Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 382 The Mysterious Mr. Teacher

"Old cow?"

Familiar with the breath, Chen Yuan in the crowd immediately sensed the existence of the other party, and it was difficult to ignore the huge demonic aura. Unexpectedly, 20 years later, they would actually meet in front of the Zhenjun Temple like this.

The fat Taoist also had a slightly stunned expression, and then he shook his lips slightly, and murmured regretfully: "I knew I would have made up my mind to cut a piece and try it... now I have no chance."

The other cultivators were already weak after their mana was drawn, and when the magic circle shook, they fell back to their seats one by one.

The crowd was dead silent, and no one dared to speak, for fear of attracting the attention of the bull demon at this time.

It is best to turn the world upside down with the suzerain of Juling Mansion, and lose both sides!

"Let them fight first."

"This magic circle has been charged by the monster energy, and it can't last long." "Everyone, just don't keep it anymore, how about breaking through this magic circle?"

In the whispers, everyone approached each other and quietly used mana.

……

The invisible evil spirit is carrying the dark wind, and it is growing among the flower gardens in the valley. The huge bull demon is leaning on a steel fork, with a pair of fist-sized eyes glowing dark green, squinting his eyes, and kicking his hooves on the ground. , the terrifying figure rushed towards the masked man at the entrance.

"I'm going to pull out your skin and make it into a waist drum!"

He didn't even say stupid things like "Who are you?" The cow demon who came here felt jealous.

Mud and stone splashed and red light fell.

The two sides slammed into each other, the figure of the masked man jumped out of the range of the steel fork, raised his hand and hit a spell, and hit the bull demon's shoulder with a bang, the trembling short hair as thick as a steel needle was broken, and the huge body After a pause, the swinging steel fork drew an obvious division mark, and the turning track, the cow demon grabbed the foot of the human being who cast the spell with his other hand, and threw it towards a big tree not far away.

The latter stepped on the trunk of the tree, kicked out footprints, and the tree trunk as thick as an adult broke with a bang. The masked man turned back and went straight to the waist of the bull demon. The bull demon held the steel fork instead, and poked it down , the rushing figure dodged in the air like a dragon swimming, the steel fork rubbed against his waist and thrust into the ground with a bang, the ground cracked, the earth and rocks flew, and the flying mud, turf, and gravel hit the ground one after another Juling Mansion disciples, trees, and magic circles.

But at this time, the masked man was grabbing the bull demon's palms very quickly, leaving dozens of white marks, which could not even break through the fur. The technique is bombarded indiscriminately.

A punch, a kick, a hand and a fork, they all continued to rise in the fierce fight, and the air waves that spread around were tumbling, and the green grass was lifted to expose the mud bed.

"Death!"

Just now, it poked the hole again and stuck it on the ground. The cow demon was furious, and lifted up with one arm. The steel fork turned over the soil, creating a wave of air, and flew towards the mask that fell over there with countless mud and fine stones. People, the latter pulled the gray robe in front of him and stirred it quickly. In the blink of an eye, the mud and fine stones that flew over were all stirred up by the gray robe into mud and dust, filled the air, or scattered around.

The dust fit the masked man, his figure flashed in the smoke and dust, and he reappeared behind the bull demon. His huge body seemed to be slow, but without moving, it was a distance that ordinary people could not reach. The moment the masked man appeared, The cow demon swung the steel fork sideways, and the former clenched his fists with mana to block the steel fork head-on.

Grasping the fork pole with the backhand, raised one leg, pressed the steel fork with the sole of the foot to step on the ground, and flew towards the bull demon's chest with his strength.

"Law of Supreme Harmony, Juling!"

The moment the bully got close, the inscription magic light appeared in the masked man's palm, and he pressed hard on the bull demon's chest, with a loud bang.

Most of the cultivators are familiar with Juling Mansion's spells, and most of them are cast close to them, which is fast and powerful. After this spell, everyone's hearts sink, and the bull demon will undoubtedly die.

Chen Yuan frowned, quietly raised her sleeves, and pointed at the sleeves. The faltering magic circle only heard the crisp sound of "click", and turned into countless fragments, and the formation on the mountain wall also lost its power at this time. The light crumbles and disperses.

"The magic circle is scattered!"

