NOVEL NEXT Chapter 140
The thought that came to their minds startled everyone.
If the White Tiger really had this purpose, then it would mean that... its wisdom was far beyond their imagination.
Qiao Feng seemed to see a smile on the corner of the White Tiger's mouth.
But it seemed like an illusion.
"White Tiger Killer……"
Zhang Sanfeng spoke with a slightly fluctuating tone.
Qiao Feng looked at Bai Xiaosheng opposite him, his expression darkened.
"If you want this Gengjin Sword Seal, then go for it."
No matter what it is or what use it has, since Baihu gave it to us to grab, we might as well try it out. We can't just give it to Bai Xiaosheng for nothing.
Bai Xiaosheng was about to say something, but he saw that Qiao Feng had already started to grab the sword seal, so he had to make a move quickly.
The fuse of the battle was lit, and Shuiji Yinji and Meng Chixing could no longer sit still.
They knew the use of this Gengjin Sword Seal, and of course they would not let Qiao Feng grab it.
"It seems that the old Taoist needs to stretch his muscles."
Zhang Sanfeng laughed and joined the battlefield.
He had only one goal, and he raised his fist and attacked Meng Chixing.���They were not within his attack range.
Qiao Feng was immediately besieged by two semi-saint masters, Bai Xiaosheng and Shuiji Yinji.
Shuiji Yinji raised her hand and several streams of water came from all directions. On the Spirit Snake Island, her strength could be better exerted than on Mount Huashan.
Bai Xiaosheng's attack was much more complicated, with fists, palms, and even feather fans used as swords, with hidden weapons hidden in them. But the attacks of the semi-saint level were not ordinary, and Qiao Feng still had some difficulty dealing with the two.
What surprised him was that Bai Xiaosheng was not as strong as Shuiji Yinji.
Otherwise, he would really be temporarily suppressed.
The battle between Zhang Sanfeng and Meng Chixing became a little weird.
"Spiritual skills, and it is a complete set. It seems that there are still talented people in the world."
After the two exchanged more than ten moves, Zhang Sanfeng could not help but admire.
Meng Chixing also responded in a deep voice:"You are worthy of being Master Zhang of Wudang. Your reputation is well-deserved. Even I can't break your Tai Chi skills."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said,"Then just take on the old Taoist's attack first."
After saying this, his momentum suddenly changed, from combining reality with illusion, hardness with softness, to suddenly becoming fierce.
He was also a man who roamed the world.
Just now, when he fought with Meng Chixing, one was mainly testing, and the other was that he was less fierce after getting older.
But when he found that he could only let the two of them get into a tangle, Zhang Sanfeng made a change.
Meng Chixing's expression condensed.
Zhang Sanfeng's punch actually made him feel pressured.
With a deep shout, Meng Chixing suddenly became erratic.
In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, he was right in front of him, but when he punched him, it was as if he hit the air, as if the person in front of him was only It's an illusion.
Eyes won't deceive you, and neither will perception.
Then, there is only one possibility, his martial arts is strange, and he avoided his punches in a weird way.
He can't last in this state.
Zhang Sanfeng wanted to attack again, but he subconsciously stepped back, only to hear a dull sound coming from the void in front of him.
If he hadn't felt something was wrong and retreated, he would have been hurt on the spot.
Terrible martial arts.
With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Sanfeng raised his foot and drew a circle. Different powers were generated in his left and right hands, intertwined together, forming a round and flawless Tai Chi field.
He closed his eyes slightly, and a The fist went towards Meng Chixing.
Before the fist arrived, the wind from the fist had already caused ripples on Meng Chixing's clothes.
Meng Chixing dodged and went straight for Zhang Sanfeng's forehead with a palm.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his elbow and knocked him, and Meng Chixing suddenly felt that there were countless tiny forces around him trying to exclude him and fight against him.
Zhang Sanfeng hit him with a backhanded punch, and the shadow of the fist was illusory, seemingly real and unreal, so that a flickering fist shadow appeared in Meng Chixing's eyes.
But there was no time to think deeply, as if traveling through space, the fist shadow had already hit his chest.
Bang...
A muffled groan appeared, Meng Chixing took a deep breath and shouted angrily, and an invisible force erupted from his chest, Zhang Sanfeng was repelled.
