Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

For Cao Zhe, everything doesn't matter.

But for He Zudao, and even most Wudang disciples, 'Zhang Sanfeng' is their spiritual belief.

They can stigmatize the world, but they will never tolerate it. Under those three words, there is a speck of dust mixed in.

So what is the point, take the initiative to stand up, and stop this battle without hesitating to provocate fiercely with words, or even persecute.

In the eyes of He Zudao and Wudang disciples, Zhen Zhibing...is not qualified to be Cao Zhe's opponent, even if it is a verbal opponent!

Chapter 112 Wudang Sword

Facing the unreasonable 'forced palace', Zhen Zhibing could only say: "How dare you! How dare you! It's just..."

"Okay! Since you don't dare, let's fight!"

"Please come in!" He Zudao replied immediately.

Zhen Zhibing looked at He Zudao with a gloomy expression, he had been completely provoked into anger.

No matter how badly he was beaten in the more than ten years after Cao Zhe's rise.

Pushing forward another ten years, he was once considered No.1 by many people in the arena, known as the 'Quanzhen Sword Immortal'.

How can a junior be allowed to keep jumping on the face?

"It's better for you to invite first!"

"You're still a junior, so I'll give you three tricks." Zhen Zhibing said proudly with his sword on his back.

Zhen Zhibing had a foot long beard under his lips at this time, was wearing a black Taoist robe, with high sword eyebrows and sharp eyes, he was indeed a gentleman.

He Zudao stretched out his hand, but a long piano was drawn from a Taoist boy who was accompanying him.

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air, He Zudao waved his sleeves and played the piano, the sound of the piano flowed like a clear spring, spreading around.

The sound of the piano contains profound thoughts, and it is assisted by sound skills, but it is easy to lead people into a state of peace of mind and no thoughts.

But how could such a method be considered an effective attack on Zhen Zhibing?

He Zudao was responding to Zhen Zhibing in this way. He Zudao accepted the three tricks Zhen Zhibing gave, but he also returned them.

Don't take advantage of this.

Among the group of masters standing at the gate of Zixiao Palace, Cangbi, the master of Kongtong, who didn't know that his own death star was constantly flashing, was still frantically testing.

"Brother Qinglingzi! How could this be your Kunlun disciple back then!"

"Afterwards, I switched to Wudang, and I lost a lot of talents. Now that he is defending Zhenren Zhang like this, Brother Dao feels very uncomfortable!" Cangbi said in a low voice.

Qing Lingzi was over sixty years old, and his heart was already as calm as water, and he had no interest in the turmoil in the rivers and lakes.

If Wudang hadn't held a Martial Arts Conference this time, and he had longed for Zhang Sanfeng and Daoist Zhang, he probably wouldn't have come from Kunlun on purpose to catch the excitement.

Faced with Cangbi's whispered instigation, Qing Lingzi had no intention of answering, but Taoist Lingbao who was following behind him couldn't help but said: "Uncle Cangbi has said that although Junior Brother He used to be under my Kunlun sect, but I Kunlun does not restrict disciples to come and go, Junior Brother He is honored to worship under Master Zhang, and I, Kunlun, are also honored."

Cangbi sneered and said, "Nephew said it was pretty, so maybe he wants to join another school?"

Cang Bi, who had built the head of the grave for himself, didn't see it at all, and the eyes of the two disciples behind him were also a bit wrong.

When the episode in front of Zixiao Palace was in progress, He Zudao had already put away the qin in mid-air, and then drew his sword at Zhen Zhibing.

The sword in He Zudao's hand was like a blue light, revealing a cold light.

It is a rare magical weapon in the world.

It's the blue light sword that Dugu seeks defeat!

Of course, Dugu Qiubai personally authorized this sword for He Zudao to use.

His talent in swordsmanship was well recognized by Dugu Qiubai.

Dugu Qiubai even taught He Zudao a lot of sword skills and moves in private.