"Everyone, how much mana is left, don't keep it, and attack him from behind while he is entangled with the bull demon!"

There are still four or five cultivators who can still stand up. Qin Xu’s family will not be able to make it. The five comrades went straight to the back of the suzerain of the Juling Mansion, and the golden swords, silver spears and iron hooks guarding the formation over there also came up to block them one by one. Suddenly, a group of people mingled together, and the forest was full of magic bursts of light.

The masked man turned his face slightly, and noticed that the magic circle disappeared, and someone was killing him. The moment he was cloned, the bull demon who leaned back two steps tightened his loosened palm, grabbed the end of the steel fork, dragged it and swung it across .

The steel fork of more than two feet, weighing nearly a thousand catties, swung it away suddenly, and swept it fiercely on the masked man. The latter flew away from the place like a cannonball, hitting a big tree, and the hard skin like fish scales broke off and fell down. He smashed down the second big tree with all his strength, rubbed the bark, smashed a big blue rock behind, and covered half of his body under a pile of rocks.

Pure power is no longer something ordinary cultivators can achieve.

In the crowd, Chen Yuan looked at Lao Niu and nodded approvingly.

Without his guidance, teaching spells, relying only on his own cultivation, and in terms of strength alone, he would not dare to take it easily. To achieve such a level, it can be said that he is extremely talented.

"Old Sun, take care of the apprentice, I'm going over."

The magic circle of Zhenjunguan has been opened, it is time to go back and get back what belongs to him, Chen Yuan said softly, then smiled at Feihe who was "vomiting blood" and injured, and walked out of the crowd.

……

bah~
Boom~~
A few sounds of spell explosions, trembling rocks, and trees shook violently. A warrior with his clothes opened was stabbed back by a sword in the air while holding a broken tree trunk. The man opposite him with a golden magic sword slowly descended and shook. Shake your head.

"But err."

The other ascetic who cooperated with the wrestler was also scared by the opponent's sword and took a step back. The two looked at each other in horror. appalling.

"Such a talented person, to do such a thing with Juling Mansion... In the future, you will be cultivating the Tao, and the demonic obstacles will block your way like thorns, making it difficult for you to move forward!"

Some of the ascetics who couldn't go up to help due to lack of mana yelled like this, and on the other side, a disciple of the Juling Mansion named Iron Hook suddenly fell from a high cliff, with two sword wounds on his body, mottled with bursts of frost.

The one fighting with him was Han Youniang from the Canglan Sword Sect. Among the four people who went up, she lured one of them to a distance from the beginning, so as not to fall into a situation of being besieged. Already at a disadvantage, the Juling disciple holding a golden sword suppressed two people and beat them, while the person holding a silver gun forced a monk back again and again.

"That's all for these casual cultivators."

Han Youniang snorted coldly, but her eyes finally fell on the entrance of the Zhenjun Temple. She knew this cow monster, and it also participated in the slaughter of the Canglan Sword Gate.

"Then kill them together."

She was thinking, the moment the sword edge was slanted, and the moment she walked over, a figure walked over one step ahead of her in the corner of her vision. She had seen him before, but he was an ordinary ascetic, and he didn't even take a second look. .

"What is he going to do?"

Bah!
The disciple of the Juling Mansion with the silver gun over there picked up the monk, turned around, and looked at the golden sword: "Isn't it resolved yet? I'll help the suzerain first!"

"Take care of yourself, the suzerain will not be defeated by this bull demon..."

Before Jin Jian could finish his words, the silver spear heading towards the entrance suddenly said, "Get out, you can't come in here!"

The sound of violent drinking attracted everyone's attention, and Jin Jian subconsciously tilted his head when he heard the sound. However, the next moment, the silver gun that had just passed by in his eyes approached a middle-aged man dressed as a teacher, and his whole body felt like being shocked by an electric shock. , twitching on the spot, the other party didn't look at it, and gently raised his hand and opened it.

moment.

The silver gun flew out and smashed into the forest, one after another the big trees were smashed to pieces.

Qin Xu's family, Han Youniang, Jin Jian, and the rest of the cultivators stared dumbfounded at this ordinary teacher.

"Lei Fa...he just used Lei Fa!"

Someone yelled out.

As the words spread, the back of that party fell into the eyes of all present, and became even more mysterious.

(End of this chapter)