Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

But it was just such a palm.

He actually refused Abbot Mingkong entry in such a simple way.

A subtle moment.

A figure fell from the sky.

No one has arrived yet.

The extremely sharp Pure Yang Finger has broken through the air and is coming to kill.

Go straight to Cao Zhengchun's head.

Chapter 271 Ten Thousand Flowers

Zhu ignored it.

He attacked suddenly when he was at his most sensitive and vulnerable moment.

overbearing.

fatal.

ruthless.

Zhu Wusi wanted to kill Cao Zhengchun with one move.

The carriage burst open.

A thousand flowers bloom.

This is the Hengshan School's unique martial art.

Ding Xian and Ding Jing drew their swords together, using their extremely pure internal energy to create hundreds of sharp sword beams.

However, they did not want to kill Zhu Wusi.

Instead, he replaced Cao Zhengchun to stop Abbot Mingkong and Qi Di.

"Zhu Wushi!"

Cao Zhengchun roared and rushed forward.

The true energy under the Vajra body protection forms a barrier shield.

Chunyang is giving instructions.

The two fateful enemies froze in mid-air.

Click.

The first crack appeared in the Vajra Shield.

Zhu Wusi revealed a cruel look, and his terrifying internal strength erupted instantly.

The Vajra Shield shattered.

But Cao Zhengchun took advantage of the impact of the moment of destruction to escape quickly.

The force of the Pure Yang Finger drills directly into the ground.

A small hole of unknown depth was revealed.

"Zhu Wushi."

"How dare you assassinate the miracle doctor who treated the emperor!"

Cao Zhengchun would not miss such a good opportunity to win over the hearts and minds of the people.

Even if Zhu Wushi is in full disguise.

But that terrifying skill is far beyond comprehension.

That terrifying Pure Yang Finger.

The most crucial thing is the aura of "enemy" that is bestowed upon Zhu Wushi by his innate talent.

Cao Zhengchun could judge all of this with his eyes closed.

No response.

There is only killing.

Zhu Wusi knew that it was better to rely on himself than on others.

The Duoluo Leaf Finger and the Pure Yang Finger are combined and performed.

There are also some moves similar to the Vajra Palm in the middle.

The two masters confronted each other.

Not giving an inch.

In particular, the dora leaves refer to the continuous blooming of the Rāhula flowers.

Each finger was aimed directly at Cao Zhengchun's weak point.

Each point is enough to kill a master who ranks slightly lower on the weapon list.

Continuously.

But there is nothing I can do.

Cao Zhengchun knew very well that his martial arts skills were not sophisticated enough.

So it's just defense.

The extremely pure Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu held up the facade.

at the same time.

Detective Guo is here too.

However, as soon as he appeared, he was surrounded and attacked by the remaining six masters of the East Factory.

Too exhausted to support.

Wuhuan was fighting with the eunuch Zhangwu.

The Fire Cloud Sword Technique had evaporated the snow within a radius of twenty feet.

Even the century-old trees on the roadside were burned.

But Eunuch Zhangwu's dragon claw hand is absolutely flawless.

Even several times he was about to successfully surrender.

"Subduing Tiger Palm?"

"Shaolin? Or Huashan?"

Dingxian and Dingjing swords join forces.

The repeated attacks by Abbot Mingkong and Qi Di were all in vain.

"It's definitely not Huashan."

Because Abbot Mingkong didn't dare to go all out, he relied on his pure skills and the Subduing Tiger Palm to fight.

This made Dingxian and Dingjing seem at ease.

You can even analyze your opponent's moves during a duel.

"hateful!"

Qi was furious.

After following Wan Sanqian, he met many masters of the time.

The arrogance and pride in my heart also dissipated a lot.

But no matter how much it fades, the arrogance at the root is still extremely deep.

How can I bear such disregard?

Four swords shot out like streams of light.

Wonderful.

Gorgeous and dazzling.

However, a scene of sword flowers suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The dots of flowers are like the passing of time, and also like a suddenly rising sea of flowers.

The four swords crashed into it, like a few silver foxes falling into a sea of flowers, and quickly disappeared.

Qi was horrified.

Want to take back the four swords.

However, the Wanhua Sword light turned.

Another field of flowers rolled up.

Once I get to know you, I will cut all four invisible threads.

Qi lost four swords and became insane.

You have to know that in order to monopolize these four swords, he killed his elders and betrayed his family.

"You Hengshan are too arrogant."

Abbot Mingkong was furious.

A tiger roared out.

As a result, the Wanhua Sword Light turned back like a stream of light.

Like a swallow returning to its nest.

It's like hundreds of flowers falling to the ground.

The clanging sword ripped the tiger apart.

Abbot Mingkong's arrogance came to an abrupt end.

He thought Ding Xian and Ding Jing were very strong, but he didn't expect that they were ten or twenty years younger than him, but their skills were almost the same.

The most terrifying thing is that their swordsmanship is extremely exquisite and they can control their swordsmanship at will.

It has obviously reached the pinnacle.

Such is Hengshan.

No wonder the East Factory didn’t dare to use force.

No wonder Huashan regards them as allies rather than vassals.

"Give me back my sword."

There are many stupid people in this world.

Qi is one of them.

Crazy about the sword, died for the sword.

He just ignored everything and rushed towards Dingjing bravely.

He vowed to take back the four swords.

As a result, Ding Xian and Ding Jing's swords turned into two, and two into four.

Continuous fission.

Continuously evolving.

In the blink of an eye, countless sword shadows appeared.

It has the majestic feeling of thousands of flowers blooming and thousands of swords flying.

"what……"

Qi without swords is useless.

I'm afraid he can't even beat Liang Fa, Lu Dayou and others from Huashan.