The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

When Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were fighting against the major sects alone, Zhang Wuji, although extremely nervous, stood behind the crowd sensibly and watched silently as his parents fought against those who seemed to be doing evil things.

Seeing Zhang Cuishan showing off his might and defeating Kong Zhi, Zhang Wuji spent a lot of effort not to cheer.

As a result, the battlefield changed rapidly. One moment, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu suppressed the major leaders, unable to breathe. The next moment, the Yitian Sword shined brightly, and Zhang Cuishan and the two were about to be killed.

Before Zhang Wuji could scream in surprise, he saw that Song Xing had already taken action to stop Yitian Sword.

What happened next was too fast. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were in a strange coma, which made Taishizu angry. He used his great power to repel all the troublemakers in front of Zixiao Palace with one move.

Just when Zhang Wuji was worried about his parents, he suddenly felt darkness in front of his eyes. When he looked up, he saw a man wearing a fur coat and a fur hat with a disdainful appearance approaching him, and he opened his big hands to grab him.

Full of malice rushed towards him, Zhang Wuji wanted to hide, but found that the person opposite was moving so fast that it even surpassed his thinking, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Dare the villain!"

The frightened and angry sounds of several uncles and uncles could be heard in my ears, but looking at the distance, it was too late to prevent Zhang Wuji from falling into the hands of that person.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others were shocked and angry. They never imagined that on an occasion like today, someone would attack a ten-year-old child without regard for face.

Looking at the quick speed of the leather hat man's attacks, it is clear that he is another top-notch player whose skills are not inferior to Kong Wen's.

The timing of the visitor's choice was too coincidental. Zhang Sanfeng was entangled by the Yitian Sword. The Seven Heroes of Wudang and everyone present were attracted by the bright light erupting from the Yitian Sword. He spotted the opportunity and decided that no one could save Zhang Wuji, so they took action decisively.

Just when the man's fingers were about to touch Zhang Wuji, the man in the leather hat felt a powerful force coming from his fingertips, knocking him away.

But a golden light suddenly appeared from Zhang Wuji's body, and the man in the leather hat was shot away.

"What power is this!"

The man in the leather hat was frightened. He mustered up his inner strength and was about to capture Zhang Wuji again, but he felt a punch coming from his side.

Frightened, he turned around and saw Song Xing, who was standing next to Zhang Sanfeng, appearing next to Zhang Wuji as if he had no idea and punched him away.

"you……"

The man in the leather hat was very surprised. When Song Xing took action just now, he didn't notice any clues.

Just as Song Xing stood still, he suddenly felt a silent palm blow coming from the left and right. Without any warning in advance, he just shot out a palm with his backhand, facing a skinny palm.

Amidst the loud noise, a strange figure turned somersaults and fell out with a scream.

The man in the leather hat rushed forward, helped the figure up, and looked at Song Xing warily.

And Song Xing also felt a bone-chilling internal force, starting from his right palm and quickly spreading towards his arm, freezing his flesh and blood in an instant. Even the internal force of Hunyuan Gong was slightly sluggish.

As his mind turned, the true energy in Song Xing's body traveled from the Dantian to the meridians, instantly erasing the cold air that could freeze a person to death.

The appearance of the two people standing opposite Song Xing was also revealed in his eyes.

In their 50s, one of them is tall and thin, and the other is short and fat. Each holds a deer-head staff and a crane-head pen in their hands. The cunning and viciousness revealed in their two pairs of small eyes makes people feel terrified. cold.

Both of them stared at Song Xing with strange eyes, as if they wanted to see something on his face.

"Third Xuanming?" Song Xing looked at the weapons in their hands, thinking of the cold inner energy just now, and knew who was in front of him.

Presumably, the palm that attacked him just now was the most sinister Xuan Ming Divine Palm in the world.

Xuanming God's Palm is an incomparably sinister palm technique. The palm force is like overwhelming mountains and seas. An extremely cold internal force rushes over. The opponent's whole body is cold to the bone in an instant. Green five-finger palm prints appear on the recipient's body, and the cold poison enters the body. The tentacles were cold, as if touching a piece of ice, and a spot on the vest seemed to be burning with charcoal, but the surrounding area was piercingly cold, and the cold poison entered the body. When it happened, it was painful and unbearable.

