Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh seven wounded fist
Wuji also looked at Yin Tianzheng's face, his face was a little excited, but then he calmed down and smiled kindly, "Senior, please do some exercise and adjust your breath!"
Yin Tianzheng also knew that now was not the time to get to the bottom of the matter, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart and calmly used the Nine Yang Internal Skills from Zhang Wuji to heal his injuries.
The Nine-Yang Magic Technique is already extremely effective in healing wounds. After a while, Yin Tianzheng's complexion gradually improved.
"This is the Nine Yang Divine Art!" Feng Boxie muttered with a surprised look on his face.
Zhang Wuji had just perfected the Nine Yang Magic Skill, and his internal energy could not be controlled freely. As long as he used the skill for a moment, a red light would flow on his face. Feng Baoye, who had also practiced the Nine Yang Magic Skill for many years, could see it with a glance.
A complicated look flashed across Murong Fu's face, and he glared at Feng BoE angrily, "Speaking of which, you have been practicing the Nine Yang Magic Technique for much longer than him, but you haven't mastered it yet. You are really young at your age.
Live until... and figure out the rest by yourself!"
"Young master wants to say, 'I'll live like a dog'!" Feng Bo evil curled his lips, and then showed excitement again, "Young master, you see, this master is tailor-made for me. Let me follow him later.
How about we learn from each other?"
"That won't work. Although this kid has great internal strength, his martial arts are mediocre and mediocre. He is definitely no match for you." Murong Fu shook his head. With Zhang Wuji standing in the front, he wouldn't have to risk being led into evil ways to help the Ming Cult. How could he still do it?
Can let the storm destroy the plan.
Feng BoEden immediately shrugged and said, "Yes, Young Master."
Seeing Zhang Wuji treating Yin Tianzheng's wounds as if no one else was around, the four elders of Kongtong were very angry. Zong Weixia said with an ugly face: "Old Yin, do we still want to compete? If not, then we will admit defeat and step aside!"
Yin Tianzheng was immediately furious. He pushed Zhang Wuji away with one hand and shouted coldly: "Humph, since you four clowns are eager to find death, let me give you a ride."
His voice was as loud as a bell, making the eardrums of the four elders in Kongtong buzz.
The four elders of Kongtong looked at Yin Tianzheng in surprise. The reason why they dared to challenge Yin Tianzheng in this way was because they thought that he had run out of gas. Listening to his voice, it seemed that he was full of anger. Naturally, they were unsure.
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"Senior!" Zhang Wuji knew clearly that Yin Tianzheng was just holding on with force, but in fact his internal condition had not improved much. He immediately stepped forward and whispered: "Senior, the internal energy is almost exhausted. If you don't meditate and adjust your breath in time, I'm afraid that
It will hurt the fundamentals.”
Then he turned around and looked at the four elders of Kongtong, "The four seniors competed in boxing, and this time the junior took over for senior Yin!"
Yin Tianzheng's eyes narrowed, "Little brother, are you a disciple of the Sky Eagle Sect or the Ming Sect? How come I have never seen you before?"
Zhang Wuji looked slightly excited and wanted to say, "Actually, I am your grandson!"
But after all, he still shook his head slightly, "Junior is neither a member of the Sky Eagle Sect nor a member of the Ming Sect, it's just... just..."
"Okay, you don't need to say it. Since you are not a member of the Ming Cult, don't stay in this muddy water. These clowns can't do anything to me." Yin Tianzheng waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji knew that if he fought again, he would definitely die of exhaustion. How could he agree? He immediately said: "Junior has admired senior for a long time. Although his boxing skills are sparse and ordinary, he still wants to fight on behalf of senior. Why don't senior rest for now? If junior
If you lose, it’s not too late for senior to try again.”
After saying that, without waiting for Yin Tianzhengtong to disagree, he walked directly to the middle of the field, looked at the four elders of Kongtong and said, "Please give me some advice from some seniors!"
"Boy, who are you from the Demon Cult?" Guan Neng shouted coldly.
Zhang Wuji shook his head, "This junior is not a member of the Demon Cult. I just admire Senior Yin deeply and want to fight for him regardless of my ability."
"Hmph, I don't know how high the sky is. It's better to retreat as soon as possible. Otherwise, if I don't make a move properly, wouldn't you die unjustly at your young age?" Zong Weixia laughed, but there was no meaning in his words.
smile.
Zhang Wuji still shook his head, "Even if the senior takes action, if the junior dies in the hands of the senior, I will definitely not blame the senior."
"Okay, I hope you won't regret it later!" The four of them looked at each other, suddenly swayed on the spot, and punched various points on Zhang Wuji's waist from four different directions.
"Seven Injury Fist?" Looking at the astonishing punches of the Fourth Elder, Zhang Wuji's face flashed with a look of reminiscence, and he murmured: "There are two qi of yin and yang in the human body, the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the heart belongs to fire.
The lungs belong to metal, the kidneys belong to water, the spleen belongs to earth, and the liver belongs to wood. One practice will cause seven injuries, and all seven will be injured. The Qi of the five elements regulates yin and yang, damages the heart, damages the lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, hides the essence and is frustrated, and the three energizers are in reverse and the soul is flying.
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The four elders of Kongtong froze, "This is the general outline of my sect's Seven Injury Boxing Manual!"
"Boy, who are you?"
"Where did you get the Seven Injuries Boxing Manual?"
For a moment, the four people were shocked and excited, and they all shouted and asked questions.
