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Looking at the angry appearance of everyone, although she was in the enemy camp, Zhao Min was not only not afraid on her face, but also looked calm and calm, no matter whether she had any other tricks, this kind of courage was not inferior to a man. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the sound of fighting is getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of blood has drifted in the air.

Yan Jing'an's expression moved, and everyone's eyes on the scene were all focused on Zhang Sanfeng.

Although the magician Pang Ban first entered the Central Plains, he was famous, except for the fact that he seemed to be defeated in the hands of Yue Feng on the top of the light, and then he crisscrossed the Central Plains, and there was no defeat, and he actually didn't fight a few games, and these few fights, and the opponents were all first-class good players in the rivers and lakes.

Two battles, the first battle was the "poisonous hand" Qianluo of the city lord of Qianluo Mountain City, and the second battle was the "thief" Chizunxin, the master of the Zunxin Gate, both of whom were the top three peerless masters on the world's black list, but they were both defeated by Pang Ban.

If it's just defeat, then it's okay, looking at the world, all living beings, but how many people in the world can be the opponent of the magician?

What's even more surprising is that these two people, whether it is Qianluo or Chizunxin, have not been able to go through five moves under him, and Qianluo was defeated in three moves, and Chizunxin ...... Well, with the mysterious inheritance of the "bloody hand", he supported one more move, but he also failed.

The two black list masters were defeated by Pang Ban in the blink of an eye, making Pang Ban's name completely resound in the Central Plains martial arts, and everyone knew that the magician Pang Ban was indeed worthy of his reputation, except for Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Banxian, the first person in the world who was known as the land immortal, no one could control him. Oh, of course, now there may be a Jun Shuai Yue Feng and an evil sword Immortal Yue Feng.

It's a pity that he is not here now, there is only one Zhang Sanfeng here.

And the idea of the warriors on the scene was also very simple, they knew that they were not Pang Ban's opponent, so they pinned their hopes on Zhang Sanfeng, hoping that he could contain Pang Ban, and their group of people captured Zhao Min, and then threatened the Yuan court army under the mountain to stop killing.

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves slightly, ready to do it, but he was also decisive in killing, once he decided to do it, there would be no more nonsense.

Pang Ban smiled slightly, and said frankly: "Zhang Zhenren, Pang Mou has said before, I am very offensive to come this time, please forgive me." To be honest, we have been waiting for my brother-in-law's arrival before, but it seems that he has no intention of coming over at all, so far, there has been no trace of him within a radius of thirty miles, so in order to avoid a long night of dreams, I simply started first. Su asked Zhang Zhenren to be unparalleled in the world, Pang Mou came to Wudang Mountain today, one is to exterminate all sects and factions, and the other is to teach Zhang Zhenren's Xuangong, please also give advice! Zhang Zhenren can also rest assured, no matter what the outcome of today's battle is, the Wudang faction can be saved, as long as the Wudang faction does not resist, Pang can ensure that our Qiu will not commit any crimes. Of course, if there is any anti-Mongolian action in the future, it will be a different matter. ”

As soon as these heart-wrenching words came out, the Wudang faction's heart couldn't help but chuckle, and many heroes on the scene also had an extremely subtle change in their hearts, which had nothing to do with whether they respected Zhang Sanfeng, and it had nothing to do with Wudang's fame, it was just their nature.

It's just human nature.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes flashed, and he was about to sneer, but Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, brushed his beard and smiled: "Life is a lifetime, it is inevitable to have ups and downs. If this is the case for people, how can it not be true for the sects? If the sect is destined to go through this calamity, then it will be better to go through this calamity, and whether it will survive this calamity or disappear from it, then it will be their own creation. ”

Pang Ban's expression moved, and he was silent. At this point, he disdained to use any conspiracy.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Pang Jushi, Lao Dao has been in retreat for many years, and he has created some gadgets, and today he finally figured out some keys that he had not figured out before. ”

Pang Ban's eyes flashed brightly, although Zhang Sanfeng did not make a move, but he had already felt a kind of qi that penetrated into the way of heaven and was in harmony with all things in nature, and his heart was full of emotion and shock, and he couldn't help arching his hand at Zhang Zhenren, bowing his head, bowing, and asked extremely respectfully: "Dare to ask Zhang Zhenren, what is the name of this magic skill?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, couldn't help waving his hand, and said with a smile: "I can't talk about divine skills, I say it's a gadget, it's a gadget, how can an old Taoist be a person who talks nonsense? This kung fu can be learned even by a three-year-old child." ”

Pang Ban insisted on asking, "What is the name of the divine skill?"

"Tai Chi. ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said lightly, brushing his sleeves and swinging gently, a posture that was extremely in line with the rhythm of heaven appeared, the posture was slow to the extreme, and it was also soft to the extreme.

Except for a few people at the scene, such as Pang Ban, Zhang Wuji, Li Chimei, Yan Jing'an, etc., everyone else looked at each other, and they didn't understand what Zhang Sanfeng was doing, and their eyes widened and their mouths widened.

Inexplicably inexplicable, the next thing is much simpler, Zhang Sanfeng will get rid of Pang Ban, and they will get rid of everyone else, capture the thief and capture the king first, and the first thing that needs to be done urgently is of course Zhao Min, the initiator of all this.

Pang Ban didn't care what those people thought, the corners of his eyes jumped, his breathing was a little heavier, and his heart was shocked and amazed by Zhang Sanfeng's talent beyond the world, and there was a ridiculous but incomparably real perception in his heart.

That feels...... It felt like every organ, every inch of skin, and even every cell of his body had been completely stretched. And this is also the starting style of Tai Chi.

The name will be passed on to future generations, and it will not fade for thousands of years!

The breeze and the moon are clear, and the law is natural!

Strong, Tai Chi!

Strong, Zhang Sanfeng!

......

......

In the territory of Wudang Mountain, a patrol guard composed of eight Mongolian light cavalry was riding horses to guard, and at this time, a young man in white clothes was lying on his back, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and at the same time blowing a melodious and casual whistle, slowly appearing in the sight of the cavalry.

This young man is naturally Yue Feng.

"Kill!" the leader of the patrol team narrowed his eyes and shouted fiercely.

There is no nonsense, and there is no need for any inquiry, as long as it is confirmed that this person is Han, then his death sentence can already be pronounced.

Eight Mongolian light horsemen immediately pulled out their swords, under the light of the sun, the snow-white scimitar flashed one after another cold lightning, eight Mongolian light horsemen galloped out, rolling up the rolling dust, holding a horse like a dragon, as fast as the wind.

The Mongols have the world on horseback, their riding skills are high, and they are invincible in the world, just by the light cavalry team composed of eight people in front of them, you can know one or two.

In just a few breaths, eight Mongolian light horsemen had rushed to the scene like lightning, but their scimitars had not yet slashed out, and with a soft roar, the green sword on the back of the ox slashed with swiftness and incomparable speed.

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The sword light swept away like a green stream, but it was only a flash of lightning and disappeared.

And then...... Blood splattered out, like a fountain!

The eight Mongolian light horsemen didn't see Yue Feng's movements at all, and even if they didn't see Yue Feng move, they couldn't believe it, and their eyes widened in confusion, at this time, their heads had been cut off together, and in the pop, they rolled to the ground, and the galloping horses galloped away from both sides of the green ox. (To be continued.) )