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Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragon Chapter 154: The Edge of the Sword Points to the Sword, The Mirror is Sincere

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    ps: I was summoned by my tutor for a meeting, which lasted all afternoon. I didn¡¯t finish processing the thesis data until the evening, and then I hurriedly coded a chapter. Please forgive Tianjian for uploading it so late at night!

    In addition, thank you to "Evil Destruction" for the reward of 1888 starting coins, brother, you are so enthusiastic!  There are also starting points for rewards from brothers "Lazy People" and "¦Ò.¥áSpoiled". Thank you everyone. I have been working on my graduation thesis recently and the updates are a bit unstable, but they will break out from time to time.

    "Your Majesty, you don't have to resort to such low-grade provocations. Even if you do, we have to make a break between us. I have already heard from my cousin that your martial arts have greatly improved, but I want to see it. Even the Shaolin Temple can do nothing about Luo.  Is the God of Cha evil really so tyrannical?" At this moment, Murong Fu's expression calmed down, and he adjusted his mentality to the best before the battle. This is not only a necessary mentality for a warrior, but also a kind of mentality.  Habit.

    "But Zhang Jun also smiled slightly. Murong Fu was indeed worthy of being an innate master. Although his Qi was not deep enough, his fighting ability was much better, and this battle was interesting.

    "Mr. Murong, Brother Zhang, I think there must be some misunderstanding. Let's sit down and explain calmly, what problem cannot be solved!?" Duan Yu also rushed to break up the fight at this time.  However, his words only made Murong Fu's face darker, "Mr. Duan, this battle between Murong Fu and I is inevitable, and I will be fine. So, Mr. Duan, you should just watch from the sidelines."  Now, this battle is over, let¡¯s talk about it again!¡±

    Zhang Jun said lightly, but his eyes were staring straight at Murong Fu, his whole body was full of elixir energy, and his true energy was surging. As soon as the opponent started to make a move, it would immediately be a thunderous strike.

    Oops!  Hearing this, Duan Yu could only walk aside with a wry smile, but at this moment, Murong Fu made a move with his right hand towards the sword behind him, using his Qi sword to capture the sword. This move revealed his extraordinary level of Qi cultivation, and even more so.  Showing its control over the true energy.  When Zhang Jun saw his sword moves at this time, he also deliberately wanted to compare with the opponent to see how many tricks the opponent had. He immediately decided to use his sword fingers to compete with the opponent's sword skills.

    "Choose a weapon!" Murong Fu pointed his sword and said proudly, as if he really didn't take Zhang Jun seriously. In fact, there was nothing we could do about it. The last time Zhang Jun and Murong Fu faced off, it can be said that they used all their methods and their inner strength.  He used them all to block the opponent's casual sword.  But now, Murong Fu will no longer have contempt. This time, Murong Fu came with the intention of killing.

    "No need, my finger sword will not lose to any magic weapon!" After saying that, Zhang Jun's right hand suddenly shot out two sword energy between the middle finger and index finger, as if it was actually wrapped around Zhang Jun's fingers.  , making a popping sound of air, as if the empty air was torn apart by it.  Just by looking at it, everyone could feel a sharp energy that was as sharp as piercing their skin.

    Hengjian coldly pointed at thousands of people!  Poof!  After an explosion that tore apart the space, ripples were ripped out of the void by the sword energy, and the sword energy turned into a substantial trajectory and headed towards Murong Fu.

    At this moment, Murong Fu was almost killed, but fortunately, he had some thoughts in his heart. At the critical moment, he used the sword in his hand to block his throat. The sword energy suddenly rushed into the sword body, making a sonorous impact.  Voice.  Murong Fu responded and took a few steps back, then regained his strength and stabilized his figure. However, there was a trace of fearful cold sweat on his forehead. The contempt in his heart was really gone this time.

    "Okay!" Murong Fu smiled coldly, drew his sword, and executed an extremely complicated cross sword move. The long sword seemed to turn into dozens of sword blades in an instant, attacking at the same time from all directions.  Rushed towards Zhang Jun.

    Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged, but the man's smile disappeared. Instead, he looked solemnly at the approaching sword shadow. He remained on the spot without moving at all. When the sword rushed within three feet of him, Zhang Jun both  A burst of cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes, but he suddenly took a step forward, pointed his right hands together as swords, and stabbed directly at the dozens of sword shadows coming towards him.

    Ignoring the dozens of sword shadows, he stabbed one of them straight.  Ding!  A soft whine of the sword suddenly sounded, and as Zhang Jun stabbed out with one finger, the sword shadow in the sky suddenly disappeared. This move was exactly the same as the one he used when he first saw Murong return to the sword, the same one-finger move.  Sword, but with the enhancement of Zhang Jun's skills now, its power is far from what it was before.

