Longevity begins with a proud smile

Zhuo Lingfeng's words were beyond everyone's expectations. The group of tycoons also buzzed with discussions.

Just now Sandu said that for what reason, he did not follow the rules of the world, so he had to fight three against one. Sandu knew that he was in the wrong and could not refute, so his expressions were indescribably gloomy.

Cheng Kun suddenly said: "Xie Xun, what do you say?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face turned pale. He knew his adoptive father's temperament and would not want others to interfere.

Xie Xun pursed his lips tightly. Deep down in his heart, he really didn't want others to interfere with his grudge against Cheng Kun, but he had no position to blame Zhuo Lingfeng. Secondly, this was also the other person's promise to take away the dragon-slaying knife that day.

Zhuo Lingfeng said quietly: "Thank you, Lion King, the three masters of Shaolin just wanted to seek revenge from Master Zhang. You don't have to follow the rules of the world and take revenge yourself. Do you have any excuses?"

Moreover, Mr. Zhuo has been acting all his life and wants to give others fairness to the greatest extent. I promised you that day that I would give you a chance to take revenge with your own hands, so all I want is fairness! "

The Mingjiao group made loud noises, and Zhou Dian shouted: "That's right, just now the three old Zen masters talked about blood feud, and they don't follow the rules. Lion King, if you still insist on doing this, aren't you letting others down?"

Zhang Wuji waved his hand, and everyone in the Ming Cult paused. They cupped their hands and said, "Three masters, Master Cheng Kun and his disciples have been causing trouble twice in a row in order to stir up strife in the rivers and lakes so that he can reap the benefits. Masters must not be deceived by others." .”

Du'e said sternly: "I am not stubborn. Just now I recalled the beginning and end of my enmity with Yang Dingtian. Cheng Kun did play a big role in it. Later, he wanted to worship me as his teacher, but he never accepted disciples. Only then did he He was recommended to be a disciple of Master Nephew Kongjian.

It's just that what Master Zhang meant was that because Cheng Kun was causing trouble, our sect should just let go of the death of our nephew Kong Jian, so that the relationship between father and son can be settled? "

Zhang Wuji muttered: "I don't dare to be so shameless. I just hope that the three divine monks can understand Monk Kong Jian's desire to save the world and comply with the request. I really feel that it is noble. As for the death of Monk Kong Jian, I will definitely give Shaolin Temple An explanation!"

Du'e said coldly: "Master Zhang's martial arts skills are beyond the imagination of senior monks. Since he is so kind and sincere, the revenge of old monk's blindness can be overcome. However, whether it is Kong Jian's death or Yuan Zhen's ulterior motives, , this matter is related to the honor and disgrace of our sect for thousands of years. Now that the three of them are here, if they are not alive, they must not say anything about it!"

The martial arts that Zhang Wuji used just now include the three magical arts of Jiuyang Magic, Qiankun Shift, and Tai Chi. Although the three Shaolin monks possess unique skills, they have been in seclusion for decades and have not heard about the world. He had never seen it before, but he vaguely felt that his inner energy was similar to that of Shaolin Jiuyang Kung Fu, but in terms of its power and subtlety, it was far superior to Shaolin School's magical kung fu, and he was filled with admiration and surprise in his heart.

Unfortunately, due to Zhang Wuji's status, the higher his martial arts, the angrier the three monks became.

Zhang Wuji knew very well that Sandu held an important position in Shaolin, and thought that if he could stop him with great righteousness, he could eliminate the catastrophe in the world. However, no matter how much he said, Sandu would always be in trouble. Obey.

Zhang Wuji could only sigh, knowing that this matter was difficult to persuade, so he could only take a step forward and said: "Three eminent monks, my foster father has treated me with great kindness, even if I am broken into pieces, I will not hesitate to do it. Today, the three eminent monks suddenly met, Please forgive me!"

