Chapter 1932 The Sudden Change

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"Lingyu Gong?" Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, but there was no impression in his memory. He thought that this practice should have been left over a hundred years ago. "Does this skill allow people to see things in the dark?" This is also the place he is most puzzled. He can see things in the dark, how can he subdue everyone in Wudang in such a short time?

Daoist Huangmu shook his head: "It's not possible to see things in the dark, but it can radiate silk-like internal force, intertwined into a net within a certain range, and can judge the target position by touch."

"It's like a spider, no wonder..." Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, so the other party could act like daytime in the dark, "There is such a miraculous martial arts in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person had already reached the side of Daoist Huangmu, and grabbed his Jianjing point.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and his movements seemed to freeze for a while. Daoist Huangmu took the opportunity to shoot with his long sword, and a dazzling light burst out.

Zhang Sanfeng took a few steps back and dissolved his attack invisible, but he didn't mean to be happy at all: "You have poisoned?"

"Sad and crisp breeze, colorless and tasteless, it really lives up to its reputation." Daoist Huangmu looked at a little Taoist priest dressed in Baiyunguan, and couldn't help but admire him. He just didn't hide his martial arts origin, just wanted to delay time and let the poison attack, After all, Zhang Sanfeng was too famous, and they were worried that the poison would not work for a while.

I saw that the little Taoist also sighed: "Zhang Zhenzhen is indeed worthy of the body of a half-immortal, but it took so long to be affected." Although his voice was a little cold, it was a bit clear, and it was obviously a woman.

Zhang Sanfeng said with emotion: "I didn't expect Lao Dao to be planted in the hands of women twice. I don't know whether the girl is the concubine of Xixia or the princess?" hit him hard.

The little Taoist shook his head: "Neither..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Sanfeng had already appeared beside her, with both hands blocking all the directions in which she was dodging, he knew in his heart that since the poison was cast by her, there must be a corresponding antidote on her body. This kind of thing is a matter of Wudang's life and death, and he is not the kind of old pedant who eats the past and does not change, so naturally he doesn't care about this false name.

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Who knew that she stepped on the I Ching gossip and avoided the past with a very mysterious pace. Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but be surprised: "Lingbo Weibu of the Xiaoyao Sect?" .

The little Taoist didn't dare to be distracted at all, because the opponent's hand was like a heavenly punishment falling from the clouds. No matter how she avoided it, she would follow her like a shadow.

The little Taoist was horrified, knowing that she was also a grandmaster, and her name made many people fearful, but in the face of a poisoned Zhang Sanfeng, she actually felt a sense of powerlessness to resist.

Fortunately, Taoist Huangmu, who was not far away, saw something wrong, grabbed two long swords and attacked Zhang Sanfeng.

"Liangyi swordsmanship? No, it seems to be a mixture of anti-liangyi swordsmanship, one good and the other evil. I didn't expect you to be able to express yourself and develop such exquisite swordsmanship." Liangyi swordsmanship was originally from Wudang. It was derived from the martial arts of the faction, and Zhang Sanfeng could naturally see through it at a glance, but what the opponent used was not the ordinary two-yield swordsmanship.

Daoist Huangmu smiled smugly: "Since I learned Lingyu Gong, my internal strength is high, and my whole person's vision is naturally very different. Many things that I couldn't figure out before suddenly became clear. Bro, Lord Golden Snake pointed out the flaws in it, and I was a little disapproving. Later, I concentrated on practicing in the Dulong Cave, and only then did I know what kind of a frog at the bottom of the well was. It took ten years of effort to study and perfect this set of positive and negative swordsmanship. The flaws in the previous swordsmanship have been improved, and the attack power has also improved to a higher level."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "Swordsmanship is dead, people are alive, there is no swordsmanship in this world that is flawless." The swordsmanship in front of him is indeed amazing, but if he is not poisoned, it is not difficult to crack, but now His internal strength gradually subsided, and his hands and feet were many times heavier than usual.

Daoist Huangmu was stunned. Obviously, the other party's words made him vaguely touch a certain threshold: "If that's the case, please ask Zhenren Zhang for advice." After speaking, his swordsmanship became more and more subtle, and he even showed his strength. Two points.

The Wudang heroes on the side saw that the master turned from attacking to defending, and his actions were much more obscure than usual, and they scolded angrily: "Do you still want Taoist Huangmu?

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Face, my master was poisoned, and you said it in such a high-sounding manner while people were in danger! "

At this time, the Taoist priest disguised as a man saw that although Taoist Huangmu was attacking rapidly, he was still being resolved one by one by Zhang Sanfeng. Daoist Huangmu is indeed worthy of being recognized as the number one person in the world for decades.

She was worried that Chi Zesheng would change, and she just heard the voices of Wudang heroes, and she came to her mind as soon as her mind changed.

Yunqi Lingbo walked to a few people, stretched out her long sword and put it on one of them's neck, and suddenly noticed that the other party was Song Yuanqiao, she bit her lip, and finally the sword moved to the side and put it on Yu Lianzhou's neck: "Zhang Zhenren, if you continue to resist, your beloved disciple, the next-generation head of Wudang, may be going to see Emperor Zhenwu."

Zhang Sanfeng was startled when he saw this, his hands suddenly slowed down a bit, and his Taoist robe was immediately cut several times by the opponent's sharp sword.

Seeing this scene, Yu Lianzhou almost didn't cry: "Master, don't worry about me, let's go!"

The little Taoist sneered: "Zhang Zhenren, several of the Seven Heroes of Wudang have died in the past few years. You must be unwilling to experience the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person again. Don't worry, as long as you stop Resist, we won't hurt a single hair of you, just invite you to be a guest somewhere for a while."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed faintly: "I have lost Cuishan and Shenggu, and I don't want to feel that way again." After speaking, he lowered his hands.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others were in tears, wishing to die immediately, so as not to drag the master down.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had given up his resistance, Daoist Huangmu quickly sealed the acupoints on his body, then grinned and stabbed his heart with a sword.

"Master!" Everyone in Wudang was shocked when they saw this, but they had already been restrained and could not go to rescue at all.

At the critical moment, the little Taoist threw the sword in his hand and collided with the sword of Daoist Huangmu. However, Daoist Huangmu was very powerful now. The collision only made his sword deflect a little, but it still stabbed. went in.

The little Taoist had already rushed over at this time, forced the Huangmu Taoist back with a palm, and then sat down with Zhang Sanfeng, his voice full of anxiety and fear: "Zhang Zhenren, how are you?"

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