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However, when everyone looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

but was surprised to find out.

In the face of the monstrous tornado that was unleashed by the Dou Zhuan Star Shift between Murong Fu's surrounding body, Zhang Zhiwei actually did not dodge, and still slapped a palm directly at Murong Fu.

"This Zhang Zhiwei can't be crazy, that Murong family's Douzhuan Star Shift is a peerless martial art that can be on a par with the Yin Kui Sect's Heavenly Demon Dafa, and it is also under the Xiaoyao Sect's peerless Peerless Wind."

"Tuo big, this is obviously Tuo big, after all, Murong Fu has been on the King Kong list for many years, and he is a martial artist, Zhang Shaoxia This is a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers, it is too big."

"It's over, if Murong Fu really transfers this palm to Zhang Shaoxia's body with a fighting star shift, even if he is not dead, he will be seriously injured."

"I only hope that Murong Fu still has a bit of chivalrous heart, don't let Zhang Shaoxia, a young Tianjiao, be buried here."

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei did not choose to dodge, but directly shook Murong Fu, who had already cast a fighting star shift.

Everyone present couldn't help but be worried.

This is obviously overpowered.

However, just when everyone felt that Zhang Zhiwei was about to be seriously injured.

But he saw Zhang Zhiwei's figure move, and one after another afterimages appeared under his feet, and his figure was like a ghost, flickering between Murong Fu's body.

In just a few moments.

In an instant, the entire void was filled with Zhang Zhiwei's afterimages.

"What a delicate body."

"How come I've never seen it?"

"This is much more subtle than Wudang Tiyun Step, Shaolin Damo Step, and that Lingbo Microstep."

Watching Zhang Zhiwei's figure flicker and move, leaving a scattered afterimage in the void, and each afterimage falling has a palm directly into the depths of the tornado, and when the anti-devouring force erupted, he easily dodged it with his body, and everyone present suddenly exclaimed.

"It's not easy."

Above the hillside.

Looking at the afterimages left by Zhang Zhiwei, Hua Wuquan showed a thoughtful look on her face and muttered to herself.

"Master, why do I see that Zhang Zhiwei's body style is somewhat familiar?"

Just when Hua Wuque and others sighed that Zhang Zhiwei's body method was not simple, in a pavilion in Mount Wumei, two middle-aged men wearing plain long robes, high hats, and Confucian costumes, one of them said with a slight frown.

"Familiar?"

Listening to the words of the person next to him, the Confucian next to him, who was already a little gray-haired, was slightly surprised.

And this old man with gray hair and a Confucian dress is none other than Mr. Cong Braided Su Xinghe, who is also the person who hosted the Zhenlong chess game.

The person beside him was Kang Guangling, the head of the Eight Friends of Hangu and his eldest disciple.

Listening to Kang Guangling's words, Su Xinghe frowned slightly, his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhiwei's back, but the next moment his face was instantly shocked, "Escape the wind?" How could he be a student of our Getaway?

"What? Is that a getaway? Listening

to Su Xinghe's words, Kang Guangling's eyes were suddenly shocked, and he looked at Su Xinghe in disbelief.

The escape is the absolute learning of their Xiaoyao faction, and the word Xiaoyao of their Xiaoyao school is born out of the Xiaoyao Royal Wind.

But it's a pity that it is extremely difficult to cultivate with the wind of escape.

Even if his master Wuyazi was extremely talented, he had only practiced one-tenth of two.

In their generation, no one can practice.

Unexpectedly, now I actually saw the traces of the wind in an outsider.

"What is the origin of this Zhang Zhiwei, but have you ever found out?"

Su Xinghe frowned and said to himself.

"Nope."

Kang Guangling shook his head.

"None?"

Su Xinghe frowned intently, then stroked his long beard, and said meaningfully: "Looking at this Zhang Zhiwei, there is also some relationship with my Xiaoyao faction." "

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes of Kyushu that Zhang Zhiwei is a disciple of Su Xinghe.

But this is deceiving others, not deceiving him Su Xinghe.

The Guan who knows the first view has an invincible relationship with his master, and also prefers the way of chess.

He played chess against him Su Xinghe many times.

If Zhang Zhiwei is a disciple of that Zhi Shouguan.

How could he Su Xinghe not know?

However, judging from the fact that Zhang Zhiweishi is now exhibiting his Xiaoyao faction.

On the contrary, Su Xinghe felt that Zhang Zhiwei should have a lot of relationship with his Yiyao faction.

"Is it Senior Uncle Li's disciple, or that Senior Uncle in the Spirit Vulture Palace?"

Su Xinghe muttered.

"Then master, do you want to send someone to contact Zhang Zhiwei?"

Watching Su Xinghe fall into deep thought.

Kang Guangling asked tentatively.

"No need."

Su Xinghe shook his head, "Since Zhang Zhiwei is from this Zhenlong chess game, we will meet him sooner or later, and contact is not good now."

"Got it."

Listen to Su Xinghe's words.

