The strongest master in history

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Qingshu felt his face burn.Especially when he quietly cast his eyes on Zhou Zhiruo on the other side of Emei, he found that the other party didn't even look at him, but only looked at Zhang Wuji, his face became even uglier.

Song Yuanqiao finally couldn't see it anymore, and wanted to help his son out, saying: "Mr. Lin has a lot of people, please don't be as knowledgeable as the younger generation. Qingshu and Wuji are both Wudang disciples, not to mention that today is the six major sects and the Mingjiao. It is not the right time to compete with each other in the day."

Lin Yuanjian smiled: "I'm just talking casually, I won't embarrass your son."

"Wuji, are you really determined to stand up for Mingjiao?" Yin Tianzheng was exhausted physically, and his breath seemed a little disordered.

Zhang Wuji said: "Grandpa, I will not let anyone hurt you today."

Lin Yuanjian said indifferently: "King Ying, we are here to persuade you to make peace. I have already analyzed the stakes very clearly. I can't help some people if they insist on pestering them. Anyway, they will be convinced after beating them. If they are convinced, they will Let's go." The voice of these words was undisguised, and most of the people present were martial arts masters, so they could hear every word clearly.

"Good boy, at such a young age, with such an arrogant tone, I, He Taichong, have tolerated you for a long time. Since you don't pay attention to our six major sects, this time He will be the first bird to see if you are a silver gun candle." The head is really capable!" He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, and his wife Ban Shuxian walked out.

"Master He, teach this kid an unforgettable lesson."

"Let him experience the power of Zhengliangyi's swordsmanship."

"Damn it, who do you think you are? Daoist Zhang from the Wudang sect is not so crazy."

"Amitabha, Master He took the lead in the great cause of eliminating demons. I admire and admire you." Shaolin Zen Master Kongxing clasped his palms together. I feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Let me do this battle." Yang Xiao was about to stand up, but was stopped by Yang Buhui: "Father, don't, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Wei Yixiao took advantage of the gap between exercise and breathing and said: "Yang Zuoshi, let's wait and see what happens. There are so many masters in the six major factions, and we are all injured. How can you deal with it alone?"

Yang Xiao sighed and sat down cross-legged silently.

Zhang Wuji helped Yin Tianzheng back, and then returned to the field, standing side by side with Lin Yuanjian.

"Master He, if you want to challenge my master, you must defeat me first."

"Zhang Wuji, you are not He's opponent." He Taichong said coldly: "This world is really ridiculous now. A kid who has no hair yet dares to imitate others and accept apprentices. Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, your father Zhang Cuishan has no eyes to look for. If you are a demon girl as your wife, why are you just like your father who has no eyesight and casually worships a teacher, if Master Zhang knows about this, I am afraid he will be very angry."

"What did you say?" Zhang Wuji suddenly became angry. He has always had a good temper and is humble and polite to others, but when someone insults his father, he absolutely cannot bear it!
Seeing that Zhang Wuji was irritated by him, He Taichong laughed and said, "You father and son are exactly the same, aren't you?"

"He Taichong, originally I thought you were the head of a faction and wanted to save you some face, but now it seems that it is unnecessary, your mouth really stinks." Lin Yuanjian turned his head and said to Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, three tricks Within a short time, I want He Taichong and his wife to be completely defeated, and don't let the teacher down."

Zhang Wuji, who was burning with anger, resounded like a bell, resounding throughout the audience: "Master, please rest assured, this disciple promises that he will never use the fourth move!"

Ban Shuxian was furious: "It's just a fool's dream, Lin, do you think our husband and wife are three-legged cats in the world?"

Lin Yuanjian sarcastically said: "This is too true. In my eyes, your martial arts are not much higher than those of three-legged cats."

He Taichong pulled out the long sword from his waist with a bang, and said angrily: "Okay, I, He Taichong, have never been despised like this after decades of walking in the rivers and lakes. Let's see who is the three-legged cat today!"

"You two, please." Zhang Wuji walked into the center of the arena with a cold face.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian came forward with swords in hand, standing opposite Zhang Wuji.

