Mixed martial arts: My daughter came down the mountain and boasted that I was a peerless master

Countless silver needles flew out, making Mr. Xuan Ming cautious.

They didn't care, they were afraid that the silver needle would accidentally hurt Zhao Min.

If they failed to protect Zhao Min, the two of them didn't know how much money they would lose.

They are not afraid of punishment from King Ruyang.

The relationship between the two elders Xuan Ming and King Ruyang is a cooperative relationship.

That is to say, King Ruyang provided the money, and the two elders Xuanming used the money to do things.

If things don't go well, money will be lost.

With the strength of the two of them, even if King Ruyang wants to pursue them, there is nothing he can do against them.

The silver needle came quickly, and the other men around Zhao Min first surrounded Zhao Min to protect Zhao Min's safety.

Then, the two elders Xuan Ming retreated to this side, and they used their palms to slap the silver needle.

The palm that the two of them took together was a long stretch of white mist.

Wherever the white mist passed, a layer of frost formed.

"Sister Dongfang, be careful!"

"This is the Xuanming Divine Palm of the two of them!"

"Once hit, you will be poisoned by cold poison!"

Wang Yuyan reminded.

"it is good!"

Dongfang Bubai nodded.

With a wave of the sleeve cannon, the white mist that hit him instantly disappeared without a trace.

The two elders Xuan Ming: "!!!"

"how come!"

The disappearing white mist shocked the two men, Xuanming and Ming.

Even masters at the Grand Master level would not dare to accept their Xuanming Divine Palm easily.

Why was he picked up so easily when he arrived at the woman in red?

"Give it back to you!"

Dongfang Bubai's sleeves swayed again, and the white mist that had disappeared flew out again.

Moreover, this white mist went straight towards Xuan Ming and the two elders.

"Oops!"

"not good!"

Luzhangke and Hebiweng were shocked. Without thinking, they grabbed Zhao Min who was behind them and hid aside.

Zhao Min's men had no one to protect them.

As soon as the white mist came, they were blown away.

After breaking several trees one after another, it stopped.

"so cold!"

"I am cold!"

"I can't stand it anymore! Kill me!"

The men who fell to the ground were rolling on the ground, making trembling sounds from their mouths.

He Bi Weng thought they were noisy and slapped those people again.

The men who had been roaring just now all shut their mouths in an instant.

"Did you kill them?"

Zhao Min frowned and said a little unhappy.

Hebiweng said in a deep voice:

"Even if I don't kill them, they won't have to live."

"Kill them, they should thank me for helping them get out early!"

There was no trace of shame on Hebiweng's face.

Zhao Min moved his mouth to say something, but in the end he held it back.

What Hebiweng said is indeed correct.

If you are hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm, you can only wait for death.

Even Xuanming and his elders couldn't break the Xuanming Divine Palm.

All we can say is that we rely on the treasures of nature and earth to survive.

If you don't have the treasures of heaven and earth, you can only endure the torture and wait for death.

Luzhangke looked at Dongfang Bubai and asked uncertainly:
"Your Excellency should be Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, right?"

"Oh? Do you recognize me?"

Dongfang Bubai asked rhetorically.

To say that Luzhangke and Hebiweng were from the Ming Dynasty, it was normal for them to recognize themselves.

But these two people are from the Mongolian Dynasty, and Dongfang Bubai thinks that his reputation is not so prominent that even the Mongolian Dynasty knows about him.

Luzhangke said:

"This is my first time meeting the Eastern Cult Leader."

"Just looking at the Dongfang Cult Master's action just now and the big red robe on his body, I thought that Tianji Tower had introduced such a person before."

Dongfang Bubai didn't take Luzhangke's words.

Luzhangke must have some meaning when he said this.

But Abi, who was behind Dongfang Bubai, said:

"Look, I just said that I should make Sister Dongfang a dress in another color!"

"She wears this red robe. Anyone who has heard of her knows the identity of Sister Dongfang."

Hearing this, A'Zhu smiled and said:
"Your Dongfang sister likes red and tight, so why would she be willing to wear clothes of other colors?"

The two men's murmurs did not escape Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai said speechlessly:
"Abi, when you're done, make me something in another color!"

"it is good!"

Abi responded crisply.

After listening to their chat, Luzhangke spoke again:

"Master Dongfang, you and I are all here for money!"

"You just need to hand over the emperor of the Ming Dynasty to us. When I go back, I will explain it to King Ruyang and ask him to reward you with gold, silver and jewels. What do you think?"

