Chapter 3006 The Sun Rises in the East, and I Am the only One Who Is Undefeated!

Zuo Lengchan frowned and looked down at the long sword in his hand. There was an embroidery needle like cow hair on the tip of the sword, which shocked him. He didn't expect Dongfang Bubai to be so strong.

As the head of Songshan, Zuo Lengchan's long sword was naturally made of extraordinary material. It was forged with refined gold. With his own internal force, even Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple could not do it to this extent.

Dongfang Bubai stood on the spot, attracting everyone's attention. She was dressed in men's clothes, with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, standing with her hands behind her back, looking down on everyone, domineering, with clear and deep eyes. She didn't look at Zuo Lengchan, nor at Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu, but at the direction of Shaolin Temple. Her eyes seemed to penetrate the space and saw the little monk in the Sutra Pavilion, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, feminine and solemn.

After a long time, Dongfang Bubai retracted his gaze, and then looked at Zuo Lengchan, snorted coldly, with contempt in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Zuo Lengchan, since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

Dongfang Bubai's voice was full of arrogance. He suddenly disappeared and then appeared in front of Zuo Lengchan. Four embroidery needles shot out from between his five fingers like thunder, piercing his eyes, eyebrows, and throat, all of which were vital points that would kill him.

At the moment of life and death, Zuo Lengchan ignored his demeanor, lowered his head and dodged sideways, then slashed out with the long sword in his hand. The sword flashed, but there was no feeling of contact. Zuo Lengchan knew that his sword had missed, and his heart was alarmed. He stepped forward suddenly and swung the long sword in his hand to the back, with the sword energy whistling and the cold light shining.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out again on the Fengchan platform. A figure suddenly appeared behind Zuo Lengchan. An embroidery needle touched the long sword again. Zuo Lengchan groaned and his face suddenly turned pale. A hot and condensed true qi invaded his body. He was horrified and quickly mobilized the cold and icy true qi to block it.

This hot true qi was unstoppable and sharp. It defeated dozens of cold and icy true qi in a row before it was exhausted. Zuo Lengchan's forehead was covered with crystal sweat. A feeling of fear rose from Zuo Lengchan's heart. Dongfang Bubai's strength, like a god or demon, really shocked him.

Of course, it was not only Zuo Lengchan who was shocked. Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu were also shocked. They didn't care about anything else. They flashed and appeared beside Zuo Lengchan. At the same time, they blocked Dongfang Bubai's fatal blow to Zuo Lengchan.

"Dang!"

The Wudang Tai Chi sword is famous all over the world. The Zhenwu sword in the hands of Taoist Chongxu is like a Tai Chi diagram, blocking in front of Zuo Lengchan, resisting the embroidery needle as thin as cow hair.

Master Fangzheng practiced the Yijinjing, and waved the Prajna Palm. The air around was stagnant, just in time to meet Dongfang Bubai's soft and white palm. With a loud bang, Master Fangzheng stepped back, leaving a series of footprints on the Fengshan platform. The hard bluestone ground was as soft as tofu.

Dongfang Bubai's figure floated back like catkins, and stopped in front of the Sun and Moon Sect's formation. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, his eyes were full of murderous spirit, staring at the three masters of the righteous way, and said coldly.

"The Yijinjing and Taiji Sword are indeed extraordinary. They did not disappoint me. Fangzheng, Chongxu, you two are stronger than Zuo Lengchan, but you are still not my opponent in a one-on-one match. Why don't you three attack together? I'll see if you can stop me!"

When these words came out, everyone was shocked. Master Fangzheng, Taoist Chongxu, and Zuo Lengchan were known as the three great masters of the righteous path. Each of them was a master of the innate realm, with extremely powerful strength. Even Ren Woxing in the past would never dare to fight one against three. Dongfang Bubai showed a more arrogant character than Ren Woxing, looking down on the world and suppressing the righteous path.

"Arrogant!"

Zuo Lengchan's expression changed. What he couldn't stand the most was that others said he was not as good as Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu. Dongfang Bubai actually thought he was the weakest of the three masters, which made him a little embarrassed. He didn't care about anything else. He swung the long sword in his hand again and attacked with all his strength. The momentum was amazing, opening and closing, like thousands of troops galloping, long spears and halberds, yellow sand for thousands of miles, one force defeated ten skills.

The swordsmanship of Songshan School is known as "eight internal routes and nine external routes", and there are 17 routes of swordsmanship of all lengths, speeds and speeds. In the past, the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Ten Elders of the Demon Sect fought twice on Huashan Mountain. The masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect were killed or injured, and many amazing moves of the five sects' swordsmanship disappeared with the masters of the five sects.

Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan School, gathered the remaining elders of the sect and recorded all the swordsmanship that everyone remembered, no matter how rough or fine, and compiled them into a sword manual. In the past ten years, he has eliminated the dross and retained the essence, and modified all the less fierce moves and less magnificent postures in the swordsmanship of the sect, making the 17 routes of swordsmanship of the sect perfect. Although he did not create a new sword route, he can be regarded as a great contributor to the compilation of Songshan swordsmanship.

Dongfang Bubai sneered at this, and his figure flashed again, like a god or a demon, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, and appeared in front of Zuo Lengchan in an instant. He flicked the embroidery needle in his hand, like a crossbow arrow in the battlefield, with great force, and shot directly on the long sword, blocking Zuo Lengchan's Songshan swordsmanship. His figure was unstoppable, and he rushed in front of Zuo Lengchan, stretched out his right hand, and clamped another ox-hair embroidery needle between his index finger and middle finger, and inserted it directly into Zuo Lengchan's left eye.

"Swish!"

Dongfang Bubai lightly picked it up, and Zuo Lengchan's left eyeball was dug out from the eye socket, blood was flowing, and the scene was very horrifying.

"Ahhh!"

Even though Zuo Lengchan tried his best to dodge, he still couldn't avoid it. Dongfang Bubai dug out one of his eyes alive. Under the severe pain, even with his deep and domineering personality, he couldn't help screaming, his facial features twisted and extremely hideous.

The fingertips of Dongfang Bubai's slender right hand, like white jade, were bloody. A black and white eyeball was crushed under the internal force of her fingers. Her heroic face showed a sneer, and her eyes looked at Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu who were protecting Zuo Lengchan again.

"Master Dongfang, you are too cruel."

Seeing such a cruel scene, even Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu couldn't help but change their color and questioned.

However, after hearing this, Dongfang Bubai raised her head and laughed. Her laughter was unbridled and carefree. Her black hair danced behind her. The sunflower true energy surged around her body. A round shadow of Haori appeared above her head. This was the manifestation of the great achievement of the Sunflower Collection. The domineering and hot aura spread, making the righteous masters present change color and be horrified.

"I have said it long ago that the three of you should come together. Zuo Lengchan overestimated his own strength and insisted on challenging me alone. But a mere eyeball is nothing. If you don't make a move, the next time I will take off his head!"

As soon as these words came out, the morale of the Sun and Moon Sect was greatly boosted. Five hundred people shouted loudly.

"The sun rises in the east, only I am invincible, the leader of the East, the literary and martial virtues, thousands of years, unify the world."

The shouting shook the sky and echoed on the Fengchan Terrace of Songshan. The white clouds in the sky were shaken away, causing the righteous masters to change color and lose their momentum.

Master Fangzheng and Taoist Chongxu looked at each other and realized the seriousness of the matter. The newly appointed leader of the East was more terrifying than Ren Woxing. His strength was beyond theirs. If they did not join forces to fight the enemy, they would be defeated by Dongfang Bubai one by one.

"In this case, we will join hands to learn the magic of the leader of the East!"

Master Fangzheng chanted Amitabha, and the sound of Zen was like a huge bell, which shocked people's minds and awakened the masters of the righteous way. The morale was restored again, and they all looked at the three masters and Dongfang Bubai.

Fangzheng stepped lightly, and the Fengchan platform was shaken. He slowly raised his right hand and struck Dongfang Bubai. The true energy in his body surged and condensed, and the pure Yijinjing was fully operated. The palm wind enveloped the surrounding space. This was the one-shot two-scatter palm of the 72 Shaolin skills.

The so-called two-scatter means that if you hit the stone, the stone chips will scatter, and if you hit the human body, the soul will fly away. This palm technique has only one move. Because the palm force is too powerful, there is no need to use the second move when facing the enemy. The enemy will be killed. Moreover, this palm is based on such overwhelming internal force. It is beyond human power to change the move.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the Shaolin monk Xuanji once used this palm to fight against Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Before his palm force arrived, Qiao Feng already felt that his chest was not breathing well. The palm force surged like a raging tide. After one palm, even Qiao Feng, who was like a god of war, felt exhausted. This shows that the power of the one-shot two-shot palm is extraordinary.

Master Fangzheng dared to use the "One Clap, Two Disperse Palm" on Dongfang Bubai, because he had Taoist Chongxu to help defend him. The Zhenwu Sword was unsheathed, clanging, and the sword light was shining. The head of Wudang was definitely the best swordsman in the martial arts world. He used the Tai Chi sword, which was unparalleled in defense and profound. Circles of sword light enveloped the void, and a faint black and white Tai Chi pattern protected the three great masters of the righteous path in the middle.

