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Although there is no wind in the palm, there is an extremely cold breath rippling in the air.

In an instant, people's whole body was so cold that they couldn't help shivering.

Zhang Wuwei stretched out his palms and met them.

bang——

The voice was not very loud, but extremely small. If not for the fact that everyone present was staring closely at it, they might have ignored it.

Zhang Wuwei retreated three steps in a row, "Ka Ka Ka" stepped on the floor one after another.

I just felt that the palm strength of the two elders together was like overwhelming mountains and seas, and there was also an extremely cold internal force coming from the palm of the hand, along the meridians, quickly attacking the dantian.

Hurry up and move the universe to move it into the ground, chi chi chi chi, thick hoarfrost appeared on the ground.

Really domineering cold palm.

Far better than Wei Yixiao's icy palm.

Shaking his hands, shaking off the ice balls in his hands: "Okay, what a Xuanming God's Palm."

Lu Zhangke snorted coldly: "I know now, it's too late!"

Flying up, he slapped two palms from top to bottom, and there was a faint white mist in the air.

Obviously there is still about a foot away, but he suddenly felt two silent winds of palms coming from left and right, and Crane Biweng had already bowed close and extended both palms.

The two were connected with each other, and there was no sign of joining forces before making the move.

Really hard to guard against.

Zhang Wuwei showed no fear, stretched his left foot forward, and drew a semicircle on the ground, avoiding the white fog in the sky.

Stretch both arms forward, hold He Biweng's wrist, twist, stick, and pump, and send out all three forces.

A push and a pull made him lose his center of gravity, and he leaned forward involuntarily.

Zhang Wuwei's left foot just hit the middle of his legs, he used his "squeeze" force, flicked his palms away, and leaned into his arms.

The left foot is the point, the right foot is on the heel, and the elbow is the center, the body quickly catches up, lean, collapse, hammer, three strengths in one, hit the ground hammer!

With a muffled "bang", it hit Crane Biweng's chest.

Visible to the naked eye, Crane Biweng seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, his chest collapsed, his back bulged, he raised his head and spurted a mouthful of blood, and retreated behind him.

But Zhang Wuwei grabbed his wrist, crossed his hands, dragged him back, and made a circle with his hands to block Lu Zhangke's palm in the air.

Ignoring the severance, he clasped his hands into palms and patted He Biweng's heart.

"puff!"

Another bloody arrow spewed out, seeing He Biweng's aura drop suddenly.

The deer stick guest suddenly became anxious, and regardless of his own safety, he waved his palms again and again, and the temperature in the whole hall dropped several degrees in an instant.

Zhang Wuwei naturally draws a circle in front of the body with both hands, the center of gravity moves up, the waist follows the movement, and Tai Chi cloud hands.

Invisible air waves surrounded him, letting the cold wind blow him away, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Then leaned over and spun, the invisible air wave was like a whirlwind, flowing from bottom to top, against the current.

Lock the deer stick guest firmly in it and not move.

The terrified Luzhangke continued to squeeze the true energy in his body, and slapped around indiscriminately.

But nothing works.

I just felt that my whole body became more and more viscous, as if I fell into the water and felt weak all over.

Zhang Wuwei stepped on his foot, jumped up, grabbed his ankle, spun in the air, and smashed viciously to the ground.

boom!
Gravel flew everywhere.

He turned around again and smashed into the ground again.

boom!
Another roar.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, he swung it up again, bang bang bang.

After eight or nine smashes in a row, it was thrown high and fell into the crowd.

With a lot of air out and less air in, I can see that I won't live long.

Zhao Min's face turned pale with fright, Zhang Wuwei is so cruel?

Zhang Wuwei clapped his hands, walked forward slowly, and stepped on He Biweng's chest:
"Did you think about today when you slapped my chest with a palm?"

Crane Biweng spat out a mouthful of blood: "I only regret that I didn't slap you to death back then, so as to avoid future troubles!"

"Hahaha." Zhang Wuwei smiled: "Yes, if you didn't want to torture me back then."

"If you slap him to death with one palm, will there be no such things?"

He shouted: "Zhang Wuji."

Zhang Wuji ran to him tremblingly: "Brother, are you calling me?"

Glancing at the mellow and kind-hearted Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuwei sighed, "These two are the ones who captured you and me."

"And slapped you and me on the chest, let us both be tortured by the cold poison, the two elders of Xuanming."

"It's up to you to decide whether to kill or let go today."

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment when he saw the two lying on the ground vomiting blood and their breath was sluggish.

He hated the two of them. Whenever the cold poison broke out, the indescribable pain that stirred up the meridians was still a dull pain when he recalled it now.

Just looking at the miserable appearance of the two, I really couldn't bear to do it.

He hesitated for a while: "Brother, no, let it go."

It's true that Zhai has a kind heart, and even though he is an enemy, he only wants to let go of his grievances.

Zhang Wuwei sighed, put his hands behind his back, and didn't speak.

Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth: "Brother, let it go."

"They are already like this, and they have received the punishment they deserve, so there is no need to take their lives."

Zhang Wuwei glanced at him, shook his head, turned and left.

Zhang Wuji stood there helplessly, at a loss.

As if he made his brother very unhappy.

Zhao Min covered his chest: "Master Zhang, we will all see you again."

She didn't want to stay here anymore, she didn't expect Jiang Hu to be so scary.

Zhou Dian stepped forward: "Master, this person is the princess of the Great Yuan Kingdom, how about killing him?"

Zhao Min panicked and shouted loudly: "I have captured the six major sects and put them in prison."

"If I don't return in three days, they will all be buried with me."

Wei Yixiao sneered: "What do the six major sects have to do with my Mingjiao, the princess might as well kill them all as soon as possible."

"It's also good to avenge my sect being besieged."

At this time, Song Yuanqiao led his disciples and walked in carrying Yin Liting.

They were in a hurry that day and left without waiting for Zhang Wuji and his party.

Fortunately, with Zhang Wuwei's warning, he was not poisoned by Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, but he was also blocked by men in black.

Just arrived.

"No." Song Yuanqiao shouted anxiously: "Seventh brother, he is still in their hands."

Zhao Min looked up at Zhang Wuwei triumphantly, "Master Zhang, have you thought about it?"

"My life, in exchange for the six major factions to be buried with me, is it worth it?"

Zhang Wuwei thought for a while: "Well, save your life first."

"We'll talk about Master Mo when we get back."

Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay."

"but."

Zhao Min's heart was raised again in an instant, and she looked at Zhang Wuwei nervously.

She will no longer think that Zhang Wuwei is a soft-hearted person: "What do you want?"

Zhang Wuwei smiled: "First bring the black jade ointment."

"What if I don't?"

Zhao Min narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "How will Master Zhang deal with a weak woman like me?"

"It's not that good, I just said I lost once, take off a piece of clothing."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Don't help Princess Zhao change clothes yet."

Zhao Min backed away in some horror, then gritted his teeth again, and with a sound of "Zi La", he tore the outer skin of his clothes.

"Don't bother Professor Zhang to take the initiative, I will tear it up myself."

"It's just that I don't know Hierarch Zhang, are you free tonight?"