Chapter 200: Withdraw first and then talk

"The old Taoist has lived to this day, a full hundred years old."

"There are many people who have threatened me."

"But... you were the first person who threatened Lao Dao when I was a hundred years old."

Zhang Sanfeng said coldly.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng jumped up on the spot and slapped Tian Boguang who was standing over there with his palms.

Tian Boguang's figure moved and he went straight towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Tian Boguang's figure is still elusive and indistinguishable.

Just when everyone was looking for Tian Boguang's figure, a shadow fell from the sky.

"Bam—"

Everyone looked and saw Zhang Sanfeng slowly falling from the air with one hand behind his back.

On the other hand, Tian Boguang fell from the sky and was lying on the ground, his body twitching inexplicably.

"cold!"

"It's so cold!"

"It's so cold!"

Tian Boguang hugged his body tightly with his hands and kept mumbling.

Zhang Sanfeng said with a look of disgust:

"You actually used such evil means as the Western Divine Weapons!"

People in the Jianghu who didn't know why were all confused when they heard this.

The magical weaponry of the Western Regions?

What kind of martial arts technique is this?

Why is Master Zhang so disgusted?

Song Yuanqiao and others were also puzzled and stepped forward and asked:

"Master, what kind of martial arts technique is this magical weaponry from the Western Regions?"

Zhang Sanfeng stared at Tian Boguang on the ground and said:

"The so-called magical weaponry of the Western Regions is to take the corpse of a dead person and use special techniques to resurrect the corpse like a normal person."

Song Yuanqiao and others, as well as the Jianghu people present, couldn't help but take a breath of air when they heard this.

"What a poisonous technique!"

"Resurrecting a corpse...doesn't that mean immortality?"

"It makes sense! But it makes me feel very unhappy to be controlled by others all the time!"

"What's the matter! As long as I can live forever!"

Everyone was talking a lot, some were scornful of the magical weaponry of the Western Regions, and some were a little attracted to this magical art.

Song Yuanqiao asked doubtfully:

"Master, with such a technique, isn't it equivalent to a person dying and coming back to life?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

"It looks like a person is resurrected from the dead, but in fact it is still a corpse, and every time it needs special things to maintain life."

Zhang Sanfeng had been exposed to it before, but in his impression, the magical weapons of the Western Regions were not so powerful.

"It looks like immortality, but in fact it is painful..."

Zhang Sanfeng stared at Tian Boguang on the ground and sighed.

People have suffered enough in life, but they can't have peace even in death. What's the point?

Zhang Sanfeng, who lived to be a hundred years old, took the word "immortality" very lightly.

Zhang Sanfeng thinks differently from many people.

Most people want to live forever and feel that living is the most meaningful thing.

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't think so.

He feels that it is enough for a person to live for a certain period of time.

There is nothing that cannot be let go, and there is nothing that cannot be given up.

Life is nothing but a separation.

Zhang Sanfeng believed that he had experienced everything he should have experienced and had everything he should have.

Zhang Sanfeng has no fear of death.

While Tian Boguang was struggling on the ground, Murong Fu and the others on the roof seemed not to notice and stood motionless.

Ye Ling'er asked doubtfully:

"Why didn't he spontaneously combust?"

When the little guy thought about the woods, Yang Shiqi spontaneously combusted.

"Maybe the person who controls him hasn't lost control of him yet."

Yao Yue guessed.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the six people on the roof of the Taoist temple.

"Don't even think about leaving today!"

Zhang Sanfeng jumped up and rushed towards Murong Fu and others on the roof.

Seeing this, Xu Zhu hurriedly shouted:

"Zhenzhen Zhang, show mercy!"

Zhang Sanfeng ignored Xu Zhu and drew a Tai Chi shape in the air with his palms while facing Murong Fu and others who were coming towards him.

Murong Fu was the first to come to Zhang Sanfeng, with the long sword in his hand piercing Zhang Sanfeng's front.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to grab Murong Fu's sword.

His hands changed, and Murong Fu's long sword was crumpled into a lump by Zhang Sanfeng.

"Oh shit!"

"Today is my [-]th birthday, and my granddaughter is here too. I didn't want to break the rules, curse and fight!"

"You guys have to force me to take action!"

Zhang Sanfeng said, angrily throwing the sword in his hand to the ground.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Sanfeng in surprise.

I don’t know whether Murong Fu was surprised that his sword was crushed into an iron lump by Zhang Sanfeng.

I am still surprised that Zhang Sanfeng, who is rumored to be a highly respected and upright person, is so foul-mouthed.

When Murong Fu was stunned, Zhang Sanfeng punched Murong Fu in the chest.

Murong Fu didn't take any precautions and flew straight away.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care what happened to Murong Fu next. When he saw Xuanci was the one closest to him, he greeted him with both fists.

"Zhenzhen Zhang! Stop!"

Xu Zhu shouted urgently.

But Zhang Sanfeng's fist was already very close to Xuanci.

Xu Zhu didn't have time to think too much, the internal force of Yi Jin Jing in his body was running, and he slapped Zhang Sanfeng with a palm from the air.

This palm of his is the Shaolin Seventy-Two Special Skills, the Powerful Vajra Palm.

