Comprehensive martial arts: A person in Wudang can become a Taoist ancestor by sweeping the floor

Yu Daiyan was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by the Taoist boy, and came to Zhang Sanfeng. He cupped his hands and said,"Master, let this disciple meet this high disciple of the Blood Knife Sect!" Seeing this,

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly stepped forward and said:" Master, let this evil monk be left to the disciples to fight."

Baoxiang has already said that they have no one in Wudang. If a half-broken Dai Yan takes action, wouldn't it prove Baoxiang's words even more?

Of course, he was not sarcastic or looking down on Dai Yan, he was just discussing the matter.

"Master, the eldest brother is the first disciple of Wudang. To deal with a mere evil monk, there is no need for the eldest brother to take action. Lianzhou is enough to deal with it."

Yu Lianzhou also stepped forward to ask for help. His cultivation level is the best among Wudang disciples. His skills are profound and his realm is lofty. He can step into the master realm at any time.

Now that a powerful enemy is in front of him, how can he let his half-disabled third brother and the The eldest brother with important responsibilities in Wudang took action.

Yin Liting, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu also asked Ying to fight for Yu Daiyan.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but look at Zhang Daoxuan:"Brother, what do you think? Zhang

Daoxuan smoothed his beard with his hands and said with a smile:"He's just an evil monk from the Blood Knife Sect. Let Dai Yan stretch his muscles.""

"good."Zhang Sanfeng nodded, then looked at Yu Daiyan and said:"Daiyan, on behalf of Wudang, you will meet the master of the Blood Knife Sect for a while."

"Yes, Dai Yan takes the order."After Yu Daiyan finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and came to Baoxiang.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu were all worried.

"Master and uncle, are they old and confused? How do you let the third senior brother come on stage?"

"Seventh Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense. Master and Master must have their own intentions."

Although Song Yuanqiao said this, he didn't think Yu Daiyan could win. He secretly prepared to take action against Yu Daiyan at any time.

"Hahaha……"Baoxiang burst into laughter and said proudly:"The Sa family heard that a few years ago, Yu Daiyan of Wudang Mountain was crushed by the powerful Vajra finger, and all his bones were crushed. You must be that Yu Daiyan. It seems that there is really no one left in Wudang." , let a cripple take action."

Many martial arts people in the field couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Wudang is really in trouble. Apart from Zhang Sanfeng, there is no one pillar in the sect, so a cripple is required to take action."

"Who says it's not? I think of that mythical figure Zhang Sanfeng, Jiazi Dangmo, how charming he was. Now that he is old, none of his disciples have become masters. It is really sad."

"Amitabha."Kongzhi Divine Monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name. He felt desolate for Zhang Sanfeng in his heart, but then a hint of joy and arrogance appeared in his heart.

"In the martial arts world of the Yuan Dynasty, countless sects were born and some declined sadly, but only Shaolin remained perseverant and survived for thousands of years."Kongzhi's expression became more and more solemn and full of air.

"This dragon-slaying knife and the secret within it should be available today."Master Miejie clenched the Heavenly Sword in her hand, with a bright light in her eyes.

"But to deal with a mere heretical evil monk, I, a semi-wasted person, am enough."Yu Daiyan said sarcastically, and Bao Xiang was furious.

"What a stinky Taoist priest who is disabled and still dares to speak arrogant words. Today, Sajia will teach you a lesson for Zhang Sanfeng."

The words fell.

Baoxiang suddenly crossed a distance of several feet and came to Yu Daiyan. He raised the sword in his hand high and slashed at Yu Daiyan's head with the momentum of splitting Huashan Mountain. Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples' hearts were immediately tightened. Get up.

Yu Daiyan slapped the wheelchair with his palm, and his true energy exploded, and he stepped back three inches.

That shocking knife hit the ground hard. A sonorous sound suddenly sounded, the green bricks shattered, and rocks flew.

Baoxiang was heartbroken. Surprised, this crippled Qi was so powerful, and so easily dodged his own blow! Just as he was thinking of this, his vision suddenly dimmed, and he saw a palm slapping down at him. He hurriedly leaned back to avoid this blow. One blow.

Sure enough, a cripple is a cripple, and the attack is not in place at all.……

Just when Baoxiang thought of this, he suddenly felt a pain on his face. He flew backwards several feet away and fell hard to the ground. Even the treasured sword was thrown to the ground, making a squeaking sound.

"good!"The three generations of Wudang disciples cheered in unison, and they were all cheering.

Song Yuanqiao and others also had bright eyes and were excited in their hearts.

"Evil monk, can this slap from the poor Taoist still be used?"Yu Daiyan smiled slightly.

Baoxiang was shocked and angry. He hurriedly got up and touched the left side of his face. It was swollen and painful. He had obviously dodged the palm, so why was he still hit?

"What magic method did you use to release it?"Baoxiang didn't dare to approach easily anymore and stared at Yu Daiyan.

"It’s not a magic trick, it’s just a trick I created to slap the bald donkey. It’s not easy to use on others, but it’s very effective against the bald donkey."

As soon as Yu Daiyan said this, thousands of martial arts people burst into laughter.

Kong Zhi's face suddenly darkened, and all the Shaolin disciples looked at him angrily.

"Do you dare to play tricks on Sajia?"Baoxiang was furious, and his true energy exploded. The cassock on his body moved automatically without any wind. The powerful true energy surged out and poured into the sword in his hand.

His true energy turned out to be blood red. After being injected into the sword, he opened the sword. It turned blood red, and actually extended three feet of sword energy. The entire sword now looked more than six feet, nearly as long as a person.

Even from a long distance, you can feel the sharpness of the sword energy. The skin seems to be cut open

"Is this the Blood Sword Art of the Blood Sword Sect? Really awesome"

"I heard that this treasure minister relied on this blood sword technique to kill several masters, and then he became the senior brother of the blood sword sect."

"This treasure minister uses a bleeding knife to kill him. I'm afraid this Yu Sanxia will be in trouble."

"Yu Sanxia took the sword."Someone in the martial arts community threw his sword at Yu Daiyan

"Thank you for your kindness. I can deal with a mere evil monk and a bald donkey with nothing."Yu Daiyan pushed back the sword with one hand, and the martial arts people around him shook their heads.

"Yu Sanxia is too crazy, he will definitely suffer a big loss"

"He was already at a disadvantage against a weapon with bare hands, not to mention Yu Sanxia's legs and feet were inconvenient. Isn't this looking for death?

Song Yuanqiao was so anxious that he shouted loudly:"Third brother, don't be careless!""

"late."Baoxiang shouted loudly, jumped up high, held a knife in both hands, and slashed at Yu Daiyan's forehead. Yu Daiyan pointed like a sword and pointed at Baoxiang.

Baoxiang sneered in his heart, and dared to play tricks on me, look at me I won't cut off your palm.

Just when everyone thought that Yu Daiyan's palm was about to be cut off, a golden rope as thick as a thumb shot out from his fingertips. In an instant, it was several feet long and wrapped around Baoxiang's ankle.

Then they saw Yu Daiyan gently shook his finger, and Baoxiang's body drew a circle in mid-air.

Then Yu Daiyan flicked his finger downward.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Baoxiang fell hard to the bluestone ground.

Blood gradually flowed out. , Baoxiang let out a wail.

Yu Daiyan swung again, and Baoxiang's body was thrown several feet into the air. He was pulled down again, and fell to the ground again.

This was repeated several times, and Baoxiang's flesh and blood were broken. It was blurry, and the martial arts people present were dumbfounded and frightened.