“？？！！”

Zhang Wuji suddenly fainted, and everyone in the hall couldn't help but be shocked.

Yu Lianzhou immediately stepped forward, pressed his palm on Zhang Wuji's chest and massaged it a few times, but he didn't know that Wuji's breath couldn't be turned around, his whole body was cold, and the breath in his nostrils was extremely weak. When everyone saw this, they all lost their color.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed on his vest "Lingtai Acupoint", and a thick internal force was transmitted over.

Wang Yuan has heard that there are only two people in the world who can renew the lives of others with their internal strength and true qi, one is Xiao Feng, the former leader of the beggar gang, and the other is Zhang Sanfeng!

With Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength cultivation at this time, as long as he is not a person who dies immediately, no matter how many injuries he suffers, as soon as his internal strength arrives, he will definitely get better, who knows that his internal strength penetrates into Zhang Wuji's body, only to see Zhang Wuji's face turn from white to blue, from blue to purple, and his body is even more trembling.

“？”

Zhang Sanfeng reached out and touched Zhang Wuji's forehead suspiciously, the tentacles were cold, as if he had touched a piece of cold ice, and when he was startled, his right hand touched his vest clothes again, but he felt that a place on his vest was like charcoal burning, but the surroundings were cold to the bone.

"Yuanqiao, where is the Tartar soldier who came in with the child? Look for it. ”

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head to Song Yuanqiao and said.

"Yes!"

Song Yuanqiao nodded and ran out of the hall.

The Mongolian soldier was thrown out of the door by Zhang Sanfeng, and then the people of the major factions left one after another, and no one noticed the Mongolian soldier, as if he had disappeared at this time.

"Whew!"

Zhang Sanfeng held Zhang Wuji with one hand, pulled Zhang Wuji's clothes with the other hand, and tore off his shirt.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to touch it again, only to feel that the palm print was abnormally hot, but the surroundings were cold, and it was already extremely uncomfortable when he reached out to touch it.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Seeing this palm print, Wang Yuan and Mario were both taken aback.

Although both of them are players, they also visit forums on weekdays, and they have heard a lot of various martial arts in the rivers and lakes, and they have also seen others use ice attribute exercises, but it is the first time I have seen such a weird palm power as now.

"Xuan Shen Divine Palm!!"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said, "More than thirty years ago, the unique mastery of the Hundred Losses Daoist was unparalleled! ”

"Xuan Shen Divine Palm?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Wang Yuan couldn't help but be surprised: "Is that the palm technique used by the Mongolian soldiers?" ”

"Not bad!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed.

"This ......"

Looking down at Zhang Wuji, who was fainting, Wang Yuan couldn't help but feel a burst of sympathy.

Others don't know the power of this Xuanming Divine Palm, but Wang Yuan has personally felt it.

The Mongolian soldier who repelled Wang Yuan just now used the same move!

What kind of cultivation does Wang Yuan have? The ten layers of Buddhism under the blessing of the Vajra are not bad for the divine power to protect the body, and there are four layers of Yijin Sutra divine power in the body, and the Donkey Kong palm is used to offset most of the palm power, Rao is so Wang Yuan was slapped by the hand, and was also frozen on the spot in pain, if it were not for the strong internal force, I am afraid that it would not be able to slow down at this time!

Zhang Wuji is just a doll less than ten years old, and the pain of being slapped like this can be imagined, you must know that NPCs and players are not the same, players have no pain, and the pain level has weakened I don't know how much, but NPCs are 100% pain-bearing.

"Master! Is Mowgli still saved? ”

When Zhang Cuishan heard this, tears of distress suddenly flowed down, and he pulled Zhang Sanfeng's shirt and asked.

"Hey!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, paced around the hall, and said, "Unless...... Unless I can learn all the Jiuyang Sutras of my master, Master Jueyuan, but now that scripture has been stolen by Yin Kexi and a few people, and his whereabouts are still unknown. ”

“……”

The hearts of all the disciples sank, Zhang Sanfeng's words meant that Zhang Wuji's injury could not be cured, looking at Zhang Wuji in his arms, Zhang Cuishan burst into tears, wishing that this palm was slapped on himself.

"It's not necessarily impossible!"

When the heroes of Wudang were desperate, Wang Yuan suddenly spoke up.

“？”

When everyone heard this, they immediately turned their heads, and Zhang Sanfeng said excitedly: "Niu Shaoxia, are you proficient in the Jiuyang True Scripture?" ”

"Not really!"

Wang Yuan shook his head and said, "It stands to reason that people can't be resurrected after death, but in your current world, the Jiuyang True Scripture may not have been lost!" ”

In the world of "Great Martial Immortals", the timeline is parallel......

Xuan Ci can be in the same timeline as Zhang Sanfeng, and Master Jueyuan's Jiuyang True Scripture may not have been lost!

"This ...... What Niu Shaoxia said makes sense! ”

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up and said: "If the Jiuyang True Scripture had not been stolen by Yin Kexi and them, it should be in the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion now, my Wudang faction and Shaolin will have a difference between the door after all, Niu Shaoxia, you are a disciple of Shaolin, can you help find the scriptures?" ”

"I'm afraid it's not good!"

Wang Yuan refused without thinking about it: "The Hidden Scripture Pavilion is a forbidden place in Shaolin, even I can't step into it casually!" And I don't know what this Jiuyang Sutra looks like! ”

"Jiuyang True Scripture ......"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes suddenly became deep, and after thinking for a while, Zhang Sanfeng said: "That Jiuyang True Sutra is not a scripture, but is hidden in the cracks of the "Lenga Sutra", and was accidentally discovered by my teacher Jueyuan. ”

"What did you say?"

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's words came out, Wang Yuan suddenly chuckled in his heart.

"The Ranga Sutra!" Zhang Sanfeng said: "This scripture is an authentic Buddhist scripture, and it is normal for ordinary people not to notice it." ”

"Ranga Sutra" ......Ranga Sutra ......"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Wang Yuan's heart suddenly churned.

The Ranga Sutra! Wang Yuan has really seen this thing, it is the scripture book given to him by the sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion when he was a Buddhist teacher before.

In Wang Yuan's eyes, the "Lenga Sutra" was just something left as a souvenir, and he didn't expect it to be a martial arts practice.

Although Wang Yuan didn't know what kind of exercise this Jiuyang True Scripture was, it was not difficult to see from Zhang Sanfeng's words that this Jiuyang True Scripture was by no means an ordinary martial art, and the Jiuyin True Scripture opposite to the Jiuyang True Scripture was at the level of a peerless study, and this Jiuyang True Scripture was conservatively estimated to be a peerless study.

"Have you ever seen this book?" Seeing Wang Yuan's expression, Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously.

"I didn't ...... Haven't seen it! ”

Wang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand.

Just kidding, Wang Yuan is the kind of person who suffers easily, the Jiuyang Sutra is obviously a complete book, hand over the Jiuyang Sutra to please Zhang Cuishan, at most it will be a true solution of "King Kong is not bad".

In the game, the role of the true understanding of the exercises is to improve the realm of martial arts.

A complete masterpiece, changing to a layer of martial arts realm, this loss-making business, Wang Yuan will not do it.