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

Chapter 48 The Power of the Sword Formation
Zhang Cuishan also looked at Gu Changfeng's back with shock.

"Junior brother, how can you be so strong now? You can actually defeat a master of horizontal training head-on with your physical strength?"

"What kind of martial arts did he practice? I don't think Wudang has such powerful horizontal training kung fu!"

Yin Susu's expression was excited. The stronger Gu Changfeng was, the greater the chances of their survival.

Zhang Wuji, who was only eight years old, had shining eyes. He didn't know what a master meant, he only knew that Gu Changfeng arrived at the most critical moment and defeated the powerful enemy with a wave of his hand. It was like a god descending to earth!
He secretly made up his mind.

"I want to practice martial arts in the future and become as powerful as Brother Changfeng!"

In the distant treetops.

Monk Xuanbei's eyes were about to pop out.

He was 100% sure that what the boss had just displayed was the Vajra Palm, one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills!
This martial art can be regarded as the pinnacle of horizontal kung fu and is known for its strength and ferocity.

After mastering the skill, the skin all over the body becomes extremely hard, and a pair of bare hands can easily cut gold and jade, and the strength is immense.

With the eldest of the Eight Vajra being at the late Grandmaster level, using his powerful Vajra Palm against a warrior who has just entered the Grandmaster level, the terrifying force alone would probably be enough to beat the man into a meat pie.

But Gu Changfeng knocked him away in the head-on confrontation!
Even Xuan Bei couldn't imagine how much powerful strength was contained in that seemingly thin body!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind immediately.

"Gu Changfeng? I don't think I've ever heard of this person before."

'With his fighting power, there are probably few people in the younger generation who can rival him. Perhaps only the top genius like the Shaolin monk Wuhua can compete with him!'

"The Wudang Sect is really well hidden. I must report this to the abbot when I return to Shaolin. Perhaps Wudang has hidden a lot of tricks."

When he thought of this, Monk Xuan Bei smiled at himself again.

"Now this kid has no chance of survival when facing eight Grandmasters. It's a pity that Wudang Sect finally produced a good talent, but he will be defeated here today."

"But I can investigate these people's background later. They actually know the martial arts of Shaolin."

In the battlefield.

The eldest of the Eight Vajra stood in place, and after a slight breath adjustment he was no longer in danger.

This is the benefit of being a martial artist who practices horizontal training. With a strong physique, it is natural that one can recover faster after being injured.

But at this time his face turned red and he was extremely angry.

Originally, he was thinking of personally taking action to end the battle quickly, but who would have thought that he would be beaten away by a young boy, in front of his men!
This made him feel extremely humiliated, and he just wanted to cut Gu Changfeng into pieces to vent his hatred. He pointed at Gu Changfeng and roared.

"Come together and kill him!"

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out again.

The remaining few people did not hesitate after hearing the order. They all burst out with their true energy and rushed towards Gu Changfeng.

Everyone knew that as long as they killed the kid in front of them, they could use Zhang Cuishan to exchange for the opportunity to return to the Yuan Dynasty, so they were naturally very concerned about it.

The eight masters of horizontal training rushed forward together, and wherever they passed, the dirt on the ground flew everywhere and big pits were created.

Even the entire ground was shaking slightly. They looked like eight master warriors, but more like eight humanoid beasts, each emitting an extremely ferocious aura. The scene was comparable to thousands of beasts galloping!
Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but remind him.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

Yin Susu held Zhang Cuishan's hand even tighter, feeling extremely nervous.

Zhang Wuji's eyes widened, his face showing a hint of excitement.

Gu Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, as if the people rushing towards him were not eight powerful warriors, but just a gentle breeze blowing on his face, which did not cause any change in his mood at all.

The Yi wood spiritual energy surged in his body, and his right palm was slightly raised.

hum~
There were bursts of trembling sounds in the air, and green sword beams appeared one after another, densely covering the entire sky.

If someone counts carefully, they will find that the number of green sword beams has reached as many as six hundred and thirty!

Then Gu Changfeng put his five fingers together.

call out!call out!call out!
The green sword beams in the air quickly gathered in nine directions. In just a blink of an eye, nine huge sword beams that were three feet long were condensed. Each of them was composed of seventy ordinary sword beams!
Gu Changfeng formed seals with his hands and almost became a shadow.

The nine huge sword beams in the sky changed their positions, occupying the positions of the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams, and suddenly inserted into the ground, just covering the eight people rushing over. The boss of the Eight Vajra was stunned at first, and then a grim smile appeared on his face.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Break the powerful Vajra Palm for me!"

After he finished speaking, his whole body of true energy surged, and he raised his hand and suddenly slapped out.

A huge golden palm print appeared, and it was about to smash the huge green sword light in the center.

But the next moment.

Gu Changfeng shouted softly, echoing throughout the venue.

"Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Sword Formation, start!"

The voice just fell.

The huge green sword light located in the center position trembled suddenly, and a green light on it shot up into the sky, directly shattering the golden palm print.

It then spread out in all directions and connected to every sword inserted into the ground, forming the shape of an inverted green translucent bowl.

All of a sudden.

Nine sword beams simultaneously lit up with a dazzling green light.

Green sword energy shot out from it, interweaving into a large sword energy net, strangling the eight people!

The extremely sharp aura even made Zhang Cuishan and others feel a tingling sensation on their skin, and they quickly retreated again.

"Sword formation? You can actually set up a sword formation by yourself? How is this possible!"

The eldest of the Eight Vajra was shocked and spoke angrily.

But the only thing that answered him was the endless sword energy!

Within the range of the sword formation, the Eight Vajras each used all their methods without reservation, charging left and right in the sword energy.

The sounds of angry roars and sword energy explosions continued to ring out.

But as time went on, they became desperate.

The power of each of these sword energies might not be too strong, but they could be resisted with the horizontal training kung fu they had practiced for many years.

But the number seemed endless and continuous, leaving no one with any breathing time!

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, it seemed to have reached a critical point.

The weakest of the Eight Vajras could no longer hold on. A huge wound was cut on his chest by the sword, and blood splattered.

What followed were continuous wounds on the body and pain that was like being tortured to death!

"No!"

The miserable screams were quickly drowned out by the boundless sword energy.

Another quarter of an hour later.

There was no sound in the sword formation. Gu Changfeng snapped his fingers, and countless green sword auras dissipated.

Suddenly, an extremely strong smell of blood spread.

When seeing the scene, Zhang Cuishan, who had been in the world for many years and had seen big scenes, still felt frightened.

Yin Susu hurriedly covered Zhang Wuji's eyes, her pretty face turned pale.

At this time, there was not a single intact Vajra among the Eight Vajras. The ground was covered with ruins and countless sword marks, and blood flowed like a small river!
Monk Xuan Bei, who was hiding in the tree canopy, showed shock on his face. Did the eight masters of horizontal training just die like that?
Suddenly, Gu Changfeng turned his head and looked towards the treetops in the distance.

Monk Xuan Bei looked into Gu Changfeng's eyes and felt his scalp tingling and a chill rushing from his coccyx to the top of his head.

He made a prompt decision and leaped towards Shaolin without looking back.

"Go! Go quickly, this is an evil star!"

(End of this chapter)