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Chapter 59(1/2)

Goodbye Zhang Gufeng, Gift Leaves

Ming Buyan has been familiar with the Seven Yin Fu Techniques for several days.

Gradually master it.

There are seven Yin Fu techniques in total. The giant python he used that day is just one of them. The other six techniques also have their own mysteries.

The combination of techniques allowed Ming Wuyan to experience the splendor of martial arts that was different from that of martial arts.

This day.

Ming Wuyan was taking a nap under the tree in the courtyard. Suddenly, his ears twitched and he heard footsteps coming from not far away.

Footsteps came towards Yanfu, and soon there was a voice.

"Your Highness, Zhang Gufeng is here to chat."

A man in white clothes slowly walked into Yanfu.

The person who came here was very impressive, full of aura and extraordinary bearing.

A hand was put on his shoulder and pushed him to the ground.

I'm going to deal with the leader of the Demon Cult now!

If you give me pills or magic weapons, I can understand them.

But what’s the point of giving me a strange leaf??

Although he couldn't help complaining in his heart, Zhang Gufeng still accepted the leaf. The moment he took it in his hand, he found that the leaf was a bit strange. It was cool when he held it, and the strange python pattern on it also glowed with strange light.

Mentioning this, Zhang Gufeng looked solemn and said, "Three points!"

Don't say anything, don't retreat, don't avoid, use one hand against both hands.

Among the great masters in the past hundred years, only Ye Xiong from Duyang City has reached this level, and the other party is nearly a hundred years old, but what he sees in front of him is that he is only in his twenties.

But the courage and righteousness of the other party are still worthy of praise.

Zhang Gufeng muttered, and then put the leaves into his arms.

He knew that Ming Buyan was probably not an ordinary master.

The banks of Taihu Lake were crowded with people from all walks of life.

Seeing him, Ming Buyan showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He sensed that the other person's aura had broken through to the realm of a master.

Ming Wuyan stood there, motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.

Maybe...the Grandmaster.

Ming Wuyan applauded for the other party.

"Oh, is it Mr. Ying?"

Now, he has broken through the Grandmaster and wants to regain his place.

It is said that he is also the oldest grandmaster, even older than Ye Xiong. He is over a hundred years old this year and has been living in seclusion in the mountains and not paying attention to worldly affairs.

"Master was a close friend with the First Master Tian when he was alive. Now, he died in the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult. Even though the First Master Tian has no interest in world affairs, he still agreed to come out for the sake of the righteousness of the world and the hatred of Master."

According to where he is, the only other grandmaster in the royal capital besides Ming Zhengyuan is Ying Lao.

He also tried his best to reduce his strength, otherwise this move would end the battle.

The corner of Zhang Gufeng's mouth twitched.

Not long ago, the current head of Qingcheng Mountain, Zhang Gufeng, made an appointment with the leader of the Demon Cult to avenge his master. The location was in Taihu Lake. This matter spread throughout the world.

Ming Wuyan said calmly, then withdrew his hand, his figure flashed, and he returned to the lounge chair under the tree and lay down again.

Zhang Gufeng jumped up from the ground, his true energy surged into his hands, and white light emerged from his hands, containing a power that could collapse mountains and crack the earth.

He said it was a visit, but in fact he was here to fight. Ming Wuyan hooked his fingers at the other party, and the other party immediately took action.

Speaking of this, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhang Gufeng's eyes, "It's just that I, a junior, am incompetent. The Taoist priest is over a hundred years old, so I still bother him."

It was Zhang Gufeng who topped the list of talented people.

Ming Wuyan curled his lips, raised his hand and grabbed it, and unexpectedly caught the palm hitting him accurately among the shadows of the palms.

"Master, how confident are you in dealing with the demon sect leader this time?" Ming Wuyan asked calmly while lying on the chair.

It actually added some fun to him.

When we met again, the other party became a master.

Brother, did you make a mistake?

Ming Wuyan smiled lightly.

"Weird leaves, weird people..."

Following his arrival, a person came from the sky not far away, walked on the water, and then landed steadily on the lake.

He didn't mean to despise the other party, although in his opinion, it was unwise to take action knowing that the odds of winning were low.

In the entire history of Daliang, there are only a handful of masters of this age.

Before leaving, Ming Wuyan took out a purple-black, palm-sized leaf and handed it to the other party, saying calmly: "You are quite interesting. If you hold this leaf, maybe it can help you at a critical moment.

"

I didn't expect to be invited out by Zhang Gufeng.

At the end of February in the fifteenth year of Daliang.

He did not dislike Zhang Gufeng. Compared with those princes who were always thinking about competing for the throne, Zhang Gufeng was born in the world and devoted himself to martial arts.

"Come again."

Bang!

The moment the two palms met, the air stirred up heavy air waves, and the surrounding vegetation was bent down and almost broke.

Zhang Gufeng gave a bitter smile and looked at Ming without saying anything. There was fear and admiration in his eyes, "Even if I break through the master, I will still be far inferior to you."

Zhang Gufeng shook his head, "Ying Lao wants to protect the capital and cannot leave easily. The helper I am looking for is... Tian Daochang."

"Farewell."

Throw it hard.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

"The revenge for killing the master must not be unavoidable, and justice in the world will not allow evil spirits to flourish!" Zhang Gufeng said sonorously and forcefully.

"Oh, you're here again. Why, is your skin itchy again?"

An over-the-shoulder throw knocked the opponent to the ground.

"Tsk, that's very well said."

At this time, on the lake, a person came by boat. He was dressed in white, had a long sword, and was determined. The person who came was none other than Zhang Gufeng.

There were palm shadows one after another, completely covering Ming Wuyan's surroundings.

…………

Although Zhang Gufeng has been promoted to Grandmaster, no one is optimistic about him.

He doesn't know how the other person practices.

On the other hand, after Zhang Gufeng slapped the palm, the true energy in his hand collapsed, and the bones in his hand trembled as if they had been hit hard, and the whole person retreated several feet.

Tian Daochang is one of the top masters in the list.

Whoosh!

Zhang Gufeng instantly came to Ming Wuyan's body, punched out his hands, and his vigorous energy stirred up the air, forming heavy palm shadows.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense then, come on."

"You are still a little weak."

He talked a lot with Ming Buyan.

He had been defeated repeatedly at the hands of Ming Buyan before. Although his skills were inferior to others, he still felt a little unwilling in his heart.

Just when he was about to continue taking action, Ming Buyan in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already behind him.

After all, even his master was defeated.

That one in Daliang is known as the supreme martial arts realm.

There is only the Grandmaster.

But what is certain is that the other party is an unparalleled martial arts wizard.

"I came down to meet His Majesty and discuss with him the matter of dealing with the Demon Cult. I remembered His Majesty and came here to pay a special visit." Zhang Gufeng looked at Ming Wuyan and smiled, but the fighting spirit gradually gathered in his eyes.

"Your Sanshou is still so fancy."

After being defeated by him, he did not take revenge. For a period of time, he often came to Yanfu to compete with him, and he was defeated again and again.
To be continued...
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