Since Zhang Wuji became famous, everyone has known that he has unparalleled martial arts skills. In the contemporary martial arts world, his reputation and status are so high that no one can surpass him except Zhang Sanfeng and Zhuo Lingfeng. When the heroes saw that he had given Shaolin face with his humble words, they all admired him and admired him. They all thought that Zhang Wuji was the only one in the world in martial arts, and he also had great self-cultivation.

Du'e said loudly: "Master Zhang, you don't have to be too humble. As long as you can single-handedly break the vajra demon trap of my three brothers, the three of us will guarantee with our lives that no matter it is Xie Xun or the Ming Cult, their grudges with me in Shaolin will be wiped out!"

Everyone secretly frowned, knowing that Zhang Wuji's martial arts was self-evident, but if he fought one against three, he might be invincible.

Zhou Dian immediately yelled: "Fart, fart, you old bald donkey is so cunning. He knows clearly that the leader and Gang Leader Zhuo are joining forces, and the bullshit formation cannot withstand it. Yet, he stated in advance that only the leader can break the formation alone. It's really despicable..."

He was the most impatient and would curse when he opened his mouth. If he couldn't help it, he quickly stretched out his palm to block his mouth.

Du'e narrowed his old eyes, and there was light in the slits of his eyes. He smiled calmly and said: "Okay, since your sect said so, and the old monk brothers won't take advantage of you, then let's come with a few more! But..." he protracted Voice: "This matter is a dispute between Shaolin and Mingjiao, no one else can interfere!"

Zhang Wuji thought: "Just after one move, my true energy was disordered, and Brother Zhuo was hit by Cheng Kun's palm.

Obviously I am alone and cannot compete with three of them.

There are so many of us today. If we swarm up, firstly we will not be able to perform our best, and secondly if we rely on more people to win, we will also lose the prestige of our sect. More is not good, less is not enough. It is fairest for the three of us to treat the three of him. "The younger generation sincerely admires the magical skills of these three eminent monks," he said. "I would like to ask two brothers in the sect to help me, so that we can learn from each other three against three." "

Du'e said calmly: "Master Zhang, you don't have to be too modest. If there is another person in your sect whose martial arts is on par with the leader, then they can kill the three of us old bald men just by joining forces.

But if Lao Na's prediction is correct, and it is difficult to find two or three people in the world who are as skilled as the leader, then it is better to have more people and come up together. "

There was silence in the valley, and all the heroes had strange expressions. People from the Ming Cult, look at me, and I'll look at you. They all thought that this old bald donkey was so arrogant that he actually regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, but he finally admitted in his tone that he was not as good as the leader Zhang, and said that no one in the world could equal the leader, which was quite polite. Zhou Dian opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't speak quickly, so he blocked his mouth again.

Zhang Wuji said: "Although our sect is a heretic and cannot compete with the famous sects of your sect, we still have some talents with hundreds of years of foundation. I will temporarily take over the position of leader. In fact, in terms of talents and martial arts, our sect is better than anyone else." How can I be missing? I would like to ask the envoys of the Ming Cult to help me!"

When Yang and Fan heard the leader mention their names, they immediately took a step forward and bowed: "I will obey the order of the leader."

Zhang Wuji said: "The three eminent monks use soft weapons. What kind of weapons should we use?"

Zhang, Yang, and Fan usually face the enemy empty-handed. Today, when facing a powerful enemy, they cannot rely on weapons. The three of them know one method and all methods. They can use any weapons. Zhang Wuji's words are: Just for the convenience of two people.

Before Yang and Fan opened their mouths, they suddenly heard Zhuo Lingfeng cough and said: "The Mingjiao and Shaolin Temple want to settle their grudges, so they have to wait a while. What Zhuo did, how can it be treated as child's play?"

Zhuo Lingfeng knew that Zhang Wuji was just saying nice things to give his subordinates face, but let alone Zhang Wuji joining forces with Yang Xiao and Fan Yao, even with Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao, they might not be able to break the "King Kong Demon Circle".

