Guangmingding, square.

The competition between the six sects and the Ming Cult was a grand martial arts event that had not happened in a century, and everyone was watching with rapt attention.

No one noticed that there was a ragged young man among the onlookers, who was Zhang Wuji.

That day, Monk Peng was kidnapped to Guangmingding. With the help of Monk Budai's strange cloth bag, after filling it with true energy, the cloth bag was equivalent to dozens of masters using their true power to massage and squeeze hundreds of acupoints all over his body at the same time.

Then he fought with Monk Yuan Zhen who sneaked up on Guangmingding. His internal and external Qi surged, and dozens of entrances on his body broke through one by one. In the veins of his body, Qi circulated everywhere like strips of mercury.

In an instant, Zhang Wuji's Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu was completed. Water and fire joined together, and dragon and tiger met.

Then he followed the monk who appeared to be a monk, but was actually a master of the evil path who roamed the world decades ago: Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Cheng Kun, and entered the secret path of the Ming Cult. By chance, he also learned the supreme magical skill of the Ming Cult: the Great Shift of the Universe.

The Nine-Yang Divine Art is a great success, with an endless supply of internal energy and a miraculous effect of increasing wisdom. In a few hours, he practiced the Great Shift of the Universe to an unprecedented seventh level.

After practicing the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Wuji's whole body and mental strength were all commanded as he wished. He could send out when he wanted to, and withdraw when he wanted to. Everything was done according to his will.

Originally, after he achieved the Nine Yang Divine Art, he had accumulated a power that few people in the world could match, but he could not use it without the guidance of an expert. At this time, when the Mingjiao's supreme mental method was completed, the potential in his body suddenly burst out like a mountain torrent.

, no one can control it.

At this time, Master Wuji fought several battles in a row and was beaten twice by Jingxu. His condition was already not good, so don't let Master Tai get slashed with his sword.

He once heard his master say that with the Yitian Sword in his hand, Miejie Shitai's swordsmanship could be ranked second in the world.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm came into contact with his body, he was pinched by the enemy. Jingxu then raised his head and smiled ferociously: "I caught you!"

"Pa~"

Jingxu looked at him carefully, cupped his hands and said, "I'm not as good at lightness as you, so you win!" After saying that, he walked back.

Then, he slapped Zhang Wuji's face with his other hand.

Still, you have to try it!

Jingxu raised his sword horizontally and was about to make a move, but Zhang Wuji had already turned around and disappeared.

When these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Jingxu turned around and gave a shy and honest smile to her master, but her face still had the blood spurted by Zhang Wuji, which was a bit ferocious.

The girl Zhiruo looked up at the sky, hey, don't tell me, the sky in Guangmingding is so blue!

Miejie was helpless, she also knew that her young apprentice owed Wudang a favor, and Zhang Wuji had a close relationship with Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Song, please tell me something. This guy is also a member of your Wudang sect."

After a while, everyone looked at the Wu-Tang Clan and felt something was wrong.

With his seniority, whether he wins or loses, it's not a good thing, so he just doesn't see it.

Zhang Wuji smiled lightly: "Master Tai, just take action."

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, but he still saw the right moment and stretched out his finger to flick the edge of the sword.

Jingxu's sword was tilted slightly, and the first move was to attack. The tip of the sword pierced the key point of the Dantian, and the strike was fierce and fierce. Zhang Wuji was startled, and slipped away to avoid it. Suddenly, Jingxu's sword flashed quickly, and the tip of the sword was already pointed at his throat.

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"Pfft~" Zhang Wuji spurted out a mouthful of blood. He felt that a powerful force no less powerful than that of Junior Sister Zhiruo was exerted on him, and even his Hunyuan Ruyi's Nine Yang Divine Art was almost knocked away.

We are all seniors in the martial arts world, so what room do you have to say?

After a few words, Zhang Wuji directly challenged the martial arts heroes on behalf of the teachings, and then even defeated the masters of the four sects of Shaolin, Kongtong, Huashan, and Kunlun.

Song Yuanqiao had no choice but to say: "I, Wudang, have already faced off against Master Yin and failed to win. With my master's swordsmanship and divine power, I will definitely be able to subdue this junior."

"Bang" "Bang~"

Yin Liting was stunned.

Many of the martial arts seniors present knew the identity of the so-called Zeng Aniu, especially Mie Mie, who looked at him with eyes like knives.

After laughing three times, Yin Liting threw down his sword, turned around, covered his face with his hands, and rushed down the mountain.

Jingxu frowned. With her strength, she struck down with her sword, and this kid was still able to stand up. He was worthy of being a master with the ability to overpower the four sects.

But as an elder, she couldn't take action, so she looked at Song Yuanqiao.

Yin Liting stood still with his sword in hand, and when he looked intently, he couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound, and his whole body became cold. He saw that this girl had a long figure, beautiful eyebrows and big eyes, and she turned out to be Ji Xiaofu.

She knew her weaknesses, she was not good at light kung fu, and she could have hit hard when she was caught off guard. But if they were just fighting, she would definitely not be able to hurt them.

