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Chapter 268 Zhang Sanfeng VS Four Holy Monks, in the name of Tai Chi!(2/2)

In the past, Zhang Zhenren was able to win the title of "No. 1 in the world" in the world, but he dominated the world with his martial arts. Only when he got older and his temperament softened did he have the leisure to communicate with his juniors!

The Four Holy Monks are indeed great, but they may not be able to win over Master Zhang!

Looking at the world, if there is anyone in the world who can integrate the two unique schools of Buddhism and Taoism, apart from Xu Ziyi and the insane evil king, there is only this Zhenren Zhang.

Master Jiaxiang shouted the Buddha's name and finally took action.

I saw Master Jiaxiang's whole body motionless, and even his sleeves did not rise at all. Suddenly, the skinny You Qian changed from standing up to stretching out flat, and his body swayed back and forth like a pillar, and his right hand gestured in front of his chest. , the shape of the palm gradually changes, the thumb is bent outwards, and the other fingers are straightened against each other, until the palm is pushed to the end, and the thumb presses the key point on Zhang Sanfeng's chest exactly.

Daoxin said in a low voice: "One finger of Zen, the donor be careful!"

Master Jiaxiang is the one with the most advanced cultivation among the four holy monks, and is also one of the masters of the "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan who entered Buddhism. His finger-pointing meditation is naturally no small matter.

The Venerable Emperor Xin said loudly: "The dharma hidden in the eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the lowered eyes of the Venerable Emperor Xin raised upwards, revealing a pair of deep and unpredictable divine lights, full of the wisdom of a philosopher and a saint. Then the gray monk's robe sank downwards and clung to his body, further highlighting his tallness. He has a rather naughty figure and can be shot with one palm. His movements are smooth and flowing, and he looks like an antelope hanging its horns, with a hidden mystery.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, both Dao Xin and Master Wisdom also took action.

Dao Xinheshi pushed out his palms, and the two waves of energy rolled towards Zhang Sanfeng's left back, making it difficult for him to change his position.

The wise and skillful wooden Buddha bead string was raised, and following his strange footwork, it seemed to be directly hitting Zhang Sanfeng's right ear drum point, but it could change its direction at any time, making it extremely unpredictable.

The siege was in full swing.

Zhang Sanfeng, who had already been tightly surrounded in the center, faced the four people who joined forces to encircle him, so he could only wave his sleeves, and his continuous Tai Chi movements suddenly changed.

It turned out that a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his palm. The wooden sword formed circles out of thin air in Zhang Sanfeng's hands in front of everyone. Every move was thrust out in an arc and retracted in an arc.

There seems to be no mystery at all, but the four people facing him are in trouble. This is because Zhang Sanfeng has no distractions in his mind at this time, and he moves the sword purely with his will. Every time he makes a move with the wooden sword, it seems to release a thin thread.

The four people were entangled in the air. As these filaments accumulated more and more, they seemed to have accumulated into balls of silk. No matter how the four people changed their moves, their bodies were already sluggish, and the whole person seemed to be constantly moving.

Increase the weight, five kilograms, six kilograms, seven kilograms... ten kilograms, twenty kilograms... Occasionally, he will use a move, but his real power is not enough, so he will be led around in circles by the wooden sword.

The four of them were becoming more and more frightened. They had never encountered such a strange scene since they started practicing martial arts. The five of them had fought fiercely for nearly a hundred moves, but they were led around by the wooden sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand.

Even with the combined strength of the four of them, they couldn't even touch the opponent's sword.

Zhang Sanfeng is always drawing circles with his sword, and no one else can tell whether each of his moves is offensive or defensive. This Tai Chi sword technique only involves making various circles, large and small, forward, backward, diagonal, and straight.

It can be said that there is only one move, but this move is always endless.

After another hundred moves, the four holy monks finally couldn't hold on anymore and vomited blood in unison and took a few steps back. Looking from right to left, they saw that all four monks looked sluggish and pale, and they had obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

Master Jiaxiang looked pale and asked, "What kind of martial arts is this?"

Based on his knowledge, he has never seen such an unbelievable technique in the past decades of traveling around the world. The whole move seems to be ingenious, but they still can't do anything together.

Even though they have escaped, the internal injuries suffered by the four people are serious, but compared to the mental marks left by each other, they may be difficult to break for a lifetime!

This is the tragedy of martial arts practitioners. The four of them have reached their end, but the sloppy old man in front of them still has a way forward!

"This merit is called 'Tai Chi', and it was created by me!" Zhang Sanfeng just smiled slightly.

"Little girl, since you are a member of the Buddhist sect, you should be clear about one thing. Don't be too careful in everything, and your fate will inevitably end early!"

Looking at the concubine Xuan under the moonlight on the bank of the river, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have remembered everything that happened a hundred years ago, and the smart and intelligent girl seemed to suddenly appear in his eyes, so he slowly spoke a warning.

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng did not wait for Master Xuan to understand or not before he helped Xu Ziyi up. The next moment, the figure was already a hundred feet away.

Only the two dragons were left watching with unwillingness as their figures gradually went away...

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