Chapter 8: Victory

Xuantian said leisurely: "This time, I still have to thank Chongyang Zhenren." If it weren't for you and me fighting, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the poor Dao to break through this innate realm", and said: "The poor Dao has just created a three-point return to the vitality, it combines the long legs of the wind god, the fierceness of the cloud palm and the cold of the Tianshuang fist, and the Taoist friends should be careful." After all, it is swaying upwards and standing firmly in the air.

Wang Chongyang is also full of fighting spirit. Since his congenital achievements and innate success, almost no hero in the world is his opponent. In the past few days, Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, and Duan Zhixing have all done good martial arts, but they are just good. If he strikes with all his might, the four of them will surely be defeated. After sparring with Xuantian Ji for a few days, he could feel that Xuantian Ji seemed to be stuck in a bottleneck. He was very curious, and made a move to urge him to perfect the exercises. I don't want to Xuantian Ji is also a deep source of blessing, and if he really broke through in the battle, he not only advanced to the innate level, but also created a powerful move, which vaguely threatened him.

Wang Chongyang said slowly: "Please." The sleeve robe was flung suddenly, but his body rose into the air, facing Xuantian Ji in the air.

Both of them exuded momentum. Two extremely strong momentum shrouded Huashan and suppressed it on the spot. Many people shivered, weakened, and fell to the ground. Huang Yaoshi and the others gritted their teeth and persevered, looking horrified.

Wang Chongyang suddenly pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng sword, stabbing two nine hundred and eighteen swords in a row, each sword was divided into three, and fifty-four extremely strong sword qi instantly shot towards Xuantian Ji.

"Three points to the vitality!"

Xuantian Ji roared, and the water-like sphere suspended in the air instantly returned to his hand, and his two hands were sent forward, and the ball collided with the sword qi.

There was a bang, a loud bang in the sky. People saw that the ball broke through fifty-four sword qi in an unstoppable state, and instantly rushed towards Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chaoyang's face was solemn, and he shouted: "Pro." I saw that a layer of vitality cover instantly condensed around Wang Chongyang, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered one after another, merging into this vitality cover, and the vitality cover gradually showed its form.

The ball slammed into the energy shield and made a "snort" sound. The aura shield thinned at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the sphere gradually shrank.

After all, the vitality shield disappeared one step ahead of the sphere. Wang Chongyang was not in a hurry, and the three-point return to vitality at this time was no longer a threat to him. His innate true qi exploded all over his body, and with a slap, the ball also disappeared into the air.

Wang Chongyang exclaimed: "This three-point return to the vitality is really incomparably powerful, and the profundity is infinite." Once fused, the three different true qi can be endlessly reborn and multiply in power. Admired by the old way".

Xuantian Ji's left and right hands stretched out at the same time, and two water-like spheres of the same size appeared in his palms. Yan said: "Chongyang Zhenren, can you break me once and return to the vitality by three points, I don't know if you can break me with more three points to return to the vitality? You and I are both endless, I don't know when it will be a head to fight like this?

Wang Chongyang said: "Yes." He flipped his hands up and down, but he created an image of Tai Chi in the air. Tai Chi rotates slowly, exuding a quaint and desolate atmosphere. The vitality of heaven and earth has been absorbed in large quantities, and the figure of Tai Chi is becoming more and more condensed.

Xuantian Ji's expression was shocked. He never thought that Wang Chongyang would pose Tai Chi, isn't this Zhang Sanfeng's idea. He took a deep breath, and his true qi continued to be used, and one after another water-like spheres floated in the air, exuding a dangerous aura.

Xuantianji Dahe said: "Melt". Many small balls began to devour each other, and eventually became large balls about a foot in diameter. The big ball is also like Tai Chi, devouring the vitality of heaven and earth.

The ball is getting bigger and bigger, but the people on the ground feel more and more difficult to breathe, almost suffocating. Many people were shocked and fled in a hurry.

Xuantian Ji said: "Go", the big ball was as fast as lightning, and it hit Tai Chi hard.

Tai Chi emitted a streamer all over his body, and quickly spun up, gradually grinding away the attack of the big ball in the rotation, disintegrating the vitality contained in the ball.