Coupled with Xu Zhu's Yi Jin Jing internal strength, the power exerted by the powerful Vajra Palm among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts can be seen to be very extraordinary.

The strong internal force made many people feel the danger. “Master, be careful!”

"Master Zhang, be careful!"

"Abbot Xu Zhu, you actually made a sneak attack!"

"grandfather!"

"Old man Zhang! Be careful!"

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but worry about Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng's back was facing Xu Zhu at this moment, Xu Zhu suddenly slapped a palm, which was a sneak attack on Zhang Sanfeng.

"Bastard!"

Ye Ling'er, who was in Li Qiushui's arms, quickly ran over with a slight step.

"Yan—"

The deafening roar of the dragon made those who heard it feel numb.

A giant dragon formed by condensing internal energy rushed towards Xu Zhu.

"A proud dragon has regrets! This girl Ling'er is much more skilled in the use of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms than we thought!"

Qiao Feng said to Hong Qigong.

"Yes, this girl Ling'er deserves to be Ye Xiaoyou's daughter! We can't compare to this amazing talent!"

Hong Qigong said with emotion.

Zhang Sanfeng's palm had already hit Xuanci's chest.

Xuanci did not fly out like Murong Fu did. Instead, he turned around in the air and landed on the ground.

Then, Zhang Sanfeng gave Ye Erniang and others one palm each.

Xu Zhu's powerful Vajra Palm was destroyed by Ye Ling'er's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

"It's you again!"

Xu Zhu pointed at Ye Linger and said.

"Hmph! What's wrong with me?"

Ye Ling'er asked with her little hands on her hips.

"Last time you caused trouble in my Northern Song Dynasty Shaolin, I haven't settled the score with you yet! Since you came here to die this time, I won't be polite!"

Xu Zhu glanced at Xuanci and Ye Erniang.

After seeing that Xuanci and Ye Erniang were fine, Xu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Xu Zhu did not dare to completely let go of his worries.

Zhang Sanfeng's strength is not something others can boast about.

Even if Xuanci and others join forces, they may not be able to defeat Zhang Sanfeng.

"So what if you're welcome? Let's have a fight!"

As soon as Ye Ling'er finished speaking, the dagger and dark iron epee flew out of the sack.

Holding the dagger in his right hand and the dark iron heavy sword in his left hand, he stepped forward and stabbed Xu Zhu.

"Good come!"

Xu Zhu greeted him.

He didn't use any weapons, it was all Shaolin Kung Fu.

With the blessing of Yi Jin Jing, Xu Zhu learned all the seventy-two Shaolin skills in a short period of time.

In the history of Shaolin, apart from the first abbot of Shaolin who has learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, only Xu Zhuquan has learned it.

"Shall we go up and help Ling'er?"

A'Zhu looked worriedly at Ye Ling'er who was fighting with Xu Zhu, and said to Huang Rong and the girls.

In the manor, with Ye Changan's training, A'Zhu and others also made rapid progress.

Except for A'Zhu and Wang Yuyan, who had no martial arts skills at the beginning and were at the innate level, Huang Rong, Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu were all at the master level.

Among them, the most powerful one in martial arts is Li Mochou.

Li Mochou has now reached the middle stage of Grand Master.

The one who has learned the most martial arts skills is Xiao Longnu.

Xiao Longnu may be very talented. She has learned all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Dugu Swords, Lingbo Weibu, Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts, etc.

"No! Let's wait!"

Li Mochou stopped A'Zhu.

"Sister Mochou is right, let's not be anxious and wait any longer!"

Huang Rong agreed.

"Why?"

A'Zhu asked in confusion.

Just now, I was obviously worried that something would happen to the little girl, so why are I not worried at all now?

Dongfang Bubai glanced at Huang Rong and said with a smile:

"You don't want Ling'er to play with it, right?"

Huang Rong and the other girls smiled but did not reply.

That's exactly what they thought.

Didn't you see that girl Ling'er was so anxious that she was about to cry?

If he really kept that girl restrained, she would really cry in front of everyone.

It's okay to cry, but it's hard to coax her.

When this little girl starts to cry, her pitiful look makes people feel so sad.

Therefore, Huang Rong and the other girls deliberately let the little guy play for a while.

None of the Jianghu people present knew what to do.

Due to the sudden situation, I don't know whether I should continue to stay here or leave first.

Kong Wen glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, who was entangled with Xuan Ci and Murong Fu, and whispered to Kong Jian:

"Brother, let's go first."

Sora Mi nodded.

Zhang Sanfeng even used foul language, which shows that Zhang Sanfeng has become the "crazy Zhang San" before.

If you really want to stay here and wait for Zhang Sanfeng to deal with those people, wouldn't he be the next to attack them?

Kong heard that a group of people from Ming Shaolin left here in a hurry.

The largest gang, Shaolin, who came here to celebrate their birthdays, has left, and naturally many small sects will not stay here.

While Zhang Sanfeng was still fighting with others, he hurriedly walked out.

When Hong Qigong and others saw those people leaving, they didn't pay attention to them and continued to watch Ye Linger and Xu Zhu fight.

"Master, many sects have left."

Yu Lianzhou approached Song Yuanqiao and whispered.

"Let them go. If they stay here, they are forcing the fifth brother. It's better to let them all leave."

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand carelessly.

(End of this chapter)

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