Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 206

Everyone in the Mingjiao was stunned, and looked at Long Peng with a shocked look.

Yang Xiao collected himself and braced himself up, "This joke is not funny..."

"Oh...Yang Zuoshi thinks that Long is joking?"

Long Peng raised his eyebrows, and there was an intriguing smile on the corner of his lips.

"Yang Xiao, why are you still talking to him, this Long has no good intentions!!"

Zhou Dian had a violent temper, but couldn't bear the continuous provocations, so he rushed out with his big knife in hand.

Snapped--

Long Penghe stood in the distance, raised his hand and flicked out his palm, and immediately bounced his big knife back, even knocking him flying, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

"Damn... the Great Teleportation of the Universe..."

Zhou Dian was astonished, clutching his chest, struggling to stand up, but found that his knees were sore and weak, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't lift his strength, so he had to give up.

Glancing at him casually, Long Peng turned his gaze to Yang Xiao and the others who were looking at each other.

"Yang Zuoshi, will Long take the position of leader?"

"..."

Yang Xiao looked around and saw that the disciples of Mingjiao in the hall were almost dead, and those heads of righteous people, under the threat of Long Peng's previous "Life and Death Talisman", had already run away and scattered, and he sighed faintly in his heart .

But soon.

He cheered up again, raised his head and stared at Long Peng intently, and there was a blazing holy fire shining in his eyes.

"Dare to ask, where did you learn the "Great Teleportation of the Universe" I taught?"

"Is this question important?" Long Peng asked with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Naturally it matters."

Yang Xiao's expression was cold, without any emotion. The members of the Ming Cult behind him also stood up one after another, staring at Long Peng, and then heard him say:

"Someone has secretly learned my Mingjiao's miraculous skills. Even if my Mingjiao goes to Qiongbi and falls to Huangquan, I will kill that person?"

Long Pengjian frowned, feeling that the direction of the plot was somewhat different from what he thought.

He glanced back at Zhang Wuji, who was standing with all the Wudang heroes, and lamented that he really didn't have the protagonist's life, otherwise it should be because of a shock of tiger's aura, leakage of domineering aura, and the younger brother's background.

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about..."

Long Peng sighed, and the next moment he shot directly, with fierce moves.

Every punch and kick made Mingjiao and his party feel the creepy threat of death.

"father!!"

Yang Buhui could barely react, seeing his own father was spitting out blood from the beating, with tears in his eyes, he stepped forward, and wanted to go up to help.

shhhhhh...

A dozen or so divine disciples raised their hand crossbows pinned under the wide black cloak and shot at Yang Buhui and Wu Dang and others behind her.

The overwhelming green arrows shot out, and there was a faint stench in the air.

Obviously, these arrows were poisoned.

"not good!"

Zhang Wuji was shocked, and quickly pulled Yang Buhui behind him, a wave of overwhelming heat gushed out in front of him, steadily stopping the rain of arrows.

Zhang Wuji possesses the supreme magical skill——"Nine Suns Divine Art". This martial art has a strong healing ability.

With his active healing, the injury can recover faster.

That's it.

The sword stabbing him in the heart by Zhou Zhiru earlier was already half healed, but there was nothing wrong with it for the time being.

"Brother A Niu, quickly use the martial arts I told you earlier!!"

Hiding behind Zhang Wuji, Xiao Zhao, who looked shy and shy, shouted hurriedly.

Mr. Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, twisting his waist, two bursts of energy surged out of his palms, immediately twisted the countless arrows in front of him, and directed them elsewhere, feeling much more relaxed.

"Ugh……"

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, looked sideways and said, "Xiao Zhao, what kind of kung fu did you teach me just now, and why is it so powerful?"

"Brother A Niu, this is Mingjiao's "The Great Shift of the Universe", you have practiced to the first..."

Xiao Zhao opened her mouth, but before she could speak, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of her, which shocked her into a cold sweat.

"Damn girl, you have a pretty good memory, but have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"I...I...I..."

Xiao Zhao shuddered, feeling powerless in his heart.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Wuji stood next to Xiao Zhao almost without thinking, watching Long Peng vigilantly.

Long Peng frowned slightly, glanced sideways at the Wudang heroes who had drawn out their long swords, sighed lightly, felt a headache, and sighed: Human debts are not easy to exchange...

"Devil, you are going crazy!!" Mo Shenggu said sharply,
"Ha ha……"

Long Peng twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, and said in a deep voice, "Song Daxia, Yu Erxia, I teach that I admire Zhang Zhenren's virtues, so I don't want to be enemies with the Wudang faction, so I ask you two to bring the disciples back. , don’t cause trouble.”

When all the Wudang disciples heard the words, there was an indescribable emotion in their hearts.

