Daming: I'm Invincible if I'm Not Careful

　　"I have seen Zhang Zhenren!"

　　At the same time, the monk Sandu folded his hands towards Zhang Sanfeng in the eleventh salute, and said faintly.

　　Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly and said lightly, "I have seen three monks. In the last round, the Wudang faction will be played by Laodao. Will you be challenged by three monks?"

　　Du'er folded his hands together, and said lightly, "Yes, please enlighten me!"

　　Daoist Chongxu, Song Yuanqiao and the others finally understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant.

　　Sensing the vague aura on Du'er's three people, Daoist Chongxu suddenly understood in his heart that facing these three monks, he could only lose one way, so it's no wonder that Zhang Sanfeng stopped him.

　　Song Yuanqiao and others also felt like they were being tricked.

　　It turned out that the Shaolin Temple side had already prepared such a trap for them!

　　If Zhang Sanfeng hadn't stood up, any of them would have been defeated!

　　At that time, their Wudang faction will lose completely!

　　Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao and the others secretly scolded Shaolin Temple and the others for their treacherousness!

　　Not to mention Song Yuanqiao and a few people from the Wudang faction, even the people from the major sects in Jianghu, when they saw the Sandu monk who suddenly came out of the Shaolin Temple, their expressions also changed.

　　At the beginning, they didn't know that Shaolin Temple still had such a trump card.

　　Originally, they were still thinking about who should be sent to fight in the final battle to defeat Daoist Chongxu.

　　Unexpectedly, the Shaolin Temple has already arranged the hole cards!

　　Looking at the three old monks who don't know the depths, the fear of the Shaolin Temple from the major sects is also a little deeper!

　　Master Fang Zheng also sensed the strangeness of the heroes, but he had no choice.

　　Originally, Master Fang Zheng invited the Sandu monks just in case, and did not intend to let them play.

　　However, Fang Zheng didn't expect Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi to arrange Song Qingshu, and after a game, he had no choice but to let Sandu play in the end.

　　What Fang Zheng didn't expect was that Zhang Sanfeng discovered the original plan that was guaranteed to be safe.

　　"Brother Zhu, do you think Zhang Zhenren will win, or will the three old monks win?" Qu Feiyan looked at Zhu Houzhao on the side of Zhenwu Square and asked worriedly.

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, although the three old monks are good, Zhang Zhenren is even more powerful! If there is no accident in this battle, the final winner will definitely be Zhang Zhenren."

　　"Really? That's great!"

　　Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Qu Feiyan burst out in surprise, and Huang Rong's three daughters also showed joy on their faces.

　　Obviously, the four women did not have any good feelings for the factions in the Jianghu that persecuted the Wudang faction. They all hoped that the Wudang faction would win the final victory.

　　In the middle of Zhenwu Square, Zhang Sanfeng threw it casually, and the whisk in his hand fell lightly into Chong Xu's hand.

　　Immediately, Zhang Sanfeng pulled out the Zhenwu sword from his waist, and said lightly, "The three monks are invited!"

　　"Zhang Zhenren please!"

　　The monk Sandu responded with a sound, and then moved to a corner of the open space in Zhenwu Square, standing in three positions, with a long black cord in their hands.

　　Facing Zhang Sanfeng, Sandu didn't dare to be careless at all, and went all out when he made a move.

　　Du'er shook his right hand, and the black cable in his hand suddenly resembled a flexible poisonous snake that spitting letters, going around in a circle towards Zhang Sanfeng's waist.

　　The black cable in Duan's hand trembled, but it suddenly turned into a hard steel whip, and slammed it down at Zhang Sanfeng's wrist holding the sword.

　　In the end, Du Jie waved the black cable with his right hand, shaking in the air to form a circle, constantly spinning, but from the circle, there was an endless stream of air spinning, with boundless pressure, towards the top of Zhang Sanfeng's head.

　　When Song Yuanqiao and the others saw Sandu's ruthless attack, their hearts could not help but hang up, staring closely at the center of the battlefield.