The two men each took four or five steps apart.
Zhang Sanfeng looked serious, raised his palms and practiced his Qi, and there was silence all around him.
But if anyone broke in, they would be entangled in this Tai Chi field, unable to retreat, and would be struck by thunder.
And Meng Chixing was no better. Within a thirty-foot radius centered on him, if anyone could not resist with Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts that stretched their defenses to the maximum, they would probably be hit by his spiritual power and collapse and go crazy on the spot.
At the same time, Qiao Feng used his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with all his strength, and all the attacks from Jellyfish Yin Ji and Bai Xiaosheng were resolved one by one, unable to hurt Qiao Feng at all.
"Okay, that's all for the warm-up."
Qiao Feng looked at the two of them, his eyes fixed, and he raised his palm to perform the second move of the Heavenly Dragon Palm, Tide Control.
The essence of the mysterious water vaguely emerged, accompanied by the sound of the waves, wave after wave, pressing towards the two of them.
Jellyfish Yin Ji's face suddenly changed, and she immediately formed a seal with her hands, sitting cross-legged on the spot. A lotus platform composed of water flow protected her body, isolating the palm power from outside. Bai Xiaosheng
's figure changed, and he appeared several feet away in an instant. The next moment, he suddenly rushed to Qiao Feng's side like an arrow from a bow.
The edge of the feather fan flashed with cold light, and went straight to Qiao Feng's throat.
Qiao Feng snorted coldly, and blasted over with a palm, but saw a brilliant scene ahead, and Bai Xiaosheng had already gone far away.
"Peacock Feather? In a fight of this level, you still want to use such a childish thing."
Qiao Feng shouted coldly, and sent out both palms. One palm shocked the people within a hundred miles, and the other palm used the newly comprehended third style of the Dragon Palm. The palm power in front of him surged like a raging wind, knocking down all the hidden weapons that attacked him.
Many hidden weapons were smashed and fell on the lotus platform of the jellyfish Yin Ji, embedded in it, and made a hissing sound with the water flow. Qiao Feng frowned as he watched. This poison was more poisonous than any poison he had ever seen.
Jellyfish Yin Ji also removed the lotus platform, and the water flow dissipated. She was still wearing white clothes, with a solemn posture like a bodhisattva.
Qiao Feng was surprised.
The last time they fought, she was afraid that she really didn't use her full strength, otherwise he would have really played all his cards.
Even he hasn't mastered this method of controlling water from a distance and even integrating internal force into it.
Of course, no one else present has been practicing this all the time, and they certainly can't compare with Jellyfish Yin Ji.
She has been practicing in the water for many years to achieve such an effect.
And her skills Most of them are related to water. If they fight on the sea, it will be even more difficult.
Qiao Feng immediately had a plan in mind. He put his palms together and the Wind God Wrath attacked immediately.
Destruction.
Qiao Feng hit the left side of his body with a palm without mercy.
Bang...
He didn't give Bai Xiaosheng any chance to dodge at all. He covered the area two feet to his side with a palm.
Bai Xiaosheng was very skilled in light work, but he was also hit by a palm on half of his body and flew out.
Jellyfish Yin Ji saw it and immediately became anxious. She used the Tianshui magic skill with all her strength.
The water vapor condensed around her, and as she hit her palm, it even made a sound of crashing waves.
Qiao Feng leaned forward suddenly, and the Dharma image attached to his body fell down with a palm at the same time.
The third style of Tianlong Palm was originally realized by him when he practiced the palm technique and observed the celestial phenomena when he broke through. That day, the wind was howling and the sky was covered with dark clouds.
This palm was also roaring. The Wind God Wrath Dharma Image seemed to be alive. He opened his mouth and roared, and the huge palm was seen to condense and suppress the strong wind.
""Retreat quickly."
Bai Xiaosheng shouted loudly from a distance.
The face of the jellyfish Yin Ji changed drastically, and she retreated violently while waving her palms repeatedly, intercepting the palm power of the wind with one wave of water vapor after another. The white tiger lying not far away narrowed its eyes, looking at the illusory Dharma image on Qiao Feng's body, and its tiger claws moved slightly, revealing its sharp nails and then retracted them.