The woman's face was covered with a veil.
Although she had carefully disguised herself and restrained her aura, she looked ordinary like an ordinary girl.
However, Zhao Changsheng could sense the woman's cultivation technique.
" Great Heavenly Demon Art?!"
Zhao Changsheng narrowed his eyes.
The Sky Demon Great Art came from the Sky Demon Strategy of the Four Great Mystical Books. It was the ultimate skill of the Yin Sunflower Sect, and its grade was mid-grade Heaven Grade.
There were a total of six chapters and eighteen levels.
The first to the fourth level was the form and spirit chapter, the fifth to the eighth level was the hardness and softness chapter, the ninth to the twelfth level was the illusory and real chapter, the thirteenth to the sixteenth level was the space chapter, the seventeenth level was the disintegration chapter, and the eighteenth level was the reincarnation chapter.
It was second only to the Great Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique in the Heavenly Demon Strategy.
The further he went, the more powerful it became.
The sixteenth level was Zongshi realm pinnacle, and the eighteenth level was Earth Immortal realm.
In the Yin Sunflower Sect.
Only a few people were qualified to cultivate this technique.
“婠婠？!”
Zhao Changsheng guessed the woman's identity.
Yin Sunflower Sect and Kind Boathouse were like fire and water.
She should have come because of Shi Feixuan.?
Zhao Changsheng continued to observe.
The disciples of the Emei Sect were the most eye-catching.
The four beauties were all extremely beautiful and had their own characteristics.
Ma Xiuzhen had a lively personality.
Ye Xiuzhu was a schemer.
Sun Xiuqing was as gentle as a painting.
Shi Xiuyun was sweet and innocent.
Zhou Zhiruo was dressed in green. She was elegant and graceful, as if she was a fairy that had been left behind in the mortal world.
Yan Sanniang was dressed in red, neat and neat, and looked valiant.
Zhao Changsheng felt that he was not here to participate in the war, but to enjoy the scenery.
After a long time.
Zhao Changsheng retracted his gaze and understood the situation.
Perfected Zi Yang and the others quietly gathered with the main group.
Zhang Sanfeng walked at the front, ignoring the experts of the five great sects.
Ever since the incident with Zhang Cuishan.
The relationship between the WuTang Sect and the five great sects was gradually weakening.
The various sects owed the Wudang Sect, so they did not have the face to care about Zhang Sanfeng's attitude.
Song Yuanqiao felt helpless in his heart as he greeted the experts of the five great sects.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't stop. He walked to the front and was surprised to see Li Wangsheng. He asked curiously,"
"Did your master send you here?"
Although Wudang and Chunyang belonged to Taoism, they had no friendship.
Li Wangsheng was wearing a blue and white Daoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk. He said respectfully,"
"Yes."
"If it weren't for that incident eight years ago, my master would have personally left the mountain to help Perfected Zhang.”
Zhang Sanfeng knew the reason and smiled."
"Go back and tell your master to thank him for his kindness.”
"But this is a feud between Wudang Sect and Shaolin Temple. The others don't have to interfere.”
The Pure Yang Palace was the Orthodoxy of the Great Tang.
Eight years ago, something big happened.
Lu Dongbin's eldest disciple, Xie Yunliu, betrayed the Pure Yang Palace.
From then on.
Lu Dongbin had seen through the world and rarely left the mountain.
Li Wangsheng said seriously,"
"The battle between Wudang and Shaolin is not a battle between sects, but a battle between Buddhism and Taoism.”
"If you need me to help you, Reverend Zhang, feel free to ask.”
As a disciple of the Dao Sect, it was his duty to deal with the Buddhist Sect.
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said,
"Alright."
Li Wangsheng's information flashed through Zhao Changsheng's mind.
Lu Dongbin had six disciples, and Li Wangsheng was ranked second among them.
Although he wasn't as talented as Xie Yunliu, he was a late bloomer. He cultivated the Cheng Tian lower class cultivation technique, the Sit and Forget Sutra. He was the only person in the Pure Yang who had mastered this cultivation technique.
After Xie Yunliu betrayed the Pure Yang Sect, he became the Sect Leader of the Pure Yang Sect.
Zhang Sanfeng and Li Wangsheng exchanged a few words, then looked at the Shaolin masters blocking the road ahead.
