The heavens begin with the Dharma of absorbing power

"It's a good thing that Elder Xu wants to join hands with the old Taoist. I also want to meet again, the Beggar Clan's world-famous Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Outside Zixiao Palace, Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeves and accepted the challenge from Xu Xin.

A strong person at their level could understand what the other person meant just by meeting each other. As early as the moment he met Xu Xin, he knew that sooner or later there would be a battle between the two.

"Master!"

The six Wudang people shouted at the same time. They had seen Xu Xin's martial arts with their own eyes. The seven-section formation of Zhenwu was easily broken by the combined strength of the six people.

The master is old, and he is afraid of his youth. If something happens, they will die without mercy.

"Speaking of fighting, your master has never been afraid of anyone in the past hundred years!"

"I feel like I'm going to lose even before the fight begins. They're really a bunch of unscrupulous people trying to inflate other people's ambitions. You all should get out of here and take your disciples' wives to Dai Yan to help practice the Zhenwu Seven Intercepts Formation."

Zhang Laodao had a fiery temper. With a wave of his sleeves, he knocked the Six Heroes and Yin Susu into the Zixiao Palace behind him. He looked at Xu Xin and said, "Lao Dao, I will fight with him. No matter whether I win or lose, he will definitely lose his strength. You guys If we set up another Zhenwu Seven interception formation, he may not be able to break it!"

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang Songxi, the Four Heroes, was the first to react and hurriedly clasped his fists in response. Then, together with Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, they took the younger three and Yin Susu back to find their third senior brother, Yu Daiyan.

They all understood that Master had made up his mind, and since it was irreversible, there was no need to waste time. Thinking about the master's extraordinary skills, since he agreed to this matter, he must be somewhat sure of winning.

"Zhang Zhenren is getting stronger and stronger with age, and his skills are still as strong as before. He is really brave!"

"Back away!!!"

Xu Xin praised Zhang Sanfeng, and at the same time Shenqi Dantian shouted. Suddenly, a strong wind roared above the school grounds. Everyone who heard the sound was stunned. They moved unconsciously and gave way to a man who was more than ten feet tall. Empty circle.

Zhang Sanfeng stared at Xu Xin with a look of amazement on his face, "Good skills and great skills. According to Elder Xu's age, you should have been practicing martial arts for less than twenty years. Such skills really amaze the veteran. I am so young." Time is far inferior to you."

"Why should Master Zhang be so modest? You defeated the Three Saints of Kunlun, He Zudao, when you were fifteen years old. At the same age, I was still a small-time recruiter of the Longmen Escort Bureau and had not yet entered the path of advanced martial arts. In this regard, this junior is better than Not allowed."

Xu Xin seemed to be bragging about Zhang Sanfeng, but in fact he was praising himself. He pitied the three sages of Kunlun, He Zudao, who was innocently lying in the gun. He was already dead and still became a foil for the two of them.

Next to him, He Taichong felt very embarrassed. Today, his ancestor, who was somewhat related to him, was pulled out to "beat his corpse repeatedly", but he, the leader of Kunlun, could only watch because...he couldn't afford to offend either of the two people on the field. .

"Back then, if I just wanted to take revenge on the Sky Eagle Sect, there were many ways to do it. I would go to Shaolin to report the situation, but this was the stupidest way. Getting involved in the conflicts between the Shaolin Wushu and the Sky Eagle Sect and other gangs would only put myself in danger. , that’s the stupidest thing to do.”

"Of course, I can also use the secrets I know to release various news and stir up disputes among various factions to destroy the Sky Eagle Sect. But a man is born between heaven and earth. If he can't take revenge with his own hands, what's the point!"

"Fortunately, the sky has eyes. I survived the catastrophe and am blessed with great blessings. I received gifts from my predecessors and inherited my magical skills!"

"Ten years ago, I had a small amount of magical power. I went to the Sky Eagle Cult and beat him to his knees with just a few moves. I set fire to the top of the eagle's nest, which was considered a bad breath!"

"Hahahaha... I have weighed Yin Baimei's ability at that time, but it's just mediocre!"

"If I practice the method of quick success and instant benefit among the magical skills, I will be able to reach the top of the Eagle Nest and destroy the Sky Eagle Sect in less than three years."

"But how can a mere Sky Eagle Cult deserve to let me destroy my future!"

When Xu Xin said this, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng again.

"I have known since that day that I have succeeded in practicing magical arts. One day, I will be the leader in the martial arts world and the best in the world."

