Rumble——
The rain unknowingly became lighter, but what followed was the deafening sound of fists and feet clashing.
In the desert where corpses lay scattered, the two figures were like gods descending from the sky, with powerful momentum flowing around them, and the fight was back and forth in the night, extremely fierce.
"Bang——"
Suddenly there was another muffled sound, and the figure in red was knocked away by the palm of the young man in white holding a folding fan. However, at the moment of the explosion, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the sleeves of the figure in red. The young man in white could not dodge and was directly hit. Hit by a small hidden weapon, he groaned and staggered backwards.
Zhang Wuji's mouth was bleeding. As soon as he stabilized his body, he immediately tapped his chest twice to stabilize the injury. However, he had no time to force out the thin needle that had already entered his body and sealed one of his meridians.
Taking this opportunity, he looked at the figure opposite with long hair in red clothes and a handsome face like a woman with an annoyed look on his face:
"Dongfang Bubai, look back. The disciples of my Ming Cult and your Sun Moon Cult are being killed by the imperial court. If you don't deal with the imperial court and keep pestering me, what on earth do you want to do?!"
Dongfang Bubai's face was cold, but his pearl-like eyes showed unparalleled toughness and domineering. He ignored his own injuries and said coldly:
"I said, hand over the Nine Yang Divine Art, and I will let you go!"
"Damn it!"
Zhang Wuji's eyes turned cold: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
The Nine-Yang Divine Art is the foundation for him to gain a foothold in the world. It is also because of the Nine-Yang Divine Art that he has the status he has today. How can he hand it over to others so easily?
"Then kill you, and I will look for it myself!"
Dongfang Bubai's expression remained unchanged, and he obviously did not expect that Zhang Wuji could easily hand over the Nine Yang Divine Art. After he finished speaking, his figure flashed slightly and flew into the air again. The red shadow flickered and disappeared.
Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank, and he did not dare to be careless. He immediately activated the Nine Yang Divine Art to protect his body, and at the same time pushed his palms forward, and a seemingly gentle but extremely powerful terrifying force burst out instantly.
"boom--"
There was an explosion in the void, and a man in red clothes was moved to the side through the air, but before Zhang Wuji could take a breath, the damn sound of breaking through the air came again.
This time he didn't dare to be careless, nor did he dare to use his zhenqi to directly attack him, so he immediately dodged to avoid it.
next moment--
"Boohoo!"
Under the moonlight, a short knife lay quietly on the sand dune, but at this time, there were several thin needles stuck on the broken knife. At this time, under the reflection of the knife's light, it exuded a cold silver light.
Zhang Wuji had an ugly expression on his face. He had never thought that Dongfang Bubai, the majestic leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, who frightened both the good and the evil, would use weapons that were not common swords in the martial arts world, but this sinister hidden weapon.
The most important thing is, I don't know how Dongfang Bubai practiced, but this silver needle can actually penetrate his body-protecting aura and enter directly into his body, which is really hard to guard against.
"A great shift in the universe?"
At this time, another disdainful snort came from behind, and then a terrifying qi machine quickly approached.
Zhang Wuji's face was cold, and he turned around to resist. This time, he did not use the Great Shift to deflect the attack, but directly met the opponent head-on. His true energy gathered in his fists and blasted out suddenly.
"Bang——"
Two extremely strong and powerful auras exploded from the air.
Zhang Wuji's body collapsed. As soon as he stabilized his body, he felt a burning pain in his fist, as if it was burned by fire. His face changed slightly:
"Sunflower Book?"
Zhang Wuji did not dare to be careless, so he immediately calmed down and used the Nine Yang Divine Art to counteract the Yang with Yang, dispersing the extremely Yang Qi penetrating his body.
But at this moment, Zhang Wuji felt chills all over his body, and a feeling of palpitations suddenly rose in his heart. He didn't have time to think about it carefully, and his body subconsciously shifted to the side.
"laugh--"
The sound of a sharp knife penetrating flesh was heard.
Zhang Wuji groaned and glanced down. There was already a ferocious sword wound on his left shoulder. If he hadn't suddenly become vigilant and moved an inch to the right, the sword wound would probably have appeared in his heart.
Looking back, he saw a tall figure in white clothes standing in front of him, holding a sword, under the night sky. The young man's clothes were flying, and there seemed to be a trace of regret on his fair and handsome face.
"Yuhuatian!"
Zhang Wuji clenched his teeth and stared at the white shadow, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"How does Yitian Sword taste?"
"It is said that Zhou Zhiruo stabbed you with this sword and turned you into the famous Mingjiao leader in the world. As a result, she broke up with her and vowed to stay in Emei forever and never leave the mountain. I don't know what this rumor is. not real?"
