Liu Wangshu felt threatened by this woman who suddenly appeared.
"Zheng!"
Don't talk too much, let's get out of the sheath.
The sword light instantly enveloped Kong Wen, who was struggling with Zhuang Xiaomeng's identity.
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Have you seen the bright moon over the East China Sea?
Above the vast ocean, the waning moon is like a bow. The frost is shining, and amidst the hustle and bustle, the clear shadows are solitary, chasing the cold stars, hanging alone in the far-reaching and vast sky, making everyone look up at it.
As soon as Liu Wangshu's Fuyao Sword was unsheathed, everyone present felt this way. Under the cloud-covered sky just now, a bright light appeared on the ground, and the moon hung like a bright moon, which was higher than the sky.
Liu Wangshu danced with his sword, rustling, his figure graceful, approaching quickly.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand hissed out, and the sword energy was like a waning moon, coming coldly. The sword suddenly turned into a sword light, and there were points everywhere, but it made people wonder where was the truth and where.
Everything is fake!
As the abbot of Shaolin, Kong Wen was already the top master in the Yuan Hua Realm in the world. The moment Liu Wangshu's sword energy was locked, he reacted, his hands turned into claws, the dragon's roar shocked the world, and the claws covered the sky.
Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills - Dragon Claw Hand.
His five fingers formed claws, and he struck out continuously in response to Liu Wangshu's sword energy.
The strength of the dragon's claw fingers is as sharp as the sword energy of an ordinary swordsman. When the sword energy and fingers intersect, there is a sound of gold and iron.
Wind-catching pose, shadow-catching pose, playing the piano, playing the harp, criticizing the harp, taunting the qi, holding the disabled, guarding, and eight consecutive poses.
As the abbot of Shaolin, how can you show weakness when facing a junior?
As soon as the two sides started fighting, they began the most violent attack.
Finger strength, sword energy, and true energy overflow.
Zhuang Xiaomeng frowned slightly when he saw Liu Wangshu taking the lead and seizing the right to face Kong Wen.
Then he turned his attention to Kong Xing and Kong Zhi who were watching the battle.
Since quality cannot be compared, let’s win with quantity!
"Zheng!"
The sword in Zhuang Xiaomeng's hand was unsheathed, and the sword light shrouded both emptiness and emptiness.
The two Shaolin eminent monks, who had no qualifications, looked confused.
Both of them are famous masters in the world, how dare this little girl?!
But I saw Zhuang Xiaomeng's strange sword. The sword seemed to contain the ultimate principles of Taoism and contained the vitality of heaven and earth.
The unique skills of Tianren Sect have been passed down for a long time, far surpassing the martial arts of Buddhism.
The sword in Zhuang Xiaomeng's hand was divided into three parts.
Three talents in heaven and earth,
Three lights, sun, moon and stars.
The powerful Vajra finger of emptiness, emptiness, is like a mud cow falling into the sea.
The sect of heaven and man specializes in the inner strength and true essence. Zhuang Xiaomeng's inner strength is stronger than the combination of emptiness, wisdom and emptiness in both quality and quantity.
Zhuang Xiaomeng actually suppressed Kongzhi and Emptiness with one action.
Just when the battle in the field was getting intense, a solemn look appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's face.
Yang Qingyuan saw his senior brother's face and was about to send a message to ask.
Zhang Sanfeng's message arrived first.
"Junior brother! Do you... do you prefer Miss Liu or Junior Sister Xiaomeng?!"
Yang Qingyuan: "...???"
Yang Qingyuan, who originally looked calm, suddenly lost his expression.
Is this why, senior brother, you looked solemn just now?! Is now the time to talk about this?!
Yang Qingyuan has received professional training, but he still almost failed in expression management.
Pretending not to hear Zhang Sanfeng's voice transmission, Yang Qingyuan carefully watched the battle on the field.
At this moment, the guests watching the ceremony were also in a state of confusion.
Isn't this the scene of a large-scale gambling battle between Wudang and Shaolin?! Why did two beautiful girls suddenly come and fight against three eminent monks of Shaolin?
