"Amitabha," the wine-fighting monk sighed, "since the time of Emperor Taizong, our family has received the emperor's grace. Although I have escaped into Buddhism now, the karma of the past will still have to be repaid. This time, I will definitely protect the officials." The family is comprehensive."
Wang Chongyang laughed loudly and said: "It just so happened that last time we gambled in the pavilion, we also had unfinished karma, today we will continue the frontier." As soon as he finished speaking, he stabbed with a sword.
With his cultivation base, he basically didn't need to use a sword to face the enemy, but this time the opponent was not an ordinary enemy, he didn't dare to push himself, so he drew out his old saber as soon as he came up.
"Escort!" The guards with imperial equipment and other guards hurriedly drew their swords to guard around Zhao Gou. Although the opponent's sword was not aimed at the official, but the opponent's martial arts are so advanced, who knows if they will temporarily change their moves? ? How will they have time to react
Li Yanshi's throat is a little dry. He usually thinks to himself that he is also a top expert when looking at the Jianghu. The status of carrying a weapon makes him have a detached sense of looking down on the people in the Jianghu. Standing by the side, there is a feeling of being overwhelmed. If this sword is aimed at me, can I stop it
Looking at Wine Monk with some worry, wondering whether he can take the sword or not, although the two sides are masters of the same level, the sword in Wang Chongyang's hand is cold and sharp, it is not ordinary at first glance, and Wine Monk fights with bare hands , I am afraid that this aspect will be innately disadvantaged.
I saw the fighting wine monk slowly raised his hand, a pair of sleeves suddenly bulged, and quickly blocked the opponent's startling sword.
Wang Chongyang laughed: "The universe in Shaolin's sleeves can only be considered ordinary among the seventy-two unique skills. I didn't expect to be played by you."
"Brother Chongyang, you are joking. Quanzhen swordsmanship is mediocre in the hands of Quanzhen sect disciples, but in your hands it also turns decay into magic." Wine Fighting Monk replied while defusing his attack.
"It's me." Wang Chongyang put away his smile, and his swordsmanship became more and more sharp. Others could no longer see his moves clearly, and could only vaguely see his hand as if waving a cloud of silver light. .
Staring intently at the battle situation in the field, Zhao Gou couldn't help asking the equipment beside him: "Who do you think will win and who will lose?"
Li Yanshi replied: "Back to the official's house, Wine Monk Dou's internal strength is probably as high as the past, and the Nine Suns Divine Art is good at defense. Although Wang Chongyang's offensive is fast now, Wine Monk Dou has always kept a distance of three feet around his body. , if the stalemate continues, if Wang Chongyang's strength is a little weak, it will be time for the master to counterattack."
Hearing these remarks, a smile finally appeared on Zhao Gou's gloomy face.
Ding Dian on the side also nodded secretly. Although Li Yanshi's remarks were indispensible to comfort the officials, they also made some sense. The wine monk's martial arts are good at defense. Quite cheap, if Wang Chongyang didn't make another move, he might lose this time.
As soon as his thoughts came up, Wang Chongyang suddenly put away his sword and jumped out of the battle ring, looked at the wine monk and said helplessly: "You are guarding like an old tortoise, it really makes people have nowhere to talk."
Wine Monk smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for many years, Brother Chongyang, your swordsmanship has improved a lot."
"Stop talking about such polite words," Wang Chongyang snorted angrily, "Are you secretly proud that I will never be able to break through your defenses?"
"Don't dare, don't dare." Although the wine monk's mouth is modest, there is still a bit of color in his eyes. No matter how you say it, Wang Chongyang is the number one in the world that many people in the world think, and he has no desire to win or lose against others. , it's still a little hard to hold on to him.
Naturally, Wang Chongyang saw through his thoughts, so he didn't feel annoyed, and said with a slight smile: "Monk, don't get too complacent, the next move is the essence of my martial arts in my life, and it was originally used to deal with old immortals like you. , It's a pity that it was broken by a young man last time."
"Huh?" The wine monk was extremely surprised, "What young man in this world can defeat your unique move?"
Wang Chongyang glanced at him with a half-smile: "Great Monk, are you smiling from the bottom of your heart now? Don't worry, that person is a monster. Although he can break it, it doesn't mean you can. From the last experience, the formation has been improved, even if we face him again, he may not be able to defeat it."
Thinking of the miraculous moves of that young man in the last Chongyang Palace battle, Wang Chongyang secretly sighed. If the other party had agreed to his three conditions at the beginning, the action this time would have been a sure thing.
Wang Chongyang is not a very human being, so he quickly put this regret behind him. He stepped on the seven stars and walked around the wine monk with a very mysterious pace. It was found that he had transformed into seven figures, faintly surrounding the wine monk in the middle.
"Tiangang Beidou formation!" The wine monk's expression changed. The last time he gambled with Wang Chongyang in the gazebo, the two sides had just tasted it, so they had never seen each other's housekeeping skills. However, he has traveled the world and his knowledge is extraordinary. The shadows of the Quanzhen Seven Sons Tiangang Big Dipper Formation were seen inside, but it was created by the cooperation of seven people. I didn't expect Wang Chongyang to use it alone.
Wine Monk respected and admired him in his heart, but soon lost the energy to admire him. Facing the attack of seven great masters of the same level at the same time, no matter how good his defense was, he fell into a state of being overwhelmed in an instant.
"This...how is this possible." Not far away, Li Yanshi, Ding Dian and others opened their mouths wide open, as if their three views had been greatly subverted for a moment. The scene in front of them was beyond their imagination.
