Zhuo Lingfeng fired his bow from left to right, and Lu Zhengrong received two crisp slaps on his face.
He is also a master of the world. Although he was caught off guard and the stars were flying in front of his eyes, he quickly waved his sleeves.
At the same time, Lehou turned around and slapped Zhuo Lingfeng with his palm.
Tang Ying'e and Zhong Zhen, who were closest to Lu Zhengrong, used their palms and swords to attack Zhuo Lingfeng from both sides.
Tang Ying'e is known as "Cang Beard Iron Palm", Cang Beard means that he is not very old, but his beard is white. Iron Palm, as the name suggests, means that his palms are as hard as iron.
Zhong Zhen is known as the "Nine-curved Sword", not because the blade he uses is a long curved sword, but because his sword skills are unpredictable and unpredictable.
Both of them used their special skills when they struck. Tang Ying'e swung out his right palm, with the edge of his palm like a knife, slashing at the cartilage of Zhuo Lingfeng's left flank.
Zhong Zhen stabbed at the vital point between Zhuo Lingfeng's chest and abdomen, but the long sword was stabbing at an angle. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, hiding a powerful back move. The sword technique was extremely exquisite and worthy of the name "Nine-curved Sword".
At this time, Zhuo Lingfeng also felt a strong force coming towards him from behind, and a cold air hit him first.
Zhuo Lingfeng said "Eh" and swung his left hand sideways, but when he heard the "dang" sound, he defused Zhong Zhen's sword and reached out to grab the "Guanyuan point" on Tang Ying'e's arm.
Zhuo Lingfeng's attack seemed ordinary, but it was extremely wonderful, as fast as lightning, and he just broke Tang Ying'e's hand.
Tang Ying'e and Zhong Zhen stood in awe, seeing how quickly he changed his moves and how quickly he struck.
In this flash of lightning, he had already slapped Lu Zhengrong twice, and then turned back to block the attack of the two men. He was afraid that the killer would come out again, so he hurriedly retreated.
Zhuo Lingfeng launched his back moves one after another, grabbing Lu Zhengrong's sleeve with his right hand, and blocking Lehou's palm with his left hand.
Lehou's two palms have different palm powers, one is yin and the other is yang. The yang palm comes out first, but the yin power goes to the body first.
However, the Taoist internal strength is mainly feminine. At this time, the sea of yin and yang has opened to Zhuo Lingfeng. The cold and yin air only made him feel cool, but then a hot palm wind followed.
Pounce.
Zhuo Lingfeng saw that Lehou was able to master the yin and yang palms, but he had no time to compete with him at this time, so he immediately spat out his strength.
Hearing just two "cracks", the palms of the two people touched, and a soft numbness ran straight down Lehou's arms. The horse's steps faltered, and he jumped back in shock in his heart.
At this time, Zhuo Lingfeng's right hand had grabbed Lu Zhengrong's sleeve, and when he retracted his arm, he pulled his feet loose, and his left foot protruded, hitting him in the middle of the abdomen.
He slapped the three masters of the Songshan Sect and kicked Lu Zhengrong. This was the "Three Chains" trick of the Quanzhen Sect.
Since his debut, he has been questioned by others about using other martial arts to show off his power, and he felt extremely embarrassed, so he conveniently used the Quanzhen sect's martial arts.
With a "chi" sound, one of Lu Zhengrong's sleeves was torn off by him, and his body was kicked up to about seven feet high. He flipped backwards with a somersault, and blood spurted out from his mouth, along with several teeth.
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The way of martial arts is that lightness and quickness are opposite to heavyness. If you want lightness and quickness, you cannot be heavy. If you get heavyness, lightness and quickness must be given up accordingly.
Zhuo Lingfeng passed by and was surrounded by several masters, and slapped Lu Zhengrong. His strength was not strong enough, but with each slap and kick, his face became swollen and his teeth fell out, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was seriously injured.
Before Lu Zhengrong's body even hit the ground, Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he slapped his palm again, and the force of his palm surged forward with overwhelming force.
He was someone who didn't want to let go of the person whose home was stolen. He smashed his mouth just to let out the bad breath. At this time, it was time to take his life.
Suddenly I saw a figure shaking, and there was another person on the field.
The man grabbed Lu Zhengrong with a move of his left hand, and with a flash of white light in his right hand, he swung his long sword and deflected the wind that was as solid as a palm, but it also made his palm numb.
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help shouting: "Okay", but then he frowned slightly and said: "What do you mean?"
The person who took action was Feng Buping.
Zhuo Lingfeng faced the four masters alone. His body movements were as graceful as a dragon's, and his moves were as fast as lightning. He attacked and defended in succession, forcing Tang Ying'e, Zhong Zhen, and Le Hou to retreat, and injuring Lu Zhengrong. Such skills impressed everyone.
