Infinite Heroes Seat

Outside the Sanqing Hall of Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain, the moon is already full of jade at this time. The woods and manors under the faint moonlight are very quiet and profound. In a secluded courtyard in the rows of courtyards, one The old man with white hair and beards was looking up at the full moon in the sky at this time. I don’t know what he was thinking. After a long time, he let out a long sigh. Looking back, although the old man is very old, his **** is extremely full, and his eyes are here. Shining in the dark night.

"Master, do you call me?"

Suddenly, a haggard voice sounded in the courtyard, and saw a middle-aged man with hand and feet equipment sitting in a soft chair and being carried in by two little road boys.

Hearing this voice, the old man turned his head and saw the person who came, his eyes flashed, and then disappeared. After thinking for a while, he said faintly: "Daiyan, do you know the current situation under the mountain?"

As soon as this statement came out, Yu Daiyan felt a sudden in his heart, and said sadly: "Master, my disciple knows that the Xiaoyao cult is powerful, but your old man has to take care. The old man and his brother have to avenge your old man! Now you are the only one in the martial arts. The elderly can contend against the evil cults!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "Half a month ago, the cultists of the Xiaoyao Sect and Mingjiao had already broken Shaolin, and the poor thousand-year-old sect had been destroyed. Although the old Dao believed that martial arts were good, he was not sure to face the evil deity. There will be no results!"

"Master!" Yu Daiyan suddenly screamed, tears raining, he also knew what the master said was the truth, but how willing to watch the master and apprentice's decades of hard work be destroyed.

Zhang Sanfeng is open-minded, struck his beard and said: "Life and death will win and lose, and the Wudang school's unique knowledge cannot be interrupted because of this. I have been sitting in prison for eighteen months. I'll pass you on."

Yu Daiyan was dumbfounded, thinking that he had been crippled for a long time, how could he learn fist and swordsmanship?

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw the corner of his eyes weeping suddenly. Zhang Sanfeng seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a bit of sorrow in his words: "Who can I pass to you if I don't pass it to you? Yuanqiao and Lianzhou are gone. Three generations of Zhongqingshu were killed, and Wuji again It's like that—"

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng was not like the martial arts master of the mighty martial arts, but rather like a poor old man with white hair giving away black hair.

"Master!" Yu Daiyan thought about the senior brothers and the two senior nephews, also in tears, and could no longer say rejection.

However, Zhang Sanfeng is a master of martial arts, and his heart is very comparable, and he adjusted his emotions in a while. He whispered: "Since the establishment of Wudang School. Xing Xia Jianghu. Doing more benevolent and righteous things, in terms of large numbers, you should never be extinct. Daiyan, you are responsible for passing on my life's outstanding skills. Wudang School One’s honor and disgrace. What's the way? As long as this set of Tai Chi can be passed on to future generations, my Wudang school's name will be able to survive through the ages."

Although there was sorrow in the words, what Zhang Sanfeng said in these few words was extremely confident. He stood up slowly, with his hands drooping, the back of his hands facing outwards, his fingers slightly relaxed, and his feet paralleled, starting in this courtyard. Practice Tai Chi and Tai Chi sword swordsmanship one by one.

This time Zhang Sanfeng seemed extremely attentive. The exercise was repeated three or four times, every time I went to a detailed explanation, and only stopped after two hours.

Yu Daiyan, who was still a little confused looking at his face, asked, "How much do you know?" Yu Daiyan asked, "The disciple Yulu only knows 30 to 40%, but he has memorized the moves and formulas."

Zhang Sanfeng doesn't blame it either. Replied: "That's hard for you-I don't know how many percent did His Highness Xie Zun recorded?"

These words were extremely abrupt, everyone was taken aback, but they saw Zhang Sanfeng staring at the child behind Yu Daiyan with scorching eyes.

The boy froze for a moment, then smiled again, wiped his hand on his face, revealing another handsome face.

"Of course it is ten years old, and the venerable is not your stupid apprentice!"

"It's you!" Yu Daiyan exclaimed, with an angry expression on his face, thinking of getting up when he was struggling, but unfortunately he fell to the ground because of his hands and feet, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Mo Wen ignored him. Instead, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked, "How did you recognize the deity?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Your Excellency is unparalleled in the world, and the old Tao is naturally unrecognizable, but the old Tao knows that Mingyue has secretly descended from the mountain this morning, and he is definitely not on the mountain at this time, but can deceive the old Tao by covering up his martial arts. I am afraid you are the only one in martial arts today."

