Originally, Luzhangke was hindered by the fact that this was the territory of Wudang Mountain.
And there was Wang Zhonglou, the unfathomable Wudang master, watching from the sidelines.
He didn't dare to strike too hard.
I just wanted to scare away the young man in front of me and let him know how powerful they were.
But he never expected it.
He was a master of the Xuan Realm, but he was pushed one meter away by the mysterious young man's palm.
Feeling the blocking arms covered with a layer of ice, he savored it carefully.
There was actually fog covering it, which made him look stern.
He looked at Wu Changqing with a slightly solemn look.
Hebiweng and Zhao Min both opened their eyes slightly when they saw this scene. Zhao Min had long known that Wu Changqing had great abilities.
But I really didn’t expect it.
Even Luzhangke, his most powerful opponent, could be knocked back by Wu Changqing with one palm.
Looking at the boy who continued to move forward after the slap.
Zhao Min felt fear in his heart for the first time.
Hebi Weng, who was standing in front of Zhao Min, immediately took a step forward and directly blocked Wu Changqing's path.
He first looked at Wang Zhonglou behind Wu Changqing, who stood there with a look of concern.
It seemed like he had no intention of interfering.
Then he turned around and looked at his senior brother. The two made eye contact and immediately decided to do something serious to test the strength of the young man in front of him.
The right palm under the sleeves and robes was instantly filled with Qi, and the internal energy was like a tidal wave in the palm of the fist, as if there was a dragon hidden in it. The agitated void in the palm of the hand caused ripples.
The Xuanming Divine Palm with three successful powers!
The young man was still calm and calm at this time.
Hebi Weng struck out with a palm, hitting the boy's chest directly.
Just when the right palm containing the fierce palm wind was about to collide with the young man's chest.
The young man suddenly took a step back, and at the same time stretched out his left palm to collide with it.
Hebiweng couldn't help but sneer.
The Xuanming Divine Palm is their famous stunt, which is an extremely cold and extremely sinister poison attack palm technique.
Facing someone with stronger internal strength than him, the opponent's internal strength will be shocked and stirred back into the opponent's body, causing internal injuries to the enemy.
For those whose internal strength is weaker than him, the yin poison will enter the body and corrode the internal organs. If it is not treated by the Yang Qi in time, the person who suffers from the attack will be in pain every time it attacks.
Until the internal organs are completely corrupted, the meridians are severed, and he dies.
Presumably, the young man didn't know how dangerous his palm technique was, and it just happened to make the other party suffer some pain.
boom.
The two palms collided.
Hebi Weng hasn't even had time to take a breath.
The smile froze on his face.
The cold air in his hand was actually isolated in the palm of his hand by the young man in front of him?
It was as if there was an invisible force that enveloped the cold force.
But it's not the internal power he's familiar with?
Just for a moment he was stunned.
The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly exploded.
Like a mountain filling up the sea, it instantly stirs up great energy.
Shengsheng pushed the cold air and the overwhelming spiritual energy towards Hebi Weng.
Luzhangke only retreated more than one meter.
However, Hebiweng was shocked ten feet away by Wu Changqing's full force, and almost rolled down the mountain path.
Fortunately, he finally reacted, and his internal strength exploded, barely supporting his body.
When he wants to stop Wu Changqing again.
Wu Changqing has arrived in front of Zhao Min.
At this moment, Zhao Min was shocked by Wu Changqing's thunderous strike. He stared blankly at the young man in front of him as he slowly stretched out his palm and put his fingers on her chin.
"you……"
The warm touch of two fingers brought her back to reality instantly.
The gesture is an angry scolding.
"Didn't you say she was my fiancée?"
"Isn't it enough for your future husband to take a closer look at his future wife?"
Although Wu Changqing is only eight years old, in terms of height, he is already as tall as fourteen-year-old Zhao Min, or even a little taller.
He looked down at Zhao Min slightly, his eyes full of amusement.
It seems to depend on how Zhao Min answers.
"Yes, I am your future fiancée."
"My dear husband, I have come to see you personally."
"You still try to scare people."
Zhao Min couldn't tell that Wu Changqing was taking the opportunity to tease her.
If she gets angry out of shame, it will be like lifting a rock and hitting her own foot.
She, who had always been unwilling to suffer losses, suddenly pretended to be real.
He actually leaned forward, and his gentle body was about to lean into Wu Changqing's arms.
He teased Wu Changqing in reverse.
Unexpectedly, Wu Changqing stopped his hand, turned around, and Zhao Min's forward body was thrown into the air, and he almost fell down.
"I've seen you."
"Wherever you come from, go back."
Wu Changqing changed his previous gentle appearance and said with some waning spirits.
Zhao Min finally found a way to find this young man who had caused her continuous losses.
Now, he is about to be driven away after being teased again.
This couldn't help but make an unknown fire burn in her heart.
"I'm not leaving."
"It's not easy to meet my young husband. It's impossible to cultivate feelings first."
"If it's time to get married in the future, how many lives will it take?"
Zhao Min was furious and insisted on staying by Wu Changqing's side to torment him like crazy.
He immediately moved closer to Wu Changqing, wrapped his arms directly around Wu Changqing's left arm, and leaned against Wu Changqing like a coquettish person.
The relatively obscure palm on Wu Changqing's arm was secretly exerting force.
I want to pinch Wu Changqing's waist severely and take revenge on Wu Changqing.
But Wu Changqing's already transformed body once again made Zhao Min hit a wall.
When Zhao Min touched it for the first time, he only felt a warm and cool touch.
But when she pinched hard, she found that Wu Changqing's skin seemed to have no trace of fat, and she could only pick up a ball of clothes with her fingers.
There was no way that Wu Changqing could hold on to his skin.
It simply made her scratch her head and go a little crazy.
"Since Changqing, you admit it."
"Then Princess Zhao Min should stay in Wudang."
"It's just the rules of the Taoist sect. I hope the princess will abide by them."
Wang Chonglou saw that Wu Changqing and Zhao Min started "flirting" so quickly.
The smile on his face became even brighter, and after giving instructions to the two of them, he walked away.
"Don't worry, Master Wang."
"Zhao Min...must comply!"
Zhao Min emphasized the four words "must abide by" very seriously.
It was obvious that he did not intend to abide by the rules, and even planned to harm Wu Changqing and break the precepts.
Wang Chonglou smiled and shook his head without saying anything else.
Step towards the mountain road.
Seeing Wang Zhonglou about to leave, the two elders Xuan Ming looked at each other with their thoughts changing.
The result is the next second.
"Princess Zhao Min can stay here."
"But you two, please come with me to the main hall."
How could Wang Zhonglou safely place this sinister warrior in the Two-Finger Profound Realm next to Wu Changqing?
While speaking, he didn't give the two of them a chance to refuse.
He pointed towards the two of them.
It is said that this Taoist immortal figure once cut off Canglan with one finger. How terrifying is this finger?
Perhaps only the two elders Xuan Ming who have been there can understand it.
Wang Zhonglou simply pointed his finger down.
The expressions of the two elders Xuan Ming changed drastically, and they both used their full strength to use the Xuan Ming Divine Palm to hit Wang Zhonglou.
As a result, the wind in the palm didn't roar for half a breath.
The two figures were pushed all the way to the mountainside by Wang Zhonglou's finger. When he looked again, there were still two figures there.
