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Li Zhichang said lightly: "Whoever wants to go against the Ming Cult today, please stand up first." His eyes scanned the audience. The heroes saw that he had cut off the sword-holding hand of the Qinghai Three Swords with one sword before, and felt sorry for him. Although many people in the Demon Cult killed and set fire, they were walking in troubled times, and no one had any of their lives. In contrast, Li Zhichang had not taken the life of the Qinghai Three Swords before, and seemed a little compassionate.

The six major sects knew that Li Zhichang's martial arts were incredible. The only one who could compare with Li Zhichang on Wudang Mountain was probably the old and immortal Zhang Sanfeng. However, the Wudang Sect obviously did not want to make things difficult for Li Zhichang. The heads of the Kongtong, Emei and Kunlun Sects all looked at the Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen.

Kong Wen Daokou announced a Buddha's name, "Amitabha" used the lion's internal strength to echo in the square for a long time. His internal strength was the most profound among his brothers, and his internal strength was rarely achieved among the abbots of Shaolin dynasties. This skill showed that when the heroes listened to his Buddha's name, they felt at ease, and they could not help but feel respect for Shaolin martial arts. The heroes thought that the martial arts passed down from the east of Bodhidharma were indeed the authentic martial arts in the world. Unfortunately, Middle-earth did not have the best martial arts as profound as Shaolin martial arts that are suitable for most people to practice.

Kong Wen said: "Master Li became the leader of the Ming Cult at a young age. I heard that you are the descendant of Quanzhen Cult and have nothing to do with the Ming Cult. Perhaps you were bewitched by the people of the Ming Cult. Why not turn back now and enter my right path?"

Li Zhichang roared and responded, and the heroes couldn't help but feel excited and could not suppress themselves. They knew that Li Zhichang was using his superior internal strength to stimulate their true energy, but except for a few people present, most of them were dancing, which was not necessarily more exquisite than the Buddha's name he heard just now. However, the skills he showed were much deeper.

Li Zhichang showed his shocking internal skills in front of the heroes. He really didn't dare to underestimate him again, and his skills could not be pure.

Li Zhichang said loudly: "Master yells the Buddha's name, I don't know what to say. Today, do you want the Buddha to be angry and understand the grudges with us Ming Cult?"

Kong Wen said: "I dare not understand the grudges, but the Ming Cult must explain the collusion between the court clearly. Moreover, the Golden Lion King Xie Xun killed so many innocent people. Should this account be counted on your coach?"

Li Zhichang said: "The Golden Lion King is a member of the Ming Cult, so it is naturally counted as the leader of the Ming Cult. He killed innocent people and I, the Ming Cult, would not bother the master. As for collusion with the court, there is no such thing as this. I am determined to accept the heroes of the world and help the people. It seems that I think it is too beautiful. People in the world will save them. Those who learn martial arts are very capable and have a great spirit. They should not be reasonable. Today, I will take it all over or fight alone."

When the heroes heard that he was trying to resolve grudges and disputes with one person, they were surprised and happy.

A haggard voice suddenly came from the crowd of Shaolin Temple, saying: "The big demons of the Ming Cult are so arrogant. Yang Dingtian was like this back then, and the little demons are like this today."

Li Zhichang felt a strange feeling in the air flow around his body. At some point, a black rope actually rushed to him. Li Zhichang didn't have time to shout "Okay". His strength was thriving, and he wanted to grab the black rope. The Nine Yin Divine Claws were extremely magical. His grabbing in the air not only made the strength extremely fierce, but also could generate a suction force out of thin air, leading the power of the black rope.

A clear voice said, "Good devil."

Three black ropes emerged between the squares. In the sun, there were many dark shadows. Yang Xiao and others wanted to rescue him, but the black rope was placed aside. The masters of the six major sects rushed forward, separating them from Li Zhichang and leaving a large open space for Li Zhichang to fight fiercely with the Shaolin monks.

The black rope is like a whip when it is soft, and when it is straightened, it is like a spear rod, bent straight and wishful, with a surging force attached to it. The strength of each black rope is not as deep as that of Li Zhichang, but the three of them combined are still better than that.

Moreover, the three black ropes clearly came from the hands of three people, but they made the generals look like one mind. The so-called nine changes in one move, which is a great mystery of martial arts. There are no flawless moves in the world, but the three moves flow into each other and become one. Even Li Zhichang could not find any loopholes. Li Zhichang used the fierce and sharp iron palm technique when he flipped his left hand. This move was called "Shake the Mountains". It was the last move when Qiu Qianren's iron palm annihilated Hengshan. It was a stroke of magic. His strength was so strong that he could be called the first in the world's palm techniques.

His right hand was changed and reciprocity, which was the skill of "Tianxin Ruyi Hand" that he learned from watching the Qinling Mountains, watching the Han River, and cognizing the changes of clouds and fog. This free hand, either palm or finger, changes endlessly, is similar to the Tianshan Plum Hand.

He used extremely strong palm techniques with his left hand, but his right hand was extremely small. One hard and one soft, the curve was mysterious. Even though three black ropes changed nine times in one move, and the hardness and softness were combined, they could not force him into a disadvantage. The people in the martial arts world could not see the mystery of their fight, and saw three old monks walking around Li Zhichang. On the square, there were whip marks that were long or short but deep, and between the whip marks were footprints of the same size and depth, which were left by Li Zhichang.

