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Chapter Twenty

Sha Tongtian rushed forward suddenly, and the moment was surprisingly fast. With a "bang", his palms had hit Li Zhichang's chest firmly. He retreated with one blow, and without waiting for Li Zhichang to fight back, he had withdrawn two meters away. Sha Tongtian said sternly: "You hit the palm power of my 'Shocking Palm', and you can't live tomorrow. This is your own fault, and you must not blame others."

Two years ago, Li Zhichang's martial arts were far beyond the reach of Peng Lianhu Sha Tongtian. At this time, he practiced both inside and outside and gradually reached the realm of transformation. Although Sha Tongtian's "Shocking Palm" was domineering and sharp, how could he hurt him? It's just that Li Zhichang deliberately wanted to give these people a warning, so he let him slap his three palms and refused to fight back.

Sha Tongtian's "Shocking Palm" has been practiced for twenty years in the Yellow River waterway. He can slap the three-foot-thick stone slab with one palm, which is really fierce and domineering. Seeing that Li Zhichang was hit by his palms, his internal organs must have been shattered, but he still smiled as if nothing happened. He thought to himself: "This kid is still standing firm until his death." Turning around and saying to Wanyan Kang, "The little prince is at the bottom, but he accidentally hurts your guest, but he is still dead. It is better to send it out quickly and see the last time his family can still meet."

Li Zhichang raised his head, pressed the hilt of the sword and said loudly: "The Dragon King of the Ghost Sect has only a false reputation, has short-sighted knowledge, or does not know the world's martial arts, and the cultivation of various schools has their own strengths. With your rice pearl, you have never seen the authentic methods of the Xuanmen." After saying that, he laughed loudly, and his laughter was majestic and powerful, and he had the momentum of breaking stones and breaking clouds. He showed that he was full of energy and deep internal strength.

When Sha Tongtian heard this, he knew that he was not injured at all, and his face was ashamed and his body shook. Only then did he realize that he had given his three palms, and he was definitely not his opponent. In fact, Sha Tongtian's palm power was enough to be among the top in the huge martial arts world, otherwise he would not be able to dominate the Yellow River waterway. If it weren't for ten years that he could have been unscathed by his palm.

Although Liang Ziweng and others knew that Li Zhichang was powerful and Peng Lianhu Hou Tonghai suffered a great loss at his hands, they had no idea how powerful the method was. Although they admitted that Li Zhichang was better than them, they felt that it was limited. The people of the Zhao Palace were numerous, and he could never make it difficult for him to rush forward. Only then did they realize that Li Zhichang was terrible. At this time, during the Song Dynasty, storytelling in the Three Kingdoms was very popular, and they couldn't help but think of: I'm afraid that the ancients said that taking the general's head among millions of troops was like taking a pill, and that's what this person was like.

Then Li Zhichang said coldly: "It's impolite to come but not come. Please ask King Shalong to take a move." Li Zhichang was determined to demonstrate, but he didn't want to appear to be a good temper, so he decided to punish Sha Tongtian. Sha Tongtian had been scared by him, so he didn't dare to fight back. He was also a good player in the martial arts world, but he was so scared that he didn't dare to move. It was Li Zhichang who had already broken his courage before he made a move. Otherwise, it would be not easy to control the other party in one move.

Suddenly, a person turned around next to Sha Tongtian and pushed out with his hands. It was ordinary, but there was an unstoppable force. Although Li Zhichang had nothing to do with Sha Tongtian's three palms, his energy was always a little stagnant, and then he was unwilling to use ten thousand force, otherwise he would have seen blood before the banquet could be a guest. Therefore, he only used five points of the ten force, and the two palms were connected, and it was too late to add force. Li Zhichang shook slightly, but the person who came back took more than three steps. Although the judgment was made, it was not so perfect. Seeing that Li Zhichang was not so invincible like a god or a demon, Peng Lianhu and others regained their confidence. Wanyan Kang was relieved.

Li Zhichang saw that the man was wearing white clothes, light fur and slow-wearing, and his expression was very cool. He seemed to be thirty-five or six years old, with his eyes flying slanted, his face was elegant, but he was also heroic. He was dressed in clothes and looked like a rich prince.

