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Chapter 090 Tianshan Snow

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    Update time: 2012-11-08 Zhang Dong and Master Changmei both crossed their legs and adjusted their breathing to heal their injuries. The others looked at them with dumbfounded expressions. They were still recalling the thrilling fight between the two in their minds, and experienced the difficulty in detail.  The mysteries of words and understanding of the martial arts principles.  No one dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the two people's healing.  About twenty minutes later, Zhang Dongyou suddenly opened his eyes, and a dazzling light shot out from his eyes, like a sharp arrow, projected on Master Changmei.  Master Changmei also opened his eyes, stood up, and said with murderous intent: "Let's fight to the death again!" "Hahaha~~" Zhang Dong let out a burst of shocking laughter, and flashed ten meters in front of Master Changmei.  He said: "Master Changmei, there is no need to fight anymore. You can just go back and forth wherever you go." Now that he has broken through and achieved his goal, Master Changmei can no longer pose a threat to him and can no longer put any pressure on him.  It doesn't help him to break through the small bottleneck. In the future, it will take a long time for him to hone and understand in order to practice to the level of Jiangshan. Fortunately, he is still very young.  Master Changmei was stunned and asked: "Aren't you going to kill me to pay homage to your master? Why didn't you fight? Are you too injured and unable to fight anymore?" Zhang Dong said apologetically: "I just lied to you.  In order for you to use all your strength to fight me and let me have fun, in fact, I have no grudges with you. My master even has friendship with your father, the Great Sword King Wu." After a pause, he continued proudly: "Master Changmei.  , In fact, you are far from my opponent. I only used 70% of my strength just now, but you can only be tied with me. If I use my full strength, I can kill you in three moves." He hid the reason for his breakthrough.  In fact, I don¡¯t want to expose the secret of the sun-swallowing magic skill that is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. After all, he absorbed Tang Linlin¡¯s inner energy and instantly increased his force value to 1499 points. Normally, it is impossible to have such a high force value after just breaking through!  Master Changmei¡¯s face turned livid. He had actually been tricked by him. Now that he knew that he had no intention of killing him and could not feel the crisis of life and death, how could he hope to break through on him?  Of course, he didn¡¯t believe at all that Zhang Dong only used 70% of his power just now. After all, he could feel that Zhang Dong had used all his strength at that time. He was really brazen!  He rolled his eyes and shouted angrily: "Good boy, you dare to deceive me like this. I will cut you into pieces to vent the hatred in my heart." He rushed over brazenly, swinging his blood-red hands.  He slapped Zhang Dong wildly with his palms, as if he would not stop until Zhang Dong was killed.  "You look so good. You want to break through on me, but you can't." Zhang Dong swayed his body and turned into three black shadows, like ghosts swaying around the long-browed master.  Jiang Shan created a total of two magical movements in his life. One is called Carp Baibian, which is good at avoiding the attacks of masters stronger than himself. The other is the ghost charm movement that Zhang Dong is currently using, which can transform into three  The silhouette makes it difficult for people to tell where the real body is, which is the ultimate form of true attack.  In the past, Zhang Dong had not yet made a breakthrough, and his internal strength was shallow and his display was mediocre. But now, when he displays it, it has gained five points of fire and its power is extremely extraordinary.  Therefore, no matter how Master Changmei attacks, he can't touch a corner of Zhang Dong's clothes. It's as if Zhang Dong has turned into an illusion and no longer exists.  Master Changmei was horrified, what kind of movement is this?  Why is it so strange?  Could it be that he is really smarter than me?  Could it be that I am no longer his match?  Forcibly suppressing the depression in his heart, he accelerated his attack speed and used his twelve successes to attack the three black shadows transformed by Zhang Dong crazily.  "It's really endless!" Zhang Dong was a little unhappy. If he was no longer polite, he flashed like a ghost and rushed into Master Changmei's arms in an instant, stamping his palm on his open chest.  There was a loud bang, and Master Changmei screamed in pain. He flew backwards dozens of meters away, hit the ground and rolled for several meters before he got up tremblingly. There was endless surprise on his face, and he looked at Feng Dan like a monster.  Yun Qing's Zhang Dong secretly wondered if he had really concealed his skill just now?  The rest of the people were all stunned like fools, God, could it be that Master Changmei is really not Zhang Dong¡¯s opponent?  This is incredible, too unbelievable!  Zhang Dong smiled proudly, turned around and left.  "Kill!" How could Master Changmei let go of such a good opportunity for a breakthrough?  With a loud shout, he summoned all his strength, rushed over with terrifying speed, and hit Zhang Dong hard on the back.  Zhang Dongyou turned around abruptly, without dodge or dodge, his right palm came forward boldly, and clashed with Master Changmei's right palm.  There was a loud bang, a thunder on the ground, the space collapsed, and strong winds rose out of thin air.  Master Changmei felt a powerful force coming from him, and he couldn't help but feelHe was knocked into the air, and he did somersaults more than a dozen times before he could release the huge force, and staggered several steps before he could stabilize his body.  Zhang Dong only took three steps back, then stood firmly and looked at Master Changmei proudly.  