"Yu Zhangmen, then the **** said that Leng Xiaoyun has no more intelligent things! How can you mention it again! Now I am here to learn and learn, not for the revenge of the rivers and lakes! Please sit down in the head of the house!" said Zen Master Huikong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yu Wanze had no choice but to sit on the chair, Han Feixue also pulled out the Easy Sword and Zhishan and stood in the middle of the field, and the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen and Leng Xiaoyun Fu withdrew from the field.

"Please advise!" Zhishan didn't wait for Han Feixue to return the salute after speaking, he had already punched out, the punch was extremely strong, as if it had the power to split mountains and stones, Han Feixue hurriedly raised his sword and stabbed out a sword qi to deal with it, but he didn't think that the punch was extremely strong, and he actually broke up the sword momentum and forced Han Feixue to take a step back!

Han Feixue didn't hesitate anymore, got up and jumped in the air, the sword qi of the Xiaoyao Sword was cold and shining in the air, stabbing several swords at Zhishan's head, and before the body landed, he turned around and stabbed several swords in a row, and the Xiaoyao Sword covered Zhishan's body with endless cold light, and the Xiaoyao Sword wanted to turn into a silver snake as if it was going to swallow Zhishan alive!

Zhishan waved his fists, striking out countless fist shadows to scatter all the sword momentum, and his fists did not stop at all, and instantly hit several punches to Han Feixue's whole body, Taizu Long Fist was created by Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Kuangyin was a fierce general who galloped on the battlefield before, so the boxing method he created also pursued actual combat, simple and unpretentious, and the power was amazing! Although Zhishan only hit a few moves, the move is to go straight to the key point of Han Feixue, simple and practical, and the strength is also full, although Han Feixue has a Taiji sword body, it is difficult to get out of its fist shadow.

Han Feixue was not in a hurry, the Xiaoyao Sword turned into several circles in the air to cover all of his body, and his moves became extremely slow, as if he was powerless at all but his strength was deeply hidden! Han Feixue was surrounded by the Xiaoyao Sword to gather an invisible wall, although the fist technique was powerful, it was difficult to break through this wall!

Han Feixue also continued to strike out the Heart-Destroying Palm when he carried the Tai Chi Sword, knocking Zhishan's fist shadow into disarray, Zhishan roared with both fists, and the fist shadow was like a mountain, like countless heavy hammers hitting the invisible wall of Han Feixue's structure, and within a moment, the wall of Han Feixue had been shattered, and Zhishan was also repelled a few steps by the force.

Han Feixue didn't wait for him to stand firm Tiangang Five Elements Sword stabbed out, the Xiaoyao Sword instantly turned into a meteor and only hit Zhishan around the body if lightning struck, and when Zhishan defended, the Xiaoyao Sword changed again, slow like a trickle but the strength was like a terrifying wave, and suddenly the sword momentum became extremely tricky, following the gap of Zhishan like a silver snake scurrying, and then like a sponge surrounded Zhishan, Zhishan had no ability to parry!

Zhishan never thought that Han Feixue had hidden his strength just now, and he was overwhelmed by the rush for a while! Master Xuan Zhen said in his heart, everyone in the rivers and lakes thought that Han Feixue had mastered the Taiji Sword, but they didn't know that his Tiangang Five Elements Sword was cultivated by him, but why did his martial arts advance by leaps and bounds, and when he disappeared, there would be a master to help him! That Zhishan was the number one master in Shaolin, so it would be good for him to suffer more! After a few moves, Zhishan was stabbed several times by the sword of Han Feixue, dripping with blood, and the sword of Han Feixue was waved into a mask of light to cover Zhishan, seeing that Zhishan's life was difficult to protect, suddenly a flying needle forced Han Feixue back, Zhishan also got out of the standing circle, and returned to the chair in embarrassment, the person who sent the flying needle was Leng Xiaoyun!

"I didn't expect Wudang to win another game, it's really amazing!" Huikong Zen Master's face was pale, he had already counted all the people in Wudang out of the battle well, and he didn't want to highlight the cold and snow, and the martial arts were so strong, he didn't expect it!

"I don't know who Shaolin wants to send to fight again!" said Master Xuan Zhen.

"I'm afraid that there is no one to send!" said Zen Master Huikong.

"Joke! I have three thousand disciples in Wudang, how can there be no one? Xiaoyun can beat you Shaolin disciple even if he is injured!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, his gaze drifting towards Leng Xiaoyun.

"Xiaoyun counts Wudang's disciples, and Wudang can shoot at any time when he needs it!" Leng Xiaoyun slowly walked into the field, and the soul drinking sword was also cold.

"This is a joke! Leng Xiaoyun was also a Shaolin disciple before, and he already knew a thing or two about Shaolin martial arts! He may be unfair to my Shaolin this time! And he is injured, if my Shaolin wins, I will not be martial arts!"

"I didn't learn any Shaolin skills when I was in Shaolin, and even though I was injured, I could drive countless Tartars for a long time!

"Venerable Master, if you really win a Shaolin man, you will not be suspected of stealing Shaolin martial arts! I Shaolin will not bully the injured! If Leng Xiaoyun is out of battle, only people who are not Shaolin people can fight him!" Zen Master Huikong said.

"That has already been tried by the master, then only the four masters under the throne of the prince will fight!" said Master Xuan Zhen with a smile.

"That's good!" said Zen Master Huikong, peeking at the four masters but seeing that the four masters did not move.

"The four masters have all been famous for a long time, how can they fight with a wounded person, wouldn't it damage their reputation! And if they really fight one against four, they will be even more victorious!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen, as if reminding the four masters.

"Master, I am willing to fight with the four masters!" Leng Xiaoyun's face was resolute, and the cold light of the Soul Drinking Sword burst out.

"Xiaoyun, you are my apprentice, how can I let you put yourself in danger? besides, the sword has no eyes, and you are injured, it is best for the four masters to be dealt with by me!" Master Xuan Zhen grabbed Leng Xiaoyun and said.

"I just said bluntly, it seems that Zen Master Huikong has not heard clearly! I want to send Xiaoyun to deal with the Shaolin disciples! But why did I bring out four masters! In this way, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to accompany Wudang, so how will I decide the outcome of the two battles!" said the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen loudly.

"That being the case, Zhikong, you can learn Leng Xiaoyun's one-and-a-half-move style, and those who are blindless and harmless than the sword on the training ground, don't leave any mercy!"

Zhikong held a vajra and stood on the field in a yellow shirt and white face; this person Leng Xiaoyun knew quite well, and it was the monk who used the same words last time he wanted to save Duan Ziyan in Shaolin!

Leng Xiaoyun said "please" and waited for the yellow-shirted monk to come, the yellow-shirted monk raised the vajra and was just about to approve it, but Leng Xiaoyun stopped him, and couldn't help but be furious: "Leng Xiaoyun, what trick are you going to play!"

"There's no trick! It's just that you came here to ask for Wudang skills, and I've only been in Wudang for a short time, so I'll only know some simple moves in Wudang, so I'm afraid that it won't be fair, and you won't make any progress when you fight with me!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"So what!" asked Zhikong.