Wanyan Kang smiled and said, "This is Young Master Ouyang, the young master of Baituo Mountain in Kunlun, the Western Regions. The single name is Ke. Mr. Ouyang has been through the Central Plains. This is the first time you meet?" This man suddenly appeared, and even Peng Lianhu, Liang Ziweng and others did not know each other. Everyone was secretly impressed when they saw him showing off his skills, but no one heard the name of Baituo Mountain in the Western Regions. Ouyang Ke bowed and said, "I should have come to Yanjing a few days ago, but because I encountered a little thing on the way, I delayed for a few days, so I was late. Please forgive me."

Li Zhichang thought to himself: I don’t know if Ouyang Feng has arrived. Tonight, the Zhao Prince’s Mansion has gathered masters. Even Ouyang Feng is not only the world’s five masters, but the four masters in the world, the Southern Emperors, North Beggars, East Evils, and West Poisons all have been in the Huashan Sword Competition. They are one of the few people in the world who have experienced fighting with top masters, and they have also fought with the other three masters. This experience alone is also a unique opportunity. Otherwise, Qiu Qianren’s pair of iron palm skills would be from the outside to the inside and penetrate the realm of transformation, but he is always one point worse than the other four masters. The old naughty boy Zhou Botong’s Quanzhen martial arts has been practiced so hard that he created Kongming fist by himself, and he is still half a point behind Huang Yaoshi, because of that experience.

As for Zhou Botong's two-handed approach, he can beat the Five Masters, which is even more great. Although he can use different moves with his hands, his internal strength cannot be doubled sharply. It can certainly have amazing effects when using it for the first time, but no matter what kind of moves he can use in front of a top master, it can only be used once, and it will not work afterwards.

Li Zhichang had no grudges that could not be resolved with the people in the Zhao palace. Wanyan Kang lowered his posture, and Li Zhichang was not a person who could not rub the sand in his eyes. Even if Wanyan Kang was greedy for wealth and bad character, he was not as honest as Guo Jing, and he was always very respectful to Li Zhichang, and there was no reason for Li Zhichang to deliberately target him.

Wanyan Kang invited Li Zhichang to attend the seat. Li Zhichang was indecisive. Ouyang Ke had just met Li Zhichang, knowing that this Taoist martial arts was not weak, but he didn't know that Li Zhichang had not done his best just now, so he was not afraid. Ouyang Ke was also a smart person. If he had not indulged in women and delayed his martial arts advancement, he was the descendant of Western Poison. At this moment, even if his martial arts skills were not as good as Ouyang Feng's senior level, he could still reach the level of Li Zhichang's martial arts not being achieved. His marks in his heart and his expression was not obvious, so he could talk to Li Zhichang and Wanyan Kang. The three of them had extraordinary backgrounds and were well-read in poetry and books, and their speaking standards were not comparable to those of Peng Sha. Only Liang Ziweng was enthusiastic, had a great age and had a wide range of knowledge and could speak.

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Mr. Liang is not young, but his hair is as white as silver, his face is smooth, just like a childish face and white hair, and his spirit is radiant. It can be said that the ancients said that he is good at nourishing energy. Cao Mengde even wrote a poem saying, 'The blessing of nourishing happiness can bring eternal life'." He sincerely praised Liang Ziwen with a way to nourish his body, without any falsehood.

Liang Ziweng's most proud life was to be beautiful and lively. At this moment, he was even more proud of being a master of sects like Li Zhichang. He was originally a genius in Changbai Mountain, but later he killed a seriously injured senior Yiren. He obtained a martial arts secret book and more than ten prescriptions from his bag. He practiced and studied according to the method. Since then, he has become very skilled in martial arts and is proficient in pharmacology.

At this moment, although I didn’t talk about Guan Qiao, the ancient principles of Qi training and nourishing the body revealed in it also opened Li Zhichang’s eyes. As for what Liang Ziweng said to collect yin and replenish yang, he naturally sneered. After all, Liang Ziweng was not an orthodox Taoist priest, and even though he had a strange adventure, he could not see the mystery of the superior method.

Suddenly, Li Zhichang's face changed and he said with a stern tone: "Young Master Ouyang is good at it, but I am negligent. I forgot your Baituoshan's mastery skills. Today's gift will be rewarded."
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