    There was a clang of sword sounds, and then Zhang Jun's whole body suddenly erupted with the last trace of blue Yi Jin Jing Qi in his white body. With the explosion of Yi Jin Jing Qi, he faced the edge of Murong Fu's sword.  At this moment, a trace of sharp ice sword energy burst out from his fingers, and the energy passed directly through the sword edge and into Murong Fu's meridians.

    "Hmph! Dou Zhuan Xing Shift!" At this moment, Murong Fu also used his real Kung Fu. Dou Zhuan Xing Shift instantly transferred Zhang Jun's invading energy, but this was not very comfortable.  There are some things in common. If you want to talk aboutIf the energy entering the body is transferred, it is also necessary to start with the tendons.  But Zhang Jun's Ice Sword Qi is not so easy to deal with.

    In the blink of an eye, the sword in Murong Fu's hand suddenly missed Zhang Jun's fingers, and he struck Zhang Jun with undiminished power, but another sword clanging sound appeared again.

    Murong Fu turned a blind eye, and drew his sword again, using his true energy to flow through the sword. The sword edge decorated the air with snow-white pear blossoms. For a moment, it was like thousands of pear trees blooming in front of him, and countless pear blossoms bloomed in front of him.  The sword flower appeared in the void and rushed towards Zhang Jun, iron pen silver flower sword technique!  At this moment, it was like the violent storm appeared in front of Zhang Jun, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

    However, Zhang Jun did not retreat at all. He just stretched out the fingers of his right hand and even closed his eyes. Facing Murong Fu's excellent swordsmanship that was like a violent storm that combined reality and illusion, Zhang Jun used all his counterattacks.  Leave it to your own instincts, the whims of Chinese martial arts and the induction of true energy and thoughts from the innate realm, so that your every move is completely dominated by instinct.

    The way to sincerity!  Honesty to others, to oneself, to martial arts, to Tao. Above the spiritual emptiness, Zhang Jun admits that he cannot do these things. This is the strongest way of the spirit, which is to never shrink back and have no reservations about oneself.  The way to open your heart.  But at this moment, in the rain of swords, Zhang Jun seemed to light up a light in his heart, why couldn't he do it?  If even the confidence in oneself has disappeared, then who can believe in oneself!  ?  Who are you?  I am a dream demon, a dream demon who controls dreams, and a person who wants to step onto the clouds. If I lose my confidence, how can I get on the other side of that road?

    Only I can¡¯t think of it, I can¡¯t do it without me, I am the god of dreams, I am the master of dreams.  This kind of enlightenment suddenly appeared in Zhang Jun's heart, and it suddenly dawned on him. The reason why I was sure that I couldn't do it was because I couldn't believe in myself. As long as I believed in myself, there was nothing I couldn't do.

    Ding!  Ding ding!   Zhang Jun's movements became more and more elegant and relaxed. Although Murong Fu had already stepped into the innate world, he spent too much time in these martial arts circles for his so-called restoration of the country for so many years. Although he was erudite  Ancient and modern, but the skill has not improved much.  In the original Tianlong plot, the Shaolin sweeping monk commented on him and Qiao Feng, saying that Qiao Feng had "very handsome skills", while he said to Murong Fu that "his skills are a bit lacking" and pointed out his shortcomings sharply. In contrast,  , Zhang Jun, who is now one step closer to entering the Innate Perfection, is far beyond it.

    At this time, Murong Fu and everyone else could see that Zhang Jun's strength was definitely superior to Murong Fu. No matter what kind of swordsmanship or martial arts Murong Fu used, in front of Zhang Jun, he would be accurately shot with his eyes closed.  He hit the tip of the sword with one finger and staggered the edge of the sword. At this time, hundreds of swords were fired, but they were all blocked by Zhang Jun's two fingers, unable to hurt Zhang Jun at all.

    "Ah! This is impossible!" Murong Fu shouted angrily, the swordsmanship in his hand became even more violent, and his strength was even more powerful, but Zhang Jun remained motionless, letting him attack and annihilate him on the spot, and with a flick of his finger, he forged a  It's like a defense made of divine iron. No matter how you attack it, you can't get past it.

