Chapter 77: Sword picks Zhenwu, I, Ye Liangchen, is so awesome

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"Wudang Sect Song Yuanqiao, come to learn about Ye Shaoxia's masterpieces,"

Sure enough, at the request of Master Mie Jue, Song Yuanqiao walked to the center of the Taiwan Strait without hesitation, looking at Ye Fan with a solemn expression.

"Song Daxia,"

He looked at Zhang Wuji inadvertently, and Ye Fan said aloud, "I heard that your sect has a formation called Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation. Can you let me see it?"

If Ye Fan had defeated Kong Yan without any effort before, and everyone in the audience had looked at him, then his words at this moment would be a bit horrible.

The Zhenwu Seven-Seal Formation is a set of exquisite martial arts created by Zhang Sanfeng in the Han River, observing the mountainous postures of the two turtles and snakes, from the winding momentum of the snake mountains and the stable shape of the turtle and mountain villa.

However, this martial arts cannot be used by one person.

So Zhang Sanfeng passed on the seven disciples to each have a set of martial arts, each with its subtle and mysterious features. If the two of them work together, they will be equipped with offense and defense, and their power will be very dark. If the three of them are in the same entourage, it will be twice as powerful as the two of them.

Four people are equivalent to eight masters, five people are equivalent to sixteen, six people are equivalent to thirty-two, and seven people are equivalent to sixty-four world-class masters taking action at the same time.

It can be said that if seven people take action at the same time, it will be enough to deal with any master in the world.

Everyone present was the elites of the six major sects and the Ming Cult, so they naturally knew the power of this formation, so they were puzzled by Ye Fan's actions.

"Since Young Master Ye insists on asking, fourth brother and sixth brother, let's let Young Master Ye see the Seven-Second Formation of True Martial Arts,"

Song Yuanqiao is not stupid, although he knows that bullying the less is really contrary to the morality of the world.

But compared with his personal reputation, it is more important whether the Wudang Sect can prove its strength through this, otherwise he would not have been so impatient to take action immediately after the failure of emptiness.

after all,

At the 100th birthday party of Zhang Sanfeng, Shaolin Temple forced everyone to the palace. In the end, Zhang Cuishan committed suicide at the 100th birthday party of Zhang Sanfeng, and Yin Susu also died together.

This move not only lowered the relationship between the Wudang Sect and the Tianying Sect to freezing point, but also greatly damaged the reputation of the Wudang Sect.

Before this, the Wudang Sect and Shaolin Temple could be called together.

But after that, Zhang Sanfeng lived in seclusion, and the Seven Heroes of Wudang were also dead in name only.

After all, forcing Zhang Cuishan to death in front of Zhang Sanfeng was Zhang Sanfeng's biggest failure. In the eyes of others, since the Wudang Sect cannot even protect its own disciples, how can it be compared to Shaolin?

Therefore, Shaolin Temple has always been popular.

At present, the first battle of the Shaolin Temple Kongxing failed, and no one among the heroes could defeat Ye Fan. Song Yuanqiao knew that if he could seize this opportunity, the Wudang Sect would be about to regain its prestige!

"Young Master Ye, please,"

On the stage, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting lined up, and the long sword in his hand pointed at Ye Fan from afar. The battle was about to break out, and everyone in the audience was looking forward to it, staring at the battle on the field.

If anyone is in the most complicated mood among the people, it is probably not Mr. Mie Jue who is worried about his sword, nor is it the Shaolin Temple who just lost, but Zhang Wuji's children's shoes with the pseudonym "Zeng Aniu".

After all, on one side of the stage were three uncles and uncles who he regarded as relatives, and on the other side was Ye Fan, who had fallen out of the past at first sight. In Zhang Wuji's mind, if one of the two sides made mistakes, he would probably find it difficult for him to accept it.

"Young Master,"

As if he noticed Zhang Wuji's thoughts, Xiao Zhao asked quietly, "Do you think Mr. Ye can win, or can the three Taoist priests of the Wudang Sect win?"

"this......"

Zhang Wuji shook his head in a little embarrassed, "Brother Ye's martial arts are really superb, and my master... Although the formations of those Taoist priests are exquisite and have a very tacit understanding of each other, they may not be able to continue... I hope they don't have any harm."

"oh,"

Xiao Zhao nodded in a vague way, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and said curiously, "Young Master, we discovered Master Yang and his... his wife's body, and that suicide note was clearly stated, but why... why did the martial arts that Master Ye used before were so similar to the Great Transfer of the Universe you practiced?"

"This...is probably Brother Ye...his own privacy,"

Zhang Wuji couldn't help scratching his head. To be honest, most of his martial arts were obtained by luck, and it was extremely difficult to make it possible, so naturally he couldn't tell the truth. Therefore, he could not tell the difference between Ye Fan's previous martial arts that looked like the Great Transfer of the Universe.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang,"

Just as he was speaking, the fierce battle on the field suddenly came to an end. The swords in Song Yuanqiao and others were almost out of hand at the same time. On the other hand, Ye Fan was dressed in white and was neat and untainted.

It is obvious which wins and who loses,

Most of the people in the audience looked confused and didn't even figure out what was going on.

In just a blink of an eye, Song Yuanqiao and the others were defeated?

And the few who understood it, such as Shaolin Kongwen Abbot, Yang Xiao, Zhang Wuji and others, had a solemn expression and kept muttering, "This... is impossible."

"Young Master, what happened just now? I seemed to see Young Master Ye use a sword, and then... and the three Taoist priests were defeated? What's going on?" Xiao Zhao said curiously.

“Not that,”

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but shake his head and explained patiently to Xiao Zhao, "Brother Ye's move seemed to have only one sword, but in fact, he had slashed forty-nine swords in a row, and each sword stabbed the flaws of the master and his formation, so they were defeated so completely."

Because of his mental excitement, Zhang Wuji unconsciously forgot to change his name. Xiao Zhao was also frightened by Zhang Wuji's words, and he did not find this loophole for a while.

"Oh my God... Then isn't this Young Master Ye's sword technique so high? Young Master... can you beat him?"

"To be honest, I am definitely not a match for Brother Ye," Zhang Wuji shook his head and said.

"Where is that Zhenren Zhang from Wudang?"

"Master-Master..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but think of the old man who looked clear and very kind to him. He couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and his tone choked up unconsciously, "I...I don't know."

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhao also noticed something was wrong with Zhang Wuji and couldn't help asking.

Before Zhang Wuji could speak, Song Yuanqiao and others on the stage recovered from the shock of the formation being broken, picked up the long sword on the ground, and bowed, "Young Master Ye's sword technique is exquisite, I, Wudang Sect, admit defeat."

"Exceeding," Ye Fan replied, feeling a little regretful in his heart. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the ingenuity of the Zhenwu Seven-Sealing Formation from the cooperation of Song Yuanqiao and others.

It’s a pity that the seven heroes of Wudang died and were disabled.
Chapter completed!