as fast as lightning, and it plunged headlong into the ground.

Everyone felt a scream in their eardrums, and then they saw that it was a purple gold incense burner embedded deep in the soil.

In this Huashan faction, there is no one else who uses the purple gold incense burner, only Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan.

In an instant, thousands of pairs of eyes that could see the battle situation and those who could not see the battle situation all converged on the dark green soft tent.