The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 148 Sweeping all factions!

Wudang Jinding, shouts of killing and roars filled the Hall of Zhenwu.

Zhang Sanfeng stopped the five elders of the Kongtong sect by himself, he was benevolent and kept his hand everywhere, but the five elders of the Kongtong pressed on everywhere, so that Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of the generation, was actually entangled by the five elders of the Kongtong.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang, apart from Yu Daiyan who had been bedridden for many years, worked together to block many masters from Kunlun and Huashan.

The Emei faction, led by Jingxuan, was running among the crowd with a sharp sword in hand.

Bei Jinyi couldn't help shouting: "Sister, what should we do? Should we help Wudang, or what?"

Wudang and Emei have always been friends, and the patriarch Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng are old friends, so they asked this question.

Jingxuan stared at Feng Ji's direction, and said in his mouth: "Let's not embarrass the Wudang faction, but we have a duty to kill the demon cultists. Let's go, kill this beast first!"

She pointed to Feng Ji's side, jumped up and rushed over.

The other Emei disciples followed closely after hearing the words.

At this time, there were too many enemies around Feng Ji.

Shaolin sent Kongwen as the leader, together with the three masters of Kongxing and Kongzhi, if they were ordinary people, they would have been beaten to the ground long ago.

However, Feng Ji is invincible in all aspects of his body, facing the three great monks at this time, he is not afraid at all.

I saw Kong Wen slapped his palm, the palm was powerful, and there was a faint rumble of thunder.

This move is one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills, Prajna Palm!

Feng Ji sneered: "Good job!"

He also blasted out with a palm!
But he saw his right palm suddenly swell, with a faint iron color flickering.

It is practicing iron palm skill horizontally!
The acupoints all over the body roared and circulated, Qi and blood rushed like rivers and rivers, and the roar gathered in the palm.

The internal force gushes out, roaring and blasting into the air.

This palm is no less than the Shaolin 72 stunt!

Boom!

The moment the two palmed each other, a loud noise exploded.

Kong Wen only felt his arms tremble violently, as if the bones in his hand were about to explode.

The palm force coming from the opposite side was like a stormy sea, with one layer stronger than the next.

It is fierce and fierce, but it also contains a strange and feminine power.

His heart was shocked, just that strong force was no less than his own Prajna palm strength, coupled with this strange feminine force, his blood was instantly scattered by this force.

He hurriedly mobilized his inner breath, trying to calm down this weird force.

Only now did he understand why He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, couldn't even catch this person's palm.

This palm force is really weird, and it is really hard to resist when caught off guard.

He hastily withdrew his palm and shouted loudly: "Kongxing, Kongzhi, beware of his strange palm strength!"

As soon as he retreated, he immediately felt that his palm had been injured, and a large area of ​​redness, swelling and bruise remained under the skin.

If he hadn't retreated in time and his inner strength was deep enough, I'm afraid that this hand would be useless after a while!

Feng Ji laughed wildly: "Baldy donkey, what are you running for?"

He even has the leisure to laugh, scold and sneer!
The three great monks were all horrified.

In fact, that palm just now was Feng Ji's peak palm strength.

Not only does it contain incomparably fierce internal strength, but it also contains Feng Ji's peak Qi and blood martial arts.

The weird feminine palm force that Kong Wen felt was actually the method of dark strength in the mixture of Chinese martial arts.

This qi and blood dark force is different from the explosion of internal force, but the power of the viscera, hidden under the light energy and the outbreak of internal force, soft and silent, but it explodes extremely fast.

A master who only knows internal strength is caught off guard, so it is naturally difficult to resist.

This empty news can be stopped in time, which can be regarded as powerful.

"Brother, attack him!"

Kong Xing let out a loud roar, and immediately, with five fingers like hooks, he whizzed and grabbed it.

But seeing the force of the fingers break through the air, sobs burst out.

Under the blessing of tyrannical internal force, his fingers are like cast iron.