Because facing such formations requires qualitative changes, not quantitative changes. Although Yang, Fan, Wei, and Yin were highly skilled in martial arts, their internal strength was inferior to Sandu's. Once Sandu formed a formation, they would not be of much use.

As the saying goes, driving sheep to fight tigers, what's the use of having many?

The people present could help Zhang Wuji break the formation unless he and the girl in yellow shirt took action, but he had no such idea. The girl in yellow shirt was already cold and arrogant, and with the great reputation of her ancestor Nuo, it was even more impossible for her to join forces with others to fight against the enemy.

Sandu didn't expect Zhuo Lingfeng to make such a move, so Du'e had no choice but to say: "Master Zhuo, if the Beggar Clan wants to give you some advice, wait until we have settled the matter with the Mingjiao, and then we can give you your best advice!"

"I don't have that much time, let's watch you perform a big show here!" Zhuo Lingfeng said with a smile: "After I fulfill my promise first, you can fight as much as you like!"

Cheng Kun put his hand on his waist and shouted loudly: "Zhuo Gang Leader, you are the leader of a gang. What you said is a bit strong, isn't it?"

"Well said!" Zhuo Lingfeng smiled coldly and said solemnly: "It's because I am the leader of a gang, so I can't deny it. I must do what I promise others to do!"

As he spoke, he stepped closer to Cheng Kun.

Sandu knew that Zhuo Lingfeng was very powerful, not to mention that Cheng Kun had just vomited blood and his inner breath was impure. If he fought with him now, he would lose his life in just a few moves.

Du'e shouted sternly: "Stop!" Turning his right wrist, black ropes flew out, flowing down the ground like a rainbow, and wrapped around Zhuo Lingfeng's legs.

Overcoming tribulations and adversities, he and his fellow practitioners have practiced Zen for decades, and their minds are connected. One of them moved his thoughts, and the other two also secretly used their true power and waved their wrists.

A black cord turned into a black shadow and wrapped around his waist. A black cord transformed into a black light and divided into three key points on Zhuo Lingfeng's back. Everyone in Sandu knew that today's battle would affect Shaolin's reputation for hundreds of years, so they couldn't be careless at all. However, they saw black ropes crisscrossing the area like snakes trembling.

Everyone present was impressed when they saw Sandu's magical skills: "These three monks are extraordinary in their magical skills. If I were to deal with such a fierce and unparalleled attack, it would be extremely difficult for me to resist it."

But Zhuo Lingfeng didn't turn his head. He spread his hands and flicked his fingers to flick away the black ropes of crossing the disaster and crossing the disaster. He waved his sleeves and flicked back, and his inner energy condensed into substance. With one click, he hit the crossing of the disaster. Heisuo, with a slight exertion on his feet, his whole body rose into the air and rushed towards Cheng Kun.

Du Nan shouted loudly: "Good work!" He tightened his wrist, and the black rope in his hand suddenly grew several feet long and swept across.

Du'e sneered, secretly channeling his true power with his right wrist, and raised it upwards. The soft rope followed Zhuo Lingfeng's body rising into the air, and quickly caught up with him. He was as agile as a snake and extremely fast.

When I was crossing the tribulation, I watched Zhuo Lingfeng resolve the three-rope pursuit with such grace and lightness. I couldn't help but admire him secretly. He sank his strong wrist, but the black rope rolled back and hit him.

These three long ropes really have the power to seize souls in Sandu, but even though Cheng Kun had the backing of Sandu, he did not dare to face Zhuo Lingfeng. He suddenly took two steps back, suddenly raised his arms, and rose into the air. , strike down in succession with both palms, this move is both hard and soft, with yang energy and yin energy, it is really powerful.

Zhang Wuji witnessed the unpredictable changes in the use of the Sandu Long Rope, and knew that although Zhuo Lingfeng's martial arts was high, it was absolutely impossible to restrain Cheng Kun in this situation. Immediately he put his left foot lightly and flew forward with a "swish" sound. All the Wudang heroes recognized that this was the light skill of the Wudang sect's "Ladder to the Cloud".

