The third rich stands in place, proudly erecting his chest and standing still.

The sword was held behind him, and the old god looked ahead, his ears moved slightly, listening to the surrounding enemies!

At the same time, Zhang Shan and Zhang Shui exchanged their eyes in the air and nodded slightly.

The other nine people also glanced at their companions.

The eleven people reached out their belts almost at the same time.

The hand gently buckles.

"kill!"

Zhang Shan and Zhang Shui roared at the same time.

The four people outside also shouted at the same time: "A lifetime of death - change!"

Then eleven people shook their hands on their waists at Zhang Sanfeng.

I saw eleven yellow talismans flying over.

Some turned into smoke!

Some have turned into dust.

Some have turned into hidden weapons.

Some turned into a belt.

Some have turned into ropes!

Some turned into fragrance!

In short, Zhang Sanfeng's location was shrouded in smoke and covered by wind and dust.

A series of tie bands were inserted through, and ropes were wrapped around, limiting Zhang Sanfeng's moving space to a close limit.

The fragrance is intoxicating, but it will fall if you smell it.

At this time, Zhang Shan and Zhang Shui's swift swords stabbed at the Third Fen in the Central Plains.

Zhang Sanfeng blocked with one sword and directly fought with bare hands.

The Wudang Nine Yang Gong is based on the creation of the Nine Yang in the remnants of the chapter. The essence of practice is the highest internal skill of the Wudang School.

Zhang Sanfeng's unique skills are also a technique that must be practiced for protecting the body and defending himself.

It is not a big deal to turn a sword into a hand and fight with the sword.

Instead, he entered the sword scroll with his hand, and directly destroyed the opponent's weapon with his deep internal strength.

Zhang Shan retreated in shock.

Zhang Shui also gained nothing after the two swords.

At this time, nine people from the periphery gathered in.

The weapons attacked Zhang Sanfeng from the left, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right,

It's almost touching his body.

At this time, Sanfeng's long sword shot out and killed the enemy on the right with one sword.

Break the nine-person formation.

Then use your hands to develop a Tai Chi power.

Then he opened his eyes and shot out a cold front.

Expand your arms.

There was only a bang.

The rope and the bunch of cloth were all broken.

The smoke and dust all rushed to all directions.

The eight people rushing up all screamed and flew backwards for more than twenty steps.

Then vomit blood, and no one of them has the power to fight.

"The internal strength is endless, how is this possible!"

"The breath that only the ninth grade ascends to heaven!"

Li Shan and Li Shui were extremely shocked.

Just now, they were somewhat affected.

Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength is far beyond ordinary people's meridians, at least the thickness of six or seven fifth-grade masters.

How could this old man have so many?

It's obviously just a sixth grade.

Yes, real strength cannot deceive them.

They learned from the scriptures that Zhang Sanfeng’s true strength.

But this old man is a little weird.

Could it be that there are three or four dantians that cannot be achieved!

"It's a pity that the seven disciples of the old Taoist are not here, otherwise the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation that was launched can destroy your mountain gate in one move!" San Feng sighed with regret, and then slowly walked towards Zhang Shui in the black Taoist robe:

"Since I died twenty years ago, why should I still live!"
Chapter completed!