Chapter 150: Dual swords, a battle between the top two in the world

Outside Wudang Mountain, on the banks of the Han River.

The two of them walked for a long time and finally chose a secluded place!

A mountain range on the bank of the Han River, with the Han River at its base.

Zhang Sanfeng faked his death because he did not want people in the world and the court to know that he was still alive.

He is over two hundred and thirty years old. If the emperor or dignitaries knew about it, they would probably have the idea of ​​cutting him into pieces to make an elixir!

By that time, he would have to kill the emperor and those dignitaries, and then Wudang would no longer be able to live in peace.

Don't say Zhang Sanfeng can't kill. When he was young, he had a bad temper!

If the emperor provoked him, he might do something.

"Senior, you have worked tirelessly and given me your guidance. I would be very grateful to you, junior!"

Mu chooses the way.

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, "No, no, you picked the whole Wudang. Even if I practice Taoism for many years, I can't pretend not to see it. Come on, come on, you kid, be careful where you step, don't get spanked by me!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, with a sword in his hand, the sword energy surged and he came straight towards Mu Ze.

But it didn't matter, he really couldn't think of a name.

"First let me, the old Taoist, see your sword!"

Mu Ze took a few steps back.

On the knife net, every thread is woven with the purest knife intention of Mu Ze, and it is extremely sharp.

"Senior, please!"

It was as if he wanted to envelop Zhang Sanfeng.

In this extremely fast swordsmanship, the moves are fierce and the Tao of Tai Chi, Yin and Yang are all contained in it.

Don't get me wrong, this was thrown out by Mu Ze on his own initiative.

What's more, Mu Ze is still in his twenties, and he is already over two hundred years old. He has not lived forever, so he is a mortal.

Even if it is fragrant cardamom, Mu Ze cannot take drugs all of a sudden.

Mu Ze explained.

"If you have your peak strength in both your left and right hands, can the sword technique of these two hands be regarded as a replica of One Qi Transforming Three Pure Ones?!"

This kind of method can only be accomplished by Mu Ze's half-created method of disintegrating demons.

Zhang Sanfeng looked solemn.

Mu Ze's speed is simply extraordinary!

"If the old Taoist guessed correctly, your two sword moves should contain the force and speed of the sword technique!"

Internal force is quite useful!

It is a good hand for healing, and it is even more useful for protecting the body from wind and rain, and for warming the body and driving away the cold.

He has seen many people who use swords, and those people's domineering sword skills are almost reflected in Mu Ze's sword!

Among the martial arts that Mu Ze has mastered, all the Qinggong and Shenqi techniques are inferior to the Qinggong and Shenqi techniques recorded in the Sunflower Book!

Zhang Sanfeng's Zhenwu Sword was full of sword energy, and his face was slightly red. He had been holding it for more than two hundred years.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing in this world.

"I have seen prodigies who practice swordsmanship and geniuses who practice swordsmanship, but you are the first to be proficient in swordsmanship!"

Very particular about defense!

"Okay, okay, in terms of moves, the old Taoist believes that you are the best in the world!"

"The swordsmanship that is popular in Wudang today were all created by old Taoists. If you add some changes to these swordsmanship and connect them together, it will become a brand new swordsmanship!"

There is only so much internal strength, how is it possible that after evenly dividing it between the left and right hands, the left and right hands can have their own peak strength?

Unless Mu Ze's internal strength could suddenly double at that moment.

There's no shame in it at all.

Listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, Mu Ze pursed his lips. Is this the legendary way of beating the young and then the old?

Zhang Sanfeng directly chose to play slow and fast.

Just now Mu Ze's knife was blocked by Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng's brows jumped.

This sword is fierce and domineering.

Zhang Sanfeng asked again.

"The old Taoist knows that if a dog bites a dog, then he will die. This old guy has been stealing chickens and dogs in Wudang!"

On the banks of the Han River, Mu Ze and Zhang Sanfeng still stood separately.

He took action very quickly and showed no signs of aging.

Mu Ze moved quickly, almost changing his body. No one could be seen, only the flash of the sword could be seen.

However, Zhang Sanfeng was willing to give him advice, and Mu Ze naturally wanted it.

"It's okay, senior, come and see my sword!"

"Senior, let me declare in advance that I was not the one who killed Qingyangzi!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed in admiration, and after speaking, the long sword was like a spiritual snake spitting out a message, with agile steps under his feet, he turned sideways and then turned around and stabbed the Shenmen point on Mu Ze's wrist with his sword.

Mu Ze didn't say anything. He tiptoed a little, and his figure seemed to disappear in an instant. Zhang Sanfeng was shocked.

The sword's power was like that of a swimming dragon, and the thin sword frost on the long sword caught Mu Ze off guard.

Integrating Tai Chi into it will definitely have miraculous effects!

The Han River under the cliff instantly stirred up shocking waves.

Next, Mu Ze had to use all his strength to deal with Zhang Sanfeng, and he was only allowed to pour all his strength into one hand.

But his dog-eat-dog description is somewhat appropriate.

defense!

His legs and feet were not as good as Mu Ze's, and the opponent's speed was simply too fast.

Mu Ze used the Tianshan Liuyang Palm on his left hand. The wind of the palm seemed to bring up bursts of white snow. The most peculiar thing was that the white snow seemed to be about to melt, and the cold palm force had a third of a burning feeling.

"Zhenzhen Zhang suddenly changed his tactics, he is indeed very experienced!"

Mu Ze smiled.

The two were fighting faster and faster.

Zhang Sanfeng could originally use fast to fight fast, but later, under the pressure of the sword, Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to change his method, and switched to using slow to fight fast.

Mu Ze nodded slightly, then Ling Xu put it into its sheath, and Mu Ze pulled out the ancient black gold sword.

This is the sword web woven by Mu Ze's sword intention colliding with Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi realm.

He was careless!

"Senior, your words are concise and concise, I admire you!"

The intensity has increased.

I'm just too lazy to care.

Mu Ze frowned, the power of this move was still slightly weaker.

There were waves of waves behind Mu Ze.

Zhang Sanfeng knew Qingyangzi's identity clearly.

It is more like a field, which was naturally generated after Zhang Sanfeng performed Tai Chi.

This is spring and snow.

Half is full of life, and the other half symbolizes destruction. The two are indistinguishable from each other.

Unless there is something that can instantly cure Mu Ze's sequelae after he performs the Demon Disintegration Technique.

In addition to being fierce, it is also extremely fast.

The overwhelming sword energy stirred up waves, and the two of them had reached the riverside at the foot of the mountain from the top of the cliff.

After more than two thousand moves, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly retreated, distanced himself from Mu Ze, calmed down slightly, and then sighed.

The rosy color on his face has gradually faded.

Now Zhang Sanfeng has exerted all his strength.

Coincidentally, he had just fought against Zhang Sanfeng, and he also had new ideas about this new self-created sword technique.
To be continued...