"Kong Zhi, Kong Xing, you want to block the way?”
Zhang Sanfeng recognized the monk.
In the previous generation of Shaolin, there were four godly monks.
Kong Jian was the leader of the four divine monks and cultivated the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art. He died at the hands of Xie Xun.
Kong Wen is very shrewd and resourceful.
Kong Zhi was extremely talented and had mastered eleven of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate skills.
Kong Xing mainly cultivated the Earth Grade high-level ultimate technique, Dragon Claw Hand. He had already touched the Realm of Dao, and his hands were comparable to Earth Grade divine weapons.
Everyone's talent and strength could not be underestimated.
Kong Xing strode out and said in a deep voice,"
"Shaolin is a place of pure cultivation, and space is limited.”
"Wudang can only have a hundred people go up the mountain, the five great sects can only have ten people go up the mountain, the other forces can only have one person go up the mountain, and the itinerant cultivators can only have fifty people go up the mountain.”
"If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me.”
As soon as he said that.
Everyone was in an uproar.
Shaolin was known as the world's largest sect.
The mountain could accommodate thousands or even tens of thousands of people, let alone a few hundred.
There were tens of thousands of people in the field, but only a few hundred were allowed to go up the mountain?
Wudang had thousands of people, but only a hundred were allowed to go up the mountain?
What about the others?
Everyone understood.
Kong Xing was trying to show off his might to Wudang and dampen their morale. He was also trying to scare the other sects and itinerant cultivators away from the battle.
The deepest meaning was to test Wudang's bottom line.
Wudang Sect was here to avenge Zhang Cuishan, and they were going to stop here?
Or did he want to humiliate Shaolin?
Or would they fight?
Or was it a battle between Buddhism and Taoism that would not end until one of them died?
In short, it was killing two birds with one stone.
Most people were angry but did not dare to speak.
A small number of people sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight.
Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng, waiting for his reaction.
"A gentleman cannot be deceived."
Zhao Changsheng sneered and mourned for Kong Xing.
After he returned to Wudang Mountain, he had a lot of contact with Zhang Sanfeng and knew Zhang Sanfeng's attitude towards Shaolin Temple.
There was no need to endure anymore.
"Very good."
Seeing Kong Xing's fearless eyes, Zhang Sanfeng thought of the tragedy when he left Shaolin Temple, the tragedy at his 100th birthday banquet, and the humiliation when he went to Shaolin Temple to seek medical treatment.
All sorts of things.
"Clang!"
The True Martial Sword was unsheathed.
The divine weapon had waited for decades just for a moment of light.
The sword was unsheathed.
The world was instantly filled with a murderous aura.
The weather changed.
The cold wind howled.
Everyone was scared out of their wits.
The sword flashed and returned to its sheath.
Everyone looked up.
The thumbs of Kong Xing's hands fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
The Sword Qi raged in Kong Xing's meridians, causing him to continuously vomit blood. His face was pale and he was heavily injured.
"Ah…"
Kong Xing opened his mouth wide and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The voice was extremely shrill.
It made everyone who heard it sad and shed tears.
"You…You…"
Kong Xing stared at Zhang Sanfeng, but he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't dare to point his finger at Zhang Sanfeng.
In the arena.
The others were also stunned.
" Perfected Zhang drew his sword?!"
"For swordsmen, they have been cultivating their swords for decades, and the moment they unsheathe their swords, their power is the greatest. Why did Perfected Zhang draw his sword at emptiness?! Isn't this overkill?"
"That's right. It seems that today's battle is more lively than I imagined!”
"When Perfected Zhang was young, he abhorred evil as his enemy. Under the True Martial Sword, he would either die or be injured. It was already lucky that he did not die under Perfected Zhang's sword!”
……
Many old people thought of Zhang Sanfeng's elegance when he was young and sighed.
Dragon Claw Hand tempered both hands.
If the thumbs of his hands were broken, he would become a cripple.
For martial artists, it was more unbearable than killing the other party.
Of course, Kong Xing was still alive.
"What do you think?"
Zhang Sanfeng's expression was calm. He didn't look at Kong Xing anymore. Instead, he looked at Kong Zhi.
……
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