Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice

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After all the thirty-six postures of Kongyata's Dragon Claw are performed.

Yu Liang stopped dodging and swung his sword casually.

The opponent actually wanted to use his dragon claws, which can split stone to divide gold, to seize the white blade with his bare hands.

It’s really suicidal!

Huh~

I saw that six fingers on Kongyata's left and right hands were instantly cut off.

"Ah~"

Looking at his bloody hands and the six fingers that fell to the ground, Kong Xing let out a painful wail.

"Junior brother~" "Master~"

The Shaolin man immediately rushed forward anxiously to check his injuries.

He also accused Yu Liang: "You are too cruel!"

"Hard?"

Yu Liang waved a sword flower with his wrist and said with a smile: "Monks are compassionate. I removed his cruel claws to help him, so that he can eat fast and chant Buddha's name honestly and peacefully in the future."

"You~"

Before the other party was about to retaliate, Yu Liang smiled and said: "Amitabha, Master, you are guilty of greed, anger and ignorance!"

Seeing Yu Liang actually performing a Buddhist ritual, everyone in Shaolin was stunned and speechless for a moment.

"Hmph, I Shaolin has recorded this!"

He glanced at Yu Liang fiercely, and then left with emptiness.

"Who else is willing to teach me?"

Yu Liang asked everyone in the martial arts world.

"Let us, the five elders of Kongtong, learn from you your clever tricks."

Five people from the Kongtong faction appeared in front of Yu Liang at the same time, and explained shamelessly that the five of them always advanced and retreated together, so if they wanted to fight, they would have to fight against Yu Liang alone.

Although it was five against one, Yu Liang smiled and said it was no problem.

Hearing this, the five elders of Kongtong looked at each other, then stood apart, surrounding Yu Liang in the middle.

"Ha~"

The five of them attacked at the same time, using the Kongtong Sect's unique skill "Seven Injury Fist".

"Seven Injuries Boxing" is a very interesting boxing technique. It is known as "seven injuries in one practice" and "injure yourself first, then the enemy".

Those who master it can use seven different powers at the same time to damage the enemy's internal organs.

But this martial art seems to follow the principle of action and reaction. The more powerful you are to injure the enemy, the more serious it is to injure yourself. Every time you practice it, your internal organs will be damaged. Long-term practice will destroy the liver and damage the lungs. It will make people go crazy and make them unable to control themselves. .

But Yu Liang knew that these people practiced "Seven Injury Fist" wrongly.

Mu Lingzi, the master of the Kongtong Sect, was famous all over the world with his "Seven Injury Fist". He lived to be ninety-one years old before he died. If the Seven Injury Fist injured his body, how could he live so long?

"Seven Injury Fist" is actually a technique that strengthens the internal organs. If you want to cultivate your own cultivation level, you must be very strong. Otherwise, you will hurt yourself first and then the enemy.

Watching the five elders of Kongtong perform the 'Seven Injury Fist', Yu Liang's curious mind stopped again.

If he were not in Wudang Mountain at this time, he would have to entertain these five people.

Holding the sword with both hands, he slashed five times with one sword. Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, he instantly defeated the five elders of Kongtong.

The sword flashed.

I saw a sword blade scar on each of their chests, and then they fell to the ground with their heads up.

"This, this, what kind of martial arts is this!"

The scene was silent, and Yu Liang waved to the disciples of the Kongtong Sect: "Come here, take your sect leader back and treat him quickly. If you want to die, don't die in Wudang Mountain."

Hearing this, people from the Kongtong faction rushed forward and carried the five people away to seek medical treatment.

The five elders of Kongtong left the scene, and Yu Liang once again said to the martial arts crowd: "Who else is there!"

The whole place was silent, and no one dared to respond for a moment.

After seeing no one dare to come forward, the Emei Sect's Miejie Shitai stepped forward with the Yitian Sword.

"Let the poor nun come and meet you!"

Yu Liang looked at the Heavenly Sword in her hand. The sword was shining with sharp light under the sunlight.

It was expected that Master Miejie wanted to rely on the sharpness of Yitian Sword to resist the sword in his hand.