Zuo Lengchan was indeed a hero. He endured the huge pain and swung the long sword in his hand again, like a fierce general on the battlefield, invincible, and imposing. The long sword was like a war hammer, smashing Dongfang Bubai hard, and the air waves rolled and stirred endlessly, making a rumbling sound of thunder.

Dongfang Bubai was not afraid of three people, his straight sword eyebrows slightly raised, his phoenix eyes suddenly widened, his eyes were full of murderous spirit, his long robe fluttered, the corners of his clothes were blown by the wild mountain wind, and the hunting thunder sounded. He raised his white jade right hand, aimed at Master Fangzheng and slammed it, like the nine heavens falling, the scene was terrifying, and the momentum was huge.

Dongfang Bubai used a unique skill of the Sun and Moon Sect, the Great Nine Heavens Hand, which was the unique skill of Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Sect in the late Yuan Dynasty. He once relied on the Great Nine Heavens Hand and the Great Shift of the Universe to travel around the world, defeated the three masters of Shaolin, and even blinded one of their eyes, which made the three masters ashamed. They closed themselves off for decades and practiced the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, wanting to compete with Yang Dingtian again.

Yang Dingtian's martial arts skills were so high that he could be said to be invincible in the world. Except for Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Sect, no one could defeat him. From this, we can see that the domineering and exquisiteness of the Great Nine Heavens Hand is definitely not inferior to the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, such as the One-Slap-Two-Scatter Palm, Prajna Palm, and Vajra Palm.

"Boom!"

The two palms met, and the powerful air wave lifted the bluestone bricks on the ground, shooting at the good and evil masters watching the battle around like a cannonball. Dongfang Bubai's figure was like a ghost, and he retreated instantly. Master Fangzheng's feet had already sunk into the hard ground. His face flushed, and then turned pale again, and he uttered a muffled groan.

Dongfang Bubai's figure was ghostly. He was still retreating just now, and the next moment he appeared in front of Taoist Chongxu. His palm passed through the layers of sword light and directly inserted into the middle of the sword circle. He was not worried that his arm would be cut off by the sharp sword. He hit the Great Nine Heavens Hand fiercely on the chest of Taoist Chongxu.

Chongxu Taoist's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Dongfang Bubai to be so bold that he actually saw through the flaws of his swordsmanship. He didn't have time to think about it. He mobilized the true energy of his whole body and used his left hand to meet the Great Nine Heavens Hand with a Wudang Mian Palm.

The Taoists use water to "interpret the Tao and discuss virtues". They believe that water does not fight when it is low, it is round and gentle, and it is quiet. However, water can also store energy and momentum, penetrate rocks and split mountains, penetrate every hole, and destroy everything.

The Wudang Mian Palm, which is extended from the philosophical thought of "the highest good is like water" by the Wudang School, can be said to be subtle and exquisite. Mian means soft. The softest is hard. The Wudang Mian Palm must be hard and soft, and the yin and yang follow each other. It is neither stiff nor stagnant. It seems soft and boneless, but it is actually soft. It is said that hardness is easy to break, and softness is always victorious, which reflects the true meaning of Taoism to overcome hardness with softness.

The Mian Palm of Taoist Chongxu has long understood the true meaning. Facing the extremely domineering Great Nine Heavens Hand of Dongfang Bubai, his left hand keeps turning into a circle. Invisible air circles were spit out from the palms, trying to dissipate the domineering power of the Great Nine Heavens Hand.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Taoist Chongxu kept retreating, leaving a series of clearly visible footprints on the hard ground. His face flushed, his beard and hair shook, and his left hand trembled. A hot and domineering breath went straight to the Dantian in his body. He hurriedly mobilized the pure Yang Wuji Gong true qi to intercept it along the way. It took a lot of effort to eliminate it outside the Dantian. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, with a face full of fear.

Dongfang Bubai fought with two innate masters of the same level in succession. A breath of turbid air slowly spit out of his mouth, like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into Zuo Lengchan's right eye, causing his hand to pause for a while. She seized the opportunity, and an embroidery needle appeared in her right hand again, with the sunflower facing the sun, and fiercely stabbed on the long sword, the true qi was agitated, and it hit hard.

"Kacha!"

A crisp sound echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone stared at the scene in a daze. Dongfang Bubai actually broke Zuo Lengchan's sword with an embroidery needle as thin as an ox hair. This really shocked everyone.

