The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Just after Yi Jifeng called out, the little monk raised his head, his eyes were blank, but he had already slapped Yi Jifeng with his palm.

Zhang Junbao turned over like an arhat, and his right palm seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, and instantly reached three inches from Yi Jifeng's face.

Seeing the golden palm approaching, Yi Jifeng and Hui said in unison: "Powerful Vajra Palm!"

The next moment, Yi Jifeng put his right fingers together to form a sword, and the sword finger was launched later but arrived first. It was simple and majestic. He just pointed out with a simple finger, but used the simplest move to stab directly, blocking all subsequent changes of the Vajra Palm.

With a "hum", the sword energy pierced the weakest part of the palm method, and the gold in Zhang Junbao's palm shattered, but he did not hesitate. He turned his wrist, and three fingers were combined. Only two fingers were combined, turning into red gold and stabbing out, which was the powerful Vajra Finger.

The golden fingertips touched Yi Jifeng's sword finger, eliminating Yi Jifeng's sword energy. At the same time, Zhang Junbao rolled in the air and retreated three feet.

Then, Zhang Junbao kicked his left foot on the ground, kicked his right foot in the air, and kicked Yi Jifeng's chest with a move of "Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Kick".

Yi Jifeng did not move, and waited until Zhang Junbao's toes were close to his chest, then he took a deep breath, and his chest collapsed naturally. At the same time, his right sword finger pointed upward, and a sword energy pierced the "Yongquan Point" on the sole of Zhang Junbao's foot.

"Junbao!!!" Yi Jifeng shouted again.

Zhang Junbao did not answer, his left foot rotated, his right foot avoided the sword energy, and kicked Yi Jifeng's lower road with a move of "Dragon Swinging Tail", and at the same time, he punched Yi Jifeng's chest with a move of "Arhat Sleeping".

The former of these two moves is fast and fierce, and the latter is soothing and natural. They are completely different artistic conceptions, but they are perfectly integrated!

Yi Jifeng was just startled, his hands kept moving, his sword fingers swayed left and right, transforming into two sword qi, a simple and unadorned sword intent locked onto Zhang Junbao, but the sword qi turned into a soft and soft one, locking onto Zhang Junbao.

"Straight and curved as desired, light and heavy as you like! Master Yi has great kung fu!" The three Shaolin monks put their palms together at the same time.

The two sword qi seemed to be straight, but they did not change to cope with all changes, and they could always block all of Zhang Junbao's backhands. After the two sword qi came to him, they were more like a ribbon that wrapped around Zhang Junbao's hands and feet.

Zhang Junbao's left hand was golden, but it was not a fierce and sharp Vajra Palm. Instead, the palm shadows were transformed, one into two, two into four, and instantly turned into sixteen palms, which was the "Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm".

The palm power was changing unpredictably, and it was also mixed with the changes of yin and yang, and Buddhism and Taoism were compatible. It bypassed the weak point of Yi Jifeng's sword qi, and instantly turned into the "Powerful Vajra Palm", cutting off the sword qi like gold cutting jade.

The moment he regained his freedom, Zhang Junbao put his hands together, turned his palms, and instantly the palm shadows reappeared, densely packed, uncertain palm shadows slapped Yi Jifeng's arms and chest.

"Good!" Yi Jifeng praised, and thrust out his sword finger, making a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. His light hands were like a giant axe splitting the mountain, carrying heavy air waves, breaking the cleverness with force!

Yi Jifeng lifted the light as if it were heavy, and with one finger he opened up Zhang Junbao's heavy palm shadows, and then continued to thrust forward with his sword finger, and then turned it into a light lift, and the giant axe splitting the mountain became soft around his fingers, and with one finger he hit Zhang Junbao's chest, shocking him back three feet.

While Zhang Junbao was flying back in the air, he grabbed a monk's wooden stick from the side with his right hand, and he stood still, clasped his hands together, and used a move of "pilgrimage to worship Buddha".

Then, he started to use the "Mad Stick Technique" while swaying. The stick wind whistled and the air waves rolled. Everyone was puzzled, and Yi Jifeng was confused.

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"You silly boy, he is in enlightenment and needs you to integrate all his knowledge. Fight him!" A voice behind the crowd scolded.

Yi Jifeng's face was happy, and he said, "Second Uncle!"

The figure continued to scold, "He is now trapped in the martial arts barrier. If he can't break through, he will definitely fall into madness. You hit him hard to wake him up."

Before Yi Jifeng could speak, Zhang Junbao swung the long stick in his hand, and with a move of "asking for directions to the west", the tip of the stick pointed directly at Yi Jifeng's face.

Yi Jifeng stretched out his hand and a sword fell into his hand. Then the sword turned into a breeze, invisible and intangible, and stabbed Zhang Junbao's wrist from the heavy stick shadows.

Zhang Junbao, with a stick in his hand, was like a madman. His moves were chaotic and seemed to be without any rules, but each move was coherent and orderly, and each move was unexpected and had endless follow-up moves.