Song Yuanqiao knew the strength of Long Peng, and he was even more aware of the strength of this side. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of what Zhang Sanfeng said to him before leaving. Luna Sect..."

After thinking for half of it just now, Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to continue thinking about it. He just felt that he was insulting his master who he revered like a father. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Let's... let's go!!"

"what?!!"

"Elder brother, what did you say?"

"Eldest brother, don't worry, we are definitely not people who fear death, at most, we will be a hero again in 18 years!"

……

The heroes of Wudang talked a lot, but Yu Lianzhou raised his head thoughtfully, looked at his elder brother, and suddenly realized.

"Okay, now that the sixth brother lost his mind and fell into a coma, our Wudang also suffered heavy casualties. It is indeed time to go down the mountain."

"Second brother, why even you..."

"Okay, fourth brother, seventh brother, let's go."

Yu Lianzhou directly interrupted Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu, nodded towards her elder brother Song Yuanqiao, and then called all the disciples down the mountain.

"My dear guest, this is..."

The "Red Dragon Envoy" Taoist Wugen came wearing a blood red suit, seeing such a scene, he couldn't help asking questions.

"Let them go."

Long Peng waved his hands, turned his eyes to Xiao Zhao, and said coldly, "Are you coming here by yourself, or shall I help you?"

Xiao Zhao was afraid in his heart, so he couldn't help shrinking back again, Zhang Wuji felt even more distressed when he saw it, stood up, and said firmly, "Xiao Zhao, don't be afraid, with me here, I won't let you be taken away .”

"Brother Aniu..."

Xiao Zhao was so touched that tears flowed down his face, his big eyes bent into small crescents.

"Worryless!"

Song Yuanqiao frowned and walked over. "We're leaving soon."

"This...uncle, but..."

"It's nothing good, but the Mingjiao people have nothing to do with my sect, so let's leave quickly!"

Song Yuanqiao didn't give Zhang Wuji a chance to explain, without saying a word, he grabbed his wrist and dragged it away.

"Uncle, if I don't go, I can't go!"

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking resolutely, he broke free from Song Yuanqiao's generous hand, and faced Long Peng again, his pair of star pupils began to shine.

"It seems that Song Daxia's words are not very useful!?" Long Peng said with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao's face darkened, he walked to Zhang Wuji's side, and began to advise, who would have thought that Zhang Wuji would be as if he had eaten a weight, and he was determined to protect Mingjiao and his party, which made Wudang heroes helpless for a while.

"It seems that we still have to do it..."

Long Peng sighed, and immediately rushed out without any hesitation. With just one move, Zhang Wuji, who was caught off guard, was sent flying. Fortunately, he was protected by the "Nine Suns Divine Art", so he only coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and nothing happened. Big problem.

"The real leather..."

Long Peng reckoned in his heart that Zhang Wuji's strength and Qiao Feng's were only on par, if there was a difference.

That is, Qiao Feng's palm strength is unparalleled, while Zhang Wuji is resistant to beating.

Correct.

Just to resist beating, in this short moment, Long Peng hit him ten palms one after another,

although.

Because Long Peng was concerned about Zhang Sanfeng, he withdrew three points of his force, but he didn't hit Zhang Wuji's vitals. With his current martial arts attainments, even a big man like Qiao Feng would still be seriously injured after receiving dozens of palms. However, Zhang Wuji Although he was alive and kicking as if nothing had happened, he became more and more courageous as he fought.

In this regard, he had to lament the magic of "Nine Suns Magic".

then.

Although Zhang Wuji also has sufferings, the practitioners of "Nine Yangs Divine Art" carry nine yangs, and the yang energy is endless, and the old yang gives birth to the young yin, and the yin and yang work together.It is indeed an amazing martial art.

However, as the saying goes, success is also Xiao He, and failure is also Xiao He.

The many miraculous abilities of "Nine Suns Divine Art" come from the endless Yang Qi.

The infinite yang qi stimulated the powerful vitality of the human body, which made him recover quickly from his injuries, his body was as strong as a cow, his strength could carry a tripod, and his energy was infinite...

can.

Human life force is limited, and Zhang Wuji has no way to supplement it, so use a little less.

Normally Zhang Wuji would be fine if he meets other masters, but now he is facing Long Peng, a half-step celestial being.

The more Zhang Wuji fought, the stronger he became, the closer he was to death.

Bang-! !

It was another "heart-destroying palm", and he was slapped and flew ten feet away, but after a while, he rushed out of a pile of ruins again, just like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death.

"This kid is really desperate..."

Long Peng frowned lightly. Facing this young man who did not give up after turning into a blood man, he felt a little tricky for a while, and at the same time, he couldn't bear it.

There are not many good people in this world, and Long Peng doesn't want to lose one more.

and so……

"Boy, are you really desperate?"

