"Who is it?" Zhu Nong paused in laughter and followed the sound with an annoyed look on his face.

I saw a young man in white clothes standing by the window. The bright moon came through the window and shone on him. He looked like a man like ancient jade, as if he had come from a painting.

"A disciple of the Emei Sect? You are so knowledgeable, you actually know my sect!"

The farmers frowned and said.

As a martial arts master who travels around the world, Zhu Nong has rich experience. As soon as he goes upstairs, he will naturally have everyone under his eyes. But he only sees the protagonists Zhang Shouqing and Zhao Wenbing. Where is the young man who looks like he is just weak?

However, since he is a disciple of the Emei Sect, it seems that he must have someone to rely on!

The peasants were able to roam the Western Regions and dare to enter Shu alone, so they were naturally well prepared.

Of course he thought that the financial backers behind Zhao Wenbing were the Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect, and he also knew that his martial arts skills were definitely not as good as those of Master Jue and Taoist Changqingzi.

But what are the identities of these two people? How could they easily go downhill because of a small grudge?

For the same reason, the standards of disciples they can send will not be too high.

As long as those few people don't show up, the farmers will have nothing to fear.

But even so, he still has a cautious temperament. Even if he is facing a little-known young man from the Emei sect, he is not willing to underestimate him, otherwise he will be overturned if the boat capsizes in the gutter.

"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. Farmers, Zhao Wenbing asked me to help you with your fists. I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of Ruyue Pavilion today!" Chen Zhao continued.

Zhao Wenbing knelt on the ground, feeling confused.

Of course he doesn't want to kneel down and beg for mercy. Isn't this the life of everyone at the moment?

And as everyone knows in the world, if a disciple of a famous and upright sect wants to achieve great success in martial arts, it takes ten or twenty years of hard training, but how old is the Chen Zhao in front of him now?

"Haha, you want to get rid of me? It's like a toad yawning - such a loud tone!" Zhu Nong couldn't help but sneered, and at the same time, his anger rose and he clenched his fists.

Chen Zhao put one hand behind his back, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "You are just a second-generation disciple of the Vajra Sect, you are like an ant in my eyes. If your master stood in front of me, how many times would you be able to compete with me?"

hand."

What Chen Zhao said was true.

The other party's commanders must be Ah Er and Ah San from Ruyang Prince's Palace, as well as the monk Gang Gang who sneaked up on Zhang Sanfeng.

Based on Chen Zhao's estimation of his own martial arts, he should be able to deal with masters of this level at present.

If you practice the Emei Nine Yang Gong diligently, integrate the Zixia Magic Kung Fu, and understand the enlightenment concepts of the founders of the two sects, and combine them into one, you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the big and small Zhang.

"What an arrogant boy!" Zhu Nong's expression suddenly changed, and murderous intent filled his eyes.

In his mind, which of the teachers of the Vajra Sect is not a great person who can reach the heaven and earth? His teacher is even more like a great master in the clouds.

He once saw his master fighting with his lord, killing the gang of rebels who were making trouble like a sword. What kind of power was that? No one could compare to Guan Gong in his lifetime!

But the boy from the Emei sect in front of him actually talked nonsense and insulted his master. He should be torn into pieces.

"For the sake of Master Jiejie, I will spare your life! Since you are so ignorant of dignity, then I will twist off your kid's head and use it as a chamber pot!" Zhu Nong said word by word, and there was a hint of emotion in his words.

A strong and evil aura scared everyone to the point of trembling.

Even Zhang Shouqing couldn't help shouting in his heart: "You are already on the verge of death, and yet you are still showing off here! Haven't you seen how terrifying Zhu Nong is? You must know that Master Miejie is not here!"

Zhao Wenbing was dumbfounded.

He knows that today's young heroes are all young and vigorous.

Can you call yourself a young person if you are not angry?

But you also have the occasion!

