Wuxia: I became Princess Zhao Min’s follower?

"Why is this Zhang Wuji so scary?! How did he become so powerful at such a young age?!"

In their eyes, Xiao Yao is still Zhang Wuji!

But they knew Zhang Wuji's age. Like Xiao Yao, he was in his early twenties.

A young man in his early twenties can do this.

If someone had told them this before, they would have scoffed.

But now.

They felt a sense of fear towards "Zhang Wuji" in front of them.

At this time, Xiao Yao spoke.

Xiao Yao still stood there, as before, as if he had done nothing.

Looking at the Kongtong Five Elders who fell on the ground from a distance, he slowly said:

"Seven Injuries Fist?"

"You haven't mastered the Seven Injury Fist yet!"

It’s the same line as the one used by Dragon Clawman before to comment on Kong Wen!

Hearing this, the five elders of Kongtong looked at each other, with a flash of light in their eyes. They stood up with their bodies supported, and several of them gathered together.

He looked at Xiao Yao opposite him with serious eyes.

At this point they couldn't say a word.

Before, he said, "Zhang Wuji, suffer death!"

As a result, he didn't hit anyone at all. Instead, he made them spin around in the sky for a few times like a kite, and then flew away.

The five of them have now begun to think about retreating.

Yes, just run away if you can't beat him?

Xiao Yao looked at the five people waiting in front of him and said again:

"The Qi of the five elements regulates yin and yang, damaging the heart, lungs and liver and intestines. The essence of hiding is lost and in a trance, and the three burners are reversed and the soul is flying."

Xiao Yao finished speaking.

The pupils of Kongtong Wu Lao opposite him instantly dilated.

The mouth also opened immediately.

Subconsciously, he took a step forward and said loudly to Xiao Yao:

"This is the core formula of my seven-injury boxing technique. How do you know?!"

That's right, what Xiao Yao was talking about was the mental formula of Seven Injury Fist.

He is different from the 037 mentioned by Zhang Wuji in the original work.

Because Zhang Wuji is talking about the general outline of the Seven Injury Fist.

To be honest, this general outline is not a big secret.

However, this core formula must be the core figure of the Kongtong Sect, and it is the most important thing that can only be seen by practicing the high-level Seven Injury Fist!

When the bystanders heard the voice of Kongtong Five Elders, their eyes changed again when they looked at Xiao Yao.

How many secrets does this young man have? !

Only Zhang Wuji didn't feel any surprise.

Because he had seen Xiao Yao use the Seven Injury Fist before when he was pretending to be lame in the small county town.

However, if he knew that Zhang Wuji "taught" Xiao Yao's Seven Injury Fist, he didn't know what kind of expression he would have.

When Xiao Yao faced the questioning from the five elders of Kongtong, his expression did not change at all. He remained indifferent and actually said in a tone that said:

"As the five elders of Kongtong, you are not as good as the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun with this Seven-Injury Fist. I feel ashamed for you!"

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji, whose pseudonym was Zeng Aniu, finally changed his expression and thought to himself:

"How did he know that his adoptive father knew the Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist?!"

"Not only that, he also knows that I have learned the Nine Yang Magic Technique!"

"Is it possible that he has been secretly monitoring me since I was a child?! Not only did I not notice it, but neither my adoptive father nor my father noticed it?!"

Don't tell me, Zhang Wuji is stupid, but he still has a big idea!

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123 This boy will definitely stand proudly at the top of the martial arts world in the future!

You can’t blame Zhang Wuji for being too imaginative.

It is true that Xiao Yao's words were a bit too thorough for Zhang Wuji himself. Zhang Wuji could only think so. Otherwise, is there any other reason to explain?

But when the five elders of Kongtong heard Xiao Yao's words, they frowned instantly.

The middle-aged man shouted directly to Xiao Yao:

"Boy! We admit that you are very strong, but we cannot tolerate your verbal insults!"

Another person immediately shouted angrily:

"They actually compare us with the demons of the Ming Cult!"

"Today, we will definitely not tolerate you!"

As these five people spoke, their aura increased again.

Xiao Yao looked at the five people opposite him, sighed slightly, and then spoke again:

"Then I will mercifully tell you today what the real Seven Injury Fist should look like!"

That's right, the real Seven-Injury Fist is completely different from the Kongtong Wulao's Seven-Injury Fist!

Kongtong Wulao's Seven Injury Fist must hit the flesh to cause early damage to the enemy.

However, the truly terrifying thing about Seven Injury Fist is the fist intention produced by the harmony of yin and yang!

Combining strength and femininity, it can cause unavoidable damage to enemies from a long distance!

Yes, this is a long-range skill, and Kongtong Wu Lao has been practicing melee combat for many years.

After all, the Seven Injury Fist was a martial art comparable to the Six Meridians Divine Sword, the best sword in the world, in a certain era!

In fact, its power is even more powerful than the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

When the five elders of Kongtong heard Xiao Yao's words, they were stunned for a moment, and then immediately prepared themselves for battle!

When Xiao Yao said the core formula of Seven Injury Fist before.

They guessed that Xiao Yao would definitely use the Seven Injury Fist.

The defensive posture they made at this time was entirely based on their own understanding of the Seven Injury Fist.

It's a pity that Xiao Yao's Seven Injury Fist is not something they can understand.

Xiao Yao looked at the five elders of Kongtong waiting for defense on the opposite side, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

If they rush up to besiege Xiao Yao now, they might be able to shorten the time for Xiao Yao to accumulate his energy, and the power of the Seven Injury Fists will be much smaller.

But now?

It's just that they can't master the Seven Injury Boxing!

Xiao Yao's legs spread slightly and his eyes slowly closed.

Then, a stream of true energy began to condense from under Xiao Yao's feet and slowly spread throughout his body from bottom to top.

Even the soil on the ground floated slowly with Xiao Yao's infuriating energy.

The five elders of Kongtong opposite were stunned when they saw this scene. They each looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help but ask:

"Is this the Seven Injury Fist?"

The other four people shook their heads.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yao in front of them with scrutiny in their eyes.

Then, Xiao Yao's arm started to change with his fist.

The five elders of Kongtong were stunned again:

"This is the starting position of my Seven Injury Fist!"

"This......."

The movement is that of the Seven Injury Fist, but the direction of the true energy is very different from the Seven Injury Fist they connected.

For a moment, they couldn't tell the difference at all.

At this moment, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly opened.

He tapped the ground lightly with his left foot, and his whole body actually rose into the air.

Then he swung his fist heavily into the air.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers from the surrounding six sects and the Ming Cult were slightly stunned.

Song Qingshu from the Wudang Sect subconsciously said:

"What is this? Is he punching the air?"

But the next moment, Song Qingshu's mouth hadn't even closed after he finished speaking, and his whole expression was stiff!

I only heard "Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff..." A series of countless muffled sounds came.

The bodies of the five elders of Kongtong were trembling violently as they stood there.

"puff--"

Five lines of blood spurted out from the mouth and nose of Kongtong Wulao!

Then, like kites with broken strings, the bodies of the five people flew far away and landed heavily on the ground.

The five elders of Kongtong who fell on the ground had their eyes closed tightly, their faces were pale, and their orifices were bleeding.

It was obvious that he had no idea whether to live or die.