Chapter 35: Gather at Wan'an Temple

Looking at Yang Guan coldly, Cheng Kun said indifferently: "Amandar, do it!"

As he spoke, his body moved, and several phantoms were drawn, a thunderbolt, a little cold, mixed yuan thunderbolt palms, phantom fingers, one after another, Cheng Kun's means were exhausted.

At the same time, Amandal held an iron pestle, his face shook horizontally, and he smiled fiercely, "Boom!" The green stone under his feet shattered, and he jumped up, his momentum was strong and fierce, and a pestle slashed down, blowing a fierce and fierce hurricane.

Yang Guan looked solemn, and secretly complained in his heart, "Grandma's, I met two freaks, how can I fight this." But he didn't dare to slack off in his hands, Dugu's second layer of sword intent flowed through his heart, lifting his weight lightly, the sword light rotated, drawing a dense sword shadow, all over his body, like a hedgehog, trying his best to guard against it.

With a squint of eyes, Cheng Kun's expression was calm, looking for a flaw in Yang Guan's swordsmanship, and suddenly a thunderclap sounded, and a palm slashed out, and in an instant, a thunderbolt palm surged out, passing through the outer sword shadow, pointing directly at Yang Guan.

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the strength of the thunderbolt palm cannot be underestimated, countless sword shadows strangled and killed, and in an instant, the palm strength was invincible and was annihilated, Cheng Kun was unmoved, and a cold finger force struck out, breaking the face a little.

At this time, Amandar killed, the iron pestle was in the sky, fierce and powerful, regardless of it, a stick smashed on the dense sword shadow, there are thousands of swordsmanship at your disposal, and I am the only one to break it.

"Boom!"

The sword shadow shattered a large area, the stick shadow continued to move inward, Cheng Kun's expression moved, and he slapped it with a palm in his backhand, wanting to take the opportunity to destroy Yang Guan's defense in one fell swoop.

The sword shadow was about to fall, Yang Guan's expression was serious, the light in his eyes kept flickering, and he said secretly: "Since you have the momentum to draw a knife and cut off the water, then I will drown you in the sea." ”

Thinking about it, the swordsmanship changed, a mixed element rose like an artistic conception, the Tai Chi swordsmanship slowly unfolded, soft but without losing the edge, yin and yang changed, with the help of force, the long sword struck again and again, hitting the iron pestle.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Boom!" A huge force struck, the three of them shook their bodies, bounced off together, suppressed the shocking internal qi, their eyes condensed, replaced defense with offense, quickly took out the sword, turned defense into offense, the sword shadow flashed, divided into two, one rigid and one soft, and the combination of rigidity and softness killed the two respectively.

Cheng Kun and the two of them are extraordinary, and they have a stunt, so they are naturally not afraid of him, the phantom yin finger, the thunderbolt palm, and the dragon elephant are like a skill to control the iron pestle and kill one after another, and for a while, the fierce wind is raging and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

On the other side, Zhang Wuji flew up from time to time, and the martial arts masters who jumped down and the Mingjiao masters also came down one after another, surrounding Zhang Wuji, and took precautions.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, eighteen monks in strong suits held iron rods, and these eighteen monks were horns of each other, complementing each other, and instantly formed a large array, besieging Mingjiao and the masters of the rivers and lakes who landed.

"Where are there so many masters, are they from your Shaolin?" everyone couldn't help but look solemn, and one of them opened his mouth to the Shaolin monk next to him.

"Amitabha, sins and sins, these people have fierce faces, murderous spirits, not good kinds, but they use the eighteen arhat arrays of this temple, donors must not be careless. Kong Wen looked ashamed and spoke.

"Isn't Mo a person from the King Kong Gate of the Western Regions?"

"Hehe, Song Daxia is really knowledgeable, these eighteen bronze people are disciples of King Kong Gate, but the eighteen bronze people of King Kong Gate are much more powerful than those of Shaolin Temple. Zhao Min's crisp laughter came, and then he walked over and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Nonsense! Vajra Gate is just a rebellious disciple, how can it be compared to the authentic Buddhism. A Shaolin elder said angrily.

"Is it you? Wasn't you ordered by Senior Brother Yang?" Zhang Wuji said suspiciously.

"Heh, how could Yang Guan really point out my acupoints, it's just a show for you, in order to catch you all, Yang Guan likes me, I like him, he has already promised to marry me, so he will use your head to propose to my father. Zhao Min was triumphant and said nonsense.

"Hehe, senior brother, if this is the case, it will not break your arrow array, why bother with this move, wouldn't it be better to let us be buried in the sea of fire. Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

"This kid is not stupid, is it really as generous as the bad embryo said?" Zhao Min was surprised in his heart,

"Hmph, how can Yang Guan marry you, a demon girl, if there is really such a day, Wudang will not be able to tolerate you. "Song Qingshu is cheap, come out and brush up on the sense of existence.

