Comprehensive martial arts: Learn from Huang Yaoshi and start with Tianlong Bayin

It swelled in the wind, and within a short time, it was as tall as the boulders around it.

The palm is like a mountain, full of pressure.

And where the shadow passed by in his hand, the sound of broken stones continued to be heard.

A huge gap appeared on the ground.

Master Fang Zheng on the left also raised his arm.

"Big smasher!"

The voice fell.

Fang Zheng danced his hands in front of him, lifting them up with every move of his arms.

There will be bursts of howling wind.

And the sound of the wind is getting faster and faster, and the frequency of waving hands is getting faster and faster.

The afterimage appeared, and there seemed to be a faint shield of true energy around Master Fang Zheng.

With each wave of the arm, the shield lights up.

this time.

The three of them used their own moves to fight against Dongfang Bubai.

Even if the attacks from both sides haven't touched each other yet, it's just this move. ,

The surrounding environment has already changed, and there are traces of destruction everywhere.

The silver needle carries a sharp needle light and pierces the sky.

Four silver needles, under the control of Dongfang Bubai.

Light purple tracks streaked through the air, and then the direction turned.

Divided into three positions, two silver needles shot towards He Zudao's long sword, and the other two shot towards Kong Zhi and Master Fang Zheng, one on the left and one on the right.

Less than half a breath away.

The silver needle collided with them.

There was the sound of metal cutting, and the sound of metal piercing the Qi shield.

"This silver needle is small, but so hard!"

He Zudao's face was stunned, and he controlled the long sword in his hand to continuously slash the two silver needles.

Harsh cutting sounds exploded all around him.

As the silver needle shuttled rapidly, the long sword in his hand also swung rapidly.

The Thunder Sword Technique doesn't even have the slightest advantage in speed at this moment.

And the most important thing is that this silver needle is only a tiny weight, but it is extremely hard.

No matter how hard he chopped, there was no damage at all under the three-foot green blade.

"And you can even move while distracted!"

You can imagine how difficult it is to control four silver needles and deal with three enemies at the same time.

"This silver needle is really weird!"

As time went by, He Zudao became secretly frightened.

The lavender zhenqi attached to the silver needle seemed to be able to make Dongfang Bubai move as he pleased.

"This silver needle must have been made by an expert. There is someone in the world who can refine such a weapon!"

"It's really unheard of!"

He has been in the world for many years, and his identity is one of the Three Saints of Kunlun.

He has seen many heroes among people and many weapons, but these silver needles in front of him are indeed somewhat elusive to him.

But he could vaguely guess that it must have been written by someone hidden in the martial arts world. Otherwise, he didn't think it would have such an effect.

Not only him, but the other two Shaolin masters who were dealing with it also realized this problem at this time.

Just relying on Dongfang Bubai's strength, they can't say that they will definitely win if they join forces, but Dongfang Bubai can do it so easily, and the role played by the Silver Needle is indispensable.

But these surprises only flashed through their hearts. The situation at this time did not allow them to distract themselves from other things.

Shaolin's 72 stunts were used one by one, in conjunction with He Zudao's sword skills.

For a while, although they were struggling, they were able to fight Dongfang Bubai for hundreds of rounds.

During this period, no one dared to approach the area where the four of them were fighting.

Even if a master-level expert wants to join, he will definitely end up being killed instantly.

In less than a moment, there were already hundreds of rounds of collisions.

In the area where they fought, everything was destroyed, the ground was flattened, everything was destroyed and destroyed.

Only broken rock and powder filled the air.

The scene of fighting on the top of Guangming Peak was particularly tragic. Some of the casual cultivators who were watching from a distance were all amazed.

"Is this a battle between great masters? It's like breaking mountains and rocks, moving mountains and unloading mountains!"

"Every time they attack, it is extremely terrifying. This huge Guangming Dome seems to be knocked down by them!"

"I didn't expect that the strength of the people in this demon sect would be so strong. Almost every main force was able to resist two giants of the righteous martial arts! And the fight was back and forth, especially the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, who actually fought one against three. , and not at all disadvantaged!"

"The silver needle used is really weird, capable of both offense and defense! I have never heard of such a weapon in this world! I wonder which expert refined it!"

