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

Chapter 90: Divine thunder defeats the enemy, and earthly immortals bleed!

As Gu Changfeng finished speaking.

Rumble!
In an instant, a large group of blue clouds gathered in the originally clear sky, with a blue silver snake shining in it.

There were howling winds and rumbling thunders between heaven and earth.

An extremely powerful pressure spread out, and some warriors with lower realms even felt unsteady on their feet.

Everyone looked up into the sky with terrified eyes.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It can actually cause celestial phenomena?"

"Hiss! Isn't it said that only those who have reached the state of unity between heaven and man can achieve such a goal? Gu Changfeng can actually perform such a method with only the state of grandmaster?"

"Look at the thunder rolling in the sky. Could it be the legendary thunder method? But Wudang doesn't seem to have inherited the thunder method."

On the high platform.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Song Qingshu and other Wudang people were also shocked.

Mo Shenggu rubbed his eyes and said in surprise.

"Oh my goodness, this is probably another move created by Junior Brother, right? So powerful!"

Yin Liting was filled with emotion.

"Junior brother has grown so fast. In just one month, he has already reached a level that we cannot even dream of."

Not far away, the little fat boy Wang Mu looked extremely excited. Looking at Gu Changfeng raising his sword to the sky in the sky, it was as if he saw his future self.

'Now I have also entered the immortal path and started to practice immortal techniques.'

'One day, I will be as dazzling as my junior master!'

Song Qingshu next to him had an even stronger desire for the immortal path. He made up his mind that after this time, he would ask Gu Changfeng to teach him the immortal methods no matter what.

In the cave in the back mountain.

The angry old monk who was originally sitting cross-legged has stood up, with an incredible look in his eyes.

With his realm of a terrestrial immortal, he could naturally sense that the green dark cloud was created by Gu Changfeng's simulation of a heavenly calamity.

"You actually thought of simulating a heavenly calamity? And it worked!"

"This kid is really serious."

Having said that, I don’t know how to describe my anger with words.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up, looked directly at the other person and spoke, his tone full of coldness.

"Angry eyes, Shaolin doesn't follow the rules, three people actually surrounded my disciple, do you really think I'm made of mud?"

The angry old monk put his hands behind his back, squinted at Zhang Sanfeng and spoke slowly, his tone full of threats.

"What? You want to fight me?"

"You have to think carefully. If you take action first, what will be the consequences?"

Zhang Sanfeng stared at the angry old monk for a long time, pretended to be helpless, waved his sleeves and sat down again, but he was sneering in his heart.

"Hehe, isn't it just relying on the imperial ban, whoever strikes first will suffer?"

"But I'm afraid you, the old monk, will be disappointed this time. The old Taoist knows Changfeng's strength very well. Once this move is used, it will destroy the world. These three people are definitely not his opponents."

"If you dare to rescue these three people, then the imperial ban will not be able to control me."

The angry old monk looked at Zhang Sanfeng's compromising expression, snorted coldly, and sat down.

In his opinion.

Although Gu Changfeng was unexpectedly strong and all his methods were extremely magical, he was definitely no match for the three Shaolin monks who joined forces to perform the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

What he had to do now was to wait until Gu Changfeng was about to be defeated and Zhang Sanfeng came to his rescue, then stop the opponent and let Sankong successfully strangle Gu Changfeng, the Wutian prodigy, in the cradle to prevent future troubles!
In the battlefield.

Kong Wen and the other two also changed their expressions, feeling a strong threat, "We can't let him use it!"

As soon as he thought about it, three golden chains whizzed towards Gu Changfeng.

Just now.

Boom! Click!
Along with the sound of explosions, countless blue thunders fell from the sky.

The barrier formed by the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle was pierced directly like thin paper!

The ends of thousands of thunders are all connected to the tip of the Yitian Sword.

