Everyone was immersed in Mei Fengxiao's domineering spirit, thinking that it was impossible for Xuyun to escape from Mei Fengxiao's palms like dense rain no matter what. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But the fact is that Xuyun not only escaped, but also didn't seem to be too seriously injured! Naturally, he guessed that it was the Taoist priest next to him, and Mei Fengxiao's martial arts were known to be comparable to Yang An's, and if he could save Xuyun from his hands, he also needed martial arts similar to him, and in the Wudang faction, only Zhang Sanfeng could have such skills! Of course, the delusional master who had seen Zhang Sanfeng recognized it early on!

The little Taoist priest said: "I can't imagine that there are masters like you in the Central Plains martial arts, and the poor Dao is really blind! However, your move is fatal, and it is inevitably a bit contrary to the way of chivalry!"

"This Taoist master has profound skills, he must be the head of Wudang, there is a sentence you said just now that is wrong, I am not deadly, I really want to kill him, one move is enough!" Mei Feng roared.

Xuyun has never encountered such a big insult in his life, even if he loses, at most he will lose a one-and-a-half-move, like this to beat him to the point that he has no power to fight back, he has never encountered it. Even with Zhang Sanfeng at that time, Zhang Sanfeng kept his hand many times, fought three times, and tried more than 200 moves. He only said: "The poor road is planted in your hands today, how can you be insulted if you kill it?"

Mr. Fang was very happy to see this scene, and the resentment of the past few years disappeared at once, although it was not his own revenge, but he was also very happy!

"Listen, it seems that my Mei Fengxiao has also done a good thing!"

The little Taoist priest said: "It is indeed Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang faction, and my Wudang faction has always been known for its chivalry and righteousness, but its martial arts are mainly feminine." The feminine martial arts must be ruthless when making killing moves, so fellow martial artists will say that my Wudang faction is ruthless, not as good as the Shaolin faction!

Mr. Fang said: "Your Wudang faction is ruthless, how can it be limited to martial arts? How strong can your character be? I heard that your faction has an inexplicable relationship with the Mongols!"

"At this time, Poor Dao has also heard of it, all because of the rumors that Qiu Yuanjing, a disciple of this faction, helped Mongolia and killed fellow martial artists in the Central Plains. It's just that since the incident, Poor Dao has not met Qiu Yuanjing, and he can't confirm the truth of the rumors!"

Master Delusion said: "You mean that as long as you can't catch Qiu Yuanjing for a day, you can't confirm what Qiu Yuanjing did?

Zhang Sanfeng said: "If I say so, it is indeed a bit strong, but things in the world are often unexpected, I can't kill the disciples of this sect based on some rumors, and there are not a few who are deliberately framed!"

Zhang Sanfeng's words made Yang An extremely uncomfortable to hear, this incident was caused by Yang An, Zhang Sanfeng said that someone framed him, didn't that mean him? Then he said: "Zhang Zhenren, Zhang Zhang, you said that someone framed someone, didn't you mean that I Yang An? Since it is said that I, Yang An, intended to frame people, why is the person who framed people standing here today, but the people who were framed dare not appear." Moreover, it has been more than two months since the incident occurred today, and although Qiu Yuanjing's martial arts skills are high, there are many people in the Wudang faction who are better than him, so why can't he be caught in two months? Isn't it suspected of deliberately conniving at him?

Wang Daozong said: "Yang Shaoxia, you know, it's not that we don't arrest it, you know better than us where Qiu Yuanjing is now!"

"That's right, I do know that Qiu Yuanjing is now in the hands of the Emei faction, but this is also the day before yesterday, can't he be caught in these two months? Besides, it's not impossible for your Wudang faction to really want to snatch people from the Emei faction, why didn't you make any action at all!"

Wang Daozong couldn't answer, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Yang Shaoxia misunderstood, Poor Dao doesn't think that Yang Shaoxia framed Qiu Yuanjing, a disciple of his own faction, but just thinks that things need to be clarified to make a judgment, if not, don't you regret that you have wronged people?"

"Then Yang An, may I ask how long it will take for Master Zhang to figure out this matter?"

Zhang Sanfeng was silent, and Yang An continued: "I estimate that Zhang Zhangmen can't answer, we reached a consensus before, two wins in three games, and martial arts are set high, Zhang Zhangmen should have heard it, I don't know if Zhang Zhangmen has any objections?"

"If there is really no way, this is not a bad way!" Zhang Sanfeng replied.

"And what about this game?"

"Naturally, this young man won this game just now!"

"I don't know who will play in the next game?" Yang An asked.

Several Wudang disciples asked for battle, Zhang Sanfeng said: "The opponent in this game should be Master Yuan, if Xuyun is not injured and can compete with him, who of you can deal with his Xuankong Fist?"

"Master, disciple go!" Wang Daozong said.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Okay, except for Xuyun, your martial arts are the best, but if you use your previous martial arts, I'm afraid you can't, do you remember the thirteen-style boxing method I taught you?"

"Remember!"

"Just use these thirteen forms!"

"Good!"

It was Yuan who stepped forward and said: "The poor monk has fifty-two road Xuankong Fist, presumably the Taoist chief has heard of it, and I don't know what kind of martial arts the chief envoy is?"

Wang Daozong didn't know what the name of this boxing method was, he only knew that it was newly created by Zhang Sanfeng, and perhaps, he didn't come up with a name. He only replied, "Divine Fist Thirteen Styles!"

Shi Yuan smiled: "You only have thirteen styles, but I have fifty-two styles, speaking of which the poor monk has taken a great advantage!"

"It doesn't matter if you have fewer moves, it just works!"

"I'm about to ask for advice!"