Chapter 20: Sword Light Cold Deer

"Boom boom!"

The cold air swept away, Zhang Sanfeng's beard and hair was clear and erect. The innate qi spread throughout his body to form a huge circular vacuum. The hardness and softness were used, and the palm power was soft, but it was like a seal or a closed one. The softness of water was used, and the power of water was surging.

For a moment, Lu Jian Gu captured Zhang Wuji, and the Xuanming Divine Palm was used to the extreme, but it still could not stop Zhang Sanfeng's palm power and was in a mess.

"boom!"

The palms intersected, and a violent energy surged. The deer bark was shaken away in one fell swoop, his mouth was covered in blood, his face turned pale, and he looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was following him panting and glaring at Zhang Wuji, who was about to raise Zhang Sanfeng to threaten Zhang Sanfeng, but his face suddenly changed.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly accelerated, flashed and came out of his palm. The innate qi was soaked in silence and quietly arrived. Zhang Wuji suddenly flew towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Suddenly, Lu Zhanke caught him off guard. The credit he received was destroyed by this old Taoist Zhang. He was embarrassed and angry, his face turned red, and he shouted: "Don't think about it!"

As he said that, he used the Xuanming Divine Palm and instead of entangling with Zhang Sanfeng, he patted Zhang Wuji.

"not good!"

"Wuji!"

"Bang! Boom!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Sanfeng allows you to have a high level of cultivation. Zhang Wuji was hit by my Xuanming Divine Palm. Just wait to collect his corpse!" Lu Zhanke hit Zhang Wuji with a palm, and was also hit by Zhang Sanfeng. He was seriously injured, but he also used his strength to escape.

The figure shook, and Zhang Sanfeng caught Zhang Wuji. Seeing his face turned blue, his whole body trembled, and a layer of frost condensed on his face. His white eyebrows frowned, and a pure yang true energy injected into his body, temporarily protecting his heart, and sighed with a sigh.

He said to everyone who surrounded him, "Let's go and follow me into the house. Wuji's injuries cannot be delayed." As he said that, he quickly walked into the house, and everyone hurriedly followed closely.

The back mountain is filled with mountains, full of green and continuous. On a century-old tree, Yang Guan sat on the thick and huge branches, staring blankly.

In front of the Palace of Supreme Harmony, Yang Guan was shocked by Zhang Sanfeng's state of mind and cultivation. He looked suddenly and came to his senses after half a day. Seeing that everyone was leaving, he came to the back mountain after thinking about it.

He never saw Zhang Sanfeng exert his full strength and suddenly used all his strength. Even if he had any guesses in his heart, Yang Guan was still shocked. Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation was only in the late stage of the innate stage. He guessed correctly. This world is thin and there is no extreme cultivation technique in his life for a hundred years. With his supreme talent, Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation level has reached such profoundness, which is admirable.

What shocked him was that Zhang Sanfeng's mental state of mind had reached the second level of the master, and all things were unified. His control over the true qi body, qi and blood reached the level of perfection.

Even if he uses innate true energy instead of the true energy of a master, his combat power is very terrifying, and ordinary masters are afraid that they are not his opponent.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's strength, Yang Guan couldn't help but think of himself. His qualifications were not good or bad, and he was only at the highest level. Compared with Zhang Sanfeng, the gap was too big. Fortunately, he had a deep blessing and had the Qikun Pearl, which was a rare treasure, and he would not be able to compare with Zhang Sanfeng in the future.

But what if there is no Qiankun Pearl? Yang Guan was calm and put away his thoughts of playing frivolously after slaying the dragon. People always rely on themselves, and external things are always external things.

Retracting his thoughts, Yang Guan waited quietly, he was waiting for Lu Zhanke. He was very envious of the Xuanming Divine Palm in the hands of the two elders of Xuanming. In order to achieve the lofty ideal of collecting martial arts in the world, Lu Zhanke, you should be dead!

A relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Sanfeng could reach the level of a master with his top qualifications, and he could see the ultimate martial arts of countless worlds, achieve the level of a master, and take different paths for different people.

"Swishy!"

With his ears moving, a strange movement came. Yang Guan's expression condensed, he turned over and hid quietly behind the tree trunk, waiting for peace.

A figure quickly entered the sight, and in a moment, he arrived under the Yang Guan tree.

"laugh!"

The sword slashed through the air and suddenly came like lightning. The heart was cold. The Lu Jianke's face changed and he shouted, "Who is it?" At the same time, his figure shook, he quickly retreated, raised his palm to meet the long sword chasing him.

"When, buzz!"

A huge force came, and the long sword trembled sharply. The sword rounded and drew a semicircle. The huge force dissipated. Yang Guan's pupils shrank and looked down on Lu Zhanke. Unexpectedly, after a game against Zhang Sanfeng, he was still so powerful. His cultivation was weak. The sword light turned and he drew straight out.

