Inward scrolling golden light spell, subdue demons from the heavens!

Chapter 176
With a thought in his mind, the projection dissipated and his consciousness returned.

Opening the eyes, two rays of divine light shot out of the eyes, which disappeared in an instant, but the brilliance was also brilliant!
"Daddy, you're awake."

Qingcheng approached and said in surprise.

"Ah."

Zhang Chujiu nodded, turned his gaze, but saw that the hall was empty, only Qian Mufeng and Qingcheng were there.

Can't help but ask: "Where are the others?"

Qian Mufeng said: "It's very late, and everyone else has left."

Hearing this, Zhang Chujiu was a little moved, and immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you fellow Taoist for protecting me!"

"You're welcome between us."

Qian Mufeng waved his hand and said with a smile.

Then, he got up and walked out: "Since you are awake, I should go too."

"So fast??"

Zhang Chujiu called Shang Qingcheng to follow.

Qian Mufeng said: "Well, there is no one at night, so it is more convenient to go out."

Zhang Chujiu said, "I'll see you off."

He didn't try to keep him, the friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water, it's useless to talk too much, you just need to keep the favor in your heart, and have the opportunity to repay it.

What, said he was about to leave, how to repay.

Isn't there still Qingcheng, father's debt and daughter's repayment, isn't this justified!

While speaking, the three of them left the Hall of No Names.

It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes.

It was night here.

In the sky, the red light is transformed into the shadow of the moon.

There is also a faint moonlight falling...

It's amazing!

Qian Mufeng popped out a copper coin and continued to walk outside without stopping.

Not long after, Wang Jianguo hurried over.

The four of them joined together, walked across the boulevard, and came to the broken city wall.

Qian Mufeng watched from afar: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, please open the door."

"Squeak..."

The runes flashed and the city gate opened.

The yellow sand is rolling in front of my eyes, but half a grain cannot fall over!

"Just send it here, and go to the thatched cottage as a guest when you have time!"

Qian Mufeng said.

Zhang Chujiu clasped his fists together: "Bon voyage!"

I said silently in my heart, goodbye by fate!
Wang Jianguo Jishou: "Senior, Fellow Daoist Qingcheng, we will meet again in the capital!"

Qingcheng has adapted to his status, and bid them farewell sweetly: "Bai Shishu, Senior Brother, give my regards to Grandpa Qin, Sister Ruoshui, and Uncle Tie Zhu..."

Just as Qian Mufeng and Wang Jianguo were about to leave, a flash of sword light flew over.

There are a few figures dotted in the year after, the brilliance fluctuates, and the speed is also very fast.

"Lao Yan, don't be impulsive!"

Niwako's eager voice sounded.

At the same time, the sword light fell to the ground and manifested his real body. Yan Wudao held the broad sword, pointed at Zhang Chujiu obliquely, and shouted drunkenly: "Zhang Chujiu, fight with me!"

Zhang Chujiu frowned: "You are sick!"

He didn't understand why this guy was so hostile to him, or did he say that he was easy to bully, and wanted to pick on soft persimmons when he was drunk?
"Come on, I'll wait for you outside!"

Yan Wudao seemed to have his ears plugged with donkey's hair, he said to himself, he walked through the city gate, stood in the rolling yellow sand, stared at Zhang Chujiu, full of fighting spirit!

Dan Yuzi rushed over: "He's drunk, fellow Daoist Zhang, don't mind."

Behind them are Zhang Zhiren's grandson, Shen Jinghu and his son, Master Bukong and Jiumiao Shennu and his disciples.

Master Bukong said: "He is in a bad mood..."

Qingcheng was dissatisfied, and began to protect his father: "He is in a bad mood and cares about my father's affairs!"

Zhang Chujiu immediately echoed: "My niece is right! I got drunk and played crazy, what's the matter, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Wang Jianguo whispered: "Uncle Yan's apprentice is Mu Han..."