Miejie tightly held the Yitian Sword in his hand, obviously feeling very uneasy in his heart.

Over there, Zhang Wuji saw Jingxu at a loss when faced with his superb Qinggong. He suddenly felt that he had an opportunity, rushed forward, reached forward with his right hand, and swung out with his palm.

Zhang Wuji raised his head and said firmly: "No problem!" Then he raised his hand, smiled faintly, and continued: "Senior Sister Jingxu, please enlighten me."

When the crisis came, the young man quickly used his retreat to relieve his strength and took dozens of steps back. He did not stop until he reached the Ming Cult members.

Seeing that the last two masters of Kunlun were defeated, Kongxing faced Emei and Wudang, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, Song Daxia, Miejie Shitai, among the six major sects, only two of yours are left. Please invite me."

Take charge of the overall situation."

Although he is in poor condition now, he has no problem dealing with ordinary masters. He doesn't believe that there are already two freaks in Emei, and more!

"Ha!" Miejie sneered, transformed into a phantom, and instantly arrived in front of Zhang Wuji. Before he could react, a sword scabbard slapped his right cheek.

She is the disciple of the Purple Shirt Dragon King, the four great Dharma kings of the Ming Cult. She was sent as an undercover agent of the Ming Cult to find out the whereabouts of the Great Shift of the Universe. However, she was discovered by Yang Xiao's daughter Yang Buhui and was almost beaten to death.

Mie Jue snorted coldly: "You are young and don't know how high the sky is. I originally wanted to let you go for the sake of Master Zhang.

Zhang Wuji:

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw this weird and extremely fast Qinggong.

The people from the six major sects behind looked at each other in confusion.

Song Yuanqiao looked at the young man on the field who was becoming more and more courageous as he fought, feeling both pleased and angry. Zhang Wuji was the son of his fifth junior brother, and with such martial arts skills, he naturally no longer had to worry about his safety.

She is a disciple of Buddhism, cultivates her moral character, loves peace, and doesn't like to fight unless she can't help it.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes, concentrated for a moment, put his left index finger on his head, and tapped seven acupoints on his chest, feeling refreshed.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang rescued her, and she had already secretly promised him. If Mr. Zhang died today, she would not want to live alone.

"yes!"

He took a few steps forward, raised his sword and slashed: "Cut Huashan with all your strength!"

Unexpectedly, Jingxu had almost no reaction at all. He raised his sword and slapped him.

A kick and a slap arrived almost at the same time. Jingxu took three steps back. Zhang Wuji was directly slapped and flew away. Stars appeared in his eyes and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Unable to dodge, Zhang Wuji rose up into the air, one foot kicking towards the fatal point of Jingxu Tan, while the other hand tried to resist the palm containing strong wind.

Now they clearly teach that life and death are tied to this person.

But Yin Liting neither agreed nor looked back, and ran quickly. Suddenly he lost his footing and fell, then jumped up and ran out of sight in a moment.

This old nun actually has such strength!

"Wuji!" Yin Tianzheng also heard the description of the people on the sidelines at this time, and knew that this boy turned out to be his grandson, so he hurriedly stepped forward.

According to common sense, she should crush Zhang Wuji's hand bones directly, but after all, she still has to consider the friendship between Wudang Emei.

"Jingxu, come on."

Fortunately, Zhang Wuji only felt that there were quite some flaws in the moves of the two men. If he were to take the field, he would be able to defeat him in less than fifty moves. His current martial arts should be regarded as the best in the world, and the one who could defeat him would definitely be no more than five fingers.

number.

Me too!

After saying that, everyone and the cat sighed together.

This is the wonderful thing about the Four Lifts of Thousand Categories in the Great Shift of the Universe. With his current skill, Jingxu can bear more than a thousand catties of force. Theoretically, it should make his arms sore and numb, the tiger's mouth painful, and the long sword may fly out of his hand.

What's worrying is that one is his grandfather, a close relative of flesh and blood; the other is his father's senior brother, who treats him like his own son. When he was struck by the Xuanming Divine Palm, all the Wudang heroes did their best to heal him without sacrificing their internal energy.

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But his nephew insisted on siding with the demon sect, which really gave him a headache.

If you have people on both sides of the story, you won't lose anyway?

Song Yuanqiao said quickly: "Master Tai, please show mercy."

With such a light skill, and still siding with the Ming Cult, if he wants to run away, who among them can catch up? When the time comes, he will focus on revenge and kill his disciples, how can their sect stop him?

Miejie also frowned. She originally thought that her Qing Gong was already at the top of the world, only four or five steps behind her young apprentice. How could there be anyone who was even slightly inferior to her?

The key is to be young.

After thinking about it, seeing Master Uncle Mo come out and challenge his grandfather, Zhang Wuji couldn't help shouting: "Song Daxia...Song Daxia, it's not fair to beat this old man with a wheel battle!"

Zhang Wuji was slightly relieved when he saw that it was not Zhou Zhiruo who came out.

"No regrets! No regrets~hahaha~"

The Emei Sect is so terrifying!

"Master!" A young girl suddenly rushed out from the crowd and nervously supported Zhang Wuji.
To be continued...