I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 132: Battle without flowers, all swords return to their origin!

Outside the sword world.

After finding Gu Changfeng's location, it was obvious that in Wuhua's eyes, Wanwan and Shi Feixuan had lost their usefulness.

Without hesitation, he thrust two fingers at the backs of the two women.

"Magical power at the snap of a finger!"

The powerful true energy transformed into two fiery red finger rays that whizzed out at an extremely fast speed.

"careful!"

Gu Changfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he touched the ground with his toes. A green light suddenly appeared under his feet, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. All the golden light avoided where he passed.

But after all, the distance between Gu Changfeng and the two women was much greater than that between Gu Changfeng and Wuhua, and he had no time to rescue them.

Wanwan was already seriously injured and unable to resist. She could only watch the two finger beams approaching quickly.

At the critical moment, Shi Feixuan stood in front of Wanwan, her true energy burst out, and she swung out sword energy.

But the gap in strength between the two is too big.

The fiery red finger light shattered Shi Feixuan's sword energy like a rotten wood and hit her heavily.

puff!
Shi Feixuan opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but the blood seemed to contain high temperature and evaporated into gas in the air, and the whole person was knocked flying.

Wanwan gritted her teeth and wanted to catch Shi Feixuan.

But she was simply unable to resist the violent finger force. The powerful impact caused her whole body to tremble, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth again. The two of them fell to the ground together.

According to the height at that time, if he didn't use his lightness skills, he would be half-crippled if not dead if he fell!
Wuhua, however, didn't want to let the two of them go. He turned his wrist and used his finger-snapping magic again. The fiery red finger light flashed, as if it wanted to pierce the two women!
Wanwan and Shi Feixuan were so seriously injured that they couldn't muster any energy at all, and despair appeared in their eyes.

Just when the fiery red finger was about to hit the two women.

The green sword light came later but arrived first, colliding with the fiery red finger light, and then they disappeared into nothingness.

Wanwan and Shi Feixuan did not feel the pain of falling to the ground as they had imagined, but instead fell into a warm embrace.

Gu Changfeng finally arrived, hugged the two women around their waists, and slowly landed on the ground.

"I thought I'd never see you again."

Wanwan smiled and hugged Gu Changfeng's arm tightly with both hands.

When Shi Feixuan saw Gu Changfeng with his upper body naked and felt the strong masculine scent coming from him, her pretty face turned red.

But she was injured, so she didn't seem shy.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about anything as long as I'm here."

Gu Changfeng spoke softly and injected Yi Mu magic power into the two women's bodies to stabilize their injuries.

The two women's faces immediately looked much better, but the power of Shi Feixuan's finger-snapping ability had not yet completely dissipated, so she was unable to speak.

Wanwan warned in a low voice.

"This person is the strongest of the younger generation of Shaolin, Wuhua, known as one of the Seven Wonderful Monks."

"His horizontal training skills are very impressive, so you better be careful."

The Seven Wonders of the Monk Wuhua?

Gu Changfeng glanced up at the sky and saw a monk in moon-white robes and with a weird face, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Legend has it that Wuhua is only 28 years old this year, but he has already reached the late stage of grandmaster level. He is the most talented of the younger generation of Shaolin and is known as the seed of earth immortal.

His poetry, lyrics, calligraphy, painting, tea ceremony and other arts were all excellent, so he was known as the monk with seven wonders and was a famous figure in Buddhism.

Gu Changfeng knew this person's background very well.

This person is actually the son of the Japanese warrior Tianfeng Shishilang Guanyin.

It is true that he is proficient in Shaolin martial arts, but in fact his strongest skill comes from his father's Windward Sword Slash.

Wuhua is a disciple of Buddhism on the surface, but in fact he has the ambition to dominate the Central Plains martial arts world, and he has done many dirty things in secret.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Gu Changfeng patted Wanwan on the shoulder and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, whoever dares to hurt you will have to pay the price!"

Wanwan smiled and said nothing more.

Gu Changfeng put the two people away carefully, stood up and stared at Wuhua, his tone full of coldness.

"Seven Wonderful Monks without Flowers?"

"Don't the people of Shaolin Temple always say that saving all living beings is their mission? How could they be so cruel?"

Wuhua saw that his finger-snapping magic did not kill the two women, and his expression remained unchanged, still smiling.

When he heard Gu Changfeng's question, he raised one palm in front of him and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha!"

"Ruthless? Young Master Gu is wrong."

"Miss Wanwan is a demon from the Demon Sect. I am a Shaolin monk. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. What's wrong with attacking her?"

Gu Changfeng pointed at Shi Feixuan and asked again.

"Ms. Shi is the leader of the righteous sect of the Great Sui Dynasty, the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai. Why did you attack her?"

Wuhua chuckled and spoke again.

"It's true that the Saint was born into a noble and upright family, but she colluded with this evil witch from the Demon Sect and even helped her obtain the Demon Sect's treasure, the Evil Emperor's Relic."

"In my opinion, the saint has probably fallen into the evil path and needs my help to escape from the sea of ​​suffering." Gu Changfeng laughed in anger.

"You are always right, right?"

"Shaolin Temple can represent justice? This is ridiculous!"

"You bunch of bald asses are just motivated by profit. In the end, whoever has the bigger fist is the one who has the final say."

