Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 100 Fighting for Treasure in the Heart of the Lake
Yi Changxiao realized that something was wrong, so he quickly performed the divine art of moving the universe, transferring the inner strength of Xuanming God's palm to his feet, but part of the cold poison had already invaded the meridians, making it difficult for Yi Changxiao to fight back.

At this time, the opponent's palm strength disappeared out of thin air, and Yi Changxiao didn't have time to react. The opponent's kick was like fishing for a moon in a sea, hooking his hand holding the knife, and immediately kicked the dragon sword away.

Regardless of the hidden wound, Yi Changxiao snatched it away suddenly. In the dark night, he heard a slight sound of breaking through the air. He hurriedly waved his sleeves to block a few flying needles from the darkness.

However, taking such a slow step, the Dragon Slaying Knife had already fallen into the attacker's hands.

Seeing Taoist Baishang holding the dragon-slaying knife and laughing loudly, "We have the treasure, let's withdraw!"

"Stop them!"

The Four Great Dharma Kings followed Yi Changxiao and went up, surrounding Taoist Baishang.

Taoist Baishang sneered, "It just happened to take the heads of some of you Demon Cult leaders, and I can also go to His Majesty to claim credit for it!"

Yi Changxiao said angrily at this time: "So it's Yuan Ting's running dog! Take your life!"

Don't hold back your hands at the moment, and rush forward.

There was another shriek of laughter in the darkness, accompanied by the ejection of several flying needles.

The King of Hercules was the first to rush forward, and was also the first to be hit. He got an acupuncture point and fell to the ground.

The Dharma King of Light circulated the palm of the flame, and threw the flame in the palm to where the flying needle came from. The flame ignited the dead leaves and weeds in the bamboo forest, and a figure in a red dress flashed with a chuckle.

Yi Changxiao said: "The three of you go to intercept him, be careful of his hidden weapons."

The three Dharma kings immediately rushed to the bamboo forest, and Yi Changxiao caught up with Taoist Baishang and fought against him again.

Taoist Baishang was not good at swordsmanship, so he pushed the dragon-slaying knife and nailed it into the trunk of the big tree next to it until it reached the handle.

Then he turned around and fought with Yi Changxiao. Yi Changxiao was afraid that the opponent's Xuanming God Palm was powerful, but he used the Great Teleportation of the Universe to defend and counterattack.

He has trained the Heaven and Earth Movement to the fourth floor, and only the eighth-generation Zhongjiao master has trained to the fifth floor. However, he lost his temper and died on the day he succeeded.

Therefore, being able to practice to the fourth floor is already the limit of the ability of the past lords, which is quite remarkable.

Daoist Baishang didn't know the secret of the great teleportation of the universe, and seeing that Yi Changxiao was more than defensive and not attacking, he used the palm of Xuanming God to attack frantically with cold poisonous true energy one after another.

Yi Changxiao just stood where he was, and stretched out his palm to catch it.

After connecting the seven palms, his face turned from red to blue, and he said coldly, "It's my turn!"

Speaking of combining palms, launch!

A violent and extremely cold true energy suddenly exploded like a mountain torrent and smashed towards the Taoist Baishang. The Taoist Baishang opened his eyes wide, screamed strangely, and tried his best to block it and fly back!

Yi Changxiao's palm absorbed the power of Taoist Baishang's seven palms, combined them into one, and then treated him in his own way!The power is naturally abundant!

If it wasn't for Yi Changxiao's own lack of internal strength, the process of absorbing the palm strength of the Hundred Damaged Taoist was wasted, and only half of the strength of each palm was truly integrated, otherwise the power would have doubled.

Daoist Baishang suddenly received half of the combined power of his seven palms. Of course, he was caught off guard and backed away again and again, getting out of the way of the dragon-slaying knife.

Then Houyi Changxiao suddenly took a step forward to pull out the dragon-slaying knife. Suddenly, his meridians were in severe pain, and patches of frost formed on his body surface.

Daoist Baishang panted heavily and said with a laugh: "Pimpedao's palm strength is so easy to bear. Master Yi, your internal strength is only comparable to mine. If you connect my seven palms, do you really think you can digest them all?"