And looking at this situation, the three Shaolin players will still lose?
The strength of Kong Wen's dragon claws and fingers could no longer stop Liu Wangshu's cold and aloof sword intent.
Then he shook off his cassock.
The secret passed down by the master of Shaolin - the skill of subduing demons with cassock.
With the blessing of the whole body's true energy, the cassock can be strong or soft, forming a wall in front of Kong Wen, blocking all the light of the Ruyue sword.
Then Kong Wen pushed it out with a palm, using the Prajna Palm technique to scatter the two pieces in one shot.
When a palm is struck, the palm force changes between virtual and real. If you don't understand the magic and want to force it, if you are not careful, you will be shocked by the change of virtual and real palm force.
Although this palm is wonderful, it cannot hurt Liu Wangshu.
As soon as the strength of his palm arrived, Liu Wangshu avoided this move with a graceful figure.
Then the Fuyao sword in the palm made a soft sound, like a phoenix chirping for nine days.
Chufeng nodded and broke the true essence with his sword.
With one move of the sword, he struck the surface and broke through all of Kong Wen's palm energy.
The cassock in front of Kong Wen was already overwhelmed and flew back to Kong Wen. Liu Wangshu also walked back gracefully and sheathed his sword.
But Jian Kongwen's body was made of extraordinary material, and the luxurious and embroidered red cassock had turned into a beggar's version, with scratches and gaps everywhere.
Although the cassock's demon-conquering skill is extremely powerful, it cannot stop the moonlight from falling.
The heroes watching the battle were once again in an uproar.
Shaolin abbot Kong Wen, the second person in the Kong generation, who studied the Yi Jin Jing intensively, actually defeated a twenty-year-old woman under the sword.
Even though this woman's master is one of the thirteen famous swords in the world.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it.
"As expected of Li Taibai's disciple, the sword's meaning and rhyme are equally astonishing and brilliant."
Lin Wuchen, the leader of Dian Cang Sect and Flying Divine Sword, praised.
He once fought against Li Taibai, but of course he was defeated by Li Taibai's sword. Otherwise, he, Lin Wuchen, would be the best swordsman today.
But even so, Lin Wuchen is also a rare Dongxuan realm swordsman in the world.
Being able to get his approval is enough to make ordinary swordsmen proud.
It's a pity that Liu Wangshu doesn't care about this kind of praise. Liu Wangshu, who is at the top of Yuanhua Realm's combat power, never thinks that Dongxuan is an unattainable realm.
After Liu Wangshu sheathed his sword, the battle between Zhuang Xiaomeng and Kongzhi Kongxing came to an end.
Shaolin's Yi Jin Jing was originally a treasure for cultivating internal strength, but the white-haired girl opposite seemed to have brought with her the cultivation skills of her previous life.
In twenty years, he has developed such inner strength. The depth of his true energy is even greater than that of two people working together.
If two Shaolin monks were defeated by a Taoist girl, then Shaolin would really be disgraced today.
Kong Zhi then transmitted the sound of Kong Xing, and the two people who were originally flanking suddenly joined forces, and their Qi pulses were connected.
The essence of empty wisdom is temporarily superimposed on the body of emptiness.
Emptiness turns the palm into a finger and points out a powerful Vajra finger.
The finger strength of the golden Buddha's light, with the power of penetrating through gold and stone, was approaching Zhuang Xiaomeng.
Just when the spectators thought that Zhuang Xiaomeng was trying to dodge the King Kong Finger, they saw that Zhuang Xiaomeng did not dodge.
The strange sword in his hand drew a circle in front of him, and a Tai Chi diagram loomed, then went straight towards Zhi Jin.
The two parties collided with each other, and the golden finger power shattered the Tai Chi diagram, and then scattered in all directions, like a boulder entering the North Sea. Although it splashed water, there was no huge wave, and the majestic power disappeared in front of Zhuang Xiaomeng.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Qingyuan's eyes, this was obviously not Wudang's method of relieving force.
I didn't expect that this girl would actually make up a joke I made. You are the real idiot!!
Zhuangzi, Xiaoyaoyou: There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun.