"After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have achieved great success. Traveling all over the country, I can win with just a few or two moves against others. Even the best in the world are just ants under their feet."

"Pasiba is about to die, and you, Zhang Sanfeng, are old. In a few years, I will have no choice but to be invincible!"

"But what's the point of being invincible like that? What I want to be number one in the world is to be number one in the world by fighting for it. The name is justifiable and worthy of the name."

"A few years ago at Wan'an Temple in Dadu, I almost beat that hundred-year-old monster named Pa Siba to death. I hope you, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, can make me enjoy myself to the fullest today!"

"Hahahaha... Boy, if you want to take the No. 1 spot in the world from me, it depends on whether you are strong in kung fu or not. It depends on your moves!"

After Zhang Sanfeng waited for Xu Xin to finish saying this, he just laughed heartily. After giving a reminder, he flew down and took the initiative to attack.

Xu Xin's method is clever and he is gathering momentum to suppress him. Those words were not nonsense. They sounded very reasonable and made people unconsciously agree. After listening to his words, the martial arts people around him would feel that he should be the best in the world.

There are many factors that determine the outcome of a battle between masters, including the influence of the surrounding environment. In a decisive battle, if everyone around you thinks you will lose, you will be affected to some extent and will not be able to take action.

But Zhang Sanfeng, who has dominated the world for decades, is not afraid of Xu Xin's methods. When he reaches the peak of his momentum, he will take action to suppress him at the peak of his momentum and confidence, which shows his incomparable confidence and courage.

Zhang Sanfeng fell from the sky and struck down with a palm. His big hand seemed to be able to block out the sky and the sun. Wudang's powerful iron palm looked completely different in his hand.

"Well done!"

Xu Xin let out a clear whistle, stood on the spot and leaned back, almost touching the ground, and then bounced back the moment Zhang Sanfeng landed. He twisted his fingers with his hands like orchids and brushed them towards Zhang Sanfeng's vital points.

"Orchid brushing hand!"

Zhang Sanfeng was a little surprised when he recognized this secret skill. The Sky-shattering Iron Palm was extremely powerful. He originally planned to have a head-on confrontation with Xu Xin to test the other's palm power, but he did not expect that this junior would use such a dexterous method to deal with it. Unconventional and unconventional, he is a really tough opponent.

"Haha, come on!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and then moved his palms softly. The transition between the Sky-shattering Iron Palm and the Wudang Cotton Palm was natural. He was worthy of being a great master.

At this time, Xu Xin pushed out another palm, and the fierce palm wind blew away the old Taoist's snow-white beard in the air. The strong palm force pressed forward, and the surprise in the old Taoist's eyes was even greater.

The old Taoist priest retreated nearly ten feet before stopping and exclaimed: "It is rumored that the owner of Peach Blossom Island specially created a palm power to split the air, and you have inherited his inheritance!"

"Zhenzhen Zhang, be careful!"

Xu Xin didn't respond, just reminded him, and at the same time he jumped out to chase Zhang Sanfeng.

Naturally, the old Taoist priest would not stay where he was. He raised his energy and used the Wudang Ladder to its fullest extent. He went up more than three feet with one breath, and then changed his breath in mid-air and made another more than one foot.

Zhang Sanfeng's Tiyun Zong can be called the light gong among light gongs. It does not pay attention to the change of footwork, but pays more attention to the lightness of the body. The main point is that the body is light and the body can move up and down freely.

The most important thing in Qinggong is the pure inner energy. If he wants to leave with his century-old skill, who in the world can stay?

"Zhenren Zhang is so light-hearted!"

Xu Xin's voice suddenly sounded. Zhang Sanfeng turned around to look, but those people on the ground were dumbfounded because someone was walking in the air. Is this something a human can do?

Qinggong in the world may talk about body skills or steps, but in the final analysis it cannot escape the categories of "borrowing strength" and "lightening the body". Even the legendary Shaolin Bodhidharma's reed crossing the river and the legendary flying on the grass, There also needs to be something under your feet to lend strength to.

But what they saw now was that Xu Xin used a breath of true energy to perform the Quanzhen Golden Goose Kung Fu from the Yelu family, and took about ten steps in the air, reaching a distance of five or six feet. This was considered flying!

"You are the one who is good at Qinggong!"

Zhang Sanfeng replied in mid-air and took another breather, but this time he inevitably fell down. Xu Xin also chased after him, and the two started fighting again.

Their moves were all exquisite, and every move could be called a unique skill. Not a single move was repeated. The martial arts people around them were dizzy and did not dare to blink for fear of missing the wonderful scene.