At this time, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation had reached a point that ordinary people could not reach.

According to the Supreme Martial Arts, the sword slays the dragon. The command of the world, no one dares to refuse to follow. If the Heavenly Heaven does not come out, who will compete with each other? These twenty-four words create a set of extremely profound boxing techniques.

Finally, Zhang Cuishan learned it...

So it is really easy for him to complete this set of swordsmanship.

"Look at it!" Zhang Sanfeng stood up.

The first time Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, Zhang Yange's hair stood up all over his body.

Not only did he complete the remaining seven moves, he also reorganized Zhang Yange's previous moves.

I saw Lao Zhang's moves like a cunning rabbit, which was refreshing, vigorous and vigorous, and his handsomeness was like the wind blowing, snow danced, and heavy things were like tigers squatting, like elephant steps.

The name of the Five Tiger Broken Door Sword is really not worthy of this set of sword techniques!

Either call it the high mountain broken door knife? Or the five tigers broken high mountain? The five tiger swords of the high mountain?

Thinking about it, if Gao Shan heard these three names, his eyes would have glared again, and Zhang Yange gave up this idea.

"How much did you remember?" Zhang Sanfeng asked at the standpoint.

"Remember it all." Zhang Yange said happily.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised. Zhang Yange said before that he had good talent, and he thought it was a boy's boast. But if he read it once and remembered it, it would be more than just good!

"Come on, let me take a look!" Zhang Sanfeng said. If the young man was talking big, then his mind still needs to be further trained.

Zhang Yange lifted up the short knife.

After Zhang Sanfeng repaired a set of sword techniques, they became both hard and soft.

The first move! OK...

The second move! Not bad

The third move! Interesting!

The fourth move! Beautiful!

It's perfect from the fifth move!

Zhang Sanfeng is a martial arts genius and a stunning and stunning person.

When he was seven or eight years old, Yang Guo only taught him three moves, and he defeated Yin Kexi. Yin Kexi is not a cat or a dog, but he is the top master among the five great masters among the gods.

Later, through the boxing technique learned by the Iron Luohan sent by Guo Xiang, he defeated He Zudao, who sent a letter to Shaolin.

At this time, he just learned the Nine Yang casually.

Later, he found out that not everyone was the same as him after he accepted disciples.

As for my seven disciples, it is very talented in the world, but it is much worse than me and the boy in front of me.

This child is the most like me!

This should be the strongest praise from the old Taoist priest to Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange saw that the old Taoist priest didn't react for a long time, and felt a little nervous. It was so difficult that he practiced wrongly?

I would have used that little skill point if I had known it!

This will get a hundred points in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes!

Although Zhang Yange is a slut, he is a slut with excellent talent. He can understand any martial arts moves by looking at them.

He suspected that this had something to do with the insomnia he had when he traveled through time.

Is this old Taoist priest so high? Just as Zhang Yange was about to speak, Zhang Sanfeng asked first, "What do you think you are using?"

"The first four moves are a bit awkward. After five moves, I understand the way of exerting this sword technique. It must be soft and soft!" Zhang Yange commented.

"Hahaha, not bad! Not bad!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

Early the next morning, the three of them set off on the road.

The bag is at least five or six times larger than before, full of rice and flour, and some medicinal materials.

He carried the dragon and elephant skills firmly on Zhang Yange's body. He used the dragon and elephant skills as a cattle and horse skills, but Xiao Zhang could barely endure it as a cattle and horse for Lao Zhang.

It was almost noon that a village appeared in front of me. However, from a distance, the broken walls and ruins felt very desolate.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.

"Hey, from the Song Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty of the Tartars, the people lived no difference, and it was still so hard. Let's go to the village to take a look."

Zhang Yange led Zhou Zhiruo to the village with the old Taoist priest.

There are only seven or eight families in the village.

Seeing them entering the village, the women and children ran into the house first.

After a moment, an old man came out staggeringly.

"What's the matter with the old Taoist?" asked the old man cautiously.

"We and our group passed by here and wanted to take a rest here." Zhang Sanfeng said.

The old man should be much younger than Zhang Sanfeng, but the condition of the two of them is really different.

"There are many empty rooms in the village, so you can just use it." After hearing Zhang Sanfeng say this, the old man no longer had any worries.

"But the three of them took a break and quickly left here. The mountain in front was called Wang Liushan. There was a group of strong men on the mountain. Many men in our village were killed by them.

Woman…oh!”

The old man waved his hand in delight and turned around and left.

"Can we help them?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Sanfeng and then at Zhang Yange.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything, but Zhang Yange knew that Lao Zhang was testing him.

"There are still a lot of rice and flour in the luggage and then I will share it with them. When we come, we pass by a jungle. I will see if there is any prey." Zhang Yange put down his luggage and said.

"You can still hunt?" the old Taoist priest smiled.

"Gaoshan taught me to make traps." Zhang Yange prepared lunch for the two of them before preparing to go to the jungle.

"Old Master, I'll help Brother Zhang too." Zhou Zhiruo said.

"Go." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

"Then you watch the fire, don't burn the porridge again." Zhang Yange explained worriedly.

"Be careful, if you don't get any results, come back early." Lao Zhang changed the topic.

Last time Zhang Yange asked him to watch the porridge, but he had been in meditation for too long and burned the porridge, which was scolded by Zhang Yange for several days.

Lao Zhang was not angry either. The disciples on the mountain respected him like gods. The people in the martial arts world at the foot of the mountain were either afraid of him or hated him.

But none of them criticized him like Zhang Yange. This made Lao Zhang feel novel and looked at the boy higher.

I did not obey me because I asked myself to be my teacher.

Zhang Yange took Zhou Zhiruo to the jungle. Along the way, the little girl wanted to say something but stopped making predictions and stopping...

"If you have anything to say, just feel happy!" Zhang Yange said helplessly.

"I, I... said that Brother Zhang won't be angry, right?" Zhou Zhiruo said cautiously.

"I'll fight for it. If you're really angry, you'll still feed the beasts here." Zhang Yange said without any seriousness.

After spending time together, Zhou Zhiruo has long been very familiar with Zhang Yange and knows that he is joking.

"Why don't you give them some money?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

In her opinion, giving those people some money, they can buy whatever they want.

"This is a question." Zhang Yange smiled, "giving them money is not to help them, but to harm them!

They have no money, so the nearby robbers will not pay attention to them. Once they have money, the robbers will come back.

Even if there are no robbers, if anyone among them has evil thoughts…”

Hearing Zhang Yange's words, Zhou Zhiruo nodded guiltily.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, I blamed you wrongly."
Chapter completed!