Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Xuan Cheng, who was known as the best Shaolin master in the past 200 years, and Xuan Nan, who was in the middle stage of grandmaster, both went crazy and used their powerful skills to attack Yang Zhao from the left and right.

To the left of Yang Zhao.

Xuan Nan was the first to attack. He swung his sleeves and threw out quick palms. In just a breath, he unleashed an Arhat Fist Seal formed by eighteen rays of true energy, which condensed at the bottom of his sleeves and hit the major acupoints on Yang Zhao's body.

However, Xuan Nan is the head monk of the Dharma Academy. He has practiced the Broken Patch Skill and Arhat Fist intensively, and has developed a famous skill that allows him to control the world with his moves concealed and of great power.

And on the right side of Yang Zhao.

Xuan Cheng was like a madman, practicing mainly the Miscellaneous Agamas, supplemented by the Great Manjusri Staff Technique, the Great Skanda Pestle, the Great Wisdom Unfixed Finger, the Great Stele Smashing Hand and other extremely violent killing techniques. He struck out thirteen times in one breath, gathering together a torrent of true energy.

Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan were both powerful masters at the level of Grandmasters. They attacked fiercely but also restrained themselves.

In this hall filled with martial artists, the two men didn't dare to attack at will.

But this way.

All the true energy of the two was condensed internally, and the power was even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Evil monk, you two actually attacked me by surprise!"

With Yang Zhao's strength, he did not take the attacks of the two seriously. He even had some strength left. He shouted angrily in a state of rage and then fought back.

At this time, Yang Zhao appeared as the descendant of the Tianbo Yang family, and naturally he also used the Yang family's spear skills.

Yang Zhao was seen facing the joint attack of Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan.

A real spear suddenly appeared, and with a slight shake, it turned into pear blossoms all over the sky.

Six styles of pear blossoms, covering the ground.

Pear blossoms bloomed all over the sky, opening and closing in an instant, and each flower carried a boundless and heavy power.

In just a blink of an eye, Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan were stuck to the closed pear blossom and could not fight for it.

Then, a cold light flashed in Yang Zhao's eyes.

Six styles of pear blossom, dripping water.

Facing the two bald men, Yang Zhao had no intention of showing any mercy at all. The pear blossom on his left side instantly shrank and turned into a line of dripping water, which touched Xuan Nan's forehead with a force faster than lightning.

boom!

In an instant, a red flower blossomed between Xuan Nan's eyebrows, and he fell dead on the spot with his eyes wide open.

In Yang Zhao's hands, Xuan Nan, who was a mid-stage grandmaster, couldn't even struggle or resist.

At this time, Yang Zhao's attention quickly shifted to Xuan Cheng.

"Crazy Monk Xuan Cheng, the best martial artist in Shaolin Temple in the past two hundred years? The Thirteen Supreme Divine Monk?"

Yang Zhao sneered, waved his hand to disperse the spear condensed with true energy in his hand, and glanced at the other party with disdain.

What's the point of just killing people? We also have to destroy their hearts.

Such an attitude not only stunned everyone in the hall, but also made Xuan Cheng crazy and furious.

"Die for me!"

Xuan Cheng went crazy, and his strength increased again and again at this moment. Through a strange secret method of possessing the devil, he raised his strength to a level that was almost divine.

At this moment, Xuan Cheng can be said to be the number one person under the gods.

Even Yan Kuangtu, who was already half a step away from becoming a celestial being, felt a strong sense of crisis when facing Xuan Cheng.

It was Yang Zhao instead.

Even when facing Xuan Cheng in such a state, Yang Zhao remained the same.

Yang Zhao even had the leisure to say, "Look, everyone. I said these three were evil monks. The Shaolin sect actually uses the method of entering the devil to train monks. This means they have already entered the devil's way!"

Throwing dirty water on others is something that everyone can do.

As Yang Zhao spoke, he glanced at the old monk Tianzheng with a smile.

At this moment, Old Monk Tianzheng was almost angry to death.