"Wuji, be merciful, Mr. Tieqin and Wudang have always been friends, so don't hurt the harmony of the two factions!" Song Yuanqiao remembered the scene where Zhang Wuji claimed to use only one success power and then slapped Song Qingshu with his palm, and couldn't help but feel a smirk on his forehead. In a cold sweat.

Yu Lianzhou and the others obviously thought of this, and their faces changed slightly.

"Brother Song, isn't that the opposite?" He Taichong frowned, "Our husband and wife are invincible together. It's hard to find two opponents in the Jianghu. Why do we need a junior to show mercy to us?"

Song Yuanqiao sighed: "Oh, Mr. Song doesn't know how to explain it. Anyway, please be more careful. Mr. Song is definitely not scaremongering..."

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian looked at each other, and didn't take Song Yuanqiao's words to heart. A mere Zhang Wuji, in their impression back then, was just a little kid who could only cry on the dead bodies of his parents. , no matter how one's ability changes, how can it be so great?

"I'm going to make a move." Zhang Wuji also kindly reminded him habitually.

"Hmph, just let the horse come over."

The two of He Taichong and his wife have already set up the opening posture of Zhengliangyi swordsmanship, both offensive and defensive, completely natural, although the sword has not been drawn, it already makes people feel a compelling momentum.

Zhang Wuji kicked his hind foot, his body jumped up violently, and rushed towards He Taichong and his wife.

The terrifying speed caused everyone present to see only a blurry shadow, He Taichong and his wife were even more surprised, they never expected Zhang Wuji's speed to be so fast!

"Change moves!" He Taichong shouted loudly, but just as he finished speaking, he heard Ban Shuxian scream, the long sword flew out of his hand, and then received a firm palm from Zhang Wuji on the back, and his whole body acted in a kind of extreme He fell into the crowd in an unsightly posture.

Several Shaolin monks were about to catch her, but five or six of them were thrown to the ground!

Zhang Wuji slapped out angrily, the palm strength was not light, plus Ban Shuxian was a fat woman, she could hit thousands of catties with one blow, how could a few Shaolin monks with mediocre martial arts be able to catch it?
When He Taichong saw his wife being beaten away as soon as they met each other, he froze forcibly.

"Look at the sword!" Zhang Wuji caught Ban Shuxian's sword, shouted sharply to bring He Taichong back to his senses, and hurriedly retreated.

But how could his speed be comparable to Zhang Wuji?

Zhang Wuji, who came after him, swung his sword and slashed angrily. Although he didn't know swordsmanship, but with the blessing of his five-fold intensified Jiuyang Zhenqi, his simple and rough slash became very amazing!
He Taichong raised his sword to block, but the sword was cut off by a force, the tiger's mouth holding the hilt split instantly, and his whole arm was sore and numb from the shock.

"How is this possible? His inner strength is so deep!" He Taichong was terrified.

As the saying goes, one force can reduce ten sessions, in the face of absolute power, any exquisite swordsmanship is useless.

boom!An unstoppable punch hit He Taichong's chest.

He Taichong vomited blood like a broken kite and flew backwards for tens of meters. I don't know if it was a coincidence or an accident, he flew directly to an old tree with lush branches, crashed into the branch of the tree, and got stuck there!
"It doesn't take three moves at all." Zhang Wuji shook his head, and stretched out his hand to catch the broken sword that fell from He Taichong.

At this time, everyone present looked at Zhang Wuji with an inexplicable fear in their eyes.

To actually defeat He Taichong and his wife, the heads of the Kunlun faction, in such a short period of time, this kind of strength is truly terrifying.

However, what is more terrifying seems to be the man behind Zhang Wuji.

Everyone turned their gazes to Lin Yuanjian, who was standing in a corner of the field with a serious expression, and felt a chill in his heart.

People who had never seen Lin Yuanjian's ability before felt extremely shocked, while those who had seen Lin Yuanjian's ability before were even more apprehensive.