Zhang Wuji was immediately shocked. This Seven-Shang Fist was passed down by his adoptive father, the Golden Retriever Lion King. Others may not know it, but the Kongtong Sect must know that only his adoptive father had stolen the Kongtong Sect’s Seven-Shang Fist Manual. Now, in front of the Six
In front of the sect, if his identity is exposed, he is afraid that it will lead to endless troubles. He smiled slightly and said: "From the perspective of this junior, I am afraid that your seniors have not mastered the Seven Injury Fist yet!"
"Boy, arrogant!"
"How dare you, wait until we capture you back to Kongtong and then ask you how you obtained the boxing manual of our school!"
The four elders immediately became furious and shouted. Then they moved their hands and sent out four more powerful punches than before. The four of them punched Zhang Wuji at the same time. They grasped the angle and position very well and blocked Zhang Wuji's retreat.
They sealed him tightly, obviously hoping to maim Zhang Wuji and capture him alive.
Zhang Wuji, however, had no intention of running away. He took half a step with his right foot, clenched his fists, slightly bent his arms, and leaned forward slightly. When the four old fists reached a few feet in front of him, he punched out four times like lightning.
These four punches were thrown in a very short time, and their momentum was slightly inferior to that of the Four Elders of Kongtong. However, each punch contained seven different kinds of power, which were endless and endless. It was the Seven Injury Fist that was refined to the highest level.
An effect that can only be found in the Dacheng realm.
A look of horror flashed across the faces of the four elders of Kongtong. He and others had been raping the Seven Injuries Boxing for decades and had injured themselves all over. It took five people to work together to bring out the maximum power of this boxing technique. Unexpectedly, the other party
A weak young man could actually use the seven-injury fist of great success, and he was even more determined to capture the young man in front of him alive and bring him back to Kongtong.
It's a pity that Zhang Wuji didn't give the four elders a chance to perform. Taking advantage of the four elders' stunned skills, he launched a violent storm of attacks, and the strong wind fist shadow enveloped the four elders.
Although the Fourth Elder's internal strength is far inferior to that of Zhang Wuji, and he has not yet mastered the Seven Injury Fist, his decades of fighting experience are not comparable to that of a young boy like Zhang Wuji.
As soon as the four elders came back to their senses, they immediately had a way to deal with it. However, they saw that the four people's bodies swayed slightly and they had exchanged positions. The fists in their hands did not change, but their strength changed. The fierce force became
When the force moves horizontally, it becomes inward contraction...
Since the Seven Injury Fist can use a variety of powers with one punch, these powers must be mutually reinforcing and incompatible. Such a sudden change by the Four Elders of Kongtong has eliminated most of Zhang Wuji's powers.
Others were really surprised when they saw that this weak-headed young man was able to compete with the four elders of Kongtong, and even had a slight advantage. They couldn't help but glanced in the direction of Murong Fu, "Is it really Jiangshan?"
When talented people emerge from generation to generation, will the new generation be better than the old one?"
Murong Fu sighed slightly. Zhang Wuji's internal power was unparalleled, but he obviously couldn't use it freely. He even had most of his potential that had not been tapped. If it were Zhang Wuji who had learned the Great Shift, he would not be able to deal with the Four Elders of Kongtong.
For so long, especially the Great Shift of the Universe, a martial art that is best at defeating many with one person.
"I can't tell. What's going on with this young man? Did your monk break the rules and have an illegitimate child?" Zhou Dian, from the Ming Cult side, looked at him curiously and couldn't say anything.
After hearing this, the other senior executives all looked at Weibo with questioning looks in their eyes.
I couldn't help but glared at Zhou Dian angrily, "Zhou Dian, what are you talking about?"
"I can't tell, I also want to know what happened to this young man?" It was Yang Xiao who said in a deep voice.
He didn't know that he couldn't escape, so he had to explain: "A few days ago, a man rescued dozens of Mingjiao disciples from the hands of Master Jiejie. King Bat should also know about this."
Wei Yixiao was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Yes, I remembered it, but I only remembered this one thing. I didn't expect you to bring this person to Guangmingding. Do you know his name?"
Who do you study under?"
"Hey, I didn't know the origin of this man. I just saw him standing up to save the Ming Cult disciples and willing to bear the three palms of the exterminating old nun. That's why I wanted to take him up the mountain to save his life. Who would have thought that the six sects would come here to save him?
It was too fast, and I didn’t even have time to send this person down the mountain. It’s just a pity for my Qiankun Qi bag.” At the end of the sentence, I sighed with pain.
"Hey, does this person look familiar?" Yang Buhui's little head poked out from behind Yang Xiao, and his beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Wuji's back in the field with confusion.
Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Have you ever seen this person?"
Yang Buhui looked at it for a while and then slowly shook his head, "I'm not sure, I just feel that the figure on the back is familiar, but I can't remember it."
"Forget it, no matter what, with this person's interference, we may be able to survive!" Yang Xiao said with a somewhat sad expression.
Everyone else remained silent.
At this time, Zhang Wuji, who was in the field, after a short period of time to vent, the infuriating energy that was running around in the body due to the breakthrough was exhausted, and the rest can be used freely.
Zhang Wuji felt that his mind was at ease, and suddenly he let out a clear whistle, and punched out his fists towards the Kongtong Four Elders in the air, and then an arc-shaped ripple of energy spread out in front of him.
As soon as the four elders came into contact with the ripples, they felt a strong force coming at them. The strength was different. It seemed to be attacking the heart, and it was also like attacking the spleen and kidneys. The pain in the end was extremely painful. (To be continued)