Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

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The atmosphere is solemn!

Zhu Wuli's body was bulging, and his robes were making noises in anger.

I don’t know when the sky started to snow again.

Goose feather-like floating snow fell, blown by the strong wind, and fell on everyone, covered with a layer of white frost.

The four great masters were facing each other, just waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew past.

Fengling Shenni's figure suddenly moved, like a wisp of light smoke. The whisks in his hands stood up, like long needles with cold light, and he swept over them heavily.

Zhu Wuyi's pupils shrank, he placed one palm on the fly whisk and drew a circle in mid-air.

Before he could exert any force, He Zudao arrived first. The sound of the sword's trembling was heard in the snow. His body was like a flying bird, and he followed the sword, creating a terrifying sword network in the snow.

The Duhe Divine Monk turned his eyes and locked his energy. His Zen staff suddenly rang, and he suddenly saw a blue light with vast Buddhist sounds appearing in the wind and snow, covering his head.

Zhu ignored the release of his right palm and slid his legs backwards on the ice, avoiding the attacks of the other two. Unknown to him, a pair of transparent silk gloves filled with crystal light appeared in his hands.

This is the heavenly silk condensed from the thousand-year-old snow silkworms in the Western Regions. A thousand-year-old snow silkworm can only produce silk for two coins in a lifetime. A pair of gloves is equivalent to the life-long production of 10 thousand-year snow silkworms. It is extremely rare.

He put on his gloves and suddenly felt an icy chill falling on his chest, like an ice pick and an arrow from across the air.

He Zudao's sword light followed closely.

Zhu Mingwang refused to dodge, and suddenly he saw the whirlpool in his palm reappearing, and he clenched his palm forward. Immediately, the long sword twisted and deformed in his hand, making a stabbing sound.

He Zudao's expression changed, he was so strong with the Celestial Silkworm Gloves.

This sword is also made of deep sea black iron, and it can't cut through a pair of thin gloves.

Zhu Wuyi frowned.

Although the long sword was twisted into a twist, it did not break as he expected.

As soon as he loosened his hand, the sword returned to its original shape like a spring.

The four people were fighting, and the sky was dark and the ground was dark. The ice surface condensed by thousands of years of ice was hit by the residual force. For a while, there were pits and no smooth spots.

"My foster father is so strong!"

Shangguan Haitang murmured.

Zhu Wuli's strength shocked her time and time again.

Like an unfathomable black hole.

Faced with the joint attack of the three great masters, although there was more defense and less attack, the situation was stabilized.

Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "The eight major sects have a long heritage, and a few of them probably didn't put in their full effort."

He didn't believe that a few great masters only had this ability.

Sure enough, He Zudao took the lead.

At first sight, a green shadow rose from the sword, whirled in the sky, and turned into a bright moon, which seemed to resonate with the moon hanging high in the sky.

The sword light struck straight down, and the half-round moon was reflected. In the moonlight, there seemed to be Chang'e dancing, the Jade Rabbit pounding medicine, and other strange phenomena flashed.

The crescent moon is indestructible.

When everyone saw the sword light, their eyes felt a stinging sensation.

Zhu Wuyi's pupils shrank, and his hands covered with silkworm silk didn't dare to touch each other.

He stepped on one leg and flew upside down out of thin air, trying to exit the scope of the sword light.

The Divine Monk of Duhe stood in the void, abandoning his sword and using it as his palm.

"Buddha's Palm!"

I saw a palm technique falling from the sky.

The palm prints are densely covered, just like the substance.

There are many illusions in the palm, three thousand Buddhas sitting cross-legged among them, waves of Sanskrit sounds lingering, a golden-winged roc spreading its wings thousands of feet, its cry piercing through metal and iron, and a Rakshasa with a face like an evil ghost, whose fierce power is overwhelming to the sky.

Zhu Wuwu frowned, and his body sank, as if he had lost gravity and quickly fell to the ground.

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On the ground, Fengling Shenni's whisk emitted golden light.

Three thousand black hairs floated at the end of the dust, transforming into a stunning beauty, blocking the path of Zhu Wuwang's whereabouts.