When Zhang Wuji was a child, he was struck by a palm from He Bi Weng, and the cold poison spread into his internal organs. Although Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang heroes injected pure Yang internal energy to help him, and the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Qingniu tried his best to save him, he still could not drive away the cold poison, and his life was in critical condition. .It wasn't until he mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art that the poison in this palm could be eliminated.

Song Xing originally thought that Zhang Wuji's appearance in Wudang Mountain this time would have eliminated the risk of being abducted by Hebiweng. Unexpectedly, the two men actually mingled with the Jianghu people who went up the mountain, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Hebi Weng and Song Xing exchanged palms. After staggering to the ground, they saw Song Xing standing there unharmed, and he was immediately surprised when he revealed their identities as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although the two of them have profound internal skills and are the top masters in the world after Zhang Sanfeng, they are not well-known in the world because they are keen on fame and wealth and join the Ruyang Prince's Palace for promotion.

But he didn't want his identity to be revealed the first time he met Song Xingchu.

Seeing that the two men were obviously very skilled in martial arts, but they didn't care about their face at all, and attacked a ten-year-old child shamelessly. Song Xing didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, and slashed out with the Yanling Saber in his hand, intending to leave the two men behind in Wudang. Mountain.

Song Xing's sword was so fast and fierce that before the blade could reach, the stone slabs under Hebiweng and Song Xing's feet could not withstand the force of the sword and cracked into pieces.

The two of them groaned in unison and dodged quickly, barely avoiding Song Xing's attack. Then, Hebi Weng swung his crane-headed pen and stabbed Song Xing in the chest.

Amidst the jingling sound, the crane-head pen and the wild goose-feather knife collided, and sparks shot out in all directions, bursting out with dazzling sparks.

The next second, Hebi Weng felt a violent and inhuman force coming from the weapon in his hand, and the Heshou pen made of fine steel was shattered inch by inch under his horrified eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the giant blade, which was about ten feet long, struck Hebiweng hard.

There was a soft pop, and Hebiweng didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body exploded like a rotten watermelon.

Blood mixed with white substance spurted out and sprinkled on the face of Luzhangke who rushed forward.

"Senior brother!"

When Luzhangke saw Hebiweng dead, his eyes suddenly felt like they were splitting.

The two brothers studied together in the same art since they were young. From their youth to their old age, they have not been separated for a day for decades. Neither of them has a wife or children, so they can be said to be dependent on each other.

Now seeing the tragic death of Hebiweng, Deerzhangke suddenly went crazy. With a sweep of Heyu crutch in his hand, a cloud of gray mist filled the air and rolled towards Song Xingdang's chest with the fierce wind.

Song Xing sneered when he saw this, and drew out the Yanling Saber in his hand.

There was a loud clang, and the swords and sticks met. The Yanling knife in Song Xing's hand only trembled slightly. The deer stickman's wrist was numb and he could hardly hold the deer head stick in his hand. The tiger's mouth cracked, and drops of scarlet blood flowed from the wound. flow out.

"Impossible... How could he have such strong martial arts at such a young age!" Luzhangke's eyes widened unwillingly.

Their brothers lived in seclusion in the palace and secretly killed countless Jianghu people who resisted Yuan Ting. Who knew that this time they would be in trouble in Wudang Mountain.

Seeing Song Xing swinging the wild goose feather sword in his hand and about to kill him in the next moment, Luzhangke's eyes flashed with a strange black color, and his whole body suddenly turned green.

Then he didn't dodge at all, and rushed towards the Yan Ling Dao. The next second, his body expanded rapidly in the air, and then exploded.

Song Xing's expression changed slightly. Just when Luzhangke blew himself up, he felt a powerful force flashing through his body.

When the wind of the sword slashed by the Yanling Sword scattered the remains of the Luzhang Ke, his expression changed.

Luzhangke's attack before his death unexpectedly not only attacked Song Xing, but also Zhang Wuji who was behind him was within Luzhangke's attack range.

A super master who was only inferior to Zhang Sanfeng exploded with all his internal strength and that mysterious force. Although he was unable to cause harm to Song Xing, Zhang Wuji behind him suffered.

Even with the protective charm Song Xing had given him before, Zhang Wuji's protective golden light was still broken, and a green light penetrated his body, instantly rendering him unconscious.