Martial Arts Fusion: Starting from the Head of a Clan

After twenty years in the Heavenly Prison, he realized that he was only one chance away from breaking through to become a Grandmaster.

Watching Zhu Wuwu mobilize the power of heaven and earth, he finally stepped into the realm of the great master.

"Grandmaster!"

Yue Buqun couldn't believe it!

There are too many twists and turns today.

First, Gu Santong had the upper hand, but Zhu Wuli was forced to reveal his Grandmaster cultivation. Seeing that the matter was unresolved, Gu Santong was stimulated to step into the Grandmaster realm.

The momentum of the ancient three links is rising steadily!

Zhu Wuli's eyes flickered, his fists tightened and then loosened, then loosened and tightened again!

Taking action at this time is inconsistent with other people's designs.

If he doesn't take action, with Gu Santong's fighting power, it is very likely that he will be forced to use his trump card.

Deciding to choose the lesser of two harms, he finally made a decision and stepped forward:

"Gu San Tong, the practice of absorbing energy is too harmful to the world. I must stop you. Any infamy will be borne by me, Zhu Wuli!"

Zhu Wuli looked upright and upright!

Yue Buqun's eyes twitched, he still had to learn!

"Marquis Shen, you don't have a guilty conscience, do you?"

Cao Zhengchun showed his body and Gu Santong broke through, allowing him to see the opportunity.

"Cao Zhengchun, you have repeatedly stopped me, do you really think I won't kill you?"

Zhu Wuyi’s eyes were like a hawk.

If Cao Zhengchun had not been a close confidant of the emperor, how could he have survived to this day?

Cao Zhengchun's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the people from the eight sects, "Master Kongxing, you are a martial arts master. What do you say?"

With his own strength, it's not like Zhu ignores his opponent. If everyone is gathered together, they may not be able to fight and buy time for Gu Santong.

Among the people in the field, emptiness is the most virtuous and respected thing.

"Amitabha!" He stood up and clasped his hands: "Hindering people's path is like killing their parents. It's hard to say whether the ancient three links are the murderers. I am waiting for so many people, are we afraid of an ancient three links that have just broken through?"

Mu Taoist echoed: "What the master said makes sense!"

Everyone else lined up and stood in front of Gu Santong.

This time the Lord Shen has been offended to death, so why not hold on until the end?

If you misunderstood him, just apologize.

Zhu's indifferent behavior was too suspicious.

"Okay! In that case, I will learn from you all your clever tricks."

Zhu Mingli understood that he could not interrupt Gu Santong until he dealt with the person in front of him.

His eyes turned cold, and his palms were as strong as pushing a mountain. The sharp ice on the ground suddenly rose into the sky and turned into a white ocean.

The void is filled with wind and snow.

The crowd was like travelers hobbling in the ice and snow.

"Everyone take action together!"

Master Kongxing shouted loudly, and the Zen staff in his hand whistled, and the vast and majestic Buddha's voice came from the top of the Zen staff. A Buddha statue emerged out of thin air. The Buddha statue sat dignifiedly, with his hands in seals, emitting warm light, and endless light and heat filled the sky. The snow melts.

"Master, let me help you!"

Master Miejue pulled out the Yitian Sword. The sword's light was like an abyss or a waterfall, and he slashed straight into the air. In the vast wind and snow, he saw a tunnel formed by the sword energy being slashed through the air.

The people leading the team from the eight sects are all at the Grandmaster level, and they join forces to fight against the Tiedan Shenhou.

Zhu Wuli opened his arms and whirled loudly.

The tornado surrounding him split into two in an instant. Each of his left and right hands held a wild dragon formed by the cold wind. The dragon was dozens of feet long, with its mouth facing toward the heart and its tail toward the sky. The strong wind blew through the dragon's mouth and let out a whine. A roaring sound.

Tiedan Shenhou stepped in the void, and two divine dragons were thrown out.

The dragon swung its long tail, one to the left and the other to the right, and flew directly to Kongtong and the two leaders of the Qingcheng faction.

These two were the weakest, and Zhu Wuli planned to attack them first.

The pupils of the two leaders tightened.

I saw: The veins in Kongtong's head suddenly bulged in his arms, his knuckles swelled, and his fists were enlarged, like two hammers made of divine iron.

He did not retreat but advanced, shouting: "Seven Injury Fist!"

The wind of the fist hit the oncoming dragon's head.

But when he heard a loud rumble and the iron fist connected with the dragon's head, his body seemed to be hit by an oncoming train, and his face turned from red to white.

With a puff, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell straight to the ground.

The Seven Injury Boxing is a secret that is not passed down by the Kongtong sect.

Using this punch, hurting others first hurts yourself, which is a desperate move.