He is more competent than Cao Zhe, a serious master.

There are mostly two ways Cao Zhe taught his apprentices.

Either just throw out the cheat book, learn it if you can learn it, or use the cheat book to stand on the table if you can't learn it.

Otherwise, it is to practice together with the disciple, pulling the opponent directly into his spiritual world, feeling the rhythm and mystery of punching and sword dancing.

The teaching quality of the latter is of course extremely high.

It's just that Cao Zhe seldom leads his disciples to practice like this.

"Good sword!" Zhen Zhibing is also a sword lover, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw the blue light sword in He Zudao's hand.

"Of course it's a good sword!" As soon as the words fell, He Zudao swung his sword.

When the sword flew out, everyone felt an indescribable rhythm.

It seemed that the clouds in the sky were moving with He Zudao's sword.

But He Zudao himself, like a flying fairy in the sky, stabbed Zhen Zhibing with a long sword in his hand.

This sword is very beautiful, as if it doesn't show the slightest murderous intent.

But the pride that looked down on all living beings like a cloud was vividly displayed in this sword.

A layer of white sweat stood up on Zhen Zhibing's vest in an instant.

Then the treasured sword on his back jumped out of the scabbard in an instant under the impetus of internal force, and fell into the palm of his hand.

The tyrannical sword energy was released unscrupulously, as if to release all the anger and aggrieved him that had been suppressed for more than ten years.

In this move, there is even a hint of artistic conception of martial arts.

It's a pity that Zhen Zhibing failed to comprehend the key point after all, so it was just a slap in the face, and there was a big gap in every aspect of the sword from He Zudao.

Only the mighty sword energy is still worth seeing.

"It's a pity!" Cao Zhe shook his head as he watched Zhen Zhibing's sword movement.

On the pine-grained wooden sword hanging on his waist, Dugu Qiubai shook the wooden sword's voice: "It's just a swordsmith, what a pity!"

"If he had been born earlier, he would be just a wild ghost under the sword of the old man."

"As long as He Zudao is not deceived by his power, he can defeat him with no more than thirty moves." Dugu Qiubai said firmly.

Cao Zhe shook his head, "Senior is blinded by a leaf!"

"Who said that Quanzhen Sword Immortal... only knows swordsmanship?"

"Thirty strokes, it's too bullying!"

"To save him face, just say fifty tricks!" Cao Zhe said casually.

In terms of attributes, Zhen Zhibing is of course better.

But in the contest of martial arts, the comparison is not just about attributes.

He Zudao is taught by a famous teacher, and has various unique skills to practice, walking in the forefront of martial arts.

Such an advantage, can't it smooth out the gap in attributes, doesn't it seem that Cao Zhe, the head teacher of Wudang, is a bit incompetent?

During the conversation, the sword qi and the sword qi, the sword edge and the sword edge have already opposed each other like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat.

As expected, He Zudao did not retreat, no matter how strong the sword energy Zhen Zhibing displayed, his pride would not allow him to retreat.

In a sense, He Zudao and Huang Yaoshi are more like the same kind of people.

The collision of swords is a contest of internal strength.

Zhen Zhibing has broken the boundaries of internal strength, with extremely strong erosive and aggressive attributes.

The innate skills that surpassed the realm of Wang Chongyang in the past were pushed to the extreme by Zhen Zhibing.

At the same time, the meridians and acupoints in his body are constantly shifting, sending out a more direct and massive internal force.

Zhen Zhibing wanted to directly overwhelm others with force, by using the moment when the sword tip collided, he directly overwhelmed He Zudao and ended the battle with one blow.

Many spectators instinctively broke into a cold sweat for He Zudao.

Although they couldn't see through the energy transformation in Zhen Zhibing's body, they could see that the strength and sharp sword energy contained in Zhen Zhibing's sword were rapidly improving.

