Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 335 Thousand Illusionary Hands Vs Heart Destructive Palm

"Okay!" Tang Hao agreed to Feng Luan's request.

Regardless of what Song Qingshu was thinking, Tang Hao and Feng Luan had already fought against each other.

I saw Tang Hao flicking his hands, and he didn't see any sharp weapon in his hand, but at the moment when a burst of sound reinforcement sounded, Feng Luan felt a strong wind blowing against his face.

"Cang!"

Feng Luan's long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pulled out a few sword flowers in front of him, and shot down the hidden weapons one by one.

Only a few ding dings were heard, and when the middleman looked again, he saw a few black iron nails protruding from the feet of the big Buddha.

Feng Luan sarcastically said: "Tang Hao, your hidden weapon is too old-fashioned! Does the Tang Sect have few talents?"

Tang Hao's eyes were cold, but he remained calm. The next moment, he saw a black shadow flash on the iron nail that Feng Luan had shot down, and something shot at Feng Luan without sound.

Feng Luan didn't even look at it, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, he chopped off the hidden weapon again. After this fight, Tang Hao didn't take advantage of it at all, but Feng Luan showed everyone's demeanor. Tang Hao was compared.

The Qingcheng faction immediately cheered loudly, and the Tangmen disciples on the other side were all furious.

Seeing this, Tang Hao suddenly laughed: "Feng Luan, Feng Luan, I didn't expect to see you in a few months, and your [Songfeng Swordsmanship] has become so good, no wonder you dare to come here to show your prestige."

Feng Luan's long sword flicked, and the sword body was as quiet as the wind blowing green pine, and there were a few phantoms, but this is the mystery of [Songfeng Sword Art]. Find out which is true and which is false.

"Tang Hao, between you and me, you are the one who loses in the end!"

Feng Luan roared, and the whole person flew towards Tang Hao immediately, the green pine sword in his hand transformed into thousands, and hundreds of sword shadows enveloped the space around Tang Hao impenetrably.

Looking at Tang Hao again, his face remained unchanged, he stepped back, and at the same time waved his hands again and again, and kept shooting at Feng Luan with flying needles, but Feng Luan blocked them all.

Only then did Song Qingshu see clearly that Tang Hao's hands cuffs revealed two round black holes, from which the flying needles were shot.

He couldn't help being a little surprised, if Tangmen just fiddled with some machines to release hidden weapons, how could they get such a big name.

Just as he was thinking.Over there, Feng Luan has come to Tang Hao. He breaks ten thousand spells with a single sword. No matter how sharp Tang Hao's hidden weapon is, he keeps him three feet away with his sword. At this moment, he is stabbing Tang Hao with his sword. .

Looking at Tang Hao again, he roared suddenly, and stretched out his hands to pinch the long sword, astonishingly wanting to use his bare hands.

But Feng Luan's [Songfeng Sword Art] used, the whole body of the sword is like a spirit snake, flexible and changeable, the blade is not straight, but flies like a giant python, so who wants to enter the white blade with empty hands, Even if all ten fingers were cut off, the sword blade would not be able to hold it.

But Tang Hao knew this, but he still cast spells to pinch, and saw that his palms exerted power, and the two palms suddenly turned gray and blue. Under the pinching of both palms, there was a buzzing sound like gold and iron, but it was Hold Feng Luan's long sword firmly between his palms.

Feng Luan frowned, and said in a low voice: "You have also mastered [Thousand Illusory Hands]?!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, and began to rub his palms together, immediately twisting and deforming the slender blade of the Qingsong Sword.

Feng Luan hurriedly withdrew his long sword, but in the end he was a step too late.

Seeing that the close-fitting sword was so useless, in a panic, he threw away the useless sword, and pushed it straight towards Tang Hao with a palm.

"[Destroying Heart Palm]?" Tang Hao roared, and then pushed out with a palm.

