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But before Zhang Sanfeng was familiar with it, Duan Feng used Tianshuang fist, cloud-dispelling palm and Fengshen leg casually.

The three kinds of martial arts forced Zhang Sanfeng back and caught him off guard.

"Master Zhang, please comment on these three sets of martial arts."

"What a set of incompatible and extremely fierce boxing. It seems to be different from the martial arts in the Central Plains, but it is slightly above the Liuyang Palm of Tiantian Mountain. Tianshuang Boxing, the old man really opened his eyes!"

"There is power in the fist, there is a move in the move, and the killing intent is invincible. It is a set of killing punches!"

Zhang Sanfeng's words made his disciples and grandchildren terrified.

Duan Feng laughed.

This is true, but the cloud-dispelling palm and Fengshen legs made the Wudang disciples present even more shocked.

"Grandmaster Duan, this palm technique is like overwhelming mountains and seas, and it is as unpredictable as the wind and clouds. The virtual and the real intersect... oh!"

Not finished.

Duan Feng's figure was erratic, and Fengshen's legs merged into Lingbo's micro-steps, and reflected in front of him according to the eight and sixty-four hexagrams of the Yijing, but there seemed to be 64 afterimages.

Every move made Zhang Sanfeng into trouble.

But when the resistance was over, Duan Feng's figure was suspended in mid-air and stagnated, before he arrived, he struck Zhang Sanfeng with his palm first.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

"Master be careful!"

Song Yuanqiao gave a loud shout.

The other Wudang disciples also became terrified.

But seeing Zhang Sanfeng stepping on the ground with his left foot, the figure also jumped to Duan Feng's side like climbing a ladder.

The two people's fists and palms intersected, fighting each other with dozens of moves, regardless of the outcome.

"readily!"

Duan Feng laughed and landed.

Zhang Sanfeng took a breath, clapped his hands and said: "Grandmaster Duan's martial art is indeed seven points better than mine, I'm afraid he hasn't shown his true skills yet."

Duan Feng smiled without saying a word.

It's just a sparring session, at least some martial skills have not been released yet.

"Renren Zhang is very knowledgeable in martial arts. There are only a handful of people who can fight against this sect in this world, but Zhenren Zhang is the best among them. He is worthy of being the founder of Wudang. I admire you."

"Grandmaster Duan, it's not easy to come to Wudang once. Let the old Taoist see it. You have resisted the set of palms in Shaolin Temple. Is it possible?"

Zhang Sanfeng's words.

Let Duan Feng fall into deep thought.

To be honest with this palm technique, if you hit it, it's nothing special.

But if he hurt Zhang Sanfeng, it might not be good for him to form an alliance with Wudang faction.

It seems to see Duan Feng's concerns.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly and said: "Grandmaster Duan has good intentions, but he has a poor heart. Martial arts rivalry is life and death. Hearing about Taoism in the morning, he will die in the evening. Please enlighten me."

Duan Feng was in awe.

He looked around, glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "Master Zhang, this set of palms is called Tathagata God's Palm, and it was created by Duan after comprehending Buddhist classics outside the Shaolin Temple."

"This palm technique is infinitely powerful, a total of ten moves have been created!"

"Since Reverend Zhang wants to understand it personally, I dare not refuse to listen, but Reverend Zhang must be careful."

"Grandmaster Duan, please enlighten me!"

Seeing Duan Feng's seriousness, Zhang Sanfeng didn't dare to underestimate the power of luck, which was released to form a body-protecting aura.

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly took his disciples with him, and retreated to another section of the area, so as not to be affected.

While Yin Yewang was terrified, he saw a change in the atmosphere in the martial arts arena.

There is no wind, and the inner force surrounds Duan Feng's palm.

Even if he doesn't look like a Buddhist disciple, he can transform into a Tathagata Buddha statue, which is a big move at the beginning.

"Tathagata palm, the sixth form!"

"Welcome the Buddha in the Western Heaven!"

Concentrating the whole body's two successful powers with one palm, he hit Zhang Sanfeng, but was easily dispelled by the opponent without knowing it.

Zhang Sanfeng unexpectedly used the method of four or two strokes of a thousand catties to make the palm move casually to strike the surrounding houses.

One blow kills it once.

Duan Feng nodded secretly, seeing Zhang Sanfeng at this time, but he realized something.

"Not enough, come again!"

"As you wish, Tathagata palm, the seventh form!"

"The Buddha's light shines!"

With [-]% internal energy, Duan Feng was like a Buddha grasping a flower, releasing a swastika halo from his palm, and the Sanskrit sounds resounded in Wudang sect, always somewhat nondescript.

But everyone looked at this world-shattering battle, so that they were astonished, and they also looked at Duan Feng with awe.

"A good set of Buddhist palm techniques."

Zhang Sanfeng is not a vegetarian either, this palm technique cannot be avoided, and he also used all his strength to compete with it with Wudang Cotton Palm.

Take three steps back.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly showed a smile.

"Tai Chi gives birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gives birth to four images, four images give birth to eight trigrams, and eight trigrams are endless."

"Four or two pull a thousand catties!"

"Conquer strength with softness!"