Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

As long as Zhu Houzhao issued a "Recruitment List", there will be enthusiastic young people in the world and people with lofty ideals.will gather and respond.

Sometimes, the usefulness of fame is extreme.

How the three empires developed in the turbulent times is not known for the time being, but in terms of the heir, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Dynasty.Undoubtedly, it has completely gained the upper hand.More than one step ahead.

"Your Highness. Are you alright!" Lin Yuantu asked.

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "It's just prostration, nothing serious."

In Zhu Houzhao's eyes, there was a little bit of brilliance, and the feeling of the sword just now cannot be described in words.

At that moment, he merged into the heaven and the earth, as if he had become the master between the heaven and the earth, and could borrow all the power between the heaven and the earth.

That kind of feeling is really wonderful. Zhu Houzhao has an intuition, that state is the state of "high love", the third highest realm in the Heavenly Book of Forgetfulness.

Unfortunately.After he came out of the epiphany, he could no longer re-enter the state of being too oblivious, and it would be difficult for him to re-wield that "God's Will Sword".I have to say, this is a huge pity.

Innately beheading the world is not so easy after all.

"Anyway, I have already written down the feeling of that sword. Sooner or later, I will completely master that sword." Zhu Houzhao was full of confidence.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes narrowed, and he stopped in front of Zhu Houzhao. With a gentle wave of his long sleeves, an invisible finger force dissipated.

"It's an invisible and invisible jointing finger," Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were burning, and he shot directly at an old monk with a broom in the Shaolin camp, "Murong Longcheng, since you've already come, why haven't you come out?"

"Amitabha," the old monk slowly walked out of the Shaolin monks, "Murong Longcheng is no longer in this world, and there are only monks left in the world."

Chapter 0292 Seeking Dao Jiuzhongtian, unparalleled for hundreds of years

"Sweeping monk?" Zhang Sanfeng laughed, and did not argue much, "You have been sitting in Northern Shaolin for decades, but today you come to my Wudang, what is the so-called?"

"Amitabha, the old monk came today only to save the world," the sweeping monk pinched the Buddha's name, "Zhang Wuxia and Mu Daoren of your faction have bloody hands, and I Shaolin is obliged to bring them back to save the world, so as not to endanger the martial arts. "

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly: "I can't believe that Murong Longcheng, the God of War of Dayan who was invincible hundreds of years ago, has now become a Shaolin thug."

"What about the thugs, the old monk has been in Shaolin for decades. Now he has cut off three thousand troubles, and the four major ones have escaped into the empty door." The sweeping monk shook his head, "This is only for the sake of salvation, and no other intentions."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "Since this is the case, it seems that you and I can only do one game."

The sweeping monk nodded: "Please!"

The conversation between the two was bland.However, the meaning of swords and arrows is more than just before.

Everyone present knew that this time, the North and South Shaolin came out in full force, and blamed Wudang's success or failure on these two people.

In fact, the victory or defeat of those unparalleled powerhouses in the past is of little significance. As long as Zhang Sanfeng is undefeated, Wudang's true martial spirit will not be damaged. Similarly, if the sweeper loses, there will be no one in Shaolin. Can block Zhang Sanfeng.

Today's battle, from the very beginning, was not a battle between Southern Shaolin and Wudang, but a battle between Northern Shaolin Sweeping Monk and Wudang's Zhang Sanfeng.

Whether it is the Buddha who destroys the Dao, or whether the Dao rises and the Buddha disappears, is all in the battle between the two.

"From my ancestor's point of view, who has a better chance of winning a battle between Sweeping Monk and Zhang Zhenren?" Zhu Houzhao sat aside and asked Sunflower Ancestor.

Ancestor Sunflower shook his head: "I don't know, the unparalleled realm of seeking the Tao is also divided into high and low levels. Seeking the Tao is nine layers of heaven, one step at a time, and the mystery is mysterious and unfathomable. Both the sweeper monk and Zhang Zhenren have already stood at the extremely deep level of the unparalleled realm. The gap between them can be large or small, and sometimes their victory or defeat is not only determined by their own strength."