The gap between the leader of Kongtong and Zhu Wu was too big. Even though they tried their best, they were still beaten to the point of losing their combat effectiveness by one move.

"Seven Injury Fist squeezes your own potential, and your physical fitness cannot keep up, so you hurt yourself before hurting others!"

Jiang Feng saw the secret of Seven Injury Fist and looked at the leader of Qingcheng on the other side.

The two of them faced the threat of the wind dragon at the same time.

The head of Qingcheng retracted his long sword, first retracted and then out, and the long sword stabbed straight at the oncoming dragon.

It seems like an ordinary sword, but its power is extremely condensed, forming a thin white line.

The two connected, and the long sword penetrated directly into the wind dragon's body.

The head of Qingcheng looked happy and was about to use his Arrancar to disintegrate the dragon.

As the sword light penetrated the body, the wind dragon seemed to have its balance broken, and its head gradually dissipated, forming a turbulent flow that rolled straight towards him.

"not good!"

The wind dragon collapsed too quickly, and everyone had no time to rescue them. They watched the leader of Qingcheng being sucked into the whirlpool.

Leaning slightly, the wind dragon dissipated, and a human figure was thrown out of it.

The Taoist robe of the head of Qingcheng was smashed into pieces, with only a few pieces of cloth hanging on his body.

The cold wind penetrated straight into the bones, and the exposed skin felt like it had been cut into pieces with thousands of knives. There was no good piece of skin and flesh, and blood came out of the body like running water. There was a lot of air coming out and little air coming in. It was so miserable.

"Head!"

The Qingcheng sect's teeth were chattering and he stepped forward to support him. A disciple took out a bottle from his arms and quickly stuffed a Jiuhua Jade Dew Pill into his mouth.

It wasn't until the head of Qingcheng's breathing became slightly calmer that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The donor's methods are too ruthless!"

Master Kongxing frowned. If the wind dragon dissipated a moment slower, the life of the leader of Qingcheng would be lost.

"I didn't do this intentionally, so why don't you just stop here? Once we fight, uncontrollable accidents will inevitably happen!"

He was not at the end of his rope, so Zhu Wuli had no plans to be ruthless.

The attack by the head of Qingcheng accidentally caused Fenglong to riot, and he almost killed him by mistake.

Yue Buqun was determined to give up. His strength was about the same as Kongtong and the head of Qingcheng. Seeing the miserable state of the head of Qingcheng, he shuddered in his heart.

"The eight major sects join forces and just retreat, not to make the world's heroes laugh!"

Master Miejie didn't take a step back. She turned around and looked at Jiang Feng: "Master Jiang, I know your strength is not inferior to mine, so please give me a helping hand!"

Everyone looked surprised, Jiang Feng was so young, but he had such strength?

Jiang Feng was stunned!

Why did you eat the melon on my head?

Shangguan Haitang turned around, not wanting her presence to affect Jiang Feng's judgment.

Jiang Feng glanced at Gu Santong, who was making a breakthrough, and then estimated the strength of everyone in the field. Lang Lang said: "I came today to bear witness. Since the Master invited me, I have no obligation to refuse. If I have offended the Lord God, Please forgive me!"

Jiang Feng's body was shining with righteousness!

What a stranger, he is like jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world!

The female disciple of the Emei Sect has stars in her eyes!

"Everyone, don't hold back anymore!" Master Kongxing ordered the Shaolin disciples: "Form the Eighteen Bronze Figures!"

A total of nineteen people came from Shaolin and Master Sunyata.

The other eighteen people are all innately cultivated. After forming the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, their strength is comparable to the peak of the Grandmaster.

"promise!"

The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is a formation inherited from Shaolin.

Eighteen people who practice the same kind of skills form an formation and use their true energy to neutralize the opponent's attack. It is extremely powerful.

Eighteen monks held long sticks, their positions changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a mysterious formation formed. []

"Form the Seven Zhenwu Formation!"

Mu Taoist spoke loudly.

The Zhenwu Seven-Intercept Formation was created by Zhang Sanfeng himself. Two people can form the formation, and the power is doubled. Three people can use it, and the power is doubled. Then, each additional person can withstand twice as much height.

The strength lies not in the formation of the Twelve Bronze Men.

A dozen people from Wudang took the order and quickly formed a formation.

Each of the eight sects showed their magical powers. Emei set up the Emei Sword Formation, Kunlun used the positive and negative Liangyi Sword Formation, and the Huashan School's formation was called the Liangyi Sword Formation.

The Diancang sect inherited the Qiankun Formation, the Kongtong sect inherited the Seven-Star Return to Heaven Formation, and Qingcheng set up the Wuji Sword Formation.

Dongchang also has a formation called the Soul-Seizing and Soul-Seizing Formation.

Jiang Feng's eyes were blazing. The eight sects were indeed not simple. Each of them had their own battle formations.