Even if you are about to die, you are still pretending to be a decent family. Isn't this just asking for death?

Chen Zhao straightened up and said calmly:

"Oh, just you?"

Chen Zhao was about ten steps away from Zhu Nong at this time. He saw that his feet were not even, and he made a fist with his right hand and punched out suddenly.

The power is as deep as the sea, and it can hit people from afar!

A strong wind blew up instantly, and the whole room suddenly burst with a "Kerala" sound.

A strong wind that could not be seen or touched, but could be felt, surged directly towards Zhu Nong. In an instant, Zhu Nong felt that his breathing was not smooth. He hurriedly turned sideways and swung his right fist diagonally, but Chen Zhaogang's deflection of the wind

As soon as the momentum was touched, I felt that my internal strength was stagnant, and my breath was heavy in my chest. I immediately took advantage of the momentum and jumped back one foot, raised my palms to my chest, and my kung fu circulated throughout my body.

Just listen to the crackling of his bones, he is full of authentic martial arts atmosphere, his eyes are horrified, and his face is stunned.

The Ruyue Pavilion was suddenly as quiet as death.

Everyone looked at the farmers' actions in stunned silence.

Because everyone felt the strong wind, they knew that Chen Zhao was not moving, so he hit the peasants with a splitting fist and kept retreating.

This is too terrible!

Zhao Wenbing couldn't close his mouth, but he didn't care at all and said tremblingly.

If the martial arts of Zhang Shouqing and Zhu Nong are still within everyone's imagination, they weigh a thousand pounds, move like lightning, and have dignified moves, which is admirable.

But Chen Zhao used the air splitting fist.

With one move, the strong wind hit his face, making him unable to breathe.

This is simply beyond everyone's imagination.

Everyone knows that hunting cattle across mountains and picking things from the air are excellent martial arts, but no one has ever seen it!

Finally got to see it today.

Unexpectedly, it was used on a young man.

It's really shocking.

"Splitting Air Palm! Could it be the Emei Nine Yang Kung Fu! He actually obtained the True Biography of Master Miejie!" Zhang Shouqing looked at Chen Zhao for a long time and then said:

"There are rumors in the world that Master Miejie teaches his disciples according to their talents. Emei Jiuyang Kung Fu will not be taught to those who are not very good at it. I thought only Master Jingxuan would be taught it, but I didn't expect that Chen Shaoxia has also mastered it, and today I can see Pi Kong."

Palm, even if you die, you will have no regrets!"

Why can the Emei Sect overwhelm the Qingcheng Sect?

It’s because the Emei sect has the magical skill of the Emei Nine Yang Gong!

This skill is called Xi Jiuyang, and it holds one Hanyuan. Once you master it, you will be a top master in the world.

The last person to achieve the Nine Yang Gong was Zhang Sanfeng, the world's best master.

At this moment, there was only a "swipe" sound, and everyone looked around, only to see Zhu Nong dodge, step on the table closest to him, and throw himself out the window.

'He's running away?'

Of course Zhu Nong wanted to run away, but Chen Zhao hit him with just one flying palm and knocked him out of breath. He was frightened and knew that he was outmatched.

He thought of going back to his small hometown to take revenge, but Master Miejie actually photographed his most powerful disciple.

You attach too much importance to the profits from Zigongjing Salt!

But when I think about it, all the farmers know the power of masters who are proficient in Splitting the Air Palm.

His second uncle was gifted with magical powers, and his internal strength was unfathomable from the outside to the inside. He could use his air-splitting palm to destroy rockeries and break stone pillars.

With such masters around, ten farmers are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Among the disciples of Emei, there is actually a young man with such profound internal strength. I am afraid that his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of my master. No, I have to escape for my life quickly and go back to tell the master. Then I can deal with the martial arts sect in a targeted manner."

Zhu Nong thought in his mind that the man had already flown into the air. But Chen Zhao sneered and said:
Chapter completed!