"It must be a master forger who has retired! That's why I haven't heard of it!"

"I have to say, such a high-level battle is really exciting! It's worth risking your life to watch it!"

"I don't know which side will win in this fight. The personal strength of the people in this demon sect is really terrifying!"

"Of course the righteous path will win. The current stalemate is only temporary. They are powerful individually, but the righteous path has an absolute numerical advantage. What's more, someone on the Demon Sect's side has been injured. If this continues, they will definitely lose!"

"This brother is right! The Demon Sect will eventually be powerless!"

These casual cultivators watched the battle on Guangmingding with burning eyes, and they couldn't stop talking.

Analyzing the current situation between the two sides, he was amazed at the personal strength of the Demon Cult, and also obsessed with the changes in fighting styles of the masters.

Some people even gained a hint of the artistic conception of martial arts from the fighting moves of these masters.

Practice practice on the side and reach a higher level in realm.

But more people still maintain the mentality of watching a show. Some people have low strength and poor eyesight, and cannot see the battle so far away from the top of the light.

He just focused his attention on the battle between the disciples below the Bright Dome.

Although the battles here were not as devastating as those between many masters, they were still extremely brutal.

"The Righteous Sect and the Demonic Sect each have nearly 4 disciples. The fighting situation of nearly [-] people is truly unprecedented!"

"The Five Order Flags of the Ming Cult have actually changed like this. Each one performs his own duties and has his own means. The righteous ones were caught off guard!"

"As expected of a demon sect, not only bows and arrows, javelins, throwing axes, and giant trees, but also vile attacks such as poisonous water sprayers, brimstone fire bombs, and trap tunnels!"

"Under these attacks, the Righteous Sect has actually fallen into a slight disadvantage!"

At this time, in their sight, the battle situation below the Bright Dome was particularly tragic.

Poisonous water is everywhere. These highly toxic corrosive potions will fester if they touch the skin. Some decent disciples have traces of being burned by strong acid on their faces and bodies.

The fire pits that can be seen everywhere are also particularly shocking.

There was the clash of swords, the bombardment of giant trees, and the shouts of both sides fighting.

From the moment the war started, it never stopped.

In just such a short time, nearly ten thousand people on both sides lost their fighting capacity.

Moreover, with the tacit cooperation of the Mingjiao Wulingqi, the righteous disciples were at a slight disadvantage at this time.

On the battlefield, there are some experienced and decent people.

Seeing that the form was wrong, he immediately organized disciples with different strengths and methods to break the offensive of the Mingjiao Wuling Banner followers.

In an instant, five teams of nearly a thousand people were formed in the chaos, and every disciple had an expression of resignation on his face.

They held various weapons in their hands and rushed towards the Demon Cult.

After Wuling Banner's followers caught the opponent off guard for their first appearance, the subsequent effect was greatly reduced.

Some people are deliberately guarding against the traps under their feet and the jets in their hands.

Under the fierce attack of these people, they were inseparable from the Wuling Banner believers.

However, with the advantages of equipment and advance arrangements, the Demon Sect disciples still had no chance of falling into a disadvantage.

The offensive of the Zhengdao sect was firmly blocked by them.

?A sand stick? A stick? A stick to ask for flowers??

On the battlefield, the disciples of the Emei Sect and the Wudang Sect, who had always had a good relationship, gathered together to resist the counterattack of the Demon Sect disciples.

Zheng, at this moment a sword trembled in the crowd.

Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes wrinkled, and she waved her hand to kill a demon sect disciple who rushed forward.

Scarlet blood dripped from the blade of the sword in her hand and merged into the blood on the ground.

At this time, her face was extremely solemn, without the charm of the past, but with a coldness of fighting.

At this time, a figure appeared beside her intentionally or unintentionally.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo!"

"Just follow me closely. By my side, these demon sect remnants will definitely not be able to hurt you at all!"

Song Qingshu, the son of martial arts master Song Yuanqiao, held the Wudang sword, looked at Zhou Zhiruo and said.

His words were full of concern.

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she didn't even look at him.

He just silently waved the long sword in his hand and fought with the demon sect disciples who kept pouring out.