Kang Guangling didn't say anything more.

The other side.

Murong Fu looked at Zhang Zhiwei's figure like a ghost, every time he struck a palm, his figure swam away quickly, the whole person was like a loach, so that he could not touch it, touched it, and couldn't help but be anxious for a while, and scolded angrily: "Zhang Zhiwei, are you a little bold?" Dare to fight me squarely. "

You Murong Fu cast a fighting to turn the stars, thinking of using strength to fight, originally a lazy martial arts, but now it is said that I Zhang Zhiwei dare not fight with you squarely, can you Murong Fu make a face?"

Zhang Zhiwei sneered.

Listen to Zhang Zhiwei's scolding.

Murong Fu's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Indeed, as Zhang Zhiwei said.

His Murong family's great method of fighting stars and shifting stars was originally a martial art that borrowed strength to fight, and he had always borrowed the hands of others to give back to others.

He was anxious for a while, but he was caught by Zhang Zhiwei.

Yet the next moment.

But he heard Zhang Zhiwei shouting violently: "Since you want to fight, then I will let you see what martial arts is."

Then Zhang Zhiwei shouted: "Tai Xuan Jing." "

No more escape.

Raised his hand, a palm suddenly fell.

The terrifying palm wind hit the void hunting, that is, those who stood in the distance to watch the battle under this sharp palm wind, they subconsciously took a few steps back, for fear of being slapped by the sharp palm wind contained in Zhang Zhiwei's palm.

"Good, good, good."

Watching Zhang Zhiwei slap with a palm.

Murong Fu was not shocked and rejoiced, and laughed loudly: "Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei, I thought you had a lot of sincerity, but I didn't expect to be so instigated, since this is the case, then I will fulfill you." "

Fight the stars."

Murong Fu snorted.

An even more terrifying internal force suddenly swept out between the surrounding bodies.

Between his surroundings, a terrifying tornado that was almost substantial condensed.

"Anger?"

"Half-step Zhixuan?"

"This Murong Fu actually broke through again?"

Looking at the terrifying aura between Murong Fu's surroundings, everyone present was suddenly shocked.

And yet, right now.

Zhang Zhiwei's palm also slammed into the tornado between Murong Fu's body.

Don't dodge, don't dodge.

Hit it directly head-on!

"You are looking for death, you are really looking for death."

Murong Fu laughed viciously.

The last thing he was afraid of was that someone would clash with him.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei actually used such a fierce palm technique, which hit his arms.

Boom!

An earth-shattering roar sounded.

Just when Zhang Zhiwei's palm slapped the tornado condensed by the qi between Murong Fu's body.

The expression on Murong Fu's face froze abruptly.

"How is that possible?"

Murong Fu looked at the tornado condensed by the protective body qi between his bodies in disbelief.

Fine cracks appeared like spider webs on the tornado condensed by his protective wind.

Then the next moment.

Bang!

The tornado condensed by the protective body wind between Murong Fu's body suddenly shattered.

A big palm directly passed through the tornado between Murong Fu's surroundings and suddenly slapped on Murong Fu's chest.

Click.

An extremely crisp bone sound suddenly sounded.

Murong Fu only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a blood sword spewed out from his mouth.

The next moment, the figure suddenly flew out.

Watch this scene that suddenly appeared.

Everyone present was also stunned.

Murong Fu has already broken through and has a strength comparable to a half-step finger xuan, how can he not be Zhang Zhiwei's opponent?

Even on the hillside in the distance, Hua Wuquan and Xiao Yu'er were also stunned at the scene in front of them at this moment.

Murong Fu actually lost?

How is this possible?

Didn't Zhang Zhiwei just break through the innate?

How could it be possible to have the strength to defeat Murong Fu and other half-step finger Xuan in less than a month?

At this time, the fun of Tianji Building can be great.

Thinking of this, Hua Wuquan and Xiao Yuer couldn't help but smile.

At the beginning, Bai Xiaosheng deliberately raised Zhang Zhiwei's ranking to eighty on the innate list in order to be safe.

But in the blink of an eye, it was less than a month.

Zhang Zhiwei actually had the strength to defeat Murong Fu.

This one.

The fun is really big.

Thinking of this, Hua Wuquan seemed to have seen the feeling of anxiety after Bai Xiaosheng knew the news.

He was even a little curious now.

After this battle alone, Bai Xiaosheng will shoot Zhang Zhiwei on the King Kong list.

It is directly shot at the top of the King Kong list.

Or directly break the heavens and first rank Zhang Zhiwei into the Xuan list.

If Zhang Zhiwei is ranked in the finger list.

That was really the first time in the world.

At that time, the big teeth of his Tianji Building will be laughed off.

However, just when Hua Wuji was fantasizing about how Bai Xiaosheng should be anxious.

Zhang Zhiwei's figure moved, and he slapped his palm directly towards Murong Fu again.

Isn't he Murong Fu a good face?

Today, he Zhang Zhiwei let Murong Fu completely lose face in front of the people of the whole world!