Yang Zhao sneered and looked at Xuan Cheng with contempt, and waved his hand casually as if he was teasing a cat or a dog.

"Ahhh, die!"

During the brief pause, Xuan Cheng increased his strength to the limit and attacked madly. There was a faint layer of dark golden half-Buddha, half-demon luster on his body.

The realm of heaven and man, this is almost infinitely close to the realm of heaven and man.

Under Xuan Cheng's fist, the true energy of martial arts spread out like a net, and under the influence of the Dharma, it seemed to suppress everything.

Faced with Xuan Cheng of this level, Yang Zhao finally showed a little seriousness.

Yang Zhao's figure flashed, like a wolf running and a tiger pouncing. The seven kinds of fist strength merged into one and gathered between his five fingers. He punched out with a terrifying sound effect.

In an instant, the great sound became silent.

The terrifying ripples bloomed layer by layer like waves visible to the naked eye.

And in the center of the collision between the two strong men, Yang Zhao's sleeves exploded layer by layer, revealing his sturdy upper body with a tiger's back and wolf's waist that made people drool.

Only where Yang Zhao's fist hit, the power of the Dharma image on Xuan Cheng's body was broken like shattered glass.

boom!

A sound like a thunderstorm exploded.

More than 70% of the martial artists present were so shocked by the explosion that their ears started bleeding and they were almost fainting.

"Thirteenth Absolute?"

"Mad monk?"

"First in two hundred years?"

"Fuck your uncle's Shaolin sect!"

After breaking the power of the Dharma image on Xuan Cheng's body.

Yang Zhao was like a tiger climbing a mountain. His fists, palms, fingers, shoulders, elbows, knees and feet, almost every part of his body became a supreme killing weapon, bombarding Xuan Cheng's body like ink splashing and rain washing.

The Golden Bell Cover is broken, the Vajra Indestructible Body Skills are broken, and the Yi Jin Jing is broken.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Cheng, who was originally so powerful and suppressed everything, was thrown to the ground by Yang Zhao like a rag bag.

This scene made everyone shudder with fear.

Even Yan Kuangtu, who was fearless, couldn't help but shudder when Yang Zhao glanced at him.

Too cruel and brutal!

Glancing around the hall, Yang Zhao slowly restrained his aura and once again turned into the lazy and gentle young man he had been before.

"Everyone, I'm sure you've seen it too. That day, the evil monk slandered me, harmed me, and defamed me."

"The two evil monks Xuannan and Xuancheng were both sneak attacks and murders."

"It forced a peace-loving scholar like me to rise up in resistance. After a great deal of effort and several life-threatening experiences, I finally killed the evil monk on the spot."

"It is my duty to rid the world of this evil for my fellow Martial Arts practitioners. You don't need to thank me."

Everyone: "..."

You are awesome, you are great, and everything you say is right.

Chapter 50 Everyone is showing off, only Jiang Lang is feeling uncomfortable

In the Jiang Mansion, Yang Zhao was originally just a spectator, but was dragged into the fight for no reason.

If everyone in the Jiang residence spoke in a nice manner, they would have begged for something.

Yang Zhao just took action.

After all, Yang Zhao will always have to step into the world of martial arts, and once he sets foot in the world of martial arts, he will always have to fight with others.

But it happened that the old monk made Yang Zhao very angry that day.

I can only apologize.

The strength that Yang Zhao had cultivated after eighteen years on Guangmingding was not meant to be used to endure bullying.

First, the two bald monks Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan were sent to heaven.

Then it was the old monk Tianzheng, who was also sent by Yang Zhao to meet the Buddha.

Even after the death of the three Shaolin monks, they were labeled as evil monk, demon monk, and mad monk respectively, and the labels were welded on their heads. These labels were certified by the Jiang family and other gangsters, and they could not be removed.

After killing three annoying Shaolin bald monks, Yang Zhao turned to look at Yan Kuangtu and others.

When traveling in the world, the title mark of a famous and upright family is still very useful.