With the seven Wang Chongyang joining forces, who else is the opponent in the world
The drinking monk who was in the center of the storm had the deepest experience. Wang Chongyang appeared at the position of "Tianquan" and "Yuheng" a moment ago and used the ultimate move in Quanzhen swordsmanship. "Tianji Kaiyang" position, attacking with three flowers gathering palm.
Fighting Wine Monk used the Nine Suns Divine Art to the extreme, barely blocking the palms on both sides. But the two figures of Wang Chongyang who appeared in the positions of "Luoguang" and "Tianxuan" behind him were completely overwhelmed, so he could only hastily use the Nine Yang True Qi to protect his vitals, and was instantly caught by Wang Chongyang. Fist, palm, finger hit.
Wine Monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and opened his mouth: "Om, na, na, ba, me, hum!"
The six-character mantra is a sound wave technique, and the sound is transmitted in all directions. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a kind of indiscriminate killing. Wang Chongyang's seven figures can't dodge the sound no matter how fast they are, so they can only retreat slightly to avoid its edge.
Fighting wine monk took this opportunity to heal his injuries in a hurry. The punch and palm just now were nothing more than a Yang finger that was supposed to be run by the innate qi. When he was poked by a finger, he suddenly felt that half of his body was a little numb. .
It was also thanks to Wang Chongyang's one-point seven, which caused the power of the attack to be relatively weakened a lot. Otherwise, if Wang Chongyang was in a normal state with a one-yang finger, even if he had the body protection of the Nine Suns, his acupoints would be sealed in an instant. Then the outcome will be decided.
Wang Chongyang saw that Jiuyang Monk had just vomited blood, and his skill returned to normal as soon as he turned around. He couldn't help being amazed: "Nine Suns Divine Art is really unique in treating internal injuries. Other masters have used my three tricks. If you don't die, you will be seriously injured. Great Monk, you are like that. It's all right."
As soon as he finished speaking, he used the Tiangang Beidou Formation to attack again. He knew how strong the recovery power of the Nine Suns Divine Art was. If he delayed for a while, the opponent's internal injuries might be healed, and the hard-won advantage would be wasted.
Fighting Wine Monk had a solemn expression, and he used what he had learned all his life to guard his body. If he couldn't hold it, he would use the six-character mantra to repel the enemy.
But he knew in his heart that the Six-Syllable Mantra consumes a lot of internal energy, especially if he wants to make a master like Wang Chongyang jealous, he must use it with all his strength, and on the other hand he has to deal with his attacks from all directions. He also felt that his zhenqi was gradually being consumed. As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose. If you go on like this, you will probably lose, unless Wang Chongyang uses the seven-man formation alone, and the internal energy is exhausted first...
Fighting wine monk suddenly felt a little regretful, he knew that he should deal with Shi Potian and Huang Yaoshi by himself just now, although Shi Potian's internal strength is strong, but his own strength is also internal strength, Huang Chang's Nine Yin Manual is extremely changeable, by Facing Wang Chongyang's Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, he will never be as restrained as I am.
Of course, this is not to say that the fighting wine monk is weaker than Huang Chang. You must know that the two of them competed. kind of disadvantage. It can only be said that the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint is unavoidable even at the level of a great master.
Zhao Gou and the others on the side also saw that the wine monk was in a disadvantageous situation, and they wanted to send guards to help, but the gap between the two sides was too big. In the fight between the great masters, the strength of the others had been scattered before they could help Yu Bo was seriously injured.
Even at Huang Yaoshi's level of Wujue, he could only stand aside and support him. Although everyone is a master at carrying imperial equipment, none of them has reached the level of Wujue.
Li Yanshi's heart suddenly moved, he looked at the slightly opened door, and said to Zhao Gou: "Officials, since this is the territory of Wudang Mountain, why don't we invite Zhenren Zhang to help, as long as he is willing to help, the matter will be settled."
Zhao Gou frowned slightly, this time the Wudang faction showed a little bit of weirdness, as he expected at the beginning, something should happen to the Wudang faction, and Zhang Sanfeng might not be the person in the wooden house now.
But the matter has come to this point, we can't just let it go, let people try it.
Seeing his consent, Li Yanshi mobilized his internal energy and said to the hut: "Master Zhang, now the thieves are trying to plot against him, and I hope the Master will leave the customs and cast down demons."
He yelled three times in a row, but there was still silence inside.
"Really Zhang, we sent people in." Li Yanshi frowned, and motioned for the two of them to take the imperial equipment to go in to find out. Now that things have happened, he doesn't care so much.
"Yugui, Shousu, be careful!" Li Yanshi carefully reminded that Zhang Yugui and Bai Shousu are second only to himself and Ding Dian in the equipment they carry, and they have killed countless masters who dared to spy on the forbidden palace over the years. , The two take care of each other, even if there is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den inside, they still have the power to protect themselves.
The two escorts nodded, with swords in hand, and walked in step by step with full vigilance.
After the two turned around the screen, people outside couldn't see their figures. Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Li Yanshi couldn't help asking: "Yugui, Shousu, what's going on inside?"
boom! boom!
He was answered by two muffled bangs, and two black shadows shot out and hit the ground. Everyone looked intently, and couldn't help but change their expressions. It turned out that the two with the imperial equipment had died of exhaustion. —
When I was writing the title of the chapter, I suddenly realized that there were 2000 chapters without knowing it. It was really not easy.