"It's you," he stood up and saw him clearly, and said coldly: "Hmph, you little bastard also want to intercept me, hehe, is there no one in Wudang? Who else can come out!"

Looking around, the deer walker's eyes were full of vigilance.

"Swish, old man, don't look at it, no one, huh? Your hands are bleeding. It's so fat, it's nothing to shed some blood, hehe." Yang Guanbian teased her hands, and the sword shadows continued, and in an instant, the cold light was scattered.

Lu Zhanke was given a palm by Zhang Sanfeng. He was seriously injured, but was attacked by Yang Guan again. He circulated his true energy regardless of his injuries, and his injuries became even worse for a moment.

Yang Guan chased him tightly, and Lu Zhanke complained in his heart, not daring to neglect, suppressing his internal injuries, and taking over Yang Guan's attack with his teeth.

The sword body sang softly and felt the power in it. Yang Guan's heart moved. The power of the deer stick was weakening, and the internal injuries were probably unable to be suppressed. He remained silent and used the Liangyi sword technique slowly. This was a good target for practicing swordsmanship.

The real and the real are uncertain, and the light and darkness are changing. Lu Wanke is trapped in the sword light and cannot escape. However, Lu Wanke is a congenital master after all, with rich experience and profound cultivation. Yang Guan cannot hurt him for a while.

The two were in a stalemate, Lu Zhanke was anxious, his injuries became more and more difficult to suppress, but Yang Guan's swordsmanship became more and more skillful, and he had fewer weaknesses to exploit.

If this continues, I am afraid I will die today, so I feel unwilling to accept it. I took advantage of the time to find the right time and gritted my teeth and said ruthlessly: "Junior, I want to kill me, I'm still a little more tender, I'll die!"

"boom!"

As he said that, a cool and cold aura suddenly arose. The deer walker didn't care about his injuries. The Xuanming true energy in his body surged out, and his palms sprinkled. The cool and cold true energy met the air and formed ice palms, and for a moment, the ice palms all over the sky covered Yang Guan.

"No, this old man is anxious to jump over the wall." His face changed slightly, and Liangyi's sword technique changed, and a sharp sword force followed.

Fast, unparalleled fast, the air seemed to have no resistance, the long sword in his hand seemed to have no weight, and sword shadows were drawn out. In an instant, many swords were stabbed out. The sky was full of residual sword shadows, and the frozen leaves on the ground, and the shadow of the Xuanbing Palm was broken.

"Boom! Swallow"

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his body was flying, his sword was straight, and the pure Yang true energy was injected into the sword, the cold light shining, and his murderous intention was infinite. Yang Guan, who was flying, stared at Lu Zhanke, with a cold face.

The tip of the sword shining with cold light reflected in his pupils quickly became bigger, and his heart was filled with despair, and he had no strength left. He squirted out a "puzzle" of blood.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Yang Guan felt a chill in his heart, and a bad feeling emerged. His face changed, his body paused, and he turned backwards. The sword turned with the momentum to defend against the back.

"Boom! Crack"

It was still a little late, and the long sword resisted, broke into several pieces and shot in various pieces. The remaining strength was not reduced, and it was stamped on Yang Guan's chest. The whole person was knocked away, and a stream of cold true energy was immersed in his body.

"Bang, puff!"

When he landed on the ground, Yang Guan held up his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was in chaos, but he didn't show any expression. He blinked, looked at the visitor and said in confusion: "Hen Bi?"

"Hmph, it's me!" He Biweng turned his head, stepped forward to support the shaking Lu Zhanke, and said with concern: "Second brother, are you okay?"

"Yes!" Lu Zhanke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw He Biweng arrive.

"Two, let's talk slowly, I'm going!" While they were talking, Yang Guan temporarily suppressed his injuries, moved his body and flew onto a tree, saying.

"Young man wants to escape, take my palm!" He Biweng shouted angrily, and said that as Xuanming's true energy surged, he punched out a Xuanming divine palm.

"boom!"

Yang Guan's figure flashed, and the palm hit the giant tree. The cold air spread. The tree trunk was frozen for a long time. Without stopping, he turned over and flew to the top of the tree and rushed away.

"Old man, I have recorded the incident of the sneak attack on me!"

"Hmph!" He Biweng couldn't help but snorted coldly and was about to chase after Yang Guan's words.

"Brother, wait, Old Dao Zhang is on the mountain." Lu Zhanke hurriedly called him.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng on the mountain, a hint of hesitation flashed in He Biweng's eyes.

"I was seriously injured by Zhang Sanfeng's palm, so I took advantage of the situation and went in."
Chapter completed!