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Chapter 330 Taoism!

"puff!"

Chen Muyu almost choked on his own saliva, Peng Peng ran out for a long time, so he was looking for someone to avenge him.

"Is it Xiao Pengpeng that you hit?"

Chen Guanshan put one hand on his waist, and pointed at Tang Wuliang with the other. Although he was a child, Peng Peng was his grandson, and he was his playmate when he was young. He was bullied, even a child would know Find a place.

Huang Qizheng frowned slightly, and Tang Wuliang whispered next to him, "That idiot brother-in-law of Peng Guanghan..."

"You fart!"

Peng Peng exploded all of a sudden, pointing at Tang Wuliang without giving any face, "You are the fool, your whole family are fools!"

There is an essential difference between the so-called fool and low intelligence. Calling someone a fool is an insult, not to mention Peng Peng. The other disciples at the scene were also filled with righteous indignation when they heard it. It was only because the other party was a senior that Peng Jianyun and others endured it. At this time, I just want to calm down.

Besides, Tang Wuliang, being scolded by a junior like Peng Peng, pointed at his nose, and immediately became angry. When did the juniors in the martial arts world become so arrogant.

"Boy, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson for Peng Guanghan, you don't know what it means to respect a teacher!"

Tang Wuliang snorted coldly, stepped forward in two steps, clawed with one hand, and rushed towards Peng Peng directly.

Looking at that posture, he wanted to capture Peng Peng. As for Chen Guanshan next to him, he didn't pay attention at all.

How could Peng Peng have Yuanshen Realm? Although he couldn't be Tang Wuliang's opponent, it was still possible to hide for a while. When he saw Tang Wuliang rushing towards him, he hid directly behind Chen Guanshan.

"Humph!"

Tang Wuliang let out a cold snort, and stretched out his hand to push Chen Guanshan away.

However, in the next second, he realized something was wrong. His hand seemed to be shaking a mountain, but the other party didn't move at all.

"what?"

Tang Wuliang sighed lightly, looked up, and saw Chen Guanshan staring at him with his mouth puckered.

"Uncle, he called you a fool, hit him!" Peng Peng urged from behind.

Immediately, Tang Wuliang felt a hand clasping his wrist with his backhand, feeling something bad, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but a slap had already been slapped.

"Snapped!"

With a loud slap, everyone was stunned.

Tang Wuliang turned around in the air and landed more than ten meters away. He was a little dazed by the blow, and the red palm print on his face gave him great humiliation.

It's unbelievable, how many years, how many years he hasn't been slapped, and today he can experience this feeling again.

"Bastard!"

Tang Wuliang was so angry that he flew straight up and used a set of exquisite kicks. The person was in the air, and his legs kicked out quickly, and the shadows of his legs shot towards Chen Guanshan like machine guns.

Chen Guanshan quickly pulled Peng Peng back to hide.

Boom, boom...

The shadow of that leg hit the ground, bricks and stones splashed, and gravel and dust were everywhere.

Needless to say, Tang Wuliang's set of kicks is indeed extremely powerful.

This leg technique is called like a shadow, and the leg wind is as if a tracking missile is installed. A good yard and a good checkered floor tile are directly turned upside down.

This Void Refining Realm powerhouse has launched a fire, and it is really unstoppable.

Chen Guanshan, on the other hand, saw that Chen Muyu was a little speechless, facing the opponent's attack, he only knew how to hide, and he didn't know how to fight back at all.

In vain, he has cultivated in the Golden Core Realm.

"Uncle, fuck him!" Peng Peng was dragged around, nearly throwing up, and almost hitting the wall.

With Chen Guanshan's strength, dodging Tang Wuliang's attack was like playing games.

Or maybe, this old man is really playing, hiding from left to right, you just can't kick me, it's really fun.

Hearing Peng Peng's words, Chen Guanshan seemed to have come to his senses, grabbed a piece of broken brick that had splashed over, and threw it into the air.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, mixed with a muffled grunt, Tang Wuliang's attack came to an abrupt end, and he fell from the air.

"puff!"

He was hit by broken bricks in the chest, and the injury may not be serious. Tang Wuliang was in the same place, his face was flushed, he endured it for a while, but he couldn't hold it back, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Huang, protect the law for me!"

Feeling dizzy, he fell to the ground and meditated on the spot to heal his injuries.

"what?"

Huang Qizheng was shocked, his eyes fell on Chen Guanshan, this idiot actually has such abilities?
"Uncle, there is another one!" Peng Peng pointed at Huang Qizheng and shouted.

Huang Qizheng was shocked.

"Exit!"

After pinching an unknown tactic, the mahogany sword behind his back suddenly flew out with a whoosh.

"Great Sword Technique!"

Following Huang Qizheng's sword finger, the mahogany sword flew into the air, and suddenly transformed into a huge phantom giant sword.

Swish!
The giant sword slashed directly at Chen Guanshan.

Taoism?

Including Chen Muyu, everyone's eyes lit up, and their faces were startled.

It was the first time Chen Muyu saw someone using Taoism in real life, this old man from the Great Immortal Sect of Xiangjiang was really a bit awkward.

Before this, Chen Muyu even thought that the mahogany sword on his back was just a decoration, after all, how powerful a wooden sword can be.

But in fact, in the hands of a cultivator, the power that this thing can exert is absolutely no less than that of a magic weapon in the hands of a martial cultivator.

"boom!"

The entire gatehouse was sliced ​​open by the giant sword that was 30 meters long. Smoke and dust rose from the scene, and all the disciples quickly dodged for fear of being accidentally injured.

"Ok?"

At this time, Huang Qizheng's face was uncertain, and he could feel that this sword seemed to be unable to cut.

The dust dispersed, and I saw Chen Guanshan standing there without moving, with his hands up, clasped together on top of his head, clamping the blade of the sword, as if in a gesture of bowing.

He actually held the huge sword alive.

The giant sword is just the condensed energy of Taoism, but it is still heavier. It is so fierce that he can catch it. He is even stronger.

Peng Peng was right behind Chen Guanshan, looking up at the phantom of the huge sword above his head, he could barely lift his legs.

The strong wind brought by the giant sword had combed his hair into a middle part.

"Hey!"

Chen Guanshan's face was blushing, and when he exerted a lot of force, the phantom of the huge sword seemed to be unable to bear the force, and it collapsed.

Huang Qizheng's face changed slightly, and he quickly recalled the mahogany sword that had returned to its original shape. His Taoism was broken, and his mind was already traumatized.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the mahogany sword.

A yellow talisman was pasted on the sword body, Huang Qizheng didn't know what curse was chanting in his mouth, and sacrificed the mahogany sword again.

The mahogany sword shined brilliantly, transforming into dozens of bodies in an instant, killing Chen Guanshan overwhelmingly.

The power of this technique may not be small.

But in the face of the strong Jindan realm, it is somewhat gimmicky.

After all, the consciousness of a strong person in the Golden Core Realm can completely lock on to your true self, the Taomujian. If you want to break your trick, don't be too simple!
(End of this chapter)