Yi Changxiao turned his head in shock, only to see that although Taoist Baishang was injured, he obviously still had the strength to fight, and this knife might not be easy to win.

During the stalemate between the two, a figure in a night suit suddenly rushed to him.

The two were taken aback and slapped the man at the same time.

The man was not polite, he raised his palms to meet the two of them, and felt a burst of pure Yang fiery energy burst out!

This person's inner strength was actually extremely pure, he pushed Yi Changxiao and Taoist Baishang back more than ten steps at the same time, then he held the handle of the Dragon Slaying Knife, and with just one easy pull, the Dragon Slaying Knife was pulled out.

After grabbing the knife, the man didn't turn his head back, and immediately performed his super light kung fu, jumping onto a wooden boat as if he was stepping on the void, and was about to leave with his oars.

It turned out that the boat was leaking, and the feet had been immersed in a deep layer.

Surprised, he jumped onto several nearby boats, and the result was the same.

As a last resort, the man could only fall back to the shore, shaking his head and sighing.

"Which friend cut through all the boats? This place is quite far from the shore. If there is no boat, I am afraid it will be difficult to swim back to the shore with a knife."

People on the small island heard that there was someone lurking in the dark, and they all looked around and searched.

At this moment, Fan Zhuoyuan dived out of the river and said, "No one can take the Dragon Slaying Saber away!"

The Hongye eunuch jumped to the side of Taoist Baishang, and several Dharma kings who had fought with him in the bamboo forest just now ran out with lingering fears. Obviously, not only did they not take advantage of it, but they also suffered a lot. Everyone was ashamed.

But they were already seriously exhausted and injured, so it was quite remarkable to be able to fight like this.

Taoist Baishang laughed loudly and said, "General Fan can do it! Since the ship has sunk, if these people don't leave, they won't be able to leave until dawn when the imperial army arrives."

Eunuch Hongye also looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with greed in his eyes.

Now that the situation is clear, the imperial court clearly has an absolute advantage.

Yi Changxiao said to the black-clothed man: "My friend, if you don't want to make a mess of the imperial court, we might as well join forces temporarily."

The man in black looked Fan Zhuoyuan up and down, stuck the Dragon Slaying Knife on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to take the knife, fight it!"

Of course, Fan Zhuoyuan guessed that the other party must be Zhang Sanfeng, but he was surprised that Guo Xiang was not there.

He took the knife to give it to Guo Xiang, and then to complete the third task.

The reason why Zhang Sanfeng didn't let Zhang Sanfeng take it away directly was because he was worried that if the other party left and handed the Dragon Slaying Saber to Guo Xiang, then he would not know whether his mission was successfully completed.

Thinking of this, Fan Zhuoyuan rushed forward without hesitation.

Zhang Sanfeng took an empty step, pressing down with one palm and leading forward with the other, which is a typical opening gesture of cotton palm martial arts. It seems that he knows Fan Zhuoyuan's boxing method is strong and violent, and intends to use softness to control rigidity.

Fan Zhuo came out of the gate like a fierce tiger, stepped forward and stabbed with his front hand one after another, in one breath, he stabbed eighteen punches in a row, seven of them were with solid strength, and eleven punches were with weak strength.

Zhang Sanfeng patted the face of the fist lightly with his leading hand, and in this breath, he completely caught up with the speed of Fan Zhuoyuan's punches, but he only slapped seven palms, which happened to be on top of the seven powerful fists, and the pulling and deflection would not be affected by it. Injury, but he didn't even look at the eleven punches.

Fan Zhuoyuan was startled, this probing blow showed that Zhang Sanfeng was indeed the one with the highest level of martial arts he had ever met.

This does not refer to cultivation, but a state of intuition that combines vision, experience, aptitude, confidence and many other aspects. If you want to describe it, it can be called understanding.

When Wu learned this state, most of the time, his reaction was not by brain thinking, but by the instinct of the body.

A warrior in this state, even if he loses consciousness for a short time, his own body can also rely on the perception of danger to develop a fighting instinct. The enemy's opening.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes even had a see-through smile, as if reminding Fan Zhuoyuan to use all his strength and not make unnecessary temptations like a child.

(End of this chapter)