Chapter 82: Waste of work

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"Look for death!" Zhang Zhao was so angry that his nose was crooked, he was nicknamed "Judge of the Fire Hand", he was ruthless, and he was strong in martial arts.

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Wang Dong did not dodge or dodge, his hands danced, his ten fingers bloomed like Polo flowers, and he flicked the treasure knife, which had already used the latest cultivation of the "Guiyuan Five Spirit Hands", and regarded Zhang Zhaozhong as the actual object of this new martial arts.

In the eyes of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, this kind of behavior is extremely crazy, but Zhang Zhaozhong's treasure knife was flicked by that finger, but he was in his heart, and he felt that the threat was no less than when Wang Dong urged the poisonous dragon whip, and even because of the close combat, the danger was even worse.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Not to mention that the current palm kung fu is the whip method of Fangcai, I have never seen it and heard of it, but its subtlety is no less than any kind of martial arts in the world, and even more than ....... ā€

Zhang Zhaozhong was shocked, Rao is sword was in his hand, and under the opponent's empty-handed fighting, he was forced to retreat again and again, stumbling left and right.

At the same time, Lu Feiqing also frowned and thought about it, but he thought about it for a long time, and his head was so big that he still couldn't see through the path of Wang Dong's martial arts, which made him quite suspicious, the world is so big, when did there be such a powerful inheritance?

However, this is not right, if there is such a mysterious martial arts, it is impossible not to leave traces in the world.

Any martial art is tempered by thousands of tempers, and traces of inheritance can be found, and it is impossible to generate it out of thin air.

It was like this.

Can...... Seeing Wang Dong, Lu Feiqing's thoughts had to be shaken, he told Li Yuanzhi this question, and the little girl could only shake it.

In these few words, Zhang Zhaozhong has been completely crushed, Wang Dong used the Guiyuan Five Spirit Hand for the first time, and he noticed the power of this martial art, and one move can be derived from five changes.

This is actually nothing, many martial arts in the world have follow-up corresponding changes after shooting, but the five changes of the five spiritual hands of the Guiyuan Dynasty correspond to the five elements and five qi respectively, mutual restraint, mutual transformation, and mutual integration, even if there are only five changes, Wang Dong feels that if this martial arts is practiced to the fullest, he is afraid that if he strikes out, the changes will be derived in a cycle.

Bang!

The five air currents were pulled by Wang Dong's hands and integrated into the palms, turning into a blow from the five qi returning to the yuan, and with a muffled sound, Wang Dong pressed a palm on Zhang Zhaozhong's chest.

The latter's body froze for a moment as if struck by lightning, and then as if hit by a bomb, it flew upside down and hit a big tree with a violent bang.

The whole big tree, which was difficult to hug by one person, trembled, as if it was about to fall, Zhang Zhaozhong's chest was partially sunken, and the whole person's eyes rolled, and he wanted to say something, but he was blocked by a breath of stuffy breath in his chest, and it was difficult to say a word, so he could only stare at Wang Dong with his eyes.

Wang Dong picked up the Hu family's treasure knife on the ground, looked at it slightly, and returned the knife to the sheath, with his current martial arts, he no longer needed to rely on the power of the treasure knife, but after all, this knife was temporarily borrowed by him and had to be returned.

Now it's finally back to Zhao.

Now that the treasure knife has been retrieved, Wang Dong stepped forward, and was about to press a palm on the top of Zhang Zhaozhong's head, and when he was killed, Lu Feiqing suddenly shouted: "Young Xia's subordinates are merciful." ā€

"What? Do you still want to intercede for him? Wang Dong looked over.

Lu Feiqing's face was ugly, and he sighed: "Although he took refuge in the imperial court, he is a disciple of Wudang after all, alas, ......." As he spoke, he seemed to be embarrassed, and could only sigh.

This is also due to Lu Feiqing's temperament, saying that the good point is the kindness of the house, and the bad point is the indecision, the benevolence of the woman, in the original book, he suffered the loss of this character three times and twice, and was surrounded by Jiao Wenqi, one of the six demons in the Kanto region, originally with his martial arts, although it cannot be said that Jiao Wenqi and others can be killed in seconds with a snap of his fingers, but it is not difficult to defeat and kill them one by one, but because of his indecisiveness, he knows that he is a mortal enemy, and in the fight between life and death, he still keeps his hands everywhere, and as a result, he was severely injured by Jiao Wenqi and others, and almost died.

That's it, Lu Feiqing still hasn't learned his lesson, and when Zhang Zhaozhong was caught in the wolves, he didn't care about his life and rushed to the rescue, but Zhang Zhaozhong thought that he was going to kill himself and was going to drag him to the funeral.

"Wang Dong!" Li Yuanzhi's eyes greeted and he snorted lightly.

Wang Dong's face remained unchanged, and with a turn of his palm, it fell to Zhang Zhaozhong's dantian part, and with a palm urging, it suddenly shattered his sea of qi.

At the same time, it also dispersed the sullen breath that blocked Zhang Zhaozhong's throat.

However, instead of the slightest joy, the latter's face turned like ashes in an instant, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you have abolished my martial arts ......." ā€

As soon as the true qi of decades of hard training was dispersed, Zhang Zhao was sad when he re-ascended, as if he had aged twenty or thirty years old in an instant, for people in the martial arts, martial arts are more precious than their own lives.

This is the so-called dual cultivation of life! And such as Zhang Zhaozhong, who relies on his martial arts to occupy a high position, deter black and white, and is almost the top group of people in the rivers and lakes, once the martial arts are abolished, it is more like losing his soul.

Even, he didn't even have the strength to resent Wang Dong, like a walking corpse.

Lu Feiqing raised his hand, and wanted to say something, but after all, he turned into a long sigh, and secretly said: "Perhaps, this is the best ending for him." ā€

"Senior, he'll hand it over to you!"

Calling this "senior" is also for Li Yuanzhi's face, and then Wang Dong walked in front of Li Yuanzhi, who bravely raised his head and looked at each other, Wang Dong smiled, "Follow me!" ā€

As soon as the words fell, he took Li Yuanzhi's little hand and walked towards the outside of the dense forest.

At this time, the night gradually darkened, only the rare lights flickered above the town, the border plugged place, the cold wind, the temperature dropped greatly at night, Li Yuanzhi was in a nervous state, but he didn't feel anything, but now he was relaxed, and suddenly shivered.

"Is it cold?" Wang Dong took off the robe on his body and draped it on Li Yuanzhi's shoulders, the latter turned red, put his hands on the robe, bit his lip, and stared at Wang Dong for a long time: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ā€

Wang Dong looked Li Yuanzhi up and down a few times, and said with a smile: "The girl has grown up!" ā€

"That's not what I'm going to hear." Li Yuanzhi's eyes flickered, and a pair of dark eyes shone in the night, "I've been looking for you for the past few years, and I often get news from you, but every time I'm disappointed, I return ......disappointed!" ā€

Although Li Yuanzhi's eyes are gentle, they are very firm and clear, like a gurgling spring of clear water, unstoppable, no matter how difficult it is to change, under the night, her face is flushed with a hint of redness, I don't know if it is caused by the cold wind, or it is difficult to hide the shyness in her heart, but her eyes have always looked directly at Wang Dong, as if waiting for some answer.

Wang Dong sighed, and only then did he really feel that the girl had really grown up.

yes, it's been five years.

[PS: Does it take to dissolve one's own internal force to cultivate the Northern Spiritual Skill?] ]

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