　　At Zhu Houzhao's side, Huang Rong's four daughters also felt worried for Zhang Sanfeng.

　　Zhu Hou's 800 photos, however, understood that this attack would not pose a threat to Zhang Sanfeng at all.

　　In fact, it is.

　　In the face of Sandu's attack, Zhang Sanfeng's expression remained unchanged, his left foot stably stepped on the ground, his right foot made a light stroke, and his side easily avoided Du'er's long rope.

　　At the same time, Zhang Sanfeng's right wrist flexibly twisted, and the long rope to overcome the difficulty also fell onto the open space.

　　Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng didn't just dodge. When his right wrist was twisted, the True Martial Sword in his hand had an ethereal meaning, fluttering towards the top of his head, and the black rope of tribulation was greeted.

　　With a flick of Zhang Sanfeng's wrist, the Zhenwu Sword pulled out an elegant and beautiful flower in his hand.

　　"Ding ding ding ding!"

　　A series of sounds of gold and iron clashing resounded in the ears of everyone.

　　But it was the sound of the Zhenwu sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand fighting the black cable swung by Du Jie.

　　Zhang Sanfeng's attack seemed to be light and airy, but He Suo's passage of tribulation actually felt a soft and firm force, extending from Hei Suo and slamming into his right wrist.

　　Du Jie suddenly felt his wrist go numb, and he almost couldn't hold the black cord anymore!

　　Du'er and Du'an on the side have the same mind as Du Jie. Seeing this scene, they quickly waved the black cable in their hands at the same time, and hit Zhang Sanfeng's back and head respectively! .

Chapter 164

　　"Master, be careful!"

　　When Song Yuanqiao and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but remind Zhang Sanfeng.

　　Huang Rong's four daughters also sweated on Zhang Sanfeng's behalf.

　　The people on the Shaolin Temple side were expecting that the two black cables could hit Zhang Sanfeng.

　　Only Zhu Houzhao knew that this level of attack was still not enough!

　　Zhang Sanfeng, who was at the center of the battle, had a calm expression, and the True Martial Sword in his hand once again hit the black cable of the calamity.

　　"when!"

　　Suddenly, a clear sound resounded above Zhenwu Square, and the black cable in Du Jie's hand also suddenly rolled back and slapped towards Du Jie.

　　Facing this sudden scene, Du Jie hurriedly dealt with his black cable in a panic.

　　After Zhang Sanfeng knocked back the black cable of the calamity, he gently waved the long sword in his hand, and immediately above his head, a black and white Tai Chi pattern condensed by Yuan force was formed.

　　Immediately, Zhang Sanfeng turned slightly to one side, and the Zhenwu sword in his hand stabbed diagonally to the rear.

　　"Ding!"

　　A crisp voice sounded above Zhenwu Square.

　　This, however, was Zhang Sanfeng's true martial arts sword, which came first, and accurately hit the sound of the black cable that Du'er struck at his back.

　　Du'er sensed the force of the collision between Hesuo and the True Martial Sword, his pupils shrank for a while, his right hand swung, and he quickly withdrew Hesuo.

　　"boom!"

　　At the same time, on the top of Zhang Sanfeng's head, the black cable that crossed the calamity also hit the Tai Chi pattern, making a dull crashing sound.

　　Immediately, the black cable was directly bounced back.

　　All this is a long story, but in fact it's just a matter of sucking.

　　Everyone in Zhenwu Square felt a shudder when they saw this scene!

　　Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng easily defused the attack of the three people, I admired Zhang Sanfeng's strength even more!

　　Zhang Sanfeng has not taken action for many years. They originally thought that Zhang Sanfeng was old and weak and his strength would decline, but now it seems that they are all wrong!

　　"it is good.〃!"

　　When Qu Feiyan saw that Zhang Sanfeng easily repelled the attacks of Du'e, Du Jie, and Du Nan, he couldn't help but exclaimed in excitement.

　　The people of the Wudang faction were even more excited.