Dongfang Bubai was stunned for a moment.

"Me? For money?"

Dongfang Bubai seemed to have heard some joke.

"What money am I doing for!"

"Don't compare me to you!"

Lu Zhangke pointed at Zhu Houzhao in confusion and asked:

"Aren't you protecting him for money?"

Dongfang Bubai smiled and said:

"I'm sorry, I really don't do it for money."

Luzhangke: "???"

Hebiweng: "???"

Luzhangke said angrily:
"If it's not for money, then why are you selling your life?"

Dongfang Invincible: "..."

The girls of Yaoyue: "..."

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

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the other side.

Looking for Ye Ling'er can be said to be a killing spree.

Four swords shuttled among the crowd.

Those Mongolian cavalry were directly cut off with a sword.

King Jinlun was very anxious when he saw this scene.

There are definitely many Mongolian cavalry.

But people like Zhang Sanfeng would kill several Mongolian cavalry every time they took action.

In just a short time, hundreds of Mongolian cavalry were lost.

If this continues, no matter how many people there are, it won’t help!

Ye Changan looked at the fallen Mongolian cavalry and felt something strange in his heart.

What a weird method?
That is the move of the Mongolian soldiers, which is very similar to the move of the Jianghu people.

Soldiers have special training.

They have not cultivated their internal strength, and all their moves rely on.

Moreover, the moves are not uniform and there are no rules and regulations.

This is what happened to the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

Mongolian soldiers are different.

Ye Changan saw them making moves, as if they were practicing some kind of martial arts.

Although he has no internal strength, the moves he can perform are like those of Lian Jiazi.

His moves were well-organized. Facing the attacks of the Ming soldiers, he knew how to block, how to reduce the force, and how to counterattack.

"It would be great if Yuyan was here."

Ye Changan murmured.

He couldn't see what kind of martial arts these Mongolian soldiers had learned.

If Wang Yuyan were here, she would definitely be recognized at a glance.

This also makes it easier for Ye Changan to understand the Mongolian soldiers better.

Just as Ye Changan was thinking, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared from behind the Mongolian army.

"master!"

"Master! We are here to save you!"

"Brother! We are here to save you!"

Leading the way were three young men.

The man on the far right is a fat man.

Bald.

He was holding a large sword that looked very heavy.

In the middle is a young man.

Wearing white clothes, he looks majestic and elegant.

The one on the far left is a tall and thin man.

The long black hair falls down on both sides.

The three men rushed out from behind, and the Mongolian cavalry and soldiers made way for them. Zhang Sanfeng, Lu Xiaofeng and others stopped and their eyes fell on these three people.

When Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu saw the man in white in the middle, they were stunned.

"Wuji!"

"my child!"

Yin Susu shouted excitedly.

"Wuji..."

The same is true for Zhang Cuishan.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng quickly asked:

"Cuishan, that young man in the middle is my disciple Zhang Wuji?"

Zhang Cuishan nodded repeatedly.

"That's right!"

"Master, I don't know why my child, who is only eight or nine years old, turned into a young man."

Although Zhang Wuji has become a young man in his twenties, his appearance has not changed much.

It can't be said that he hasn't changed, but he looks very much like Zhang Cuishan when he grows up.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but look at Ye Changan.

I saw Ye Changan staring at Zhang Wuji, sizing him up.

The voices of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were clearly heard by everyone present.

Huo Du and Daerba looked at Zhang Wuji in the middle in confusion.

Is my uncle Zhang Sanfeng's disciple?
Is he the son of Zhang Wuxia, the Seventh Son of Wudang?
The two of them had doubts in their hearts and cast a glance at Jinlun Dharma King.

Jin Lun Dharma King did not explain, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was very happy.

"who are you?"

"I grew up with my senior brother, where did my parents come from?"

"Even if I have parents, how can my parents be as young as you?"

Zhang Wuji frowned and said.

"Senior brother?! Who is your senior brother?"

Yin Susu asked.

"My senior brother is the national preceptor of the Mongolian Dynasty, King Jinlun!"

Zhang Wuji said it loudly as if he was showing off.

Yin Susu, Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Sanfeng simultaneously set their sights on Jinlun Dharma King.

"King Jinlun! What did you do to my child Wuji!"

Zhang Cuishan held a long sword in his hand, pointed at Jinlun Dharma King and shouted loudly.

"Hey! What is your Wuji child? Zhang Wuxia, didn't you hear what my junior brother said? He grew up with me, how could he be your child?"