It's just that the "ladder to the clouds" usually involves leaping and flying. Zhang Wuji's skills are everywhere, but his body can move through the air. This is beyond the capabilities of just a few people. Although Sandu was afraid that Zhang Wuji and Zhuo Lingfeng would join forces to break the formation, he couldn't help but secretly applaud when he saw this light skill.

Before the three ropes came close to Zhuo Lingfeng, Zhang Wuji had already arrived. His clothes were fluttering, and he flicked the sleeve of his right hand. The hair on the sleeve was like a soft whip, but as hard as an iron plate. When he flicked it, the strong wind surged like waves, and with his left hand, he Dial, the wind shakes, the sound is like cracking silk.

When crossing a disaster or a calamity, I suddenly felt that the black rope was like hitting cotton wool. The black rope flew up and down in my hand when crossing the disaster. It was soft but strong, it seemed to be smashed but not smashed, and it seemed to be sealed but not sealed, and it was slashing Zhang Wuji's wrist.

Overcoming difficulties and tribulations, the black rope immediately shook, and Zhang Wuji's sticky energy was resolved. The long rope suddenly pointed to the "qi protection point" on Zhang Wuji's chest. Du Jie shouted loudly, and with the black rope shaking, he blocked Zhang Wuji's force from above and hit the vital joint between his knees with a downward blow.

Zhang Wuji did not dare to take it hard, he withdrew his right foot into a lunge, pressed and stroked with both hands, and actually pulled the black rope to the side and collided with the black rope to cross the tribulation. This is exactly the move of "grabbing the sparrow's tail" in Tai Chi ".

Although Zhang Wuji's moves may seem light and airy, in fact every move contains his own "Nine Yang Magic". The inner energy rushes straight up along the black rope. With the depth of the inner force three times, he can also feel the burning energy.

While Zhang Wuji was dealing with Sandu, Zhuo Lingfeng and Cheng Kun also locked hands. Zhuo Lingfeng opened his hands at the same time and quickly grabbed Cheng Kun with his fingers like hooks.

Cheng Kun was horrified. This catch was exactly the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" skill in the Nine Yin Manual. Zhuo Lingfeng had taught Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo the skill in the secret book. For people like him, there is no need to practice hard, just take a look and you will be good at it.

As for this martial arts, Zhou Zhiruo was able to defeat all the elites in the Yitian martial arts world. Once Zhuo Lingfeng performed it, it was extremely powerful. His hands sent out two different strengths, strong and soft, and enveloped Cheng Kun's figure within his ten fingers. Come on, if we catch it right, the opponent's life will be in danger!

Cheng Kun was so surprised that he grabbed Zhuo Lingfeng's wrist with the five fingers of his left hand. He waved his sleeve with his right hand and flicked the fingers in his sleeve towards Zhuo Lingfeng's Quchi point. This was an authentic Shaolin stunt.

Zhuo Lingfeng waved his right sleeve to neutralize Cheng Kun's left claw attack. He counterattacked with his left hand quickly and said with a loud smile: "You have learned so much kung fu in Shaolin, but please use it. If you don't use it again, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." .”

While speaking, he attacked seven postures in a row.

These seven postures were like a waterfall, completed in one go. Only a soft sound of "chi" was heard, and one of Cheng Kun's sleeves was torn off.

Fortunately, his cultivation was extremely advanced and he had to change his moves on the way to avoid this attack. However, the tiger's mouth was brushed by Zhuo Lingfeng's fingertips, which also caused a burning pain.

Zhuo Lingfeng did not allow Cheng Kun to counterattack, and suddenly took his left hand directly to Cheng Kun's chest, whistling with wind, covering an area of ​​one foot around Cheng Kun under the claw wind.

When Cheng Kun saw Sandu being restrained by Zhang Wuji, he was already desperate to fight for his life. He made three consecutive moves without caring about himself. Each move was a lose-lose move.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Lingfeng had already calculated his follow-up move before he made the move. With a flicker of his body, he had already circled behind him and picked it up with a flick of his fingers.

