Starting from evil spirits to challenge comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 205 Wudang Storm IV

Zhang Sanfeng looked outside with satisfaction, it was Han Ling who made the move just now, and the technique he used was the method of Tai Chi Kung Fu.

It seems that this kid has absorbed all the kung fu in the imprint.

I just don't know, how much of the knowledge of martial arts in the thirteenth realm has he absorbed?
Zhang Sanfeng suddenly looked forward to seeing the performance of this unprecedented martial arts prodigy.

Zhang Cuishan was about to rush out when he suddenly saw Zhang Wuji running in from the outside, shouting excitedly, "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Worryless!"

Seeing that her beloved son had returned safely, Yin Susu couldn't help but rushed out from among the Wudang disciples.

The family of three hugged each other and cried together.

"Amitabha!"

Xuanci said,

"Excellent, excellent! Zhang Wuxia loves his son dearly. Could it be that Xie Xun has killed so many people without parents, wives and children?"

He used the Buddhist lion's roar in these few words, almost shaking the minds of everyone present.

Zhang Cuishan was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

"Abbot Xuanci, what you said is even better. Those four villains do a lot of evil, especially Ye Erniang, who steals other people's babies to play with, and then kills them after playing with them. Are we evil people like this? How can we get rid of them quickly? The Shaolin faction has always been the leader of the White Dao, how can we allow such villains to stay in this world and harm others?"

The gentle voice sounded like a whisper in the ears of the heroes.

The influence caused by Xuanci's lion's roar just now was instantly wiped out.

Obviously, this person's skill far surpassed Xuanci's.

Hu Fei and the others were overjoyed, they recognized that the voice came from Han Ling.

He has come to life.

When Xuanci heard Han Ling's words, he was calm on the surface.

But the heart is like a tossed river.

The relationship with Ye Erniang is the biggest secret in his heart.

Except for the parties involved, no third party knew about it.

Where did Han Ling find out about this? Could it be that Ye Erniang is in Han Ling's hands?

Xuanci was in a state of confusion, wondering if Han Ling had already learned his secret.

Otherwise, why did he only mention Ye Erniang.

Han Ling smiled and walked in through the door carrying a listless old man.

Behind her was Wang Yuyan, who was like a fairy, following her step by step, her eyes always stayed on Han Ling, her face flushed a little.

Yu Lianzhou recognized the old man, who was the one who injured him and Zhang Cuishan.

At this time, in Han Ling's hands, he was not even as good as a bereaved dog, and he had no resistance at all.

Han Ling threw He Biweng to the ground, and said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Master Zhang, this man was peeping outside with Wuji, and I found him, so I captured him. How to deal with it is up to Master Zhang. "

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Thank you for your help, little friend. However, you are also saving your own disciple. The old Taoist will not say more. Yuan Qiao, deprive this man of martial arts and imprison him first."

Song Yuanqiao replied: "Yes!"

Then he walked towards He Biweng, who was so frightened that his face turned blue when he heard Zhang Sanfeng's decision.

However, he was restrained by Han Ling, and he had no strength to resist, and he couldn't even speak.

Han Ling praised secretly, as expected of a person who had wiped out all evils when he was young, and he did not act sloppy at all.

Leaving a living is just to lure the snake out of the hole, and dig out the forces behind the opponent by the way.

Only then did Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu come to their senses, and brought Zhang Wuji over to salute: "Thank you, Vice President Han, for saving my child. However, Vice President Han has orders from now on, my husband and I will go through fire and water, and we will not hesitate to do so."

Han Ling smiled and said, "You two are being polite, I also want to save my apprentice."

Yin Susu quickly said: "Wuji, quickly kowtow to your master."

Apparently they all learned from Zhang Sanfeng that Han Ling was going to accept Zhang Wuji as his apprentice.

Zhang Wuji obeyed his mother's words and quickly knelt down to Han Ling. He was about to kowtow when he suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.

"Worryless!"

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were flustered.

The Six Heroes of Wudang couldn't help but also surrounded them.

Zhang Sanfeng was in no rush, waiting to see what Han Ling would do.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look."

Han Ling said.

Everyone quickly stepped aside, leaving an empty seat for Han Ling.

Han Ling tore open Zhang Wuji's shirt, only to see a blue-black palm print on the back of Zhang Wuji's heart.

Everyone's heart palpitated, this Crane Biweng really deserves to die, for actually inflicting poisonous hands on such a child.

Yin Susu felt even more uncomfortable when she thought of how much her son had suffered in the hands of the enemy.

Thinking of his son being tortured like this, Zhang Cuishan wondered if he had revealed the whereabouts of his brother-in-law, and was even more disturbed.

Yu Lianzhou said: "Not good, this child is the Xuanming God's Palm. His skill is too weak, and the cold poison has already invaded the internal organs, and his life is in danger at any time."