Yi Jifeng's long sword turned into a breeze, floating in the shadow of the stick, but each time he could stab the stick seven inches, curbing a poisonous dragon in a square inch.

After a set of stick techniques were used, Zhang Junbao threw the long stick in his hand, grabbed a long knife from the side, and with a knife flower, a set of Bodhi knife techniques were launched. The moves were fierce, the knife was like Shura, and a bloody storm of hell unfolded.

A move of "Buddha Saves Shura" was extremely fierce, slashing at Yi Jifeng's chest, like a ferocious beast choosing a person to eat.

Yi Jifeng's moves remained unchanged, but his sword intent was completely different. The long sword was like aThe dragon fighting against the wind and snow.

With a wave of the long sword, everyone felt cold, as if they had come to Kunlun Mountain, and saw a dragon fighting with a ferocious beast in the snow and wind, with each sword being fatal and chasing the soul.

Both of them fought fast, and the rampant sword energy and the domineering and fierce knife energy dominated the whole scene. A fallen leaf was caught in the scene from nowhere and was torn into pieces the moment it fell into the scene.

The others were stunned by this scene and dared not miss any details.

Zhang Junbao swung his long sword, and the domineering knife energy flickered, and the real and fake were uncertain, biting the long sword and refusing to let go; Yi Jifeng pulled with his long sword, breaking the whole into pieces with the sword energy, blocking layer by layer, like a dragon reaching out its claws, locking the long sword first.

Zhang Junbao was half asleep and half awake, and felt that the long sword had run out of power. He immediately let go of the sword, gathered strength with his left hand, and clapped his right hand. With a powerful and domineering dragon roar, three long dragon phantoms rushed towards Yi Jifeng, which was "Kuang Long You Hui".

Zhang Junbao clapped out with a palm, and the aftereffects continued. Then he used the "Autumn Wind Three Sends". His figure flashed to the left side of Yi Jifeng, and he also used the "Kuang Long You Hui" palm with surging palm power.

The next moment, his figure flashed again, and in an instant, twelve dragon shadows roared on the spot, strangling Yi Jifeng in front, behind, and around.

When Zhang Junbao clapped out the first palm, Yi Jifeng felt the fierce and domineering momentum, and his face changed.

As the twelve dragon roars sounded, Yi Jifeng and the people around him felt their ears "buzzing" and instantly lost their hearing. Yi Jifeng was surrounded by twelve long dragons. He waved his palms and seven long swords appeared around him.

The next moment, seven different sword intentions appeared around him, and the sword intentions of lightness and heaviness, slowness and urgency, hardness and softness, sharpness, sacredness, blood evil, etc. blocked the twelve palm forces.

And Zhang Junbao moved as he wished, his body changed from four to eight, and as he slapped out one palm after another, the palm power continued to surge towards Yi Jifeng.

Thinking of what his elder brother had said, Yi Jifeng gathered all his thoughts and held his palms in front of him.

"I lost my father when I was young, and my grandfather wanted to revive Mingjian Villa. However, my eldest brother was very talented, so I didn't need to work too hard, nor did my grandfather need to worry about the labor."

"So my grandfather asked me to be a gentleman, humble and polite."

"My eldest brother is very talented. He can learn any martial arts and master them in a short time. Most of my martial arts were taught by him, but he didn't want me to follow his path. He said that people should have their own ideas."

"My second uncle is a heretic. He has been obsessed with love all his life, but he has never changed his original intention."

"I never understood what I wanted? Now, I understand! I want Mingjian Villa to continue to dominate the world, I want to keep my ambition and continue to write the legend of martial arts."

Others didn't know what Yi Jifeng was talking about, but Yi Tianxing, who was watching from a distance, changed his face. This was enlightenment!

"So, I can't see through fame and fortune. I have a sword, which is called 'Sword'! With a sword in hand, the world will follow. 'Sword' is the sword."

As he spoke, seven Qi soldiers hummed and instantly staggered. A long sword three feet and four inches long, shaped like a swimming dragon, with blood grooves on both sides of the sword body appeared on the side.

As soon as the sword came out, Yi Jifeng clenched his hands, and the other seven Qi soldiers flew into the 'Sword' soldiers; as he swung his hands down, the sword intent of suppressing the world and no one dared to disobey locked Zhang Junbao, and the sword energy blasted around.

The sword energy was like a hurricane, instantly turning the area of ​​​​three feet into purgatory. Zhang Junbao's palm power instantly scattered, and the sword energy instantly pierced Zhang Junbao's left chest.

Zhang Junbao groaned, his eyes were dull and he was about to fall. The next moment, a beautiful figure with nine afterimages flashed by, grabbed Zhang Junbao with her right hand, and her left hand turned jade-colored. As she waved, it collided with the sword energy, making a "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound.

The beautiful figure groaned, dispersed the sword energy, and rolled over like a fox. She grabbed Zhang Junbao without stopping, and instantly jumped over the wall and disappeared into the corridors in the temple.