Yuhuatian spoke calmly, his voice was gentle and full of magnetism.
But as soon as he said this, Zhang Wuji's expression changed instantly, his eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely angry.
Zhou Zhiruo is the eternal pain in his heart!
"you wanna die!"
With a roar, Zhang Wuji's blazing true energy surged and suddenly turned into an afterimage, sweeping towards Yuhuatian.
Yu Huatian's face was calm, and the Yitian Sword was unsheathed again. The true energy attached to the sword turned into sword energy, and he slashed forward in the air.
However, Zhang Wuji's strength is far from being comparable to that of Master Miejie and Li Zhenzhen. Although the sword energy emitted by Yitian Sword is strong, it is obviously unrealistic to kill him.
"Bang——"
With a loud shock, the sword energy was exploded by Zhang Wuji's punch, but his speed did not slow down, and the fist attached to Jiuyang's true energy hit Yuhuatian directly.
A strange color flashed in Yuhuatian's eyes, but he didn't show any panic. He clenched the Yitian Sword tightly and was about to take action.
"Sa——"
Before Yu Huatian drew his sword, a red shadow suddenly shot out from the side, and struck Zhang Wuji's lower back from the side with a powerful palm.
"puff!"
Zhang Wuji's body trembled, his five internal organs were damaged, his true energy was released instantly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he was directly knocked away by a palm.
"The East is undefeated!"
A voice filled with endless murderous intent and resentment echoed through the night sky.
Zhang Wuji fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, he felt hot again in his belly. He spurted out two blood arrows again, and his face turned pale.
Dongfang Bubai looked indifferent and ignored Yu Huatian beside him. He also turned a blind eye to Zhang Wuji's resentful eyes and walked forward slowly:
"Hand over the Nine Yang Divine Art!"
chug--
Zhang Wuji tapped his chest twice again to seal the acupuncture points and suppress the injury. He stood up and stared at the two figures, one red and one white, opposite him. He breathed heavily and clenched his hands tightly.
He has never suffered such a big loss since his debut!
"Xichangchang transforms the fields with public rain! There is also Dongfang Bubai. I, Zhang Wuji, have recorded what happened today!"
Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and said.
"Huh? I want to leave!"
Dongfang Bubai's face changed slightly, and he immediately realized that Zhang Wuji wanted to escape, and immediately accelerated his speed and rushed towards Zhang Wuji.
But since Zhang Wuji had already decided to quit, how could he be unprepared?
Before Dongfang Bubai could get close, he was forced back by a fiery fist, and then the surrounding sand suddenly exploded, covering the sky and the sun.
The next moment, Zhang Wuji's gloomy voice sounded from the night sky:
"Disciples of the Ming Cult, retreat!"
Hearing Zhang Wuji's voice, the Mingjiao believers who were fighting in the field glanced at each other and quickly gathered together. They didn't have time to count the casualties. They immediately started waving flags, and then began to retreat in an orderly manner to the edge of the battlefield, and soon disappeared into the desert. deep.
Dongfang Bubai steadied his body and looked up. The night was as dark as ever, but Zhang Wuji was nowhere to be seen.
It has to be said that as the leader of the Ming Cult, his escape skills are also top-notch.
Next to him, Yu Huatian also felt a little regretful, sighing secretly: "What a pity."
He never thought that Zhang Wuji could survive and escape from the battlefield after suffering such serious injuries.
At that moment, even he had no time to step forward.
They are both at the peak of their masters and have also practiced two unique skills, but Zhang Wuji's martial arts is probably still above him.
One-on-one, Yuhuatian may not be Zhang Wuji's opponent!
"He is worthy of being the son of destiny who has perfected the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Great Shift of the Universe..."
Yuhuatian whispered to himself.
Linghu Chong, who was also a son of luck, and who had been instantly killed by him at random before, was not even worthy of carrying Zhang Wuji's shoes.
The difference is huge!
Shaking his head, Yu Huatian turned around and looked at the man in red clothes next to him, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Wuji is very strong, but Dongfang Bubai is indeed not weak!
Tonight, he first fought with his own strength against the seven great masters of the righteous sects, and then fought with Zhang Wuji for so long that they were evenly matched.
He also practiced the Sunflower Book, and the Sunflower Book practiced by Dongfang Bubai was still a incomplete version, but why was he so powerful?
Could it be that the way I practice is wrong?
But it’s impossible. My Sunflower Manual was instilled by the system. How could it be wrong?
Yuhuatian's eyes were confused.
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