Yin Susu lost her hands and feet, and hurriedly asked Zhang Sanfeng for help: "Master, please help me, save the child."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Although I can get rid of the cold poison, but the child's foundation is too shallow. I'm afraid he can't bear my skill. He has to rely on his master for this matter."

Yin Susu was about to ask for help, but Han Ling said first, "It's okay, Xuanming Divine Palm is most afraid of the Nine Suns Divine Art. I will first suppress the cold poison on his body, and then teach him the Nine Yangs Manual. Wait for him to practice and detoxify himself."

Jiuyang Divine Art!

The monks of Shaolin Temple suddenly became restless, this is the magic skill of their sect.

But it was used by Han Ling arbitrarily.

Xuan Cheng couldn't help shouting loudly: "Han Ling, the Nine Suns Manual belongs to my Shaolin, please return it!"

As he spoke, all the Shaolin monks took a step forward and glared at Han Ling.

The oppressive force brought by a group of ten-level and nine-level masters is extraordinary, and all the heroes stand aside and feel uncomfortable all over.

Han Ling has seen this kind of scene a lot. When facing the heroes of the Knights Island, the scene may not be inferior to Shaolin Temple.

He didn't pay attention to his skill at that time, let alone now.

Han Ling said disdainfully: "The Nine Suns Divine Art was created by Xiaoyaozi, the patriarch of my Xiaoyao Sect, but it was written in the Langa Sutra. When did it become your Shaolin thing?"

The group of heroes suddenly remembered that Han Ling still had the identity of the descendant of the Xiaoyao Sect.

If the Nine Suns Divine Art was really created by Xiaoyaozi, he does have the right to dispose of his exercises.

"Stop talking nonsense, the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu is the martial arts that Senior Xiaoyaozi compensated for our Shaolin Temple, so naturally it is my Shaolin martial arts."

Xuan Cheng said.

Han Ling smiled and said, "I won't talk to you. The Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu is on me. If you have the ability, just come and grab it from Shaolin Temple. No matter how many people you have, I will deal with it alone. However, if you can't beat me, If you want to gain martial arts from my apprentice, don't blame me for choosing Shaolin Temple."

"Han Ling, don't be crazy, we Shaolin Temple has thousands of people swarming up, there is no one in the world who can withstand it!"

Xuan Xing said angrily.

But he didn't agree with any of his brothers. Although the monks were angry, they didn't speak.

Han Ling fought against all the heroes in the Qing court's palace, overwhelming the entire Qing court with the power of one man.

The strength of the Qing court is always stronger than that of the Shaolin Temple. Of course, this is only possible if the sweeping monks do not take action.

Xuan Ci and the others didn't know the attitude of the sweeping monk. If the other party didn't want to make a move, Shaolin Temple really wasn't Han Ling's opponent.

He must work hard on Xu Zhu, he is the apprentice of the sweeping monk, he will definitely not sit back and watch Xu Zhu get hurt.

Xuanci was thinking in his heart, rolling his eyes.

However, Han Ling's nonsense at this time messed up today's business.

Now all the heroes are watching them suffer in front of Han Ling, but they have nothing to do with Han Ling. If this continues, Shaolin Temple will lose all face, so they have to change the topic.

Xuanci winked at Xuanwen beside him, the latter understood, stood up and asked Zhang Sanfeng:

"Really Zhang, how should I resolve the two issues that my senior brother raised earlier. Please show me, Zhenren Zhang."

Han Ling sneered, this Shaolin school's method of moving the universe is better than him.

He simply ignored the Shaolin faction and continued to perform, and first used his kung fu to rescue Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Although my little apprentice has no other strengths, I dare not deceive the master, the lives of the Longmen Guards and the disciples of the noble sect were not injured by him."

Xuan Zhi sneered and said: "But someone saw Zhang Wuxia kill my disciples with his own eyes, Wudang disciples can't lie, so can my Shaolin disciples talk nonsense?"

With a wave of his hand, three middle-aged monks walked out behind him.

Each of the three monks veiled their right eyes, which were the circle center, round sound, and round karma that Yin Susu had beaten blind with silver needles by the West Lake of Lin'an Mansion.

Yuanye had a bad temper, and immediately shouted: "Zhang Cuishan, you are near Xi'an in Lin'an, you shot him with a poisonous needle through the mouth of Xufeng, and hurt his life. I witnessed it with my own eyes. Could it be that you have been wronged? The right eyes of the three of us are all I was shot blind by you with a poisonous needle, do you still want to deny it?"

Zhang Cuishan said: "We Wudang disciples, although we have learned a lot of hidden weapons, they are all big hidden weapons of steel dart sleeve arrows. My Wudang disciples have been traveling for a long time, have I seen Wudang disciples use gold needles, silver needles and other hidden weapons? ? As for feeding poison on needles, there is no need to mention it.”

At this time, the Wudang sect is upright, like the hibiscus lily needle in the book sword, which has not yet been created.

With Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Heroes of Wudang around, they didn't even bother to engage in such hidden weapons of a sneak attack nature.