Zhu Wuwu's expression finally changed.

Any attack that falls on him will result in death or serious injury.

His body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

There was a strong wind all around, and a long sword condensed to stab the three of them.

Whether it is the Tathagata Palm of the Divine Monk of Duhe or the special moves of the other two, they are all unimaginable special skills that can be broken by unconventional means.

Zhu Wuli closed his palms and shouted: "Domineering the world!"

I saw his momentum suddenly changed drastically, like a domineering emperor of heaven. Those who obey me will live, and those who go against me will die!

Everyone bows to Seoul arrogantly!

Two huge palms carrying the power of the emperor struck at the Duhe Divine Monk coming from the sky, and the other struck at He Zudao who was holding a sword.

The expressions of the two people changed slightly, and they looked at each other attentively.

Fengling Shenni's whisk penetrated the protective aura, and Zhu Wuwu had no choice but to dodge sideways to avoid the vital point.

The slightest trace of dust penetrated his left shoulder, and Zhu Wuwu took the opportunity to force the two of them back.

The body turned into a bolt of lightning and quickly left the battlefield.

"He wants to escape!"

Fengling Shenni blew up the dust and quickly pursued.

"This person has fallen into a devil's trap, and must not be allowed to leave!"

The body of the Duhe Divine Monk turned into a divine eagle and flew across the sky. []

He Zudao took a step forward and quickly pursued the two figures.

Everyone froze on the spot.

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The three great masters joined forces, but Zhu ignored them and escaped.

"Everyone, what should we do next?"

Cao Zhengchun was in the most uneasy mood.

This incident started because of him, and he was the first person Zhu Yiwu sought for revenge. He glanced at Jiang Feng inadvertently, and there was a trace of resentment in his heart.

Jiang Feng's perception was very sensitive and he immediately noticed the change in Cao Zhengchun's mentality.

After thinking about it, I understood his state of mind at this time.

However, he pretended that nothing had happened and said softly: "The Lord Tiedan was seriously injured. The three seniors went to pursue him. I think they can catch him easily."

Master Miejie nodded: "The cultivation of Master and the two seniors is unfathomable, Zhu Mingwu has nowhere to escape!"

Everyone didn't know when the three of them would come back, so they had to treat the injured disciple first while waiting where they were.

About two hours later, the three of them returned to the peak.

"Master, where is Zhu Wuli?"

Master Jiejie saw the three people returning empty-handed.

Fengling Shenni shook his head regretfully: "Zhu Wuwu used the method of disintegrating the demon, but even the three of us can't keep up!"

The method of disintegrating demons is a body method used by demons to escape.

Once it is used, the essence and blood will burn several times faster.

After casting, you will be in a weak state for a period of time.

"Senior, if Zhu ignores his escape, he may take revenge on the eight sects!"

The Mu Taoist was worried.

In a head-on battle, the eight sects need not be afraid.

Zhu Wuli was ruined and his reputation was ruined. He would definitely not return to the Ming Dynasty and place his fate in the hands of others.

It can be said that he is alone.

In the world of martial arts, the most feared thing is a powerful solitary person.

"Amitabha!"

The Duhe Divine Monk clasped his hands together: "Zhu Wuli comes from the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, so he should not be unscrupulous!"

The royal family of the Ming Dynasty also had a great family and great business.

Zhu Wuwu dared to target the disciples of the eight major sects, which would only lead to losses for both the eight major sects and the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming royal family would not allow him to do this.

"Master, Zhu Wuwu cares very much about the woman in the ice coffin. We can't put our hope in his thoughts."

Master Miejie was moved and spoke coldly.

"Ahem! Su Xin is innocent!"

Gu Santong spoke with difficulty.

"Amitabha! We don't want to hurt the female donor, I just want Zhu to calm down and stop committing murder!"

The Due Divine Monk turned to look at the Fengling Divine Nun: It is not convenient for us and other factions, how about the Divine Nun take the female benefactor away?

"What the Divine Monk Du'e said is reasonable, the Divine Monk Fengling may wish to consider it!"

He Zudao said happily.