The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

"The exercises taught to me by the master are really powerful. Just the characteristics of internal force can make people lose their fighting power!"

After seeing this scene, Zhao Zhiruo was no less surprised than Song Qingshu.

These days she followed Yang Fengling, besides learning a lot of martial arts knowledge, the biggest gain is undoubtedly the nine-turn Yin-Yang Kung Fu.

This set of magical skills allows her to cultivate both yin and yang qi at the same time. She can already suppress a master like Song Qingshu by virtue of her internal strength just by getting a glimpse of the way.

After being surprised, Zhao Zhiruo saw the opportunity, flew the sword in Song Qingshu's hand, and then kicked him out.

Pfft!

Song Qingshu's body hit the ground hard, and his sword was stuck right behind him.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

……

Seeing this, a group of Wudang disciples rushed up to greet him, and anxiously helped Song Qingshu up.

But they all stared at Zhao Zhiruo, full of surprise.

Who would have thought that the majestic Wudang senior brother would be defeated in a few strokes.

And the opponent hasn't killed yet, otherwise this fight might be shorter.

"Thank you Brother Song for your advice!"

Zhao Zhiruo bowed her head and saluted.

"you……"

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

He couldn't accept losing to Zhao Zhiruo like this.

"Okay, let's go down!"

Seeing that Song Qingshu was dissatisfied, Song Yuanqiao slapped the table hastily and interrupted him.

He could see clearly whether Song Qingshu could defeat Zhao Zhiruo, and Song Qingshu would be humiliating himself if he went any further.

"Yes!"

Song Qingshu's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he didn't dare to disobey Song Yuanqiao's order, so he had no choice but to let a group of disciples help him out of the hall.

"Teacher Yang taught a good apprentice!"

After Song Qingshu left, Song Yuanqiao said to Yang Fengling with a rather embarrassed expression.

It was not only Song Qingshu who felt unwilling, Song Yuanqiao was also very unwilling.

But what can he do now, it is impossible for him to fight Zhao Zhiruo in person.

"Well, I just want to get the Yitian Sword back now!"

Yang Fengling didn't say much, and looked directly at Yitianjian.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao sighed, the disciple of Wudang was defeated by the disciple of Emei in a few strokes, in this case, he was ashamed to keep the Yitian sword.

"Okay, Teacher Yang, return the Yitian Sword to you!"

Song Yuanqiao nodded, and took down the Yitian Sword that had been hanging in the Wudang Hall for many years.

"Take it!

"

Yang Fengling didn't look at the Yitian Sword, but directly threw it to Zhao Zhiruo.

"Yes!"

Zhao Zhiruo caught the sword in her hand in fear.

As soon as the Yitian sword was in hand, Zhao Zhiruo felt an invisible sword intent covering her body.

She has an inexplicable feeling that as long as she draws out this sword, she is invincible.

The most important thing is that the edge of the Yitian sword feels unstoppable even through the scabbard.

"The Yitian Sword is the magic weapon of the world, and if you carry it, it will be of great benefit to the cultivation of sword intent and sword energy!"

After Yang Fengling finished speaking to Zhao Zhiruo, he immediately prepared to move away.

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for so many years, why don't you stay for a while?"

Just when Yang Fengling was about to take Zhao Zhiruo to leave, a voice came from outside the Wudang Hall.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of an old man with white hair and childlike face moved into the hall in an instant.

"See Master!"

"See Grandfather!"

In the main hall, Song Yuanqiao and a group of Wudang disciples quickly knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Master Patriarch? Senior Zhang Sanfeng!?"