The strongest shuttle system

However, Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "This is the fate of my Wudang, Dai Yan, I have been in prison for eighteen months as a teacher, and I have learned the essentials of martial arts, a set of Taijiquan, a set of Taiji swords, and I will pass it on to you at this moment."

"Master."

Yu Daiyan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he has been disabled for a long time, where can he learn what kind of boxing and swordsmanship?

At this time, a powerful enemy is coming, and where is the leisure to teach martial arts?

However, when he saw Master Zhang Sanfeng's pale face and disordered breath, Yu Daiyan suddenly had a bad thought in his heart.

Yu Daiyan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said loudly: "Master, you don't have to teach your disciples any martial arts, it's a big deal that we will fight with that demon sect." "

Zhang Sanfeng said with a light smile: "Daiyan, don't be angry, you have to remember, you must pass on this set of kung fu, even if my Wudang sect is destroyed today, as long as this set of martial arts is passed on to future generations, my Wudang school's name will live on. Eternal."

After all, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything else.

Stand up slowly, hands hanging down, the back of the hands outward, the fingers slightly relaxed, and the feet parallel to each other.

Then, he slowly raised his arms to his chest, his left arm was half-circled, his palm was facing the Yin palm, his right palm was turned over to the Yang palm, and he said, "This is the starting style of Taijiquan..."

Then, Zhang Sanfeng practiced one by one.

Grab the sparrow's tail.

Single whip.

Raise your hand.

White crane with bright wings.

After one time, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to ask the disciple how much he remembered.

At this moment, in the front of the Sanqing Hall, an old and long voice came from a distance: "Zhang Sanfeng, since he can't shrink his head, let's kill his disciples and grandsons first."

Another rough voice said: "Okay! Let's set a fire first, burn this Taoist temple and then talk about it."

Another sharp voice said: "Burn Laodao to death, it will be cheap for him, let's capture him, tie him to various sects and parade to show the crowd, let everyone see, this martial arts master looks like he is old and not dead, haha. Ha ha."

This place is more than two miles away from the Sanqing Palace.

But the voice of the other party can be clearly transmitted here, which shows the strength and depth of his inner strength.

Yu Daiyan was furious when he heard this, and was about to scold.

However, Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Daiyan, the timing is not right, it is important to preserve my Wudang heritage, remember, remember."

After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng said again: "Let's go to the front and meet these experts of the demon sect for a while."

Go forward first.

Although he was seriously injured, he could only see the demeanor of a sect master.

Zhang Wuji watched with admiration, is this his great master?Sure enough, the master style is full!

Zhang Wuji was at the back, holding Yu Daiyan on his back, and thought to himself, "It must be a Tartar posing as a member of my Ming Cult, but I don't know how many Tartars came at this time."

Wait until you reach the Sanqing Palace.

But I saw a large group of people standing in the Sanqing Hall, about three or four hundred people.

These people just spit out foul language and insulted Zhang Sanfeng.

However, after seeing Zhang Sanfeng himself, all of them suddenly kept silent like tortoises with their heads shrunk, and set their eyes on Zhang Sanfeng with fear flashing in their eyes.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng was famous, and in an era of mega martial arts, facing such a figure, it is impossible to say that he is not worried.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared.

Immediately, the hall of Sanqing became silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Zhang Wuji looked up at this group of people, but saw that about half of them were dressed in the costumes of the Ming Cult members, and there were some other leaders, each dressed differently.

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted: "The leader is here!"

When everyone in the Sanqing Hall heard this, they quickly moved away from both sides respectfully.

The dozen or so people at the head were the first to come out of the hall to greet them, and the rest quickly followed behind.

But for a moment.

Except for Zhang Sanfeng and his party, the Sanqing Hall, which was originally under the pressure, actually walked clean.

then.

The footsteps of more than ten people sounded.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly looked, but saw a young son, surrounded by a group of heroes.

But when Zhang Wuji saw the young man's face clearly, he suddenly showed a look of surprise: "So it's her?"

On the same day, they were a group of Mingjiao, and they encountered the Tartars humiliating Han women on the way. The leader Lin Fan slaughtered a group of Tartar soldiers.

On that day, I met this person and her eight mighty subordinates.

Later, halfway, I wanted to invite Lin Fan, but Lin Fan refused.

Moreover, Zhang Wuji also learned from Lin Fan that this person turned out to be a woman.

Seeing the support of the heroes this time, Zhang Wuji was startled and said, "Could it be that she is manipulating behind the scenes? What exactly is her identity?"

Just when Zhang Wuji's thoughts were flying, Zhao Min walked to the center of Sanqing Hall.

She folded the folding fan in her hand, looked at Zhang Sanfeng, bowed slightly and said, "Lin Fan, the leader of the late Ming Sect, has met Zhang Zhenren."

Chapter 81

Zhang Sanfeng saw at a glance that Zhao Min was disguised as a man, and felt strange in her heart. How could the leader of the demon sect be such a young and beautiful girl?

Doubtful.

However, since the other party is the leader of a sect, regardless of enemies or friends, the etiquette cannot be waived, and now he folded his [-] to return the salute: "I don't know that the sect leader is coming, but I haven't been far away to welcome you, please forgive me!"

Zhao Min folded the fan and clapped his palm: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

The words were very casual, as if he didn't take Zhang Sanfeng in his eyes at all.

Zhang Wuji looked furious from the side.

After his parents passed away, the person he admired most in his life was his great master Zhang Sanfeng.