"Looking for death!" Zhang Zhaozhong was so angry that his nose was crooked. He was nicknamed "Judge of Fire Hand". He was cruel and ruthless, and had great martial arts skills. He was all frightened by the black and white trajectories in the world. How could he have ever underestimated him?

The sword slashed out a fierce wind, slashing the king's neck and slashed down. If he was hit, it would undoubtedly be the result of being directly dismembered.

Wang Dong did not dodge or avoid, his hands danced, his fingers bloomed like a Polo flower in sequence, and he used the latest practice of "Guiyuan Five Spirits Hands" to treat Zhang Zhaozhong as the experimental subject of this new martial arts.

This behavior is extremely crazy to ordinary people in the world, but Zhang Zhaozhong's treasure sword was flicked by his fingers, and he felt that the threat was no less than when Wang Dong activated the poisonous dragon whip. It was even more dangerous because of close combat.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Not to mention the palm skills in my hands, I have never seen or heard of the whip technique just now, but its exquisiteness and sharpness are no less than any martial arts in the world, and it is even better..."

Zhang Zhaozhong was shocked. Even though he was holding a sword in his hand, he was forced to retreat repeatedly and be in a difficult situation when his opponent fought empty-handedly.

At the same time, Lu Feiqing also frowned and thought, but he thought hard, and his head was so big that he still couldn't see through Wang Dong's martial arts methods. This surprised him quite wondered how big the world is, when did there be such a powerful inheritance?

However, this is not right. If such mysterious martial arts are spread, it is impossible for them to leave traces on the world.

Any martial arts is cultivated through thousands of trials, and it is impossible to emerge out of thin air.

It was originally like this.

But... Seeing Wang Dong, Lu Feiqing had to shake his thoughts. He told Li Yuanzhi this question, and the little girl could only shake it.

In the effort of these few words, Zhang Zhaozhong was completely undermined. Wang Dong used Guiyuan Five Spirit Hand for the first time and realized the power of this martial art. With one move, he could lead to five changes.

This is actually nothing. Many martial arts in the world have subsequent corresponding changes after taking action, but the five changes of the five elements and five qi respectively correspond to the five elements and five qi, which are mutually generated and restrained, transformed and merged with each other. Even if there are only five changes, Wang Dong felt that if he practiced this martial arts to great success, he would be afraid that one move would cause the change to be induced in a cycle.

Bang!

The five qi flows were pulled by Wang Dong's hands and merged into the palm of his palm, turning into a blow from the five qi to the Yuan. With a muffled sound, Wang Dong pressed his palm against Zhang Zhaozhong's chest.

The latter was suddenly struck by lightning, and his body was frozen for a moment. Then he felt like he was hit by a bomb. He flew backwards and hit a big tree, making a violent thunder.

The whole tree that was hard to hold was trembling, as if it was about to fall into the sky. Zhang Zhaozhong's chest was sunken in part. His eyes rolled over and wanted to say something, but was blocked by a breath in his chest. He couldn't say a word. He could only stare at Wang Dong with his eyes.

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

Now it is finally returned to Zhao.

After the treasure sword had been retrieved, Wang Dong walked forward and pressed his palm on Zhang Zhaozhong's head. When he shot him to death, Lu Feiqing suddenly shouted: "Young hero shows mercy."

"What? Do you still have to plead for him?" Wang Dong looked over.

Lu Feiqing looked ugly and sighed: "Although he surrendered to the court, he was a disciple of Wudang after all. Alas..." As he said that, he seemed to feel embarrassed and could only sigh.

This is also due to Lu Feiqing's temperament. To put it nicely, it is kind-hearted, and to put it bluntly, it is indecisive. In the original work, he suffered this personality loss repeatedly. He was surrounded by Jiao Wenqi, one of the six demons of Guandong. Originally, although he could not say that he could kill Jiao Wenqi and others in a flash of his fingers, it was not difficult to defeat and kill them one by one. However, because he was indecisive, he knew that he was a mortal enemy and was fighting life and death, he still kept his hands everywhere. As a result, he was plotted against Jiao Wenqi and others and almost died.

That's it, Lu Feiqing still didn't learn the lesson. When Zhang Zhaozhong was trapped in a wolf pack, he rushed up to rescue him regardless of his life. However, Zhang Zhaozhong thought he was going to kill him and was about to take him to bury him.

"Wang Dong!" Li Yuanzhi's eyes came and she shouted softly.

Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged. His palm turned and landed on Zhang Zhaozhong's dantian area. With a palm, he immediately shook his qi sea.

At the same time, the air that blocked Zhang Zhaozhong's throat was also shaken away.

However, the latter not only did not look at all happy, but his face was ashes in an instant and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you have nullified my martial arts..."

As the true energy that had been trained for decades dissipated, Zhang Zhaozhong felt depressed and felt as if he had grown older in his twenties or thirty years old in an instant. For the people in the martial arts world, martial arts is something more precious than his own life.

This is the so-called dual cultivation of life! And Zhang Zhaozhong, who relies on his martial arts to be at a high position, intimidate the black and white paths, is almost the best group of people in the world. Once their martial arts are abolished, it will be more like losing their souls.

Even he had no strength to resent Wang Dong, as if he was walking corpse.

Lu Feiqing raised his hand and wanted to say something, but it turned into a long sigh and thought to himself: "Maybe, this is the best ending for him."

"Senior, he will leave it to you!"

He called out this "Senior" but for the sake of Li Yuanzhi's face, Wang Dong walked to Li Yuanzhi, who bravely raised his head and looked at him. Wang Dong smiled, "Come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held Li Yuanzhi's little hand and walked out of the dense forest.

At this time, the night gradually darkened, but there were lights flashing in the town. On the border, the wind was cold and the temperature dropped sharply at night. Li Yuanzhi was in a state of tension just now, but she didn't feel anything. Now she felt relieved and suddenly shivered.

"Is it cold?" Wang Dong took off his robe and put it on Li Yuanzhi's shoulder. The latter turned red, put his hands together and put his robe together, bit his lip, stared at Wang Dong for a while: "Do you have nothing to say to me?"

Wang Dong looked up and down at Li Yuanzhi and smiled and said, "Miss is growing up!"

"I'm not listening to this." Li Yuanzhi's eyes flashed, and her dark eyes shone in the night. "I have been looking for you for the past few years. I often get news about you, but I return disappointed every time..."

Although Li Yuanzhi's eyes were gentle, they were very firm and clear, like the clear water flowing through a spring. She was moving forward and it was difficult to change. Under the night, there was a hint of redness on her face. I don't know if it was caused by the cold wind or whether it was shy in her heart, but her eyes were always looking directly at Wang Dong, as if waiting for an answer.

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

Yes, five years have passed.

[ps: Does practicing the Beiming Divine Art require the transformation of its own internal energy?]
Chapter completed!