Chapter 132: Domineering Move
The Purple Cloud Daoist and the White Crane Daoist are figures of the same era, and he is not well-known now, but forty or fifty years ago, he was a powerful figure in the martial arts world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Chen Ji's eyes were full of shock and solemnity, the Purple Cloud Daoist came to Fujian to find him, what did he want to do.
Could it be that he wants to kill himself?
"Senior Ziyun, you won't come to find my master, right?" Chen Ji said, "My master is not in Fujian. ”
Ziyun Dao Chang smiled: "Boy, you are wrong, Poor Dao is not here to find the old ghost of Baihe today, but specifically to find you." You are now the most wanted criminal in the Manchus, and Dolgon asked the poor to kill you, but he paid a huge price. ”
Chen Ji naturally took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the Purple Cloud Dao Chief. And he held the Mo Evil Sword in his hand tighter.
"Wudang has always been a holy place of Taoism, a decent leader, when Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng rebelled against the Mongols of the Yuan Dynasty. Why, the Wudang faction is now going to be the eagle dog of the Manchu Dynasty?" Chen Ji sneered.
Ziyun Dao Chang smiled and said, "Chen Ji, don't talk about these useless things, you kid. Poor Dao can tell you that Wudang will never become the eagle dog of the Manchus, and this time, Dolgon and Wudang are just a fair deal. They pay for it, and they do things poorly. ”
As soon as the words fell, the Purple Cloud Daoist turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Chen Ji.
Chen Ji has been guarding against him for a long time, the enemy will not move, I will not move, the enemy wants to move, I will move first. Chen Ji moved first, not to attack first, but to take the thirty-six plans, it is not suitable for fighting in the city, it is better to go out of the city.
Chen Ji turned around and left, and his speed was extremely fast.
Ziyun Dao Chang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Escape, you kid is whimsical, in the entire martial arts world, there are only a handful of people who can escape in the hands of Poor Dao, but it will not include you Chen Ji." ”
Two remnants of the image rushed through the streets, and soon they were out of Fuzhou City.
The distance between Daoist Ziyun and Chen Ji is getting closer and closer.
Chen Ji secretly said in his heart: "It's so fast! The speed of the old Dao of Ziyun is not inferior to that of the Quanzhen Sect's Sect Leader Yuan Chu Zhenren. Ziyun Lao Dao is worthy of being a character who competes with my master for the first title in the world, which is really powerful. ”
Fortunately, Chen Ji's martial arts are not what they used to be, and after the battle of Yangzhou, there has been a big breakthrough, otherwise, if he has not left the city yet, I am afraid that he will have to catch up with the head of Ziyun Dao.
Chen Ji suddenly turned back, pulled out the Mo Evil Sword, and stabbed at the Purple Cloud Dao Elder with a sword.
This sword is not subtle, it is not a move in Tianyan's swordsmanship, but a stabbing sword in basic swordsmanship.
Fast.
This sword is almost as fast as possible.
The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.
With speed, there is strength, and when speed is extreme to make up for all weaknesses.
Chen Ji turned back and killed a horse pistol, an old-fashioned move, but it was very effective. Ordinary grandmasters have to be recruited. Fan Yu back then was an old fox, but he still had to eat deflated in Chen Ji's hands.
It's a pity that this time Chen Ji is not facing a grandmaster of Fan Yu's level, but a Purple Cloud Dao Master. Purple Cloud Dao Chief, White Crane Dao Chief, Yuan Chu Zhenren, these older generation of martial arts masters, all stepped into the innate realm with one foot, and they are strong people who stand at the top of the martial arts world.
Chen Ji's return pistol did not have the slightest effect.
"The kid is treacherous. ”
The Purple Cloud Daoist sneered, stretched out his palm, and lightly dissolved Chen Ji's stabbing sword.
Chen Ji's Mo Evil Sword seemed to have pierced into a viscous paste, and the sharpness of the Mo Evil Sword could not play a role.
Chen Ji's heart froze, and he said secretly: "It's Tai Chi!"
Tai Chi, Chen Ji has seen it.
Back then, he competed with Qing Mingzi at the main altar of the White Lotus Sect, and Qing Mingzi used Tai Chi swordsmanship. Taijiquan, Taijijian, the same root and the same origin, the Taijiquan of Ziyun Dao is more than 100 times higher than that of Qingyingzi.
"Boy, back then, your master used the secret method of the Five Fowl Play to break the Tai Chi of the Poor Dao, don't you know that your Five Fowl Play has the fire of the old ghost of the White Crane?"
Tai Chi, slow fast, soft to overcome rigid, four or two dial a thousand catties.
This is the understanding of this martial arts art by ordinary martial arts masters.
At the level of the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, whether it is internal strength or physical strength, it has reached the peak of the grandmaster, where do you still need to overcome rigidity with softness?