Cheers from the bottom of my heart.
But some people can't help but worry secretly for themselves. If these four people can't stop him under siege, how can we do anything to defeat him?
Feng Buping turned to look at Lu Zhengrong and saw that his mouth and nose were bleeding, his cheeks were swollen, and his "golden-eyed eagle" looked like a big frog.
You must know that Lu Zhengrong went to Mount Huashan to gain momentum for him. At this time, he was injured before going to Mount Huashan. He was dissatisfied and said angrily: "Are you teaching martial arts from Quanzhen?"
Zhuo Lingfeng said calmly: "Why do I still have to explain to you the martial arts I use?"
A dwarf next to Feng Buping suddenly said loudly: "Zhuo Lingfeng, you are so unreasonable. If you were really a Quanzhen disciple, how could we, my brothers, still care about you, otherwise...?"
He is Cheng Buyou, Feng Buping's younger brother.
Zhuo Lingfeng's brows froze and he said, "Otherwise, what if you know what's going on? Just leave quickly!"
Datong Zhenren founded the Huashan sect, and it has been passed down to this day, but there are not many people left, so I am giving you good advice.
I don’t want you to be buried in Zhongnan Mountain and sue me in front of Master Datong!”
Zhuo Lingfeng really didn't want to kill the Huashan disciples in Zhongnan Mountain. What he was afraid of was not Hao Datong, but his master.
Although the teachings taught by the "Seven Quanzhen Sons" are different, the seven of them all studied under Wang Chongyang and came from the same sect. If the master knew that he had killed a member of the same sect in the place where he cultivated, he would definitely be blamed!
It would be fine if they had the same idea as the people of the Songshan Sect, but judging from Feng Buping's eagerness to explain, it seemed that he had not taken refuge in the Songshan Sect, so he could not be killed casually.
Although Lu Zhengrong was rescued by Feng Buping, he escaped Zhuo Lingfeng's fatal blow. However, his teeth were knocked out and he was kicked so hard that his chest hurt, and half of his body was numb and painful.
As soon as I took a breath, I felt my face was extremely sour. I blinked and two lines of tears unexpectedly flowed down.
He was also the first generation master of the Hengshan sect. In front of the world's masters, he could not bear the humiliation no matter what, and shouted: "Brother Feng, brothers... ugh!"
He kicked his right foot hard and rushed down the mountain without looking back.
Zhuo Lingfeng snorted coldly and saw Lu Zhengrong already a few feet away, running at full speed. However, he swung around and rushed to Cheng Buyou. With a clang, he pulled out the sword on his waist.
The red light from the torch shines on the sword blade, which turns red and green.
Zhuo Lingfeng swayed again, retreated to where he was, and shouted: "Stay!" He flicked his right arm, used the long sword as a javelin, and threw it.
The sword came out with the sound, like a shooting star chasing the moon, hitting Lu Zhengrong's vest directly.
Lu Zhengrong heard him shouting loudly and heard the strong wind behind him. He knew something was wrong. He was frightened and was about to dodge.
But after all, he was kicked to the core by Zhuo Lingfeng. He wanted to dodge and move around, but he couldn't do it. He felt a chill in his heart. He had been penetrated by this lightning-like sword, and he let out a miserable cry.
Call.
After the sword penetrated Lu Zhengrong, its strength did not weaken. It rushed forward, leading him to fly forward. With a soft "snatch" sound, the sword unexpectedly penetrated a pine tree, killing him.
It was nailed firmly to the tree trunk, leaving only the hilt of the sword at the back.
Until this moment, he still had a lot of energy left, and the hilt of the sword was trembling incessantly.
Even though all the men in black had seen the scene when Zhuo Lingfeng killed his companions, but seeing this sword chasing the wind and lightning again, their hearts still trembled with fear. They were really envious and admired.
, panic, and so on.
Even the people of the Songshan Sect, Taishan Sect, and Huashan Sword Sect were all dazzled and dumbfounded.
This move was so miraculous and unorthodox that unless the person who died was wrong, he would have to be applauded.
Of course, there are also people who are so frightened that their expressions change suddenly and they tremble uneasily. This person is certainly Cheng Buyou.
Zhuo Lingfeng stepped in and pulled out his long sword, but he failed to react. Even if it happened suddenly, it would be a big shame.
Let me ask you, if Zhuo Lingfeng had not drawn his sword to kill Lu Zhengrong, but had stabbed him in his vitals, how would he still be alive?
Cheng Buyou's face turned green and red for a while, staring at Zhuo Lingfeng speechless.
Feng Buping shook his sword, took a big step forward, and said proudly: "Okay, my martial arts is indeed the best in the world!
Although you and I come from the same origin, my swordsmanship of the Huashan School has been carefully polished by the ancestors of the past generations, and it has long been superior to others. Do you dare to compete with me in swordsmanship?"