And He Zudao, who was gradually wrapped in the terrifying sword energy, was like a small boat in a storm, which might capsize at any time.

"Zhen Zhibing is too eager for success!"

"It seems that I guessed wrong just now. After this sword, He Zudao only needs three moves to defeat Zhen Zhibing." Cao Zhe looked up at the dark clouds above Zhen Zhibing and He Zudao, and said with a smile. .

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Dugu Qiubai to reply.

He Zudao, who was in the midst of a violent storm and seemed to be about to retreat at any time, suddenly dropped the sword in his hand.

Put your two fingers together and point in the air.

The blue light sword was wrapped in sword energy, and it split into light and turned into shadows in mid-air.

Afterwards, it turned into dozens of streamers of real light, scattering parabolas from different angles, and enveloping Zhen Zhibing in all directions.

When the crowd saw this scene, there was an uproar.

Is this martial arts?

Isn't this the sword fairy method in the storybook?

Facing He Zudao's Wudang-style sword, Zhen Zhibing's appearance of holding a sword and striking close to him made his Jianghu title seem extraordinarily funny.

The second volume of Pindao is really just cultivating immortals

Chapter 113 The White Ape Knocks on the Mountain Gate with a Sword on Its Back

"Sure enough, they are disciples of Wudang sect, disciples of true immortals!" All the sect masters in front of Zixiao Palace sighed one after another, with longing, regret, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

As for Zhen Zhibing, who was surrounded by the Jianguang Waterfall, he felt clearer and more thorough.

Each of the sword lights scattered and stabbed was so real, and they all pointed to the flaws in his swordsmanship.

This can't help but make Zhen Zhibing a little flustered.

Don't wonder why Zhen Zhibing's swordsmanship has so many flaws.

If He Zudao fought against Zhen Zhibing with a sword in hand, the size of the body, the extension distance of the arm, the angle of the sword's penetration, etc., would all limit the performance of the sword itself.

In this state, the flaws presented to He Zudao are actually quite limited...it can even be said to be fleeting.

However, when the sword is out of the hands, it becomes more free and can attack 360 degrees without dead ends.

Then the originally qualitative moves became riddled with holes.

As for dealing with Feijian in the same way as dealing with hidden weapons, it is not feasible.

The more common methods to deal with hidden weapons in the Jianghu are mostly to use palm wind, or swing sword wind, knife wind and other similar means, by creating a large area of ​​aura twisting, all hidden weapons covered by it will be invalidated.

After all, the more hidden weapons are spilled, the smaller the size of the hidden weapon itself, and the less strong the attachment force, as long as there is a slight obstruction, it can be easily swept away.

But the flying sword is different. The power attached to it, as well as the overall body shape, all lead to the easy use of palm techniques and other methods, which will not have an effective effect on it.

To put it simply, Zhen Zhibing can't keep up with the version!

Zhen Zhibing also seemed to have discovered this problem. Under the premise that he could not use sword moves to resist, he began to fully explode his strong internal strength.

He belongs to the category of breaking a hundred internal strength, although the upper limit of the world has been raised, so his internal force attribute of breaking a hundred is no longer the word "breaking the limit", but it still has a certain characteristic of breaking a hundred.

Not only is it extraordinarily thick, but the internal force itself is full of spirituality. Even if it is shot out of the body, it can be recovered a lot through the interaction between the human body and the outside world.

The strong internal force erupted, immediately forming a wall of air, firmly blocking the flying sword light.

Although the insignificant flying sword method is indeed amazing.

But the attached internal force itself will not change in strength.

In a head-on collision, he was indeed no match for Zhen Zhibing.

The flying sword was intercepted, and the scattered sword light dissipated one after another. Only a blue light sword continued to forge ahead.

He Zudao repeatedly pushed his palms across the air.

It is the low-profile version of Cloud Pusher that Cao Zhe changed into Big Cloud Pusher before.

Even though it's low profile, it's still powerful.