Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

“Daddy, Mom.”

“Uncle, aunt.”

Murong Jiu and Zhang Jing shouted and ran over.

“Uncle, you’re injured.”

Seeing the corner of Murong Zhengde’s bleeding mouth, Zhang Jing quickly took out a blood bodhi from his pocket and handed it to him, saying:

“Uncle, this is Blood Bodhi, you quickly take it.”

Blood Bodhi?

Murong Zhengde looked at the blood bodhi that Zhang Jing had shoved into his hand, and felt a little confused in his brain.

Doesn’t it mean that the blood bodhi is a rare treasure, how does it feel so worthless in Zhang Jing’s hands?

Murong Zhengde was about to ask why the two came.

Yun Feiyang fell from the sky and landed next to the Xuan Zhong ruler.

“Invite the senior of the moon, can you give the younger generation a face and let Murong Shan Villa go.”

Yun Feiyang does not have much experience in rivers and lakes, and does not know how to deal with this situation.

But he always remembered Xiao Lao’s teachings in his heart.

When you want to stop someone from doing something, ask him if he can give face.

What can be given is friends, and things are negotiable.

If you don’t give it, it’s all enemies, and there’s no burden to start.

This is the rule that Qin Chuan formulated for Yun Feiyang’s weak character.

Mainly worried that Yun Feiyang’s temperament was too soft by Qingsong, and he could endure when things happened, and it was estimated that when it came to the Blood Moon Covenant, he could not make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes.

As a result, the decisive battle once in 580 years did not attract a weighty audience, and Qin Chuan’s painstaking efforts were blinded.

Qin Chuan spent so much effort, but it was not for self-hiding.

Solo happiness is not as good as everyone’s happiness.

Zhaoyue smiled angrily, how many years no one dared to be so presumptuous in front of her.

also asked her if she gave face, and how many people in the rivers and lakes she invited the moon to give face could take it.

“Boy, this palace will see if your face is as hard as your weapon.”

“Defeat the main palace and give you this face.”

Yun Feiyang smiled bitterly, obviously he did it according to Xiao Lao’s instructions, how could he seem to have offended people again, and he still had to fight in the end.

Pulling up the Xuan Zhong Ruler from the ground, Yun Feiyang rushed straight towards Yueyue.

Looking at Yun Feiyang’s figure getting closer and closer, Yueyue’s face was still as cold as frost, seemingly indifferent.

But in fact, as early as when Yun Feiyang blocked her palm and saved Murong Zhengde’s family, it had already attracted the attention of Yueyue.

Before figuring out the details of Yun Feiyang, Zhaoyue decided to stabilize the wave first and see Yun Feiyang’s condition.

As soon as he approached the invitation moon, Yun Feiyang subconsciously used the Wudang Liangyi sword technique that had been cultivated for more than ten years.

“Wudang Sword Technique?”

From Yun Feiyang’s starting style, Zhaoyue saw through his move, and suddenly frowned.

The Wudang Liangyi sword technique is one of the seven peerless swords of the Wudang Sect’s Chongzhen lineage, and it is also an extremely high sword technique in the world.

The sword technique is exquisite and far-reaching.

Under the blessing of Yunfei Yangtian Human Realm level skills, one move and one style are even more powerful and amazing.

If you deal with an ordinary grandmaster master, you will be invincible.

But it is still far from enough to deal with the invitation moon.

Yueyue’s body seemed to be shocked, frequently dodged, and did not fight back.

Yun Feiyang shot out more than ten swords in a row, but he didn’t even touch the corner of Yueyue’s clothes.

At this time, Yueyue was also shocked in her heart.

Yun Feiyang, who was performing the Wudang Liangyi sword technique, couldn’t see the might he have when he had just blocked her palm.

In the final analysis, Yun Feiyang is just an artificial Heaven and Human Realm transformed by Qin Chuan, and although he has the cultivation of the Heaven and Human Realm, he cannot exert the combat power that the Heaven and Human Realm should have.

The skill of the Heavenly Human Realm, coupled with Yun Feiyang’s Wudang Kung Fu cultivation for more than ten years, the strength he exerts is stronger than Murong Zhengde, who burst out with full strength.