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, if it was said that Zhang Cuishan used poisonous needles to hurt people, those who knew him would find it hard to believe.

Yuanye said angrily: "Up to now, you are still sophistrying! Senior brother Yuanyin and I saw Xufeng's death that day, if it wasn't you, who would it be?"

Zhang Cuishan said: "If someone from your faction is hurt, you have to go to the Wudang faction and tell your faction who the person who injured the person is. Is there such a rule in the world?"

Under Yuanye's rage, his mind was in a mess and he didn't know how to speak.

Zhang Songxi said: "Senior Brother Yuanye, those Shaolin disciples were injured by whose hands, I can't tell for a while. But my senior brother Yu Daiyan was obviously injured by the vajra finger of the Shaolin Temple. Everyone came at the right time, we just want to ask , which eminent monk hurt my third senior brother?"

"That's right, if Vice President Han hadn't come to rescue me, I'm afraid I'd still be lying on the bed, unable to move."

Yu Daiyan said angrily,
"If I'm in good health and fight against the masters of your sect, and get hurt by the vajra finger, then I'll only blame my lack of skill in learning. Since I've used moves, there will always be casualties, so I have no complaints.

But at that time, my lower body was seriously ill and it was difficult to move, but that Shaolin disciple broke my limbs forcibly with the vajra fingers, and asked me the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Saber.I also want to ask the gods and monks for an explanation for the ten years of suffering I have suffered. "

Xuanci said: "The poor monk has investigated the disciples of our sect in detail, and no one has harmed Yu Sanxia."

Du E suddenly said: "Let's not mention this matter for the time being. Don't tell me I won't avenge my nephew? Zhang Wuxia, let's not ask about the Longmen Escort for now, but you have to talk about Xie Xun's whereabouts today." Say it, you have to say it if you don’t say it.”

Yu Lianzhou said: "If Xie Xun doesn't have the Dragon Slaying Saber, is Master still in a hurry to find out his whereabouts?"

Du'er was furious, and the Sumeru Mountain Palm rose at will, and moved towards Yu Lianzhou with a surging momentum.

His palm was so sudden, and the speed was astonishingly fast, most of the people present did not react.

The power of the palm is extremely powerful, enough to open mountains and crack rocks. Even if Yu Lianzhou was on guard, he could kill him with one palm. At this time, Yu Lianzhou didn't realize that Du E had already made a move.

It's a pity that this incomparably powerful palm force had just been struck from his palm before it was dissipated by an invisible force.

As if it never existed.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Master has something to say, don't get angry."

It was obvious that Zhang Sanfeng was the one who made the move just now. Although he was smiling, his tone was a little bit unfriendly.

Du'e said: "I have heard for a long time that Master Zhang's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and that he was born in blue. We have admired it for a long time, but we don't know if it is exaggerating. Today, before the heroes of the world, we have the courage to ask Master Zhang to enlighten us.

However, Zhang Zhenren's martial arts are world-class and invincible in the world. The old monk knows that he is not Zhang Zhenren's opponent, and his seniority is also lower than Zhang Zhenren's generation. If one-on-one, it would be too disrespectful to Zhang Zhenren.My brothers and sisters teamed up to ask Zhenren Zhang for advice. "

Crossing the catastrophe and crossing the unheard words, each step forward.

The heroes were in an uproar, and Zhang Sanfeng had been famous for many years.

Except for Sijue, everyone who saw him do it back then has died.

How high his martial arts is, there are only various legends in the world.

Seeing someone challenge Zhang Sanfeng at this time, everyone immediately became excited.

The eyes of all the heroes gathered on Zhang Sanfeng, expecting him to agree.

Before Zhang Sanfeng could speak, Han Ling burst out laughing.

"The three of you can't even beat me, and you still want to challenge Reverend Zhang. Is this a daydream? To tell you the truth, Reverend Zhang is much better than me. Personally, I suggest that you don't show your shame, it's up to you That Laoshizi Vajra subdues the magic circle, there is no way he can't help Daoist Zhang."

Everyone was astonished, this Vajra Subduing Demon Circle is the highest mystery in Shaolin, it is as famous as the Yi Jin Jing, it is also extremely difficult to practice, but after it is practiced, its power is infinite.

Unexpectedly, Han Ling had defeated the opponent.

Du'e's face was livid, and he said, "Han Ling, you have nothing to do here!"

"Whoever said it's nothing to do with me, Zhang Zhenren taught me martial arts, so he can be regarded as half of my master. If you want to trouble him, you have to beat me first."

Han Ling didn't give in at all, he turned his head and asked again,
"Master Zhang, are you willing to recognize me as an apprentice?"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "You and I are friends of the same generation, after becoming my apprentice, it's not that I'm a generation lower than me."

Han Ling said, "I took Wuji as my disciple, and I was already a generation below you."

"Okay, from today onwards, you are my eighth disciple."

As Zhang Sanfeng's words fell to the ground, the crowd was in an uproar again.

(End of this chapter)