Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1932: Surprise and steep rise
"Ling Jade Skill?" Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, but there was no impression in his memory. He thought that this skill should have been left over a hundred years ago, "Does this skill allow people to see things in the dark?" This is also what he most doubts. Where, if he weren't able to see things in the dark, how could he subdue the people in Wudang in such a short time?
The Taoist Huang Mu shook his head: "It is not possible to see things in the dark, but it can radiate the internal force like silk and weave it into a net within a certain range, and can judge the target position by touch."
"Like a spider, no wonder..." Zhang Sanfeng was surprised, so the other party could act like daylight in the dark, "There is such a magical martial arts in the world."
As soon as his voice fell, the whole person had reached Huang Mudao's side and grabbed his shoulder well. As long as he grasped it firmly, the opponent's martial arts won't have any resistance in magic.
Suddenly, his face changed, and his movements seemed to froze a bit. Daoist Huang Mu took the opportunity to shoot with his long sword, bursting with a dazzling light.
Zhang Sanfeng took a few steps back to dissolve his attack invisible, but he didn't mean to be happy at all: "You are poisoned?"
"Sorrowful and clear breeze, colorless and tasteless, it is indeed well-deserved." Taoist Huang Mu looked at a little Taoist dressed in Baiyunguan and couldn't help but admire him. He just didn't hide his martial arts history, just want to delay the time. The poisonous attack, after all, Zhang Sanfeng's name is too loud, they worry that this poison will not work for a while.
The little Taoist priest also sighed with emotion: "Zhang Zhenren is indeed worthy of the half-immortal body. It took so long to be affected." Although his voice was a little cold, it was a bit clear, and he was obviously a woman.
Zhang Sanfeng said with emotion: "I didn't expect the old way to be planted in the hands of women twice. I don't know if the girl is Xixia's toffee or princess?" He was planted in the hands of women twice. The other time naturally refers to Zhao Min's design. Let Gangxiang hit him hard.
The little Taoist shook his head: "It's not..."
Zhang Sanfeng appeared next to her before she finished speaking, and he sealed all the directions where she dodged with both hands. He knew in his heart that since she used the poison, she must have a corresponding antidote. As for It's a matter of life and death for Wudang to bully the little things, and he is not the kind of old scholar who can't change the past, so naturally he doesn't care about this false name.
Who knew that she stepped on the Yijing gossip and hid in a very mysterious pace. Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help being surprised: "Lingbo Weibu of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Although the Xiaoyao Sect was mysterious, how could she hide it from him? A hundred years of experience.
The little Taoist priest did not dare to be distracted at all, because the opponent's hand was like a punishment from the clouds. No matter how she avoided it, she followed her like a shadow, and if she didn't pay attention, she would be restrained by the opponent.
The little Taoist was shocked. You must know that she is also a great master, and her name is also frightening to many people. But facing a poisoned Zhang Sanfeng, she felt a sense of powerlessness to resist.
Fortunately, the Taoist Huang Mu not far away saw something wrong, grabbed two long swords and attacked Zhang Sanfeng.
"Liangyi swordsmanship? No, it seems to be a mixture of anti-liangyi swordsmanship, one righteous and one evil. I didn't expect you to express yourself and develop such exquisite swordsmanship." Liangyi swordsmanship book It is derived from the martial arts of the Wudang Sect. Zhang Sanfeng can naturally see through it at a glance, but the opponent is not using the ordinary Liangyi swordsmanship. In many places, it is the opposite. It is more appropriate to call the positive and negative Liangyi sword formation. some.
Taoist Huang Mu smiled triumphantly: "Since I learned the spiritual jade technique, my internal strength is high, and my vision is naturally very different. Many people who couldn't figure it out in the past have suddenly opened up, thinking that I was conceited at the beginning of the swordsmanship. No one can break it. The Golden Snake Langjun pointed out the flaws. I still don’t take it seriously. Later, I practiced with great concentration in the Dulong Cave and realized what a frog at the bottom of the well was. It took ten years to study and perfect this set of pros and cons. Not only has it perfected the flaws in the previous swordsmanship, but its attacking power has also improved."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said: "Swordsmanship is dead, people are alive. There is no swordsmanship in this world without flaws." The swordsmanship in front of him is indeed amazing, but if he is not poisoned, it is not difficult to crack. , But now his internal strength is gradually fading, and the whole person's hands and feet are heavier than usual. It is not so easy to crack it anymore.
The Taoist Huang Mu was startled, and it was obvious that the other party's words made him vaguely touch a certain threshold: "In that case, I would like to ask Zhenren Zhang for advice." After speaking, he wielded the sword skill more and more delicately, and even displayed his strength. It's twelve points.
The Wudang heroes on the side saw Master’s turn from offensive to defensive, and their actions were much more obscure than usual, and they scolded one after another: "Taoist Huang Mu, you are still shameless. My master is poisoned. You still say when you are in danger. It has to be so high-sounding!"
At this time, the Taoist woman disguised as a man saw that the Taoist Huang Mu, despite the rapid offensive, was still being resolved by Zhang Sanfeng one by one, and couldn't help being shocked: Under the sad breeze, Zhang Sanfeng might have run out of internal strength at this time, but he still could. Can stop the Taoist Huang Mu, really deserves to be recognized as the number one person in the world in the past few decades.
She was worried about the change in the late period, and she happened to hear the voices of the Wudang heroes, and she thought about it as soon as she changed her mind.
Lifted Ling Bo to a few people with a small step, stretched out a long sword and put it on one of them's neck. Suddenly noticed that the other was Song Yuanqiao, she bit her lip, and finally the sword moved to the side and placed it on Yu Lianzhou’s. On the neck: "Zhang Zhenren, if you continue to resist, your lover, the next generation of Wudang master, I am afraid to go to see Emperor Zhenwu."
Zhang Sanfeng was shocked when he saw this, his hands suddenly slowed down a bit, and his robe was immediately cut a few times by the opponent's sharp sword.
Seeing this scene, Yu Lianzhou almost didn't cry: "Master, leave me alone, go!"
The little Taoist sneered: "Zhang Zhenren~IndoMTL.com~ A few of the Wudang Seven Heroes have died in these years. You old man must not want to experience the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man again, right? , Don’t worry, as long as you stop resisting, we won’t hurt you. We just ask you to stay as a guest somewhere for a while."
Zhang Sanfeng sighed faintly: "I have lost Cuishan and Shenggu, and I don't want to have that feeling again." After speaking, he dropped his hands.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others guarded their eyes with tears, and they wished to die immediately, so as not to hinder Master.
Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had given up resistance, Taoist Huang Mu quickly sealed the acupuncture points on his body, then grinned, and pierced his heart with a sword.
"Master!" Everyone in Wudang was shocked when they saw this, but they had already been restrained by the acupuncture points, and they couldn't go to rescue them at all.
At the moment of the moment, the little Taoist threw the sword in his hand and slammed it on the Daoist Huang Mu's sword, but the Taoist Huang Mu is now very powerful. This collision only caused his sword to deviate a bit, but Still stabbed in.
The little Taoist had already galloped over at this time, forced the Huangmu Taoist back with a palm, and then helped Zhang Sanfeng to sit down, his voice was full of anxiety and panic: "Zhang Zhenren, how are you?"