[Thousand Illusory Hands] vs. [Destroying Heart Palm]!
There was only a muffled sound, but the two of them backed away at the same time. Tang Hao immediately fell from the Buddha's feet, and Feng Luan also returned to the Qingcheng School with this palm.

Everyone from the Qingcheng faction came here one after another, asking if Feng Luan was all right.

Feng Luan held the wrist of the other hand with one hand, and saw that the hand was purple and black.

"Poisoned!" Chen Yuxiang exclaimed in shock.

At this time, Tang Hao came out from behind the Buddha's feet, looked at Feng Luan and said, "I really don't know who gave you the courage to palm against me!"

"Despicable!" Feng Luan scolded.

But Tang Hao said indifferently: "You are from the Qingcheng sect, and you learned [Songfeng Sword Art] and [Destroying Heart Palm], so you are also these two kung fu. I am from the Tang sect, and I learned poisoning And hidden weapons, even poisoning and hidden weapons, there is nothing despicable or despicable."

Tang Hao's words also made some sense. To put it bluntly, he was still inferior to others, and it was useless to say anything.

Looking at the Qingcheng faction, Feng Luan, who had the highest skill, was poisoned and feared that his life would be in danger for a while, but the Tang sect was elated, and some people even proposed to kill them all.

Tang Hao shook his head. If there were only Qingcheng sects here, they would be killed if they were killed, just throw them into the water. But there are also disciples of the Emei sect and two people who don't want to do it here, so it's not suitable to kill them all.

"Feng Luan, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat!" Tang Hao said lightly.

But Feng Luan said coldly: "If you are poisoned, do you lose? I am not dead yet! Even if you are sitting, you are not my opponent." After all, he actually sat down, He looked at Tang Hao with disdain.

Tang Hao knew in his heart that if he didn't act, Feng Luan would be poisoned and died in a short while, but now that so many people are watching, if he is timid in the face of a poisoned person, he will be ridiculed .

So he walked towards Feng Luan slowly, taking one step at a time rather cautiously.

Seeing this, Feng Luan sneered even more: "It is said that you, Tang Hao, are notoriously timid. I never thought that you would still be so timid in the face of a poisoned person. You really deserve your reputation!"

Tang Hao's face was gloomy, and suddenly his figure flickered, and he took out a hidden weapon from his waist, and then his two palms seemed to change into thousands, as if hundreds of palms appeared beside Tang Hao in an instant, and the palm of each palm The shapes and movements are different, but each palm seems to hold a hidden weapon.

The next moment, "all arrows are fired"!
Hundreds of hidden weapons enveloped Feng Luan in an instant, and there was no room for him to turn around. Dozens of hidden weapons even shot at him behind him.

This is Tang Hao, or Tang Sect's unique technique - [Thousand Illusory Hands]!
Feng Luan's complexion changed, and he shrank suddenly, but the robe he was wearing stayed in place, like a golden cicada shedding its shell, the person left, but the shell remained in place.

Then Feng Luan copied it casually, held the robe in his hand, and flicked it casually. The robe was like a soft whip, twisting the hidden weapons around him together and throwing it aside.

Although there are still dozens of hidden weapons that have not been shot down, Feng Luan still breaks out of the range of the hidden weapons. The dozens of hidden weapons can only be shot on the ground in vain, where Feng Luan was sitting before.

Look at Feng Luan again, his complexion is rosy and his eyes are full of energy, he doesn't look like he is poisoned at all.

"Okay, you Feng Luan, you really came here against me, Tang Hao!" Tang Hao understood that Feng Luan hadn't been poisoned from the beginning to the end, and he just acted for him, trying to lure him to come closer. Subdue him.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao thought to himself that he was lucky, if he hadn't put a little more thought into it, he might have lost by now.

Tang Hao shook the robe on his hand, but the robe was intact.

"This robe, mixed with silver wire and iron filings, is designed to break your hidden weapon! I didn't think it through, but I still didn't deceive you. You really are as cowardly as a mouse Tang Baishou!"

But what responded to him were hundreds of silver needles as thin as a cow's hair!

(End of this chapter)