Jinlun Dharma King said calmly.

After finishing speaking, he said to Zhang Wuji:

"Junior brother, Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty are at war now. You must not be deceived by these cunning people!"

"They just couldn't beat us and deliberately pretended to be our relatives and friends to win our sympathy so that we could spare their lives."

Zhang Wuji nodded seriously.

"Wuji listen to senior brother!"

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu felt even more uncomfortable when they saw this.

Zhang Wuji ignored them, looked at Ye Changan who was standing next to Jinlun Dharma King, and said loudly:
"Let my senior brother go!"

Ye Changan: "..."

From Zhang Wuji's speech, Ye Changan was certain that the "junior brother" of King Jinlun in front of him was Zhang Wuji.

He talks like a child.

"Why should I let go?"

Ye Changan asked with a smile.

"If you don't let go, then I won't be polite!"

Zhang Wuji moved his fists.

Ye Changan was too lazy to deal with such a child and said to his daughter:

"Ling'er, I'll leave him to you!"

Ye Ling'er was delighted when she heard this.

Finally I can have a good fight!

Those cavalrymen before were meaningless to kill!

too weak!
There is absolutely no chance to make more moves.

"okay!"

The little guy responded happily and raised his hands, ready to fight.

Zhang Sanfeng coughed lightly and reminded:
"Ling'er, be gentle!"

"This is your grandfather and my disciple, don't beat him to death!"

The little guy responded obediently:

"Know it!"

Zhang Wuji listened to the conversation between the two of them and said unhappily:
"What do you mean?"

"Let a little girl fight with me?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

The little guy's hands and feet are already itchy.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhang Wuji, he said angrily:
"Stop inking!"

"watch out!"

Ye Linger jumped on the spot and kicked Zhang Wuji.

The little guy also listened to Zhang Sanfeng very much.

He was afraid of beating his grandfather's disciple to death, so he didn't use all his strength.

The little guy only used 10% of his 10% strength.

Zhang Wuji sneered and said:
"You two nephews, go rescue your master first. I'll come back after I deal with this little girl!"

"it is good!"

Huodu and Dalba responded and got off their horses.

The little guy kicked out, and Zhang Wuji easily dodged it.

Then, the figure suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, he came behind Ye Ling'er.

"Little girl! Goodbye!"

Zhang Wuji said sadly.

"cut!"

Ye Linger snorted disdainfully.

He raised his foot and kicked it back, hitting Zhang Wuji's calf.

Zhang Wuji originally practiced the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of Jinlun Dharma King. Not only did he have strong internal energy, his strength was astonishing, but his own defense was also terrifyingly high.

When Ye Ling'er stepped on him, nothing happened to Zhang Wuji.

Instead, Zhang Wuji punched Ye Ling'er on the shoulder.

Zhang Wuji's Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has reached the tenth level.

In other words, his punch has the power of ten dragons and ten elephants.

A punch hit Ye Linger's shoulder, making the little guy feel some pain in his shoulder.

"hiss--"

The little guy grinned and took a breath.

"Good good!"

"I also said I would let you!"

"I won't let you go!"

The little guy is angry.

The inner power of Beiming's true energy surged wantonly.

"The Eighteenth Form of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon - Exalting the dragon has regrets!"

"Tianshan plum-breaking hand!"

"White Rainbow Palm Power!"

"Stop charging with the sword!"

"Shang Yang Sword!"

"..."

A series of martial arts skills were used by the little guy.

In less than a cup of tea, Ye Linger used more than ten kinds of martial arts.

It's fast!

People around him could only feel the majestic internal power emanating from Ye Ling'er.

Dalba and Huo Du, who were about to come to Ye Changan to ask for someone, suddenly stopped.

Their eyes were all fixed on Zhang Wuji.

"Ling'er! Take it easy!"

Zhang Sanfeng said worriedly.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu looked worried.

It's a good thing that my child is very good at martial arts, but now this child doesn't remember him at all.

Ye Changan looked at his daughter in surprise.

It seems that this girl has mastered these martial arts techniques.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have developed so many martial arts techniques in just one cup of tea.

King Jinlun opened his mouth and said:

"Junior brother! Be careful!"

"Hurry up and use the inner power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to protect your body!"

Zhang Wuji didn't respond, he had already done so.

Above his head, ten golden dragons and ten giant golden elephants have condensed.

Ten long dragons and ten giant elephants made a harsh noise.

"Yin——"

"Om-"

They are roaring!

They are roaring! (End of chapter)