Any boxing technique, including Tai Chi, is cultivated to the peak, and it is to overwhelm people with force and power.
The palm of the Purple Cloud Dao turned into a fist and punched out, which was the move and block in Taijiquan.
Tai Chi hammering method is the most fierce and domineering.
Compared with Chen Ji's tiger-shaped cannon hammer and Ziyun Daochang's Taiji hammering method, both the degree of fierceness and the level of strength are far behind.
Chen Ji's Mo Evil Sword turned into a beautiful arc in the air, aiming at the fist of the Purple Cloud Dao Leader and stabbing at it.
Bite!
The tip of the sword stabbed through the qi, and the sparks shot out in all directions, making a loud noise.
Chen Ji was numb, his muscles and bones began to loosen, and his qi and blood were boiling.
"What a strong fist!"
Chen Ji was horrified in his heart, and he was almost blown apart by this punch.
The Tai Chi Gang Qi of the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, like the real people of the early Yuan Dynasty, can be condensed into a substance, and can resist the sharp weapons of the gods. Chen Ji's strength was not enough, even if he had the Mo Evil Sword in his hand, he would not be able to threaten the Purple Cloud Dao Chief.
"Haha, you're a good kid, the blow of the poor road didn't shake your blood away. It seems that your five-bird drama already has six or seven percent of the fire of the old white crane. Daoist Ziyun said with a smile.
Without waiting for Chen Ji to reply, Daoist Ziyun punched again.
This punch is no longer strong, like a breeze. Zhigang's move and thrashing were beaten by the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, and he had an illusion of softness.
Chen Ji sensed mortal danger.
Chen Ji took a deep breath, his whole body was full of anger, he held the sword in both hands, and slashed Huashan with one blow.
"Bang!"
The Mo Evil Sword slashed the fist of the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, and Chen Ji was shocked by the strength of the fist, and flew out upside down, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"It's over. ”
Chen Ji said secretly in his heart.
The martial arts of the Purple Cloud Dao Master are higher than his own, and his speed is faster than his own, and Chen Ji can't escape if he wants to. When encountering the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, it can really be said that there is no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.
"Xianggong. ”
Zhang Mingyue's voice came.
Chen Ji was anxious: "Mingyue, what are you doing here?" Hurry up and leave." ”
Daoist Ziyun glanced at Chen Ji and said, "Don't worry, boy, the poor Dao is not going to attack a little girl." Tell Poor Dao, where did your master go?"
The chief of Ziyun Dao went down to Wudang Mountain and first went to Huashan to look for the head of Baihe Dao, but Huashan had already been empty. In desperation, the head of Ziyun Dao could only come to Fujian to find Chen Ji at the helm.
Chen Ji smiled and said, "The senior not only wants to kill me, but also wants to kill my master?"
Purple Cloud Daoist said: "Even if you don't say it, Poor Dao can find that old ghost of Baihe, it just takes some time." Also, your kid has been too sharp in the past few years, and the martial arts world has a lot of opinions about your White Lotus Sect. You have to be careful, there are no less than ten people in the martial arts world who can kill you. ”
After speaking, the Purple Cloud Daoist turned around and left.
Chen Ji was stunned: "Seniors don't kill me?"
As he walked, Daoist Ziyun said with a smile, "Keeping you kid may be more interesting in the future." Besides, Wudang was not a lackey of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Poor Dao was only interested in martial arts, and Dolgon was not qualified to let Poor Dao do things for him. ”
Chen Ji looked at the back of the Purple Cloud Daoist and said, "Chen Ji thanks his predecessors for not killing. My master is in Taiwan. ”
Daoist Ziyun is not a bad person, Chen Ji can feel his righteousness. He came to himself this time, maybe just to get a bad breath. After all, he lost to the White Crane Daoist back then, and he was inevitably a little unwilling in his heart.
After several years of cultivation, although the vitality of the White Crane Daoist has not yet recovered, his spiritual cultivation has been raised to a higher level. Chen Ji believed that in the face of the Purple Cloud Dao Chief, the master might not lose.
Zhang Mingyue helped Chen Ji up: "Xianggong, how are you?"
Chen Ji shook his head and said, "It's okay." It's just that the strength of the whole body was shaken away, and I couldn't control my qi and blood. After two days of cultivation, the muscles and bones will naturally recover. ”
Zhang Mingyue glanced hatefully at the direction in which the Purple Cloud Daoist had left, and said, "That old Taoist priest is the Purple Cloud Daoist of the Wudang Sect? ”
Chen Ji shook his head and didn't explain.
"Let's go back first. Chen Ji said, "Mingyue, I want to retreat for a while, and I must practice the Pure Yang Nine Scrolls." Otherwise, they are really not the opponents of the Purple Cloud Dao Leader and the Yuan Chu Zhenren. ”
Chen Ji made up his mind that in this retreat, he must practice the Pure Yang Nine Scrolls.