    Let him be strong, let him be strong, and the breeze caress the hills; let him be horizontal, let him be horizontal, and the bright moon will shine on the river.  Now Zhang Jun is in this state. Facing the more violent attacks, Zhang Jun has completely calmed down little by little. Gujing Wubo's state of mind is like a transparent ice mirror, completely imprinting everything around him.  It shoots out with unparalleled clarity and clarity. It has form but no form, no one has it but no self. A feeling that all things are in my heart comes out leisurely.  Murong Fu's condensed sword energy and the sword that turned into a wind wheel were completely clear. The Bingxin Jue was perfectly integrated into his own state of mind at this moment, allowing Zhang Jun to find the perfect solution in this overwhelming sword technique and sword energy.

    Just when Zhang Jun entered the artistic conception of the ice mirror, Murong Fu also entered the violent state. Unable to attack for a long time, the man in front of him actually closed his eyes and faced the enemy with one hand, completely treating himself as if he were nothing.  Murong Fu's anger went straight to his forehead, and the three corpses almost jumped off the wall in anger.  But he doesn't know that Zhang Jun is now in a state of enlightenment. In this state, all the martial arts and skills that Zhang Jun has learned can definitely be used to 200%, and this is almost heavenly.  The state of being sympathetic makes Zhang Jun insightful, and any tricks are full of flaws in his eyes.

    ?? Crazy Thunder and Storm Sword, the stars are changing!  The swordsmanship and the Dou Zhuanxing Shen Gong brought Murong Fu's attack to the peak of his momentum. Not only that, Murong Fu's left hand was rubbed out with the middle finger and index finger, and a strange and domineering energy was brewing. This was nothing else, it was  This is a unique skill passed down from his family, which is combined with fingering techniques.

    Facing such a move, if Zhang Jun did not use his left hand, or continued to close his eyes, he would definitely have to rely on the golden bell to resist the opponent's sword edge this time.

    And at this moment, Zhang Jun suddenly opened his eyes, Leng Jian Bingfeng!  His fingers suddenly pointed out. Zhang Junzai pointed out dozens of fingers in an instant, turning into a phantom storm. The sharpness of the cold sword was like a thousand-year-old ice peak, soaring into the sky.On.

    "Cousin, retreat!" Even Wang Yuyan suddenly panicked at this moment, but Murong Fu felt a suffocating shadow of death under the rain of Zhang Jun's sharp swords, and retreated suddenly, but the master's move made it a matter of life and death in the blink of an eye.  The key to distinction.

    No matter how quickly Wang Yuyan reminded him, Murong Fu was already in the sword's position and did not want to block the attack. Instead, he had the intention to retreat. He reached his intention before the attack came. Under Zhang Jun's sword, a sword rain like bees and locusts suddenly fell.  Ding ding ding, the declining sword power was flawlessly broken one by one. Among the dozens of finger swords, if someone counted them carefully, they would find that these finger swords perfectly caught all the sword shadows, and even more  The most frightening thing is that not a single extra sword light appears, no more, no less, just enough to catch the sword shadow in front of him, and the remaining white jade finger exudes a sharp aura and draws it straight.  Murong Fu backed away in surprise.

    In his extremely surprised eyes, the focus was on the sword blocking his chest, creak!  There was a clicking sound, and this sword made of refined black iron broke into countless fragments under Zhang Jun's finger, shooting out in all directions. At this time, Murong Fu also let out a howl like a beast on the verge of death, and the only remaining sword in his left hand  However, Shenhe's fingers suddenly rushed towards Zhang Jun's right hand, hoping to block it.

    At the same time, Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu on the side also suddenly took action. Boluo Yezhi's domineering finger strength and the Six Meridians Divine Sword appeared in front of Zhang Jun, making Zhang Jun frown a little.

    "If you want to retreat like this, it's too easy for you! Soft strength, a soft edge is hidden in the wind!" With a slight movement of his fingers, a trace of sword energy was entangled into a line of soft strength that was like cotton, and it transformed into Zhang Jun's fingertips.  As Zhang Jun turned his finger, he suddenly slapped it on the finger of Murong Fu who was coming towards him.

    The other domineering Boluo Yezhi and the Six Meridian Divine Sword Shaoze Sword also suddenly came to kill. At this time, Zhang Jun suddenly made an unexpected move. Zhang Jun's muscles and bones suddenly shook, and then he opened his mouth.  Jun's arms seemed to suddenly stretch a foot, and he took advantage of the extra turning space to exhale suddenly, as if he wanted to spit out his entire abdomen.  The chest and abdomen suddenly deflated, and the front of the chest was pressed against the back, turning into a thin piece of paper. All of this was said to be too late, and Zhang Jun had done everything in just a moment, and he just turned sideways to avoid the two  Dow refers to strength.  But Murong Fu also took the opportunity to retreat suddenly, quit Zhang Jun's offensive, and retreated.

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