This is the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, one of the 72 stunts of the Shaolin School!

Right now, while the right hand is grabbing out, the left hand has also followed up.The claws pierced the air, vicious and vicious!

It is the 'bead grabbing style' in the hands of Dragon Claw!
He attacked Feng Ji for the upper hand, and Kong Zhi immediately lowered his body and swept his legs.

boom--!
Sweeping legs brings up a huge sonic boom, extremely fast and fierce!
It is Shaolin Dali King Kong legs!
Kong Zhi is the top talent in Shaolin, with 72 unique skills, he has learned eleven of them!
This kick technique is one of them!

Feng Ji is the only person in the world who can be dealt with by the three great monks of Shaolin together!
Feng Ji grinned grimly, and also kicked violently.

Without any fancy leg changes, it's just an extremely fierce poke.

But this poking foot contains the iron leg skill of practicing the Thirteen Taibao horizontally!

Bang-!
The two legs collided, and there was a dull roar.

But seeing Kongzhi's leg bone trembled violently, with a click, it broke on the spot.

His whole body was kicked by Feng Ji, rolled on the ground several times, and screamed in embarrassment.

And the time-space Dragon Claw Hand had already attacked Feng Ji's ribs.

Feng Ji took a deep breath, the internal force in his body roared, and his muscles and bones roared.

Bang bang!

Kongxing grasped Feng Ji's ribs with both hands, but the next moment, he felt as if his fingers were grasping a stone.

Immediately, a terrifying counter-shock force came.

With a click, his finger bones were instantly broken.

He turned pale and couldn't believe it.

"Iron cloth shirt?"

he exclaimed.

However, before he could recover, Feng Ji suddenly grabbed it with his big hand.

Amidst the whistling, a terrifying loud noise that pierced the void exploded.

The air quickly escaped from between Feng Ji's fingers.

A gray-white airflow formed and quickly dissipated.

Feng Ji's five fingers suddenly clasped Kong Xing's throat.

The next moment, he kicked the ground with his right leg.

The whole person grasped the emptiness and slid on the ground for several meters.

He stepped on Kong Zhi who was about to get up!

Feng Ji laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, lifted Kongxing up, and slammed it at Kongzhi!

"Senior brother!"

Kong Wen in the distance suddenly yelled in horror, and rushed over regardless of the injury on his palm.

Boom!

Kong Zhi and Kong Xing were smashed together by Feng Ji.

Suddenly there was a violent roar, and the two of them collided together, and they did not know how many bones were broken.

Nakong Wen came late, and punched Feng Ji in the back from behind.

For this punch, Kong Wen spent his whole life's skills!
Shaolin 72 stunt, Da Vajra Fist!
Feng Ji turned around and punched out the same punch!
Practice Thirteen Taibao, Iron Fist Skills!

The two fists collided, and the center of the fist shook suddenly, and the air burst violently, forming terrifying ripples, and violent waves swept away.

A moment later, there was a sudden boom and explosion.

There is no sound in the big voice, but that is the case!
But Jian Kongwen's right arm snapped and shattered suddenly, the bone spur pierced the muscle, and he flew backwards with a whoosh.

It directly smashed Jingxuan and others of the Emei faction who rushed over.

Only screams were heard, and I don't know how many people were killed.

Feng Ji glanced around and saw that the giant whale gang, Haisha faction and others did not dare to intervene in the battle between himself and the Shaolin faction, and they were besieging Yin Wufu and others at this time.

Niu Bold and the others were hacked several times.

Feng Ji's face instantly became furious, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"In view of today's Wudang sect Zhenren Zhang's birthday, I don't want to see blood, now you are looking for death!"

He jumped up suddenly, and his whole body was like a mountain, crashing down in front of Niu Bold and the others.

With a bang, two Haisha faction disciples were crushed to death with both feet.

Niu Bold was overjoyed, and quickly shouted: "The hall master is here, brothers, kill!"