The four of them accidentally made the bluestone on the square covered with scars, which was shocking. Li Zhichang suddenly became soft and soft, and the energy transformed, and twisted the strength of the three black ropes into a lump. This was the skill of using the great shift of the universe and the spiritual illumination of the scriptures. The rapid transformation of hardness and softness relied on Li Zhichang's profound skills to force the transformation, without any tricks.

Li Zhichang snatched the three black ropes, and a force like a tide swept over. Before the force was about to reach, Li Zhichang suddenly withdrew his hand and his body rose into the air. He was so high that it was beyond the reach of the three black ropes. Without Li Zhichang's goal, the three black ropes were about to stir together. Unexpectedly, the master of the three black ropes had already received and received the strength from the heart. With a slight trembling, the three black ropes stretched straight again, but they could not catch up with Li Zhichang for a while.

Li Zhichang stood on the eaves of Zixiao Palace, standing high and down. Only then did he see clearly that the three old monks attacked him were the three old monks. The monk in front of the left was pitch black and like pig iron; the monk in front of the northwest corner was as yellow as dry as wood; the monk in front of the front was pale as paper. The three monks had deep cheeks, thin and no muscles, and the monk with yellow faces had a glimpse of their eyes. The three old monks of Shaolin were also extremely surprised. They thought that even if Li Zhichang was talented, he was just as similar to Yang Dingtian back then, or he was weaker. They were not easy to take action. Unexpectedly, they had never met Li Zhichang's martial arts skills in his life. If it weren't for Li Zhichang's leader and had a great grudge against them, he would have long admired them and stopped taking action.

Li Zhichang said: "Okay, 'North, West, East and West, neither fake nor empty, under the Bodhi tree, one wither and one prosper'. There is actually someone who can practice dry Zen in the world." If the three old monks had not practiced Killing Zen, Li Zhichang would not have discovered their special features in the Shaolin monks just now. After all, the three old monks were old, and even the monks of the previous generation of Shaolin Temple should have declined long ago. In the end, it was impossible to compare with Shangkongzhi. Kongwen was so upright. Unexpectedly, the three of them practiced Killing Zen and reached the state of "God and Clear". They were nearly ninety years old, and their internal and external skills had not been much defeated. The three of them started to work together and could compete with Li Zhichang.

After seeing Li Zhichang's fierce battle, the three Shaolin monks could still keep calm and say that they had practiced dry Zen, and this skill made their hearts stir up storm. However, they didn't know that Li Zhichang forced the transformation of hardness and softness just now, and the true qi in his body almost became a mess. However, Li Zhichang got Yan Shuangfei's true intention from Huo Tianqing, and through speaking, he shot out the turbid air in his body and sorted out the true qi.

The old monk in the yellow face said, "So what if I have practiced dry Zen? It's not that I can't compare to the Great Movement of the Ming Cult. My eyes were blinded by Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult. Yang Dingtian died, and this cause and effect should fall on Master Li."

Zhou Dian said: "Shaolin monks are so shameless. It is unfair to beat one of them."

The yellow-faced monk said, "We are the three of us, no matter how many opponents we are, we are all three of us. We don't object to the main helper of Li Jiao."

Li Zhichang said calmly: "Li has always been alone in his life. Although the three masters are of high martial arts, they may not be able to do anything to me. I am just afraid that I will not be able to stop for a while and kill you. I am afraid that there will never be anyone in this world who can practice dry Zen."

The yellow-faced monk let out a clear roar and said, "My Faming is Due'er, this white-faced junior brother, Faming is Duo'er, this black-faced junior brother, Faming is Duo'er. The three of us are almost ninety years old, how many years can we live? If we can see a master like Master Li before we die, it will be worth the vain even if we die at your hands. If we are lucky enough to kill a person like Master Li in this life, there will be no regrets."

Li Zhichang said coldly: "I rarely kill people in my life, but if you really die at my hands, it is an honor. The way of heaven is reincarnation, and the plants and trees are withering and flourishing. Who can never die? You can understand this."

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest walked towards Li Zhichang from the mountain road next to Zixiao Palace. The middle-aged Taoist priest said to Li Zhichang: "My master Zhang Zhenren invited Master Li to the back mountain to talk. I wonder if Master Li can appreciate his face."

Li Zhichang was going to see life and death with Shaolin three times, but unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng took the initiative to meet Li Zhichang at this time, which greatly frustrated everyone's desire to watch the fun.

Only the Five Heroes of Wudang thought: the outside movement must be hidden from the master. He could not bear to see the three monks of Shaolin and Master Li’s mistakes, but at this time he made an appointment with Master Li to come in and talk. However, Li Zhichang’s martial arts are extraordinary. If he had a fight with Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng might not be able to withstand it. Thinking of this, the Five Heroes of Wudang did not dare to disobey the master’s orders, and wanted to come forward to stop it. (The novel "The Taoist Maestro Wandering in the World of Martial Arts" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there is also a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click the "+" sign in the upper right to "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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