Endless thunder poured in, and in an instant Gu Changfeng felt as if the sword in his hand had come alive and began to tremble violently. It became extremely heavy, and he could hardly hold it even with his strong physique in the early stage of foundation building.

hum~
There was a trembling sound in the air.

The energy contained in the material of the Sword of Heavenly Sword produced a violent chemical reaction with the thunder at this moment.

A huge blue thunder shield suddenly opened up, protecting Gu Changfeng inside.

The next moment, golden chains followed and hit the thunder shield with tremendous force.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The collision between the two made an extremely dull sound, and the terrifying sound waves spread, and the ground suddenly exploded one after another, with gravel flying everywhere.

The people watching the fight quickly retreated again, taking a deep breath and performing lightness skills, wishing their parents had not given them two more legs!

Some of those who ran slower were affected by the sound waves and were blown away, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

After retreating more than a hundred feet, some people stopped, but were shouted at by some masters to retreat again.

It was not until they were more than 300 feet away from the center of the battlefield that they finally stopped and looked up again.

However, he discovered that the thunder shield around Gu Changfeng was completely unharmed under the bombardment of three golden chains.

From time to time, blue thunder would wander above it, and there were thousands of thunders lingering around its side, making it look like the god of thunder descending to the earth!
The three Shaolin monks all showed a look of horror on their faces.

Even such a powerful attack cannot break the opponent's thunder shield?

Kongwen gritted his teeth and spoke urgently to his two fellow disciples Kongxing and Kongzhi.

"This guy is too strong. He has injected all his energy into my body. It's time to fight to the death!"

Kong Xing and Kong Zhi did not hesitate at all. They quickly came behind Kong Wen, put one hand on his back, and injected all the internal energy into his body.

Veins popped out on Kong Wen's forehead and his face turned red, obviously his body was under extreme stress.

At the same time, his whole body was shining with golden light, even his eyes were shining with golden light, and his aura rose again.

Kong Wen clasped his hands together and spoke with difficulty.

"Come together!" Crash!
The three golden chains suddenly merged into one and instantly transformed into an extremely huge golden spear, shooting towards Gu Changfeng in mid-air.

The tip of the spear emanated an extremely terrifying power, as if it could even poke a hole in the sky. A sharp and piercing buzzing sound was heard in the air wherever it passed. In just a breath of time, it had crossed a distance of a hundred feet!
Gu Changfeng looked down from above, his eyes full of indifference. He held the Yitian sword in his right hand and slowly swung it downwards.

"cut!"

boom!
Thousands of green thunders seemed to have found an outlet and descended from the sky with a loud bang.

Carrying the majestic power of heaven, it instantly collided with the golden spear coming from below.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen, the golden spears and thousands of green thunders were all still, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just a moment, and the picture rolled again.

Click!Click!
A crisp breaking sound sounded.

Everyone watching the fight saw cracks appearing at the tip of the huge golden spear, and quickly spreading up the spear body!
boom! boom! boom!
The next moment, streaks of green lightning burst out from the cracks in the golden spear, instantly crushing it into powder, and continued to fall towards the Shaolin Sankong below!

Kongwen, Kongxing and Kongzhi all showed despair on their faces.

At this time, the true energy in the three people's bodies has been exhausted, facing this majestic power from heaven, they are completely unable to resist!

Everyone watched this scene with eyes wide open, and the same idea popped into their minds at the same time.

"Could it be that the three Shaolin Grandmasters will perish here today?"

Just when thousands of blue thunders were about to hit Kong Wen and the other two.

Suddenly, translucent ripples spread out in front of the three people, and a huge human hand that was dozens of feet long stretched out from it.

It does not look illusory, but rather real. Even the lines on the palm of its hand can be seen clearly by everyone.

The huge human hand stretched out and pinched towards the thousands of green thunders.

The translucent ripples spread, and wherever they passed, the blue lightning turned into nothingness and dissipated!

Gu Changfeng groaned, and the thunder shield on his side collapsed. He fell from mid-air, looking at the big hand with serious eyes.