Yang Zhao himself understood that if he killed the three Shaolin monks on the spot, even if he was right, if he was not careful, he would get a bad reputation for being tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

Anyway, even if we don't want to take action, we have already taken action, so we might as well give Yan Kuangtu and others a gilded body.

"Young Master Yang, wait a minute. I am Ouyang Feng from White Camel Villa. I came here to watch the ceremony. Because the roads in Jiangnan are slippery, I arrived a little late. I am definitely not the same as these gangsters."

"Hong Qi, you and I have known each other for more than 20 years, you know me well."

"I, Ouyang Feng, am one of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty. I swear to never reconcile with evil and heretics..."

While Ouyang Feng was speaking, someone else acted even faster.

Among the group of underworld masters, there was a nimble man with a whistling sword in his hand. The sword energy of the peak master level forced back several people. At the same time, he pointed his left hand and a force from his finger shattered the vital parts of Helian Tieshu's lumbar spine, cervical spine, back of the head, etc., and then he floated away.

"Everyone, please do not take action. I am Gusu Murong Fu."

"Three days ago, I, Murong Fu, discovered that this group of evil demons were planning to raid Jiang Mansion, so I transformed myself into Li Yanqing and hid among them, just for this moment."

"This is the antidote for Sadness and Breeze. I will personally help you all with the detoxification..."

In a flash, two of the underworld masters surrendered one after another.

Among them, Murong Fu is not a big deal. Considering Yanziwu's reputation in Jiangnan, it is understandable that he is an undercover agent.

However, Ouyang Feng's turn was too abrupt.

The damn "The Road in Jiangnan is Slippery" and "Swear to Be Isolate from Evil Paths" are simply hilarious.

Yang Zhao glanced at the two of them speechlessly, and then looked at the remaining Yan Kuangtu and others. The true energy on his body turned into threads, automatically interweaving into a brocade robe that was half armor and half clothes, and his eyes were cold and stern.

In an instant, the entire lobby.

The true energy is like a spear, the killing force is like a gun, and the surrounding energy is so condensed that it looks like a lost battlefield of gods and demons.

"You all, attack together!"

"As Ouyang Feng said, the roads in Jiangnan are slippery, be careful not to get hurt here!"

For a moment, the entire Jiang Mansion was silent.

When Yang Zhao fought with Xuan Cheng and Xuan Nan before, everyone felt a little unclear.

Until now, the gangsters, faced with Yang Zhao's majestic momentum like a raging storm, finally understood what it meant to kill a top grandmaster with two moves.

An ordinary master would become stiff in the soul under the pressure of Yang Zhao's aura.

Only a great master, whose mind has been sublimated and spirit has been transformed, can muster the courage to take action under such oppressive pressure.

"Everyone, no matter how strong this boy is, he is only a grandmaster. We will fight him shoulder to shoulder and have no fear of him!"

"Yes, the Wuji Immortal Pill is a treasure of the martial arts world. It can directly enter the heavenly realm, increase one's power for sixty years, and has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. If we miss today, we will never have such a great opportunity again."

"To get him, we have the invincible and powerful Yan Gang leader who is half a step away from heaven..."

Among the gangsters, there was a master who was skilled in the art of transmitting sound. He began to stir up the emotions of the crowd and resolve the oppressive energy from Yang Zhao.

From this, it can be seen that there is a strong man hidden among this group of people who is no weaker than Yan Kuangtu.

In an instant, everyone in both the black and white worlds was ready to make a move.

At this moment, all the people in the Jiang Mansion, both the black and white, hated the three old monks Tianzheng, Xuancheng and Xuannan who had died long ago.

If it weren't for the old bald donkey Tianzheng who kept causing trouble, Jiang Feng would have already revealed the whereabouts of the Wuji Immortal Pill.

In fact, it is not just the underworld that covets the Wuji Immortal Pill.

Don’t the people in Baidao have any ideas in their minds?

Of course not. None of the people gathered at the Jiang Mansion today had a pure heart. In fact, more than 90% of them did not think that a fight would really break out during this banquet.