The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 321 Zhang Wuling 1 vs. 4

boom!

Wei Wushuang swung his fist, and the strong wind from his fist forced back Lu Linglong who was about to rush forward.

Facing the siege of Lu Lin and Lu Linglong, Wei Wushuang gradually felt exhausted.

It consumes a lot of energy for a warrior to fight at a distance. After all, his mana bar cannot be compared with that of a mage, and the two sides have different cultivation methods.

On the other hand, the brother and sister Lu Lin and Lu Linglong were still as vigorous as ever after fighting for a long time, without any signs of exhaustion.

One is at the triple level of Reverse Life, and the other has thick health and high attack. It would be very torturous to come at just one of them, but Wei Wushuang has to face two of them.

Damn it, if you keep fighting, you’ll die here!

Wei Wushuang's forehead had already started to sweat, and he could feel that the energy in his body was being consumed at an accelerated rate.

If he continued to fight like this, even if he was not killed by Lu Lin and the other two, he would exhaust himself to death.

Is Wei Wushuang afraid of death?

He himself couldn't explain it clearly, but he always felt that dying here seemed meaningless.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Wei Wushuang's fighting spirit began to plummet.

The unlucky guy Mei Qian has passed away, and no one knows what is happening to the others.

but……

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

Wei Wushuang gritted his teeth, suddenly roared, and began to dance with his arms outstretched.

Rolling Cloud Hand!

The palm power turned into rolling waves and attacked Lu Lin and the others. The fierce palm power made the two dare not underestimate it.

Lu Lin stepped on the ground, flipped into the air, and jumped over the range of the palm force.

Lu Linglong thrust her hands into the ground, creating a wall of earth to offset the incoming palm force.

But when the two of them dealt with this wave of attacks and were about to go find Wei Wushuang, they only saw a tall figure quickly moving away in the distant woods.

"Brother, that man ran away."

Lu Lin watched Wei Wushuang's figure quickly disappear. He was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Forget it. Don't chase after a desperate enemy."

Lu Linglong nodded. The big guy was quite strong and it would not be easy to defeat him. Since the other party didn't want to fight anymore, it saved them some effort.

"Let's go, let's go find Qiu'er and the others."

........

Tomb Palace of the Nanzhao King.

Taoist Feng appeared behind Zhang Wuling like a ghost and slapped him on the back.

But after hitting the target, Zhang Wuling suddenly turned into mist and dispersed, and in an instant condensed into shape not far away.

"Hey, old man, it's not a good thing to attack someone from behind." Zhang Wuling's body was floating in the clouds, and his aura was like an immortal. He looked at Feng Laodao with a smile.

Taoist Feng retracted his hand and said with emotion: "You are not bad, you must have cultivated the Yang God for quite some time."

"Being able to disperse and gather energy at will is not something that everyone who has just entered this realm can do."

Zhang Wuling said, "Thank you for the compliment, but I haven't been able to use the Yang Spirit for long.

"Oh, no wonder you dared to answer me outside. So that's why I underestimated your talent."

Taoist Feng made a hand gesture, and suddenly thirty-six red stars appeared and flashed in the sky above the hall.

Red Qi Military Talisman!

Thirty-six red air blades fell from the sky, rushing towards Zhang Wuling like falling stars and meteors.

Zhang Wuling dodged in the air, but these red air blades were extremely fast and would automatically track him, so he couldn't avoid them by dodging.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuling held the Tunxu sword and slashed out a sword energy.

But what surprised him was that those red air blades actually automatically avoided the sword energy and continued to chase him.

"What a good spell!"

Thirty-six air blades swirled in the air, surrounding them from all directions and blocking all routes of retreat.

Zhang Wuling had no choice but to stop. Seeing a blade of air coming towards him, he chopped it with his sword. Unexpectedly, after hitting it, the blade of air suddenly exploded.

This was also unexpected. Zhang Wuling was blown back two steps. Seeing that other air blades were coming, he did not dare to take the risk again.

The Thirteen Swords of Mingduzhou——

What a fog.

The sword energy swept across and turned into a thick gray fog, covering the surrounding sky and earth.

The red air blade could no longer be avoided this time and could only rush into the gray mist transformed by the sword energy, followed by a series of explosions.

However, although Zhang Wuling used this move to block these red air blades, at the same time, these air blades exploded and also blew away the gray fog, so the two canceled each other out.

Just as Zhang Wuling was about to take action, Taoist Feng rushed over and grabbed his head with one hand, his movements as swift as a falcon swooping down on its prey.

It was too late to dodge, so Zhang Wuling could only counter with the same palm.

Two powerful palm forces burst out, shaking the space and causing the hall to sway, as if it would collapse at any time.

Bang!

Zhang Wuling fell to the ground, and suddenly a wave of fire rushed out from the left. He looked up and found that it was an attack from the Red Demon King.

Holding the Tunxu sword, he slashed with it, and the sharp sword energy split the fire wave. A figure suddenly rushed out and punched down.

"Haha, good time!"

Zhang Wuling punched forward with his left hand, colliding with the powerful demon king's fist.

Stab it!

With a flash of lightning, the Purple-Winged Demon King appeared from the side, slashing across with a lightning blade in his hand.

Zhang Wuling flipped his right wrist and thrust the Swallowing Sword diagonally upwards from his back, blocking the attack from behind by the Purple-Winged Demon King.

歘——

Taoist Feng came up to him and slapped Zhang Wuling on the chest.

Zhang Wuling was not at all flustered. He raised his right foot and kicked Feng Laodao under the armpit, preventing him from moving forward.

Not far away, Queen Chen was stunned, her mind completely numb.

What did he see?

That guy named Zhang Wuling actually fought one against four and evenly defeated the old man and the three demon kings?!

Be a monster!

Although Zhang Wuling handled the situation with ease, the attack speed of Feng Laodao and the others was actually beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Not to mention the Mighty Demon King and the Red Demon King, just looking at the speed, as a bystander, Chen Hou couldn't see clearly the attacks of Feng Laodao and the Purple Winged Demon King.

However, Zhang Wuling was able to completely withstand the attacks from both of them, which was enough to prove that the other party's cultivation level had reached an extremely terrifying level.

Before, she had only heard that Zhang Wuling was very strong, but how strong he was, Chen Hou actually couldn't imagine it in her mind and had no specific concept.

But Queen Chen didn't quite understand today's battle, but she did understand one thing -

If Zhang Wuling wanted to kill him, it would probably only take one move.

With the opponent's terrifying reaction speed, it is entirely possible to blow his head off before he can react.

"This monster...could it be some kind of reincarnated immortal?"

It's not that Queen Chen has a wild imagination, she really doesn't think so. It's hard to explain Zhang Wuling's outrageous cultivation level.

At this time, Zhang Wuling was fighting against four people alone, and was fighting with Feng Laodao and the three demon kings.

The scene is quite cool, with sword shadows like nets, sweeping kicks like the wind, thunder and fire dancing in the sky, and the power surging like a dragon.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuling's left hand suddenly released a thunderbolt from his waist, blasting away the powerful demon king who was about to rush up.

Then he spun around and used his long legs to do a whirlwind kick, hitting the Purple Winged Demon King right in the neck.

There was a "crack" sound, and the Purple-Winged Demon King crashed into the ground, creating a dent in the hall's floor.

Then Zhang Wuling gathered his energy and dispersed it, avoiding the attacks of Feng Laodao and the Red Demon King.

"Dan Sword: Seven Stars Facing the Starry Sky!"