Yu Liang smiled slightly and made a sword-holding salute to him: "Please give me some advice!"

Master Jue was not polite and stabbed him with his sword.

Yu Liang raised his hand and waved, and a sword energy shot out. Master Jue also waved the Yitian Sword in his hand to block it with a sword energy.

Seeing this, Yu Liang frowned slightly. He could clearly see that the sword energy of Master Miejie was not emitted by her, but was formed by the Yitian Sword in her hand.

interesting!

The distance between the two slowly narrowed, and Yu Liang raised his sword to meet the Yitian Sword in Master Miejie's hand.

Just when the two were about to come into contact with each other, Yu Liang suddenly changed his sword moves, causing the sword in his hand to miss the Yitian Sword.

The two men alternated, and the sword in Yu Liang's hand suddenly made a sharp cry and struck out like thunder.

"That's it!"

Zhang Sanfeng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Yu Liang hurriedly turned his wrist, and the blade turned into a sword body, hitting the back of Master Miejie's hand holding the Yitian Sword.

The Yitian Sword fell, Yu Liang kicked the hilt of the sword, and the Yitian Sword instantly flew out and landed in front of the master Zhang Sanfeng.

He raised his hand and waved, and the powerful palm wind knocked Master Miejie away.

"If you can't rely on the sky, who can compete with you?"

"I don't think this Heavenly Sword is anything special."

"You~"

Hearing Yu Liang's taunting, Master Miejie was filled with rage and rushed forward again with a ferocious face.

"Go away~"

Yu Liang scolded, and Miejie Shitai flew backwards instantly as if she had been hit by a flood.

"master!"

Two Emei sect disciples rushed forward to support her flying body.

After he stabilized his body, Yu Liang said to him calmly: "I just saved you face, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant."

"Since you value Yitian Sword so much, then well, Yitian Sword will stay in Wudang from now on!"

Seeing Master Miejie staring at him fiercely, Yu Liang said coldly: "What, don't you accept it?"

Master Miejie was so blocked by Yu Liang that his face turned livid for a moment, and he could neither speak nor speak.

If you don't speak, the Yitian Sword will be gone, and the Emei Sect will lose face.

Talk, but you can't beat Yu Liang!

When she was in a dilemma, Zhang Sanfeng said: "The Yitian Sword will stay in Wudang for ten years. After ten years, you can send your disciples to come and get it."

After hearing these words, Master Miejie felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then returned to the Emei Sect team with the support of two disciples.

Yu Liang turned his head again and looked at the people from various martial arts sects.

"Is there anyone else willing to teach me?"

I glanced around, but no one answered.

Then Yu Liang said with a smile: "In that case, let's end today's farce."

"If you are willing to stay and celebrate your master's birthday, we in the Wudang Sect will welcome you. If there are still matters that need to be dealt with urgently, then just leave."

Seeing that everyone was still motionless, Yu Liang waved the sword in his hand, forming a three-foot sword mark on the ground.

He asked them coldly: "Why, does anyone still want to learn about the sword in my hand?"

"Master Zhang, I'll take my leave first!"

After bowing to Zhang Sanfeng, each sect descended the mountain one after another.

The matter ended successfully, and everyone in the Wu-Tang Clan had smiles on their faces.

"father!"

At this moment, a child's cry suddenly came from the distance.

When Zhang Cuishan heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted anxiously in the direction of the sound: "Wuji!"

Everyone looked up and saw two Mongolian soldiers holding a little boy at the edge.

Zhang Wuji!

Yu Liang had a thought and was about to step forward when he saw a phantom flashing quickly over his head.

Come on, this Sanfeng is too fast!

Not only was Yu Liang's head shaken, but even the two elders Xuan Ming who held Zhang Wuji hostage were shocked.

Before they could react, Zhang Sanfeng had already arrived in front of them, swept Zhang Wuji away from their hands like a phantom, and then struck out with a palm.

The two elders, Xuan Ming and others, hurriedly attacked together to meet him.

Bang ~

In an instant, the two people were blown away.

"Let's go!"

Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away immediately.

Zhang Sanfeng did not chase him, but checked the condition of Zhang Wuji in his arms.

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