Zhang Zhiwei Is Not Dead? Everyone was shocked!
Golden light suddenly rose, like the sun rising from the east!
Inside and outside the front hall, it was all bright.
Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, not daring to open them again.
Until the golden light disappeared.
No one in the front hall could react in time.
What was going on? Immortals descending into the world?
Wasn't that too exaggerated?
"I heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of North Winds Peak is at most surrounded by golden light. Then, one palm and one true dragon.”
"That's already a mysterious skill.”
"But that golden light was even more terrifying than the eighteen golden dragons!”
The Shaolin monk, Master Kong Zhi, was shocked. His solemn face was now filled with horror.
To be honest.
Who present had ever seen such a terrifying scene?
Shaolin, Emei, and Kunlun did not have it…Even if one looked at the entire martial arts world, or even the entire world.
Other than dreaming, who dared to say that they had seen such a miraculous thing with their own eyes?
For a moment, most people felt like they were in a dream.
He even wondered if his eyes had blurred at that moment.
However, how could so many people be dazzled?
"Master Kong Wen, what's wrong?"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Master Kong Wen looked like he was possessed. His hands suddenly trembled and he kept pinching the prayer beads in his hands.
It seemed that he had used a lot of strength to coil the prayer beads for who knows how many years.
One by one, they exploded under Master Kong Wen's finger.
Was he nervous?
Or was he frightened by something?
"Impossible, this can't be true!”
Some of the older experts were shocked to see the highly respected Master Kong Wen in such a state.
"Could it really be that unreasonable old fellow?”
Nun Jingxuan of Emei was the calmest.
This was because Mount Emei had always been in harmony with Wudang.
Its founder, Guo Xiang, once had a story with Wudang's founder, Zhang Sanfeng.
Even though the so-called Saint Grand Duke had intervened, Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang's love had not been fulfilled.
However, the friendship between the two factions remained the same.
It could be said that other than the Wudang Sect disciples, only the Emei Sect disciples were not afraid of that Great Saint Grandfather.
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be Celestial Master Zhang's Golden Light Curse.”
Many experts of the older generation took a deep breath.
"If it really is the Golden Light Curse, then it must be that old fellow!”
"You keep calling me an old fellow. Aren't you afraid of death? Hurry up and change your name to Zhang Tianshi!"
"No, no, no. It's safer. I have to call Senior Zhang.”
"That's right. By this time, Zhang Zhiwei should have lived for 130 years.”
"He's already our senior!”
The Sea Sand Sect, Giant Whale Sect, and other sects heard the discussion of the older generation.
His eyes widened.
"130 years old? Are you kidding me?”
"Zhang Sanfeng lived for 100 years without any external objects, and that was enough to shake the world. That Saint Great-Grandfather lived for 130 years?”
"What kind of demon is this?"
"If you say that this is an immortal, I dare to believe it. But if you say that this is a person who has lived for more than 130 years, who dares to believe it?”
Ordinary people would live a long life if they lived to fifty or sixty years old, and seventy or eighty years old would be the limit.
Therefore, anyone who heard that someone had lived for more than 130 years would find it unbelievable.
"If such a person really exists, then he's a living immortal!”
At this moment.
He Taichong, Mr. Tie Qin of Kunlun, suddenly widened his eyes.
"Impossible, how can that old man still be alive?”
"Who can enter seclusion for more than twenty years at a time?”
"Even a stone would be damaged by the wind if it was placed on the top of the mountain for twenty years.”
"How could Zhang Zhiwei reach that level?”
"I haven't appeared in the martial world for twenty years."
"There's only one possibility.”
"Then how can a corpse come out?”
" He's still alive after twenty years of seclusion."
"Who would believe such nonsense?"
However, He Taichong had just finished speaking.
Master Kong Wen opened his eyes.
The prayer beads in his hands had all exploded, leaving only white powder in his hands.
"If I'm not mistaken, that is the Golden Light Curse.”
"Zhang Zhiwei is not dead!"
"Moreover, judging from the Golden Light Curse that just appeared, his strength is probably even more terrifying than twenty years ago.”
Hearing this sentence.
An old woman gasped in fright. As if she had thought of something, her entire body trembled.
Then, starting from the old woman, the surrounding people smelled a foul smell.
He was so scared that he had wet his pants?
The young juniors of Divine Fist Position Sect and Sea Sand Sect were shocked.
Who was that Wudang Saint Great-Grandfather?
What had he done in the past?
He could actually scare a highly respected elder into such a state?
"That's an old senior from Mount Kunlun!”
"If it's Mount Kunlun, then there's no need to make a fuss!”
Some of the older generation experts looked at the old woman who had lost her composure due to the shock and sighed deeply.
"In the past, when that old fellow barged into Mount Kunlun to reason, he almost destroyed the entire Mount Kunlun!”
"To be honest, that old fellow is usually easy to talk to, but we shouldn't provoke him.”
Countless young experts were shocked!
Kunlun Sect!
That was a large sect that could be compared to Wudang and Emei!
He was an existence that was famous throughout the entire world of martial arts.
He was almost destroyed by a person?
Just how terrifying was that person?
Grandmasters?
Or a great grandmaster?
Or…higher?
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