The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 25 Three Swords
How could it be possible to have such martial arts? !

Mr. Jin, Yue Qing and the others couldn't help gasping as they looked at the Vajra Sect master lying on the ground with deformed palms.

The strength of the Vajra Finger has only been revealed just now, even Mr. Jin's Benlei Palm, which he practiced hard for decades, is not the opponent's finger-pointing enemy!
And it was just that young man's soft and feeble palm that shattered the opponent's two powerful vajra fingers that were strong enough to penetrate gold and jade. What kind of kung fu did he use, and who was he? !
As if seeing everyone's doubts, Li Li smiled and said: "Although the vajra finger strength of the Shaolin lineage is extraordinary, but he has not yet mastered it. Under the palm of my Wudang, he will naturally suffer a little loss."

Wudang cotton palm!

As soon as these four words came out, everyone present was shocked again!
Zhang Sanfeng has dominated the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, who in the martial arts world doesn't know, who doesn't know?

The Wudang created by him not only competes with the thousand-year-old sect of Shaolin Temple, but also faintly overshadows it. Even if these people are far outside the pass, they are also like thunder to the Wudang sect!
"It turned out to be a Wudang stunt!"

Mr. Jin nodded and praised: "Wudang Master Zhang is a scholar of heaven and man, Mr. Mo is so young, no wonder he has such skill!"

"People from Wudang?"

A slightly surprised voice came from outside the door, and everyone looked up, but saw that more than ten riders in the distance had all dismounted, and at this time they had arrived in front of the temple gate.

The leader is a bald monk with a strong aura, wearing a monk's robe, with a strong evil spirit, he is better than the big man who just defeated Mr. Jin!

The monk said coldly: "When did the Daxing Company get involved with the Central Plains Wudang faction?"

"The blood slaughtered just..." Old Mr. Jin stood up abruptly, his voice full of panic.

Hearing this name, Yue Qing and the others were all taken aback. Just seeing Hope's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley!

Xuetu Gangxiang, one of the most prestigious masters of the Vajra Sect, was once fought by a top-notch swordsman, and was brutally tortured to death by his vajra fingers to shatter the steel knife and break his limbs. The lives of his subordinates are more than a hundred, they are not opponents at all!

"Little baby, because of Wudang's reputation, I will let you do three tricks. After three tricks, I will crush all the bones in your body, so that you will know what will happen if you fight against my Vajra Sect!" Gang Xiang said coldly .

The self-confidence and murderous intent in his words rushed towards his face, and everyone present became more and more frightened.

After all, this person has been famous for a long time, and his ruthless methods are famous in the northwest. Although this Wudang disciple has extraordinary martial arts, but he is still young, how can he be his opponent? !

Before the battle, let people go first, this prime minister knows the mystery of the confrontation between qi and machine...

A master, if he is not confident enough in himself, even if he is very good at martial arts, he may not be able to display five points.

An ordinary person might be overwhelmed by the words of the Prime Minister, but who is Mo Li? On Wudang Mountain, he defeated two young talents who are the heads of the world's great sects one after another. That is, the news of the northwest frontier is blocked. Otherwise, this record will spread. I'm afraid that the one who is afraid now is Gang Xiang!
Li Li put away his smile, his face became indifferent.

Isn't it just talking about disturbing the opponent's mentality, who wouldn't talk trash? !

Holding the hilt of his sword, he said in a calm tone, "If I can't kill you within three strikes, I will be considered a loser."

This is too arrogant!

Hearing these words, Prime Minister Gang, Mr. Jin, Yue Qing and everyone else had this thought in their minds!

Even if you are a disciple of Wudang, you have been trained by that Daoist Zhang himself, and your martial arts are extraordinary, but you have been famous for many years, and your achievements are outstanding. You have killed even a first-class master. !Even if Zhang Sanfeng came in person, he might not dare to say such big words!
Gang Xiang sneered, anger welled up in his heart, he just wished he could smash the kid in front of him with one punch!
However, just as his mind was stirring, Li Li drew out his sword.

This sword is unremarkable, the light of the sword is dim, weak and weak, just like an old man struggling to swing the sword, even an ordinary person may not be able to kill it.

"This……"

Badao Yueqing, Mr. Jin and others all had strange expressions on their faces. If they hadn't seen Li Li's martial arts before, they would never have believed that such a sword would appear on such a martial arts master !
"Pretend to be a ghost."

Prime Minister just gave a disdainful smile, raised his palm and struck at Mo Li's long sword. His vajra finger strength has been trained to a very high level, breaking a long sword is just a trivial matter, and it is this ordinary sword What follow-up killing move is contained, the sword is broken, so naturally nothing can be used!

This palm was much stronger than that big man just now, the force of the palm brought up howling wind, which made everyone's cheeks hurt, and even breathing was difficult for a few minutes!

However, just when that palm was about to hit the sword, suddenly, the blade softened suddenly, and just bypassed the big palm, and the long sword was also a few minutes faster!
Wudang, the soft sword around the fingers!
This change happened suddenly, and with the distance between the two and the speed of the sword, it was too late for Gang Xiang to make another move!

With a pop, the Ziwu Sword's sharp blade pierced Gangxiang's throat without any fancy, and the blood gushed out immediately.

Mo Li put away his sword and stood on one side. On the black and white mottled Ziwu blade, blood gradually gathered and dripped slowly to the ground.

"you……"

Gang Xiang held his throat with both hands, his eyes were full of disbelief, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

With a thud, Gangxiang's burly body hit the ground hard, kicking up dust all over the sky.

"Unexpectedly, you can only take the next sword."

Li Li put the sword back into its sheath, and shook his head lightly, as if regretting that he had overestimated his appearance.

Mr. Jin, Yue Qing and all the people present at the scene looked at Gang Xiang, who was completely breathless on the ground, and for a while didn't know what to say.

Silence, utter silence!

It's like a dream!
The great master of the Vajra Sect who traversed the northwest, died tragically at the hands of Wudang's direct disciples with a single strike!
They originally thought that three swords were already unthinkable, but they didn't expect that Mo Li only used one sword!
This is just the beginning, a tyrannical character with a record of fighting first-class masters, he is not a cat or a dog!
Wudang disciples, are all martial arts so brilliant? !
Everyone stared at Li Li in dumbfounded, looking at the other's overly young face, they couldn't help but set off turbulent waves in their hearts!
How old is this boy? !How did he practice? !
In this silent atmosphere, there was a sudden scream, and everyone came back to their senses, only to see dozens of Vajra Sect disciples running away in all directions, all with expressions of fear on their faces!

That's right, Gang Xiang's martial arts is not even the enemy of Mo Li's sword, how can they not be frightened, how can they not flee in a hurry? !
"I can't let you run away."

Mo Li muttered to himself, picked up the bonfire with his scabbard, and immediately, countless charcoals scattered in all directions, Li Li's scabbard connected, one charcoal after another screeched in the air, towards the Vajra Sect disciples chasing after...

(End of this chapter)