　　"Amitabha! The strength of Zhenren Zhang is really strong. The three brothers, Lao Na, have been practicing Zen for many years, and have learned a set of combined strike formations called the Vajra Demon Circle. Although it seems disrespectful to use it against Zhenren Zhang, at this time they are also Don't care so much, please don't blame Zhang Zhenren!"

　　On the side of Zhenwu Square, Du'e's only one eye looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and he uttered a deep voice.

　　Hearing Du'e's words, the faces of the Wudang faction were very ugly.

　　Does the King Kong Demon Demon Circle mean that their master (senior brother) is a demon?

　　Zhang Sanfeng himself didn't care at all, and said with a faint smile: "It's just the name of martial arts, what's there to care about? The three gods and monks can do it anyway!"

　　Zhu Houzhao looked at this scene and nodded slightly. Zhang Sanfeng really deserved to be a generation of heavenly people who had reached the realm of returning to the original state. His open-mindedness was not comparable to others.

　　Zhong Ling wrinkled his nose and said coquettishly, "These three old monks are really abominable. They even said that the King Kong subdues the demon circle. Is this a change of method to say that Zhenren Zhang is a demon?"

　　"That's right, the monks in the Shaolin Temple are too shameless." Qu Feiyan heard the words and echoed.

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "They didn't target Zhang Zhenren. In fact, you may not know that these three old monks were severely bullied by Yang Dingtian of the Sun Moon God Cult. When they saw that the one-eyed monk didn't , his eyes were blinded by Yang Dingtian."

　　Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, the four daughters, Zhong Ling, Qu Feiyan, Huang Rong, and Mu Wanqing, all looked at Du'e, and couldn't help but imagine the scene when the three of them were bullied by Yang Dingtian back then.

　　Qu Feiyan said with a smile, "I didn't expect the three of them to be taught by Yang Cult Master. They really deserve it. Why didn't Yang Cult Master kill them back then."

　　Zhu Houzhao said: "I don't know about that. Continuing the topic just now, these three old monks were bullied by Yang Dingtian, so they wanted to take revenge and go back, but they couldn't beat them, so they went back to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple and retreated. After decades, we have worked out a set of combined strike formations to deal with Yang Dingtian, and this King Kong demon who subdues demons refers to Yang Dingtian."

　　"So that's the case, that is, Cult Master Yang is not alive, otherwise, it is estimated that the three of them will have to be bullied by Yang Cult Master once again." Qu Feiyan nodded when she heard the words, and said softly.

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled and said nothing.

　　Sandu naturally didn't know that Zhu Houzhao was talking about them.

　　After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Du'er said, "In that case, Zhenren Zhang be careful!"

　　The sound fell, and the black cables in the hands of the three monks Du'er, Du Jie, and Du Nan were hitting Zhang Sanfeng's head, chest, and back respectively. The three black cables were agile and mighty, as if Three oolongs, extraordinary power!

　　The three monks' attacks are completely consistent before and after, and there is no difference in time. It is true that their minds are completely connected.

　　In the face of the three monks' concerted attack, Zhang Sanfeng still did not change his face, he swung the real sword in his hand, the sword moved with his heart, and his body moved with the sword. It's not like fighting at all, it's like walking with a sword.

　　Zhang Sanfeng was originally immortal, and at this moment, among the three black ropes, he walked easily and danced his sword, more like exile from immortals and immortals, dancing with a wonderful immortal pose that did not belong to the mortal world.

　　When everyone watched Zhang Sanfeng's sword dance, they couldn't help being immersed in it. It was a complete visual enjoyment.

　　"¨"What a beautiful swordsmanship! I thought my father's jade flute swordsmanship was already extremely graceful, but now I found out that Zhang Zhenren's swordsmanship seems to be more powerful, both in terms of power and appreciation. win by a lot."

　　Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship, Huang Rong couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.

　　Zhu Hou (Qian's) smiled and said: "This set of swordsmanship should be a new swordsmanship created by Zhang Zhenren. This may be the first time it has appeared, but I took this opportunity to learn a few points. I will teach you later."

　　"Really? Big Brother Zhu, you are amazing!"