The big ball ignored it and continued to crash into Tai Chi. At the moment of contact, the big ball emits countless wind blades, cutting towards Taiji, and there are ethereal clouds to protect itself, and there is a piercing cold energy, which inhibits the operation of Taiji.

The two fought each other.

I don't know how long it took for people to finally see that the Taiji diagram was the first to be dismantled. Before he could make a quick sound, the big ball slowly dissipated in the air.

Wang Chongyang was silent and said slowly: "Now it's the old way that has lost." He also had a hint of frustration. Although the life of no opponent is very lonely, it is not very pleasant to watch the opponent surpass himself, not to mention that this opponent still successfully breaks through and surpasses himself with the help of his own heart.

Xuantianji said with a smile: "The poor way is just a temporary fluke, Chongyang real people participate in the creation, and the poor road is really not as good." ”

Wang Chongyang shook his head and said: "If you win, you will win and lose, and you will lose if you lose. You are only a year old now, but the poor road is already over the age of sixties, even if there is a tie, the old way will lose, not to mention the old way has lost a move." After a pause, he took out a book from his bosom and said: "This is the "Nine Yin True Scripture", and I ask Dao Friends to keep it." ”

After that, Wang Chongyang casually threw the book over. Xuantian Ji grabbed it in his hand, his face was expressionless, but he was secretly excited in his heart. After more than three years passed, he finally got the first luck item in the eagle shooting, and it was impossible not to be excited.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Xuantian said: "Chongyang Zhenren rest assured, Poor Dao will take good care of it." “”

The two slowly fell to the ground, and Wang Chongyang spoke: "Huashan has gone through seven days and seven nights, but today it is a winner. Xuantian Ji Daoyou's magic skills are world-famous, overwhelming the audience, he is the first master in this world, and the poor Dao has handed over the "Nine Yin True Scripture" to Xuantian Daoist friends for safekeeping, and I hope that the Central Plains martial arts will kill less", paused, and said: "This time the Huashan Sword Debate has been successfully concluded, all Daoists go down the mountain." ”

Wang Chongyang called seven apprentices and said, "You and take Xuantian Daoist friends to my Chongyang Palace, don't be lazy, but as a teacher, you have something important to do." After that, he said to Xuantian Ji: "Lao Dao has something important to do, and Daoist friends will go to Zhongnan Mountain accompanied by my disciples, and Lao Dao will come later." ”

Wang Chongyang said, his figure flashed and disappeared. However, he remembered the love robbery mentioned by Xuantianji in the past, and when the sword discussion was over, he immediately rushed to the tomb of the living dead to visit Lin Chaoying.

Most of the people in the field have already descended the mountain. Hong Qigong smiled bitterly and said: "That's it, it's a matter here, so Huazi should also go back to the beggar gang!" Looking at Xuantianji, who looked calm, he sighed and went down the mountain.

There was a flute sound in the distance, but it was Huang Yaoshi who was moving away.

Ouyang Feng's straight body was a little rickety, and he let out a long sigh, feeling bitter in his heart. He made up his mind that after he went back, he would practice martial arts hard, and he would never go to the Central Plains without entering the congenital. Looking at Huashan, which would leave him with painful memories, Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth and went down the mountain.

With Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong and others exiting in turn, the curtain finally came down on the mighty Huashan Sword Debate. But this event, which happened at the top of Huashan, was widely spread in the rivers and lakes and caused an uproar. People are all shocked.

Wang Chongyang, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Duan Zhixing, Ouyang Feng!

These five people are all the top masters of the mighty rivers and lakes. People thought that the number one in the world would be produced among these five people, but unexpectedly, a young Taoist priest named Xuantianji overwhelmed the audience and won the first place in the world!

People couldn't imagine that there were two innate masters in the Central Plains martial arts. The majestic momentum of the innate master, like a god and a demon, left an indelible impression on everyone present. And after being spread by everyone, the people in the rivers and lakes all knew the horror of the innate master.

Legend has it that every move of an innate master can change the heavens.

Legend has it that a congenital master can ride the clouds and the wind and call for rain.

Legend has it that a single punch from an innate master can blow a mountain.

Legend......

At the same time, the titles of East Evil, West Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Zhongshentong, and Shentianji began to resound in the rivers and lakes and spread widely.