Hearing this, Zhao Min was furious in his heart, and said fiercely: "Kill them for me, I see that you are dead, and Wudang Mountain will not tolerate me." ”

"Kill!" the eighteen bronze men shouted in unison, the iron rods were like a forest, the power of the sticks was heavy, the murderous aura was boiling, and in an instant, everyone was shrouded.

"Bang bang bang, ah!" Someone kept being hit, and they couldn't resist the heavy blow and screamed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji stood with his eyebrows, flew up, kicked the flying iron rod, wrapped his hands, and suddenly several monks couldn't hold the iron rod in their hands, and were paid into Zhang Wuji's arms.

As soon as the figure was spread, Jiuyang's true qi was injected into the iron rod, and it shot out, "Bang bang bang!" The shadow of the stick continued, wanting to intercept the flying iron rod, but Zhang Wuji exerted all his strength, it was so easy to block, and a few monks who intercepted were injured and retreated, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The figure flashed, Zhang Wuji broke into the bronze array, stirred up a chaotic array, and used the Jiuyang Divine Skill to make the seven wound fists, the power was amazing, and the eighteen bronze men hurriedly withdrew the blow to other people and specialized in Zhang Wuji, but Zhang Wuji was too fierce to show signs of being unable to suppress.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Yang Guan, who was fighting with Cheng Kun and Amandar on the other side, flew out upside down, his chest was covered with blood, his face was pale, the long sword in his hand was only the hilt, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling, obviously overexerting force.

"Guan'er!" Zhang Songxi's face changed, his figure flashed and came to Yang Guan's side, stabbed out with a sword to force Cheng Kun back, helped him up and said with concern: "How is it?"

"It's okay!" Yang Guan grinned, reluctantly, his expression suddenly changed, a cold aura emerged, his body stiffened, and he hurriedly sat on the ground, but the internal qi was consumed too much, and he couldn't suppress the cold qi in his body, and he was hit by Cheng Kun's phantom finger, and a cold finger force rushed into his body, leading to the extremely cold qi of the two elders of Xuan Ming.

As soon as it was cold around him, Zhang Songxi suddenly knew that the Dao was not good, and secretly a pure yang true qi entered Yang Guan's body, staring at Cheng Kun and the others, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Fourth brother, how is Guan'er?" Song Yuanqiao and others arrived, and when they saw that Yang Guan's situation was not good, he spoke.

"It's a little bad, and I don't know where an extremely cold qi comes from in his body, and I can't suppress my true qi, so I can only rely on himself. Zhang Songxi said helplessly.

"Hmm, who are they?, when did Yuanmeng become such a master?" Song Yuanqiao frowned and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know very well," Mr. Zhang said.

"Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu, Yin Liting, hehe, except for Yu Daiyan's waste, and Zhang Cuishan's idiot, all the Wudang masters are present, I don't know if you are all dead, what will Zhang Sanfeng's reaction be?"

"Wrong! I'm already here!" Zhang Cuishan arrived with Yin Susu with a frosty face.

"Fifth Brother!" "Fifth Brother!"····

"Big brother. Zhang Cuishan said and nodded to the rest of the people.

"Or I'm over there!" Yin Susu whispered to Zhang Cuishan.

"Wuji's side is not in the way, he has the Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect his body, and the Eighteen Bronze Formation can't suppress him," Seeing that he was still a little worried, he continued: "Which masters of the Ming Sect are not general, he will not be in danger, but these two are not easy to deal with." ”

"Okay!" Yin Susu suppressed the longing in her heart and nodded in agreement.

"Fifth brother, Tie Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation! Cheng Kun, how can you kill Wudang disciple if you say kill. Song Yuanqiao naturally heard the conversation between the two, nodded secretly, and drank in a deep voice.

After that, the six heroes of Wudang moved, their positions were mysterious, Yin Susu replaced Yu Daiyan, and instantly formed a Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, killing the two.

"Hmph!" Cheng Kun snorted coldly, and was not afraid, and entered the battle with Amandar.

The two sides fought, but no one noticed that Zhao Min quietly withdrew from the battlefield.

"I said, you don't want to run away tonight!Hmph!" Zhao Min suddenly came to Yang Guan's side, leaned over and smiled softly in his ear, and a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes as he spoke. After that, his fingers moved to seal several big points of Yang Guan, carrying Yang Guan, and his figure flashed and left quickly outside Wan'an Temple.

"It's not good, Senior Brother Yang has been robbed!"