Seeing Feng Ji approaching, everyone in Tianying Sect was shocked and immediately fought back.

Feng Ji also laughed wildly, and punched out!
A disciple of the Huashan faction on the opposite side had no time to dodge, and with a bang, his entire head was blown off with a punch!
Blood splattered everywhere, staining Feng Ji's fist red.

Feng Ji didn't even look at it, he turned around and whipped his legs.

The Iron Leg Kung Fu swept out, and a rumbling air storm sounded.

The air flow escaped from both sides of his whip leg, forming a gray air wave.

Boom-!
Feng Ji kicked a stone lion in the square in an instant.

With a bang, the stone lion exploded suddenly, and countless stones crackled and shot in all directions.

Immediately pierced through countless masters of various factions.

Some people's heads exploded, some people's chests were pierced by stones, and some people's shoulders were blown apart.

For a while, the screams continued, and the wailing continued!
The square of Zhenwu Hall is like a purgatory on earth!
Feng Ji couldn't stop laughing wildly, grabbed the huge incense burner that was two people tall nearby, and swept it violently!

Boom boom boom!
On the opposite side, the Kunlun sent Xi Huazi and the others to dodge in no time, and with a bang, they were smashed into a pulp!
Blood splashed on Feng Ji's body, and he was soaked in blood, like a killing god!
Bei Jinyi, Ji Xiaofu, Ding Minjun and others from the Emei School in the distance had already turned pale with fright.

At this moment, they, females, had left the battlefield long ago, watching Feng Ji fight against the 72 gang disciples in horror.

This is simply a one-sided massacre!

It wasn't until this moment that they understood why Feng Ji's nickname was [Blood Hand Rentu]!
"Master! Master!"

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

"Sect Leader, Sect Leader, don't die."

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister!"

There were screams one after another, and someone was calling for his senior brother and sister, senior sister and junior brother.

The faces of the members of the Haisha sect turned pale, and the leader Chen Liangchen witnessed with his own eyes that the leader of the giant whale gang was punched through the heart by Feng Ji.

The master of the Shenquan Sect was crushed alive by Feng Ji holding a huge incense burner.

Such a tragic scene, he was finally afraid.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

"Run! Run!"

"Get out of here, get out of here quickly!"

"If you don't leave, everyone will die, run away!"

……

Finally, these decent people from famous families were terrified by being killed by Feng Ji.

Fear fills the minds of these people.

Immediately, countless people turned their heads and ran wildly, and quickly fled down the mountain.

No one dared to stay to press Xie Xun's whereabouts anymore.

Right now, my own life is more important!
Feng Ji's eyes were red, and he was about to chase again.

Suddenly, a figure stopped him.

Feng Ji subconsciously punched the person who came.

Terrifying Qi burst out, internal force and Qi and blood roared, and the air burst and exploded.

The huge air wave twisted into a terrifying fist wind, bombarding the person opposite.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

The visitor chanted softly and waved his palm.

The seemingly light palm suddenly blocked Feng Ji's fist.

Feng Ji felt the strength of his fist and blood, as if it had been punched into a ball of cotton.

The internal force on the opposite side is like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

Feng Ji even felt a sense of fear that he couldn't fight against him!

This was a situation Feng Ji had never encountered before, and he was shocked.

He couldn't help looking up at the other party, only to realize that the person who came was Zhang Sanfeng, the great master of Wudang!
Feng Ji was amazed in his heart, he had already used [-]% of his strength in this punch.

Zhang Sanfeng took it so easily?

And the other party actually affected his state of mind?

He swept his eyes and suddenly noticed that although Zhang Sanfeng was smiling, he seemed relaxed.

But when his feet were on the ground, the blue bricks shattered and spread out like spider webs.

It suddenly dawned on Feng Ji that Zhang Sanfeng didn't really receive his punch.

He used Tai Chi to overcome rigidity with softness, and relieved his own strength.

