With a sound of 1.1, it was like a yellow beam breaking through the sky. Jiumozhi slammed his feet on the ground, and the breaking sounds were as frequent as beans being thrown.

Coming straight towards Ning Feng.

"Jiumozhi's famous secret skill?" Ning Feng saw this and said calmly.

He was not surprised that Jiumozhi emerged from the ground.

Because he had no intention of using such ability to directly trap Jiumozhi.

"So that's it!" he continued to murmur.

In Ning Feng's memory, Jiumozhi's Fiery Sword is the most famous secret skill. In addition, there is also the Xiaowuxiang Kung Fu.

When he saw Jiumozhi use this move, Ning Feng saw the clues.

The true energy is transferred from the Dantian to the Dazhui point. The true energy passes through the upper and lower parts of the Du meridian, and then flows to the Mingmen point, where the true energy is transformed naturally.

Finally, it passes through the arms and gathers in the palm of the hand.

This process is not complicated, but it requires extremely abnormal control of the true energy to achieve it.

For someone like Ning Feng, who has top-notch comprehension abilities and has practiced the Great Shift of the Universe to the seventh level, there is no difficulty at all.

In terms of controlling the true energy, Ning Feng is unparalleled in the realm of Grand Master.

"Fire Knife!"

Like Jiumozhi, Ning Feng also shouted these three words.

A bang.

A purple fire knife that was larger and purer than Jiumozhi's hand appeared in Ning Feng's hand.

The moment this knife appeared, the pressure was overwhelming.

At this time, Jiumozhi's figure had arrived.

The yellow fire knife in his hand slashed towards Ning Feng.

At the same time, Ning Feng locked on Jiumozhi.

With a thud.

The purple fire knife in his hand pierced the sky and crashed straight into Jiumozhi.

Seeing this, Jiumozhi looked shocked.

Almost as a subconscious reaction, he raised the fire knife with one hand and held it in front of him.

boom!

There was a loud noise, amidst the bursting light.

Jiumozhi shot backwards.

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Chapter 92: The failure of Xiaowuxiang Gong!A move that cannot be simulated!

Boom.

A large pit appeared on the ground, with rubble splattering everywhere.

The yellow and purple lights in mid-air were like sparks, scattering in all directions.

Jiumozhi couldn't hide his inner shock, and stood up from the ground with some staggering body.

"This is... the Fiery Knife!" He murmured softly: "Why does Ning Feng know my famous stunt?"

The pupils were slightly wrinkled, and his face was in disbelief.

"Cough!" Jiumozhi coughed violently and felt the blood surge in his body.

The power of Ning Feng's Fiery Sword was more powerful than what he used.

After the majestic zhenqi counteracted his moves, the power only weakened a little, and then it surged into his body like ocean waves.

This powerful impact alone is enough to kill any Grandmaster on the spot.

If he hadn't been physically strong enough, he would have been seriously injured by now.

"You just watched it once and you learned my moves!" Jiumozhi's eyes flashed, he put away the unruly look on his face, and his expression became much more solemn.

He had to admit that Ning Feng was stronger than anyone he had ever fought.

Not only is his ability so weird that it is impossible to understand, but his understanding is also incredible.

Because he knew very well that except for himself, no one in the Jiuzhou Continent knew this martial arts.

Even in the Central Plains, this is the first time it has been used.

So the only explanation is that Ning Feng fully understood it the moment he took action.

Even he had to admire this perverted ability.

But he didn't think he would definitely lose, and the pride in his bones made him want to fight again.

"Come again!"

Jiumozhi took a long breath and used his true energy to suppress the surge of blood in his heart.

The roaring air waves swept away the dust at the corners of his clothes, and he raised his eyes to look at Ning Feng without fear.

"You are really strong!"

"But I, Jiumozhi, am not so easily defeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lit up.

The breath suddenly sank.

His feet sank into the earth, and Wu's aura erupted again.

Bend your legs slightly, then kick hard.

When he broke away from gravity and flew into the sky, he launched his attack again, his arms carrying boundless air waves.

The air was whistling continuously at this moment.

"Crane control skill!"

He groaned.

Both fists were spread apart in the air, and the clenched fingers were spread out, looking like dragon claws.

This is a well-known stunt in the martial arts world. It is a skill that uses skill to dismantle moves in the air. As long as the opponent makes a move, he can be dismantled in an instant.

This time, he wanted to completely dismantle Ning Feng's moves, leaving the opponent with no moves to use.

As a miraculous feat that never failed once in the Tubo Kingdom.

Jiumozhi has great confidence in this move of his.

Whether it's the opponent's Fiery Knife or any other move, he can dismantle it.

At this time, the yellow true energy flows between the finger bones of both hands, like water caressing the body surface.

Strong strength and feminine strength go hand in hand.

It seems dull, but there is an undercurrent.

Seeing such a scene, Ning Feng's eyes moved slightly and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Want to show off?"

Ning Feng said calmly.

He knew what Jiumozhi meant, but he wasn't worried at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Feng slowly raised his hands.

The purple light flows between the hands, just like Jiumozhi, it is like water passing between the palms.

The purple energy in one hand exudes a fierce aura, and the purple energy in the other hand exudes a feminine force.

At this moment, if Zhang Sanfeng were present, he would definitely be shocked.

Because what Ning Feng used was Tai Chi Yun Shou.

Moreover, this Yun Shou is extremely skilled, like a master who has been practicing for decades, he is skillful and has charm.

"This is... Tai Chi Cloud Shou!"

Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect looked blankly at the moves performed by Ning Feng.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was beating.

This hand posture, and the two completely different energies in the hands.

He remembered seeing it only in the hands of his master.

Except for him, no one in the Wu-Tang Clan could do this.

Even he couldn't.

"This news...if I tell the master, how will his old man react..."

Song Yuanqiao had already made up his mind. If he could go back, he must tell his master this.

He believed that with his master's prestige and his love for talents, he would have a great chance of inviting Ning Feng to Wudang Mountain.

From this, Ning Feng might be able to become a member of the Wudang Sect as his master's direct disciple.

Think of someone with such talent joining the Wu-Tang Clan.

In the future, he will definitely take over the position of his master and become another true martial arts giant besides his master in the Wudang Sect.

With endless thoughts, Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up.

He looked at the two fighting men on the field again.

At this time, it was in his sight.

Jiumozhi had already stepped forward to meet him, approaching Ning Feng with his body.

Ning Feng had already taken action at this time.

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