Such strength is not enough to pose a threat to Invitation Moon.

After more than ten rounds, Zhaoyue had already figured out the details of Yun Feiyang, and felt that Yun Feiyang’s martial arts were indeed good, at least stronger than Murong Zhengde, but that’s all.

Just being able to block her palm, I am afraid that he has taken advantage of the weapon.

With a big decision in his heart, he decided not to keep his hand anymore.

I saw that Yueyue, who had been avoiding Yun Feiyang’s sword move, suddenly turned around and slapped a palm on the Xuan Zhong Ruler in Yun Feiyang’s hand.

Yun Feiyang felt that the Xuan Zhong Ruler was being pulled by a huge force and thrown uncontrollably to the side.

The sword momentum of the Liangyi sword technique was instantly broken, and Yun Feiyang suddenly opened the middle door, losing his defense.

Zhaoyue did not show mercy, and directly slapped a palm on Yun Feiyang’s chest, and the fierce palm power suddenly broke out.

Yun Feiyang, who was defenseless, ate this palm abruptly, and after the whole person was shaken by more than ten zhang, he smashed it fiercely on the ground, and his life and death were unknown.

The sudden change made Murong Zhengde and several people unable to react.

“Clouds flying.”

Zhang Jing exclaimed and hurriedly ran towards him.

The awe-inspiring Zhaoyue did not intend to let everyone in the Murong family go, and Zhang Jing’s actions just fell into the eyes of Zhaoyue.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhaoyue shot out a palm volley, and the tumbling palm force crushed Zhang Jing in a blink of an eye.

“Jingjing.”

The only one who reacted, Murong Zhengde, held the blood bodhi in his hand, regretting why he didn’t take it earlier, and now he was still seriously injured, and he was unable to save Zhang Jing.

Seeing that Zhang Jing was about to be torn apart by the palm power of Yueyue, a voice that pierced the clouds and cracked stones suddenly sounded.

“Flame Divides the Waves.”

A scorching sword radiance like splitting mountains and seas ploughed past Zhang Jing with an unstoppable and astonishing momentum.

Not only was Yueyue’s palm power instantly dispersed, but even a three-foot-deep sword mark was left on the ground.

At this time, Yun Feiyang had already stood up, except for some damage to his clothes, his body was not bad.

It seems that Zhaoyue’s palm on the chest did not cause him any injuries.

The Xuan Zhong Ruler held in his hand exuded a hot aura, and it was obvious that the sword radiance just now was made by Yun Feiyang.

Zhang Jing, who realized it later, also reacted, if it weren’t for Yun Feiyang stopping the palm power of Yueyue in time, I am afraid that he would have died.

The experience of brushing shoulders with death made her feel afraid.

However, Zhang Jing still forcibly endured the fear in her heart, came to Yun Feiyang, and asked with concern:

“Yun Feiyang, are you all right?”

Yun Feiyang nodded towards Zhang Jing and said:

“I’m okay, you guys stand farther away.”

“Next, I may not be able to take care of you.”

Although Zhang Jing’s eyes were still full of worry, he still nodded obediently, followed Murong Zhengde and they retreated to more than ten zhang away.

Yun Feiyang wanted to tell them that this distance was not enough, but saw that Murong Zhengde had already taken the blood bodhi.

He thought that Murong Zhengde, who was in his heyday, should be able to block the aftermath of his fight with Zhaoyue.

So Yun Feiyang discarded other distractions and dealt with the invitation moon in front of him wholeheartedly.

Crimson flames began to slowly emerge from Yun Feiyang’s body, and his momentum began to climb step by step.

“You’re not from the Wudang faction?”

“Who the hell are you?”

The Wudang Liangyi sword technique that Yun Feiyang had just used made Zhaoyue mistakenly think that he was a Wudang Gateman.

But the sword just now negated Yueyue’s speculation.

Especially when the momentum that Yun Feiyang burst out gradually overwhelmed her.

Yueyue’s heart suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Under the Xiao family of Wutan City, the clouds are flying.”