But even so, it is enough to make people surprised.

At this time, although Zhang Sanfeng hadn't created Taijiquan yet, he had already comprehended the principle of Taiji's softness over rigidity, and integrated it into his inner strength.

Otherwise, Zhang Sanfeng would never be able to undo Feng Ji's punch.

It's just that Feng Ji didn't understand, what was the force that affected his emotions just now?
"Master Feng, can you give the old Tao a little face and let these people go."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled casually.

Feng Ji withdrew his fist, looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and suddenly laughed: "This is the territory of Wudang. Feng came here to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday."

"This reckless attack is also to prevent my former head of the Ziwei Hall, Ms. Yin, from being bullied."

"Since Zhang Zhenren has opened the golden mouth, how can Feng Mou not give face?"

He turned his head to look at Niu Bold and others who were still chasing and killing the various factions, and shouted: "All stop!"

Niu Bold and the others quickly stopped their pursuit, turned around one after another, and came back to Feng Ji.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised to see such orders and prohibitions.

He raised one palm, made a salute, and said: "Thank you, Hall Master Feng, it is really thanks to you that we can break the siege of Wudang this time."

He looked at the Golden Summit of Wudang, the ground was full of wailing people from all over the world, and there were many corpses lying there, he couldn't help showing a look of unbearable for a while.

"Hey, it's just that there are so many killings for nothing..."

He shook his head and smiled wryly, then sighed.

Feng Ji looked around at the corpses, and said: "Master Zhang, don't worry about it. If they didn't plan to do something wrong, they came to Wudang to harass Master Zhang's birthday, how could they die here?"

"In the final analysis, all of this is their own fault."

"If they didn't covet the dragon sword, they wouldn't have this calamity."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, he didn't want to speak, he just said to Wudang disciples: "Yuanqiao, you quickly get the wounded to be healed."

He looked at Feng Ji again, his eyes suddenly pondered, and asked: "Master Feng, can you follow the old Taoist to the back mountain?"

Feng Ji glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, secretly surprised, what business did Zhang Sanfeng ask him for?

He smiled immediately: "Please!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile, and led Feng Ji to the back mountain.

The front is handed over to the apprentices to take care of it.

The scenery of the back mountain of Wudang is even more unique. After leaving the front hall, you can see the natural beauty of the back hall.

Feng Ji couldn't help but calm down a lot from the killing spirit, and he also felt a sense of ecstasy.

"Wudang is worthy of being a famous Taoist mountain, and there are Taoist masters like Zhang Zhenren who have lived here for a long time. The layout of this place really makes people feel refreshed and happy."

Feng Ji said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, and looked at Feng Ji: "It's not that my Wudang scenery is so beautiful that makes you feel relaxed and happy, but it's because your cultivation base has already reached."

Feng Ji was taken aback: "What does Master Zhang say?"

"The old Taoist can feel that Hall Master Feng contains the essence of Taoism, the harmony of yin and yang, and both internal and external cultivation. It has the potential to meet the dragon and the tiger."

"Your body is like the way of the great pill pursued by Taoism."

Feng Ji was startled and couldn't help looking at Zhang Sanfeng.

He traveled so far, and it was the first time someone saw through his own martial arts cultivation!
What Zhang Sanfeng saw was of course not his own internal strength, but his cultivation of the national art alchemy.

With the fusion of light and dark forces, the heaven and earth are the furnace, and the body is the alchemy, he has indeed reached the alchemy state in the national art.

In the eyes of Taoism, this is indeed the intersection of yin and yang, the image of the dragon and the tiger.

Zhang Sanfeng said with emotion: "The old Taoist has pursued the Dao for many years, lived a hundred years in vain, and finally sensed a little secret. He thought that he had found a path that no one had before in the way of martial arts."

"But I don't want to see Master Feng today, only to know that the old man is a frog at the bottom of a well. It's especially ridiculous."