"Mood, state, weather, and location may affect their victory or defeat in this battle," Sunflower Patriarch said, "But according to the current situation, Zhang Zhenzhen is sitting in a state of ecstasy, and his mood is clear, and the sweeping monk is Murong. Because of the death of Murong Bo and Murong Fu, Longcheng was more or less affected, and his mood fluctuated a little. Now we are on Wudang Mountain. Zhang Zhenren has been enlightened on Wudang Mountain for decades. One tree, one mountain and one stone, all respect Zhang Zhenren, and in terms of geographical advantage, Zhang Zhenren is one step ahead."

"So, before this battle started, Zhang Zhenren already had a double-layered advantage. In fact, the reason why many Shaolin masters threatened Zhang Cuishan as soon as they appeared was just to anger Zhang Zhenren and disturb Zhang Zhenren's state of mind. Sandu, Wu Lao Dou Jiu Monk and others challenge Zhang Sanfeng, and they are not confident that they have the strength to threaten Zhang Zhenren, but they just want to force out some of Zhang Zhenren's methods and use up some of Zhang Zhenren's vitality by the way."

"If it wasn't for His Highness the Crown Prince to rescue him in time, Zhang Cuishan really committed suicide, and Zhang Zhenren's mood would have been greatly damaged. On the one hand, the sweeper would be able to turn his disadvantage into an advantage. If the five old sweepers of Sandu really challenged Zhang A real person, then Zhang Zhenren will have to lose a little bit of infuriating energy, and the trump card will be seen through by the sweeper, so in terms of state, Zhang Zhenren loses again."

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "It looks like this. The prince made a mistake. He helped Zhang Zhenren a lot, and Zhang Zhenren owed the prince a big favor!"

Ancestor Sunflower nodded: "Yes! His Royal Highness also gave Zhang Zhenren the secret book of 'Douzhuanxingyi'. Although he has reached the realm of sweeping monks, his martial arts has not been greatly influenced by others' research, but it is better than nothing. First of all. Zhang Zhenren has at least occupied the advantage in three aspects."

"So, Zhang Zhenren is sure to win?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Ancestor Sunflower shook his head: "It's not always the case. There is no easy way to be invincible in an era. Murong Longcheng dominated an era hundreds of years ago. The Master of Xiaoyao, Xiaoyaozi, is even slightly inferior to him. At that time, the prestige of Murong Longcheng was not inferior to the current Zhang Zhenren."

"Now that Murong Longcheng has been settled for a hundred years, no one knows how strong its strength is," Sunflower Ancestor looked at Sweeping Monk and Zhang Sanfeng. "The outcome of this battle can only be said to be five to five."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned: "Then, if Patriarch is against them, are you sure you can win?"

Ancestor Sunflower laughed at himself: "Murong Longcheng's Douzhuanxingyi and Zhang Zhenren's Tai Chi are the best defensive skills, and my sunflower magic is just restrained by them. Relying on the speed of sunflower, I am [-]% sure that I will remain undefeated. , but to beat them, the possibility is less than [-]%."

"What about the uncle! Compared with them, who is the uncle stronger or weaker?" Zhu Houzhao asked again.

Ancestor Sunflower smiled: "Today's goddess is equivalent to Zhang Zhenren decades ago, and Murong Longcheng hundreds of years ago. Does the old servant understand this?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled, so it was.

The real masters of the unparalleled masters often have seen through the world's fame and fortune, and will not easily appear in the eyes of the world. Zhu ignores the first powerhouse of the Ming Empire, and has the meaning of "there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are called kings".

Perhaps, it is just the ancestor of the sunflower, and it is not necessarily weaker than Zhu Ignore, if not so.Why does Zhu Youji keep pressing Zhu to ignore?

Perhaps, Zhu ignores and Gu Santong's master "Tianchi Weixia" really has the strength comparable to Zhang Sanfeng and Sweeping Monk.

In this world of comprehensive martial arts, there are too many people with amazing talents.

Hou Zhu, the god of iron courage, ignored it, it was really not as invincible as the "number one in the world" world.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houzhao felt that the pressure on his body was suddenly relieved a lot.

At this time, on the square in front of Zixiao Palace.The sweeping monk and Zhang Sanfeng finally talked about the collapse.

Chapter 0293 Twelve Profound Entrance Golden Bell Cover

"Please taste it, the seal of the perfect vase," Murong Longcheng took a deep breath, his left palm formed a seal on his chest, and his right hand slowly pushed out.