Long Peng moved his palms together and blocked Zhang Wuji's 36 punches one after another. Immediately, his whole body suddenly exploded, and wisps of suction force gushed out from all directions.

Zhang Wuji was shocked, and just wanted to back away, but for some reason, his hands were bound by the dragon pendant, and he stepped on the ground with his foot, making it difficult to move.

usually.

The bright and spacious Da Guangming Hall seemed to be gathering dark clouds at this moment, and the cold wind was blowing from all directions, and the group of heroes in the cold hall kept shivering.

Located next to the throne of the leader, the sacred flame of the Ming religion that had not been extinguished for hundreds of years was extinguished at this moment.

The Great Light Hall immediately became dark.

Long Peng stands tall and tall, with a blood-colored vertical pupil faintly visible between his eyebrows. The 720 acupuncture points in his body are overflowing with true energy, forming a suffocating field.

Gu Shi, a group of divine disciples, knelt down half-kneeling in reverence and awe. Their gazes towards Long Peng were already stained with lingering reverence and fanaticism, and they waved their flags and shouted frantically.

A louder shout echoed throughout the Great Bright Palace, and spread outside, piercing the sky.

Zhang Wuji's feeling was the most intuitive. Goosebumps appeared all over his body, his chest heaved violently like a bellows, he couldn't breathe, and he was sweating profusely.

"Boy, do you still want to fight?"

Long Peng was expressionless, staring at him with a pair of cold eyes.

"Hit...I...I want to...I"

Zhang Wuji wanted to speak, but because of being stepped on by the dragon peng, he couldn't speak a complete sentence, he was really aggrieved.

"Ha ha……"

Long Peng smiled, raised his hand, and saw that Zhou Zhiruo, who was dressed in white and snow-covered, was beautiful, but bound by five flowers, was captured by a big hand dyed with light red qi. Her white and slender swan neck was also captured. It landed on a cold palm and pinched it.

Long Peng smiled and said, "What about now? Are you still fighting?"

"you……"

Zhang Wuji was furious, struggling with all his strength, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's eyes filled with tears, his anger came from his heart, his energy came from his waist, and an incomparably hot Chiyang Qi gushed out from his arms, almost burning Long Peng's arms.

"This brat, the acupoints are flushed quite fast..."

Long Peng frowned, he really didn't want to get entangled with Zhang Wuji any longer, exerted a little force with his left hand, and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help crying out in pain, "Ah—" Seeing Zhang Wuji, he was burning with anxiety.

"Zhang Wuji, if you don't leave, don't blame Long... for killing."

"You are shameless! If you have the ability to let go of Zhiruo, we will continue."

"Yes, I'm shameless. But there's no need to continue. I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll beat you to death."

Long Peng nodded, his expression was very calm, without any waves, as if he wasn't the one who was being scolded, and at the same time, he increased his strength with his left hand, Zhou Zhiruo began to have difficulty breathing, and his face turned purple.

"Don't... don't hurt Zhiruo..."

Zhang Wuji panicked immediately, he had never met a character like Long Peng, his martial arts and scheming were overwhelming him, and he suddenly felt helpless.

"Get out or not?"

"I…"

Zhang Wuji was indecisive and indecisive, he was always uncertain, Long Peng was also a little annoyed at this moment.

Lao Zhang's face is to be given, but this is not the way to give.

"Three counts, if you don't get out, I'll start killing people."

After finishing speaking, Long Peng didn't give Zhang Wuji time to think at all, he had already started counting down, and three beeps fell quickly.

"do not want!"

Zhang Wuji yelled, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Zhiruo, but unexpectedly the person who died was Yu Jizi of the Taishan School. He was a little stunned, and before he could react, Long Peng started counting down again, and saw a monk of the Shaolin School die unexpectedly.

At this time, the complexions of everyone present changed, and they shouted for Zhang Wuji to leave quickly, and some even began to curse.

Zhang Wuji was a little hard to accept for a while, it was obvious that he was not the one who killed people, but he was still saving people, so why did he suffer verbal criticism.

It's just that before he could think about it, three more lives disappeared like nothing.

"enough!"

After all, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it any longer, he let out a yell, and took a deep look at Zhou Zhiruo, his lips and teeth moved slightly, as if he said something, but didn't seem to say anything, he followed the Wudang faction with his red eyes and left.

"The trouble is finally gone..."

Long Peng smiled, his expression relaxed, and he glanced sideways at Zhou Zhiruo who was sitting slumped on the ground, and said with a smile, "Miss Zhou, you are more useful than I imagined..."

Zhou Zhiruo's face turned pale, and she hugged her knees tightly, not daring to speak.

"Hahaha……"

Long Peng laughed loudly for a while, and then began to deal with Mingjiao affairs.

(End of this chapter)