Feng Ji was astonished, and couldn't help asking: "Master Zhang, what do you say?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Feng Ji, and sighed: "The old Taoist pursued the Taoist way of yin and yang, and achieved the state of taijihuayi. So far, he has only obtained occasionally, but he didn't expect Hallmaster Feng to have already achieved it."

Feng Ji understood that Zhang Sanfeng was talking about his state of martial arts.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Master Zhang, my martial arts is different from the people in the Jianghu. What I practice is Qi and blood, and I have no achievements in Taoist internal strength."

"I don't want to hide from Master Zhang. All my internal strength is obtained through horizontal training. To be honest, when I practiced martial arts, my meridians have already been formed. In fact, there is no internal strength in my dantian."

Zhang Sanfeng was suddenly very surprised: "What? There is such a thing?"

Rao is Zhang Sanfeng who is well-informed, and this is the first time he has heard of such a thing.

It is true that everyone in the world is practicing internal strength, and I have never seen a master who has achieved great success.

Even Yin Tianzheng, he just opened up the acupuncture point between his arm and dantian.

His internal force is hidden in the orifice, but in the dantian, there is also internal force.

So he didn't know that there were people in the world who didn't have any internal energy in their dantians.

Zhang Sanfeng, the grand master of martial arts, didn't know that his mastery of horizontal training was so amazing.

At the moment, as a grand master, he was not ashamed to ask, asking Feng Ji about his various understandings of cultivation.

Feng Ji didn't hide anything, and immediately informed them one by one.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly fell into deep thought.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "Qi and blood martial arts... This is somewhat similar to the way of body training mentioned by Qi refiners in ancient times."

He immediately sighed: "It's a pity that I don't have the chance to see the demeanor of the ancient Qi refiners."

Feng Ji couldn't help being curious at this time, and asked, "Master Zhang, what kind of realm is your current realm?"

"Just now I met your palms, and I felt that your inner strength is like a vast ocean, unfathomable, which is really admirable."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly smiled and said: "You and I actually have almost the same internal energy. The only difference is that my internal energy is stored in Dantian. Your internal energy is dissolved in Qi and blood and stored in the orifice point."

"The vast ocean you feel is actually just the influence of the seasoned dantian qi sea and spiritual consciousness."

Feng Ji was taken aback: "Spiritual knowledge?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "Ten years ago, I stepped into the realm of heaven and man, and my internal strength has not increased. Over the years, I have been deducing the way of martial arts and looking for the truth of Taoism."

"It's a pity that I can't make further progress in my internal strength, but there are unexpected gains. My energy has soared, and I can actually reach the state of closing my eyes."

"Experienced deduction and research, and found that this is the effect achieved by the growth of the human mind and spiritual consciousness."

"Thus, in these years, besides deducing Daoist martial arts, the old Taoist has been secretly researching spiritual knowledge and trying to integrate it into martial arts internal skills."

"The vast ocean you feel is just influenced by the spiritual knowledge of the old Tao."

Feng Ji's heart skipped a beat!
Because he also has the ability to close his eyes and see things!
That was the vision that appeared after the mental power reached 20 points!

What Feng Ji didn't expect was that in this era of martial arts, there are...someone with such terrifying spiritual power!
It's just that Feng Ji didn't feel that after the mental power grows stronger, it can be of great use.

Apart from being able to sense things ten meters around, it doesn't seem to have much effect.

Oh, no, in the world at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, when he just broke through 20 points, his spiritual power once helped him see the luck of the world.

Since then, there have been no exceptions.

But judging from Zhang Sanfeng, it seems that there are other ways to use this mental power?

Feng Ji couldn't help but looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and said, "I also ask Daoist Zhang for advice."

　The monthly pass is only one thousand and eighty?You guys are too cruel, I was bragging yesterday, I really don’t move anymore, 2000 before the end of the month is enough, let me delay for two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)