Zhang Chujiu was dissatisfied: "My daughter is still an innate Taoist body, am I proud, what kind of onion is Mu Han!"

His voice was a bit loud, and in the yellow sand, Yan Wudao immediately changed his face, his brows were furious, and the anger was as real as it was, forming countless fine fragments of sword energy, piercing a vacuum, and making a sound!

Roaring again and again: "Zhang Chujiu, if you are a man, fight me!"

Qingcheng pulled Zhang Chujiu's sleeve, and reminded in a low voice: "Daddy, Mu Han is that pretty sister..."

"Which one?"

Zhang Chujiu was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the episode where he couldn't even catch a single move, and couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong, Jianlu can't afford to lose? If you beat the small one to the big one, you really treat me well." Bullying?"

Dan Yuzi smiled wryly and said: "Xiao Muhan returned to the sword hut, has been depressed and practiced sword fiercely, Lao Yan's heart aches!"

Zhang Chujiu was dissatisfied: "He loves his apprentice and cares about me!"

Yan swayed impassively and shouted angrily: "Zhang Chujiu, you are a coward, you can only bully the small with the big..."

Zhang Chujiu immediately scolded back: "Fuck your mother, I'm only forty, the right age!"

Yan Wudao smoked, really smoked: "Ah, Zhang Chujiu, you are too deceitful, I will go to heaven and earth, I will hack you to death!"

A cold light flashed in Zhang Chujiu's eyes: "Dare to threaten me, your mother, you must make me angry!!"

He patted Qingcheng's arm, and said, "Girl, stand back and watch how Daddy teaches this drunken lunatic to die!"

Every girl has a kind of self-confidence in her father, and Qingcheng is no exception. She immediately cheered for him excitedly: "Come on, Daddy!"

Zhang Chujiu walked into Huangsha with confident steps.

Yan Wudao sneered: "You finally came out, I thought you were going to be a shrinking turtle..."

"If you want to fight, you can fight, where is there so much nonsense!"

Zhang Chujiu swung his fist and hit, the golden light pierced through his body, and the electric light lingered, as if the god of thunder came into the world, the blazing light distorted the void!
With one punch, a thunder dragon roared out, broke through the yellow sand, and rushed towards Yan Wudao!

Yan Wudao's complexion turned serious, and he directly faced the tough man, he swung his sword and slashed, the broad sword was in the air, and the sword glow shot up, extending several feet, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it was as cold as frost!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, the torrent of energy poured out, the yellow sand surged, and the air waves surged into the sky, as if the end was coming...

"Bang... bang... bang..."

"Stab, stab..."

In the rolling yellow sand,
Thunder is thundering, and flying frost is falling!
Zhang Chujiu's body is like a dragon, his movement is like a rabbit, and at the point of the fist wind, there must be a thunderbolt, blue, yellow, red, black and white, five colors intertwined, so terrifying!
He once got a copy of Sazu's Theory of Thunder, and later he got some inheritance from the Shenxiao Sect in the Baize Pavilion. After so many years of comprehension, he finally managed to cultivate the Five Elements Thunder Method!

It can be said that this is his strongest fighting technique now!
Faced with such a fierce attack, Yan Wudao responded calmly, the broad sword was in his hand, driven like an arm, the sword energy was like a rainbow, stretching across the nine heavens, like a glacier flowing down the river, trying to freeze everything!
The two fought fast, you punched, I hit the sword, hit from the ground to the sky, and then fell from the sky to the sky.

The battle is fierce and very anxious!

Inside the city gate, Qingcheng held her little hand, with a nervous expression on her face, the wind and sand were too strong, and their movements were too fast, she couldn't see clearly.

At some point, Nangong Wushuang came behind her and held her shoulder.

Qingcheng turned around: "Master?"

Nangong Wushuang said: "Look at it!"

The words fell, but the clear light was long, like a painting.

(End of this chapter)