"I regret deeply for letting Shaolin Sankong spare his life in Wudang Mountain. Today, no angry master can save you!"

In his last sentence, Gu Changfeng's tone was filled with murderous intent.

He stretched out his hand and the thousands of long swords in the sword world seemed to be guided, forming a long steel dragon and converging in the air behind Gu Changfeng, with the tips of the swords all pointing at Wuhua in the distance.

Not only that, the swords of all the sword-carrying people on the platform began to tremble wildly.

Many people changed color and used both hands to hold down their swords, but this time the swords were like crazy and could not be restrained. They were unsheathed one after another and gathered into the Ten Thousand Swords, causing a wailing.

"Oh my sword! I spent a lot of money to make it! I haven't even warmed it up yet!"

But more people looked at Gu Changfeng and Wuhua with excitement on their faces.

"Don't worry about your broken sword! These two are the two strongest young masters of Shaolin and Wudang! The battle between them will definitely be exciting!"

"That's right. Shaolin and Wudang have always been at odds. Not long ago, on Master Zhang's 100th birthday, Shaolin caused a big disturbance in Wudang. Even Shaolin's Master Kongzhi had his arm cut off by Gu Changfeng. Wuhua is here to seek revenge on Gu Changfeng!"

"Tsk tsk, now the strength of both of them has been suppressed to the Grandmaster level, there will be something interesting to watch."

Li Ruohai leaned against the wall holding the two-meter-long red gun, and was also very interested.

'It is rumored that Gu Changfeng can summon the Nine Heavens Thunder to the earth, but I don't know if I will have the chance to see it.'

In the distance, Gu Changfeng experienced the wonderful feeling between himself and the long swords. He felt that these long swords seemed to be an extension of his body and he could control them as if by his own arms.

"Is this the effect of the Golden Spirit Body? In such a scene, it's not too much to say that all the swords have returned to their roots, right?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Gu Changfeng raised his hand and pointed at Wuhua, "Go!"

call out!call out!call out!
Tens of thousands of swords moved at the same time, transforming into a long steel dragon that swept towards Wuhua.

Wuhua's expression remained unchanged. He had no intention of taking the attack head-on and tried to dodge by quickly moving his body.

But he just took a step.

boom! boom! boom!
Earth walls suddenly rose up in all directions, cutting off all of Wuhua's escape routes.

Wuhua snorted coldly, and his whole body of true energy burst out. He raised his palm and slapped it in all directions. In an instant, palm prints appeared all over the sky.

Gu Changfeng was not idle either. He pressed down with one palm, and the Yi Mu magic power in his body surged.

Countless dense green sword beams emerged and quickly merged into nine huge illusory green swords in the air and inserted into the ground, covering Wuhua who had just broken through the earth wall.

Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Sword Formation!

The moment the formation was formed, dense sword energy emerged.

Until this moment, a solemn look finally appeared on Wuhua's face.

He clasped his hands together, and golden light flashed in his palms, forming golden swastika Buddhist seals that surrounded his body and then disappeared into his palms in an instant.

"Golden Bell!"

Following Wuhua's light shout, a huge golden bell phantom appeared upside down and protected Wuhua inside.

The sword energy bombarded the golden bell phantom, making a clanging sound of metal colliding.

Gu Changfeng saw it clearly. The patterns on the golden bell beside Wuhua were obviously more numerous and more exquisite than the golden bell that Kong Zhi had used before.

This shows that Wuhua’s attainment in the Golden Bell Cover is even higher than Kongzhi’s!

Gu Changfeng's mind moved, and the long steel dragon in the sky circled and suddenly rushed down towards Wuhua below!
Wow!
The impact caused by tens of thousands of long swords swooping down at the same time is unparalleled.

Before it hit the ground, the sharp sword edge had already left terrible sword marks on the ground.

The people on the platform were extremely shocked, some even couldn't believe it.

"As both of them are strong men of the younger generation, Wuhua's true strength is stronger than Gu Changfeng's, but he was suppressed by Gu Changfeng as soon as the fight started. Is the gap between them so big?"

"Hiss! Gu Changfeng's methods are truly amazing. He deserves to be known as the number one prodigy in Jiuzhou."

"The Shaolin Golden Bell Cover is known as the strongest defense, but it's hard to say whether it can block this attack. You have to know that among these tens of thousands of long swords, there are four divine weapon-level long swords!"

Even Li Ruohai was trembling in his heart, unable to hide the shock in his eyes, and asked himself.

"If I were to face Gu Changfeng, would I be able to withstand this attack?"

But only Gu Changfeng knew clearly how much means were contained in his seemingly understated actions.

First, he used the Mountain and River Seal and the Earth Spirit to raise a wall of earth on the ground, launching the first blockade against Wuhua.

Then the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Sword Formation was used to completely lock Wuhua in a fixed area.

Finally, he used his newly awakened golden spirit body to control thousands of long swords to attack.

Within these three moves, three techniques with completely different attributes are included, and they work together in a chain!
For those who practice martial arts, it is difficult to achieve such a seamless connection.

This is the advantage of immortal cultivators!

In the battlefield.

The terrifying and sharp aura finally arrived.

Tens of thousands of long swords fell from the sky, and the carriers were about to hit the Golden Bell Cover with unstoppable force!

(End of this chapter)