Although Master Changmei's cultivation level is the same as Zhang Dong's, at the pinnacle of high-level powerhouses, his martial arts skills are more than one step behind Zhang Dong's. Even the method of unloading force is far inferior. Zhang Dong uses the sun-swallowing magic to push the huge force.  When he reached his feet, the bluestone turned into powder, but he did not suffer any harm, and his body did not retreat too much. If it was a life and death fight, and Master Changmei took advantage of his unstable footing to launch a fierce attack, Master Changmei would really know how to do it.  He was beaten to death.  Master Changmei is a real master, so he naturally understands this truth. He feels depressed in his heart. He is far from his opponent, and the other party does not even have the intention to kill him. He cannot put any pressure on him at all. It seems impossible to break through.  But he was such a determined and strong man. He immediately cheered up and shouted categorically: "You are very powerful. I am no match for you with fists and kicks, but I will definitely kill you today!" Everyone was petrified. They had already guessed that Zhang  Dong is better than Master Changmei, but this is just a guess after all, and there is no way to estimate it. But now Master Changmei personally admitted that they were really shocked to the extreme. Oh my God, at the age of twenty, they defeated Master Changmei and ranked No. 1 in the world.  A master on the throne, what kind of genius is this, what kind of monster is this?  Master Changmei stared at Zhang Dong, with endless murderous intent filling his body, and shouted to Wang Xiaobao, who was still in shock: "Elf, knife!" Wang Elf woke up from the shock, took off the long knife on his back, and walked step by step  She walked over, handed it over with both hands, and said with concern: "Master, you have to be careful." She was very surprised that her master was not Zhang Dong's opponent, and she regretted that the throne of the world's strongest person, which belonged to her master, was taken away by Zhang Dong.  Go, I just hope that Master can break through at the critical moment and take back the throne again.  Master Changmei holds the scabbard in his left hand and the handle in his right hand. There is infinite tenderness on his face. This knife was used by his father Wang Wu. It has a history of more than a hundred years. He does not know how to use this knife.  This sword has defeated many masters, and this sword has drunk the blood of many enemies.  And as long as he has a knife in his hand, his confidence will be increased a hundred times. All strong enemies are not strong enemies and will surely die under this knife.  Today, he met another super master that he had not encountered in nearly a hundred years - Zhang Dong. If he wanted to defeat him and break through, he had to use this knife.  There was a clang.  The broadsword is unsheathed. The blade is one and a half meters long and more than four fingers wide. The back of the blade is three inches thick. The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing. It emits thousands of rays of light under the sunlight.  And a cold murderous aura and evil spirit seeped out from the blade and spread in all directions, making people feel like it was winter.  "Zhang Dong, today is your day of death!" Master Changmei shouted confidently, "You can choose a weapon, otherwise, within one move, you will die under my sword." Zhang Dong naturally will not use his bare hands.  Competing with the Changmei Master who is best at using swords, his eyes were cast on the face of Shangguan Feiyun who had climbed up and watched the battle without blinking, and said: "Lend me your soft sword!" Shangguan Fengyun felt flattered.  He trotted to Zhang Dong, presented his soft knife, and said respectfully: "I wish you victory, senior." Since it has been confirmed that Zhang Dong and Master Changmei have no grudges, and Zhang Dong defeated Master Changmei in fists and kicks,  Then Zhang Dong is the world's number one master and is above the law. How dare he disrespect him?  Zhang Dong took the soft knife, and there was an infinite evil spirit on his body, and said coldly: "Master Changmei, you are far worse than fists and feet, and you are far worse than weapons. Within ten moves, you will die even if you don't die."  "Shedding skin." "What kind of bragging are you talking about? What kind of master have I not seen?" Master Changmei was not moved at all, but he became more cautious. Zhang Dong must have something to rely on if he dared to say this.  "I want you to see what the real sword technique is." Zhang Dong said proudly, and pulled out the soft knife with a clang. With a slight shake of his right hand, the blade swung back and forth like a flexible snake. He couldn't help but admired: "What a good knife."  "He threw the scabbard back into Gongsun Fengyun's arms, held the soft knife upside down in his right hand, and walked towards Master Changmei step by step, with an indifferent expression on his face, as relaxed as if he was going to eat and drink.  "Kill!" Master Changmei shouted violently, nuzzling, tapping the ground quickly with the toes of his feet, and in the blink of an eye he came ten meters in front of Zhang Dong. He suddenly swung the knife in his hand and shot Zhang Dong at a terrifying speed.  Hundreds of cuts were made.  ¡°Woooooo~¡± It seemed as if the space had been chopped into pieces, and it seemed as if the heaven and earth were about to turn into powder.  Everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces. What kind of sword technique is this? Why is it so powerful and fast?    Can Zhang Dong resist it?  They couldn't help but worry about Zhang Dong, their hearts were in the air.  "Tianshan Flying Snow!" Zhang Dong proudly said a sword move, and the soft knife in his right hand suddenly swung out, blooming with infinite light, and instantly turned into countless snowflakes that were flying in and out, not knowing where they came from and where they were going.  The trajectory kept changing under the strong wind, and there was really no trace to be found.  (Dear friends, I want a red ticket!)
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