"So that's the case!" Mo Wen didn't expect it to be exposed because of this kind of thing. He couldn't help but smiled. He glanced at Yu Daiyan who was supported by the child and sat back in the soft chair.

"You show Tai Chi in front of me, do you want me to let him go?"

On the forehead of Zhang Sanfeng, he quietly looked at the boy-like figure in front of him, but his heart was extremely complicated, with hatred, nostalgia, and a hint of sigh.

But Yu Daiyan cried out sadly, "Master, we have fought against this thief, and my Wudang skills must not fall into the hands of the wicked!"

Mo Wen did not speak, but Zhang Sanfeng angrily reprimanded: "Daiyan, have you forgotten what you said about being a teacher? You have the responsibility of passing on my life's outstanding art, and you have to live anyway, otherwise you will be a teacher and your brothers for a lifetime. Isn't his hard work in vain!"

After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, Yu Daiyan didn't say anything again, just bit her lip firmly.

On the other side, Mo Wen applauded, "As expected of a generation of martial arts masters, you really have the respect of a master, and the deity has fulfilled what you asked for. Anyway, there is only one waste left in your Wudang, one dementia, and it’s nothing. influence!"

When he said this, Mo Wen's tone was Yi Han, and he looked at the person in front of him faintly, "Are you ready? Zhang Sanfeng!"

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng smiled openly.

The hands are drooping, the backs of the hands are facing outwards, but they are in the Tai Chi starting position.

Mo Wen's foot was in front of him, his right hand shrank, and he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "This trick is my own creation, but it is the strongest blow in my life. If you can take it, I will spare your life today - fate - fate. !"

When the last fate was spoken, Mo Wen had already shot his hand and snapped out his right palm.

Hearing a loud thunderous noise in the small courtyard, the entire top of Wudang Mountain was enveloped by the roaring applause of Mo Wen, the sound spread for ten miles.

Zhang Sanfeng was in a trance as if he saw a fish in the North Sea, spreading his wings and turning into a peng. With a one-thousand-mile blow, he pounced on his face with boundless power. Before the palm strength was reached, the wind of the palm made him difficult to breathe, and his long hair fell behind. The splashing stones hit him with piercing pain.

But at the end of the day, he was a master of martial arts. Zhang Sanfeng raised his internal force and swiped his hands down to create an arc, in an attempt to use Taijiquan to defuse the blow.

But as soon as he touched, Zhang Sanfeng’s face changed. Unexpectedly, the palm strength looked fierce, but there was also a subtle change in Yang. Putting his hands on his elbows, he gave birth to a strange force. Not only is Tai Chi unable to borrow force, but even a part of its own internal strength also instantly floods into it, turning into the opponent's palm strength.

The next moment there was another loud noise. Zhang Sanfeng's whole body flew out like a cannonball, and suddenly hit the wall of the small courtyard, breaking the wall, and there was a vague sound of trees breaking behind the wall.

"master!"

Yu Daiyan cried out immediately, staggeringly thinking of getting up, but in the end he could only roll back and forth on the soft chair.

I just heard that Mo Wen said that he could let go of Master with a single palm~www.NovelMTL.com~ He still had a bit of joy in his heart. In his opinion, his master might not be Mo Wen’s opponent who has lived for so many years. But the next move is okay. The evil deity is big, but Mo Wen would have played such a domineering move. Seeing that his master was knocked out, he already knew the result. While shouting desperately, expecting the miracle, they stared at Mo Wen with their eyes, wishing to eat his flesh.

But Mo Wen obviously didn't care about his small corners. After taking care of Zhang Sanfeng, he didn't check it. Instead, he turned around and gradually disappeared into the night.

The next day, Wudang Mountain posted a message that over a hundred years, the Taishan Beidou Zhang Sanfeng in the martial arts has fallen to the evil deity. Following the Shaolin Sect, Wudang also officially announced the extinction, the only remaining among the Wudang Seven Heroes Yu Daiyan took a few junior disciples without whereabouts.

As soon as this news came out, the whole rivers and lakes were in an uproar. It was rumored that Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts was so high that he did not accept the evil demon's move. So far, no one in the martial arts dared to resist the Xiaoyao faction. In less than half a year, the Xiaoyao faction. The Poshan Faction had already unified the entire Central Plains martial arts after eliminating a few reckless sects.

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