His spiritual sense swept over, but he could only feel a terrifying aura as deep as the ocean from that big hand, which was far beyond the realm of a grandmaster. He had only felt that kind of aura from his own master, Lao Zhang.

In other words, the person who took action was a land immortal!
This sudden change made everyone present stunned, and a majestic voice rang in their ears.

"In this battle, Shaolin admits defeat!"

At the same time, the transparent ripples fluctuated again, and the big hand disappeared.

Kongwen, Kongxing and Kongzhi, who had escaped with their lives, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately knelt on the ground and shouted at the big hand.

"Thank you, Master Numu, for your help!"

Among the crowd, some people who were at a slightly higher level suddenly changed their expressions and said in disbelief.

"Angry Patriarch? Could it be that the Shaolin immortal on land who can be called the Patriarch by Shaolin Sankong who is at the Grand Master level?"

"Yes, I once heard from my master's master that a hundred years ago there was a Shaolin master who cultivated the Dharma form of a three-headed, six-armed, angry-eyed Vajra Buddha. Later, his Dharma name was changed to "Angry-eyed"!"

The people around were all trembling after hearing this.

Just now, the legendary immortal warrior who is at the top of the Kyushu Continent actually took action?
Gu Changfeng looked at the place where the big hand disappeared, feeling unwilling.

If this person hadn't taken action, Shaolin Sankong would have definitely died on the spot!
"You damned old bald donkey, you are so unruly. One day, I will kill you in Shaolin Temple myself!"

In the cave in the back mountain.

The angry old monk stood up, transparent ripples appeared in front of him, and he was ready to leave.

Suddenly, a Buddhist dust cloud flew over and broke the transparent ripples.

The angry old monk frowned and turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, puzzled.

"Why? You won't let me leave?"

Zhang Sanfeng had no expression on his face and spoke in a cold voice.

"Nu Mu, what do you think my Wudang is? You can come and go as you please."

He glared at me angrily and laughed, "Why, do you want to fight me?"

"Zhang Sanfeng, you are indeed talented, but you have only just entered the realm of earthly immortals. I have been in this realm for a hundred years. You are just a junior in front of me!"

"You must know that even among the same land immortals, there are still differences!"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, swung his Buddhist whisk, and a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern appeared behind him.

"Then I want to see how big the gap is between you and me!"

In the cave, translucent ripples suddenly broke out, and the two figures disappeared in an instant.

On the martial arts field.

Everyone was discussing intensely when they suddenly felt two incredibly strong pressures erupting and they all looked up into the sky.

Then, above the nine heavens, there were rising winds and clouds, lightning and thunder, and strong winds howling between heaven and earth.

boom! boom! boom!
The terrifying sounds of Qi explosions rang out one after another, and the clouds rolled violently.

One can vaguely see the ferocious and huge three-headed and six-armed Dharma image, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish diagram that covers the sky and the sun entangled in it.

Compared to Gu Changfeng's magic sword to control thunder just now, at this moment the sky and the earth really changed color, and the sun and the moon lost their light!
Gu Changfeng extended his spiritual sense but found it impossible to get close, and was shocked.

"Could it be that the master took action?"

Soon, a roar was heard from the sky above.

"Zhang Sanfeng! Stop it, don't go too far!"

Then he heard the familiar voice of his own old Zhang again.

"Haha, angry eyes, it seems that you, a land immortal, are not that great."

"Today my disciple cut off one arm of your disciple's grandson, so I will also cut off one arm of yours!"

boom!
Another violent explosion sounded above the sky, shattering the thick clouds.

Then there was a shrill scream.

"Ah! My hand!"

In full view of everyone, they saw an extremely huge arm falling from the sky, accompanied by golden blood like a rainstorm!
"Zhang Sanfeng! I will remember this grudge!"

A hateful voice resounded throughout the venue. Translucent ripples spread out, enveloping the Shaolin people, and then disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)