This time the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall. When Cheng Kun reacted, he was pressed with a palm seal on his back.

Zhuo Lingfeng's inner strength was so deep. This gentle push made Cheng Kun's chest feel tight, and the blood rushed to his throat. A green shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and his right wrist was firmly held by Zhuo Lingfeng.

Cheng Kun wanted to fight back, but suddenly he felt that he couldn't use any strength at all. He only heard Zhuo Lingfeng sneer, and the second finger of his left hand hit Cheng Kun with a roar.

Cheng Kun's eyes hurt, and he couldn't help but scream. Everyone saw a bloody shadow, carrying the fishy wind, and the two figures suddenly separated.

Cheng Kun took four or five steps back before stopping with a stake. Zhuo Lingfeng also moved back more than ten feet to avoid being sprayed with blood.

The outcome of the two was one point, Zhang Wuji and Sandu also gave up one after another, but Sandu's eyes were burning with anger, his face was covered with dark clouds, and he glared at Zhuo Lingfeng.

Zhuo Lingfeng acted as if he hadn't seen him, turned to look at Xie Xun, and said: "Xie Shiwang, we must be fair when dealing with martial arts thieves like Cheng Kun. Now you can take revenge!"

After hearing this, everyone thought: "Good guy, you blinded Cheng Kun and shocked him internally. Now asking Xie Xun to take revenge, isn't it like killing a chicken and a duck?"

Everyone knows that Xie Xun has been blind for a long time. He has been using his ears to see for decades, and his ability to distinguish shapes by listening to the wind has long been superb. Cheng Kun's new blindness, whether it is physical or psychological factors, will greatly reduce his martial arts, but no one says these things. After announcing this, they all looked at Xie Xun to see how he would choose.

Du'er said solemnly: "Zhuo Lingfeng, with your martial arts, domineering attitude, and ruthless methods, do you really think you are the best in the world in martial arts? You provoke me, Shaolin, like this, and I will never give up with you even if I have brothers and sisters here!"

After Zhuo Lingfeng heard this, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at Sandu's face one after another. He suddenly smiled coldly and said proudly: "Stop talking to you, even if Bodhidharma is allowed to resurrect, I will not be afraid. You old people are here again." What the hell, if you don’t want to let go of me, what can you do?”

Everyone had strange expressions after hearing this. Some admired him, while others despised him. They thought he was too arrogant!

Zhuo Lingfeng was already proud and ambitious, and he also knew that Buddhism and Taoism had been at odds for a long time. In the past, when the Quanzhen Sect was at its peak, the Shaolin Temple was suppressed and could not hold its head high in the martial arts world. Sandu was dissatisfied with the Quanzhen Sect, and he was also dissatisfied with himself. He feels very bad. Now that he has dealt with Master and Disciple Cheng Kun, how can he tolerate it and give in again?

Zhuo Lingfeng suddenly raised his sword eyebrows and sneered: "You guys seem to have been cultivating Buddhism all your life, but for the sake of a little fame, you are obsessed with it, walking lightly in the world of mortals, working as a slut for tigers, and you are possessed of the five poisons of greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion. What Buddha?

Since you say I'm domineering, okay, I'll do it again today, and you three can do it together! "

Du'e snorted coldly: "Hmph, hum! What a great tone, what a great ability!"

Zhuo Lingfeng smiled coldly, activated his inner strength, and looked at it intently. Sandu also slowly stretched out the long rope, and saw the arrow on the string, about to be fired.

Du Jie suddenly said coldly: "If you have such ambition, it's best. We are Shaolin monks, but we haven't seen the unparalleled martial arts taught by Master Chongyang yet, so we should take this opportunity to see it!

Even if we three old bald men are destroyed in your hands, it will still be worth it! It would also be a good idea to teach the heroes of the world whether the Quanzhen sect’s martial arts are superior, or whether our own martial arts is more magical! "

(End of this chapter)