Zuo Lengchan was also shocked, but he was a martial arts master after all. His reaction speed was extremely fast. He directly loosened the hilt and slammed Dongfang Bubai's face with a big Songshan hand. The palm method showed the solemn and mighty Songshan, the majestic momentum, and the unparalleled strength.

Dongfang Bubai chuckled lightly, the sound was crisp and high-pitched, like the clear cry of a phoenix. An embroidery needle pierced into Zuo Lengchan's palm fiercely, leaving a small hole. The domineering sunflower true qi went straight into the arm, destroying Zuo Lengchan's meridians.

Zuo Lengchan cried out again, his face was hideous and his features were twisted, like an evil demon from hell. A venomous look burst out from his right eye, staring at Dongfang Bubai, wishing to tear him into pieces.

Dongfang Bubai saw this, and a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He flipped his palm and an embroidery needle appeared again. He flicked his finger and shot it straight at Zuo Lengchan's only eye, wanting to make him completely blind.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fangzheng chanted the Buddha's name, his voice was like a lion's roar, shocking people's hearts. This was a unique Buddhist skill, the lion's roar. He flashed and appeared in front of Zuo Lengchan. He raised his right hand and gently pinched the silver needle with three fingers.

Master Fangzheng smiled on his solemn face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, full of Zen. This was the flower-picking finger, one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

The Flower-picking Finger originated from the Buddhist story of Buddha picking up a flower and Kasyapa smiling. The Flower-picking Finger belongs to the feminine strength, and is a kind of kung fu that specializes in finger-picking strength. When practicing, both the feminine and masculine strength are cultivated internally and externally. After the skill is achieved, three fingers can pick up objects, and no matter how solid the stone is, it can be broken by the fingers, hurting people invisibly, which is a rare self-defense skill.

"The Yijin Sutra is indeed extraordinary, and the Lion's Roar is also extraordinary. The Flower-picking Finger is even more exquisite and feminine. Fang Zheng proves that your strength can be ranked first among the three masters of the righteous way!"

Dongfang Bubai retreated and stood still, with a straight back, like the Buzhou Tianzhu, majestic and majestic. A stream of light flashed in her phoenix eyes, and she was gentle and moving, and she praised Master Fangzheng.

Master Fangzheng was able to help in time because of the mystery of the Yijin Sutra, which was good at dissolving the alien true qi, allowing him to dissolve the sunflower true qi in his body in time, so that he could perform the Flower-picking Finger to save Zuo Lengchan.

Although Dongfang Bubai's cultivation was better than the three masters, he was not overwhelming. Seeing Fangzheng and the other two forming the Three Talents Formation, he frowned slightly, waved his hand, and ordered.

"Everyone, take action. We must avenge Ren Jiaozhu today and make the Five Mountains Sword Sect pay a heavy price!"

Dongfang Bubai did not forget to throw the dirty water of Ren Woxing's madness on the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He led the way and rushed to Fangzheng's three masters again like a ghost. Countless afterimages kept attacking, and the roar of bangs kept echoing.

Dongfang Bubai alone took on the three masters of the righteous way. The elders and hall masters of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect also found their opponents. For a while, the whole Songshan was caught in a tragic fight. From time to time, people fell to the ground and died, and the blood dyed the Fengchan platform red.

There were not many masters from Shaolin Temple. One of them, an inconspicuous figure, approached Xiang Wentian. He was a young monk with his head down. No one noticed his handsome appearance. He was the disciple of Master Fangzheng, Monk Zhenjue, and also the younger brother of Dongfang Bubai, Yang Lianting.

Ji Boyi's eyes flashed with a strange light. Facing Xiang Wentian, a diehard fan of Ren Woxing, he showed no mercy and struck out with a palm. The wisdom of Prajna made Xiang Wentian, who had just looked down on him, change his face drastically and raised his hand to block.

Xiang Wentian is the left envoy of the Sun Moon Sect. His martial arts, intelligence, mentality and methods are all first-class. His strength is second only to the innate masters. Even Dongfang Bubai admits that he is a talent.

Xiang Wentian just took Ji Boyi's Prajna Palm, and his face showed horror. An irresistible force surged, like a river bursting its banks, mighty and turbulent. He hurriedly performed the small method of absorbing power into the ground, transplanting flowers and trees, unloading and guiding force, trying to guide Ji Boyi's palm power into the ground so that it could not cause harm.

"It's a bluff, not surprising!"

Ji Boyi is a martial arts master. He saw through the details of the small method of absorbing power into the ground at a glance. A sneer flashed in his eyes. The palm power condensed and did not disperse. It directly attacked Xiang Wentian's heart and killed the king of the Sun Moon Sect on the spot.