Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 39

In anger, Lu Cheng kicked open the door of the Taoist temple. The huge movement made Wen Lianggong in the backyard couldn't help but tremble, and he stood up with an angry look on his face.

"Niubi Taoist priest, come out to the labor and management!! Otherwise the labor and management will set your Taoist temple on fire!!"

Lu Cheng roared and strode into the main hall. Seeing the portrait of the Zhenwu Demon-Suppressing Emperor that was exactly the same as the one in his hand hanging on the main hall, his nose almost became crooked.

Just as he was about to step forward, Wen Lianggong flew from his side like an arrow from a bowstring. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to prevent him.

The bearded man was caught off guard and could only raise his hands to block in a hurry, but was kicked out of the main hall. He took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Seeing the carp standing up, Lu Cheng looked as if nothing had happened. Wen Lianggong looked unkind: "Why are you yelling and shouting? I don't know, Master Tao, I was trying to figure out the Tao just now, and I was almost enlightened. It delayed my cultivation of immortality." , can you afford to pay for it? It’s not an exaggeration to say that you have cramps and peeling off your skin.”

Then he looked at the Taoist temple door that had been kicked open, and he immediately became furious.

"Do you know how much effort I put into applying for repair funds for this door? It was only renovated not long ago?! I personally carried the paint back!"

Lu Cheng's face was gloomy. Wen Lianggong's kick just now was so powerful that his arms were still numb so far that he didn't dare to be careless.

"Where did you hide Zhou Dian's authentic work? Hand it over and pay for it."

Wen Lianggong frowned: "I just asked you if you wanted this painting on the wall, but you interrupted me before I could finish my words. Now I'm regretting it. It's too late."

Hearing this, the bearded man's eyes suddenly turned fierce. He stared at Wen Lianggong for a while and then said, "I asked you why there has been no news from Zhang Jie for so long. It seems that you got him."

"Who is Zhang Jie?"

Wen Lianggong pretended to be confused on his face, then with a scowl on his face, he stepped out of the threshold and his voice quickly turned cold.

"Although my Evergreen View is not very popular, it is not a soft persimmon for you to manipulate."

The bearded man who had already torn his face snorted coldly, staring at Wen Lianggong with a pair of fierce eyes.

"Hand over the authentic portrait of Emperor Zhenwu and Demon-Conquering Emperor, or I will burn your Evergreen Temple."

Wen Lianggong, who had just recovered from the psychological shadow of burning, his face darkened when he heard this. The word "burning" sounded extremely harsh now, so he took off his shirt, revealing his burly body.

"Then let Master Tao plant you in the ground first and use it as fertilizer."

As soon as Wen Lianggong spoke, his body was like a big bow, and a buzzing sound burst out under the exertion of all his bones and muscles. He was instantly shot out like an arrow from the string, and he rushed to the bearded door in two steps.

Seeing that Wen Lianggong was coming quickly and fiercely, the bearded man exhaled loudly, his fists were like pushing a big millstone, and his stretched muscles stretched out his loose sleeves.

When the fist was pushed out, it made an astonishing sound.

Wen Lianggong twisted his hands, and his thick arms were as soft as water and accurately grasped the bearded wrist, stopping the opponent's fist forcefully.

The bearded man looked moved, and Wen Lianggong's hands were like iron hoops, preventing his fists from making even an inch of progress.

"Capture?! Such great strength!"

The power of the Taoist priest in front of him is absolutely astonishing. It can almost be called a natural giant. His huge power is not rough at all, but is concentrated and meticulous.

The change of hands just now almost gave him the impression of Li Kui who was supposed to be holding the ax that opened mountains and flowers. Unexpectedly, he could twist the embroidery needle with his thick fingers to embroider the phoenix and the phoenix at night.

Before he could change his move, Wen Lianggong's figure moved close to him, pushing and pushing with his hands. The opponent's arms couldn't help but be pushed away by the irresistible force, causing the door of the whisker to open wide, and then both hands His arms were about to wrap around the bearded waist.

The bearded man was horrified. This Taoist priest was not just a grappler. He was a man who was proficient in grappling and wrestling. He was strong and his strength was even better than him.

"Wait!" Seeing Wen Lianggong holding his waist with one hand and about to throw him down, Beard yelled.

However, Wen Lianggong turned a deaf ear. Seeing this, the bearded man felt furious. He opened and closed his feet, his center of gravity sank, and he raised his fingers to poke Wen Lianggong's eyes.

Wen Lianggong's expression remained unchanged, and his close-up short attack was the most dangerous, but whether it was a shabby fall or an improper swordsmanship, all side attacks were full of extreme power.

There is a set of rules for close combat.

In other words, when Buzhou's sword skills are in hand without a sword, he uses fists instead of swords, and his strikes are as powerful as falling from a mountain. It is amazing and not weak at all.

He tilted his head back and ducked behind Beard's fingers at the last moment. At the same time, he used force on his waist and abdomen to lift Beard's iron tower-like body.

Beard felt an irresistible force that lifted him off the ground, followed by a muffled sound. Suddenly, his internal organs seemed to be smashed into a ball, and his consciousness was blurred.

Wen Lianggong slowly retracted his hand and looked at the bearded man who was thrown out by him. He saw that the man couldn't get up after flopping for a long time.

He directly carried the other person with one hand, all the way to the strange peak behind the Taoist temple, and then threw it aside casually.

Bearded Hu Lucheng endured the severe pain in his body and got up. When he saw Wen Lianggong walking over slowly, he roared, took a strong breath, and took the lead in attacking.

The bearded man took long strides, his figure was swift, and he arrived suddenly. With his elbows and shoulders as the core, he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and swung his fist in mid-air like a millstone, and struck Wen Lianggong's head with great force.

Wen Lianggong walked sideways, avoiding by a hair's breadth, walking with his feet, and his fists were like heavy cannons, walking with him. With a beard, he looked at Wen Lianggong who did not take the lead in grappling, but opened up his fists to attack.

He felt a little happy that Wen Lianggong was using his weaknesses to confront him head-on instead of using his strengths to catch and throw him.

But soon he stopped laughing.

Wen Lianggong's fists were extremely heavy. They could stab or chop, and they could sweep as he wished. It was as if he was carrying a heavy sword and charging through thousands of armies.

Every time he resisted the opponent's punch, the force he suffered was overwhelming, and his arms ached, as if the bones were cracked.

The bearded face turned red, and he clenched his back teeth, grinding and spinning his hands. A strange force arose, and Wen Lianggong's fist took away most of its strength the moment it touched him.

"what?"

Wen Lianggong had a surprised look on his face, then he stepped forward with a bow, his body drawn like a big bow.

Open the mountain!

The first move of Buzhou's sword technique was struck down from top to bottom by him using his fist instead of his sword.

As fast as thunder, powerful enough to penetrate gold and stone!

Fast, fast and heavy!

In a moment of trance, one could vaguely see the beard carrying an aura that vowed to make the mountain collapse.

He howled and raised his arms, like a king raising a cauldron, trying to catch Wen Lianggong's falling fist.

Click!

The tooth-aching sound of cracking bones echoed throughout the courtyard.

Bang!

Unable to withstand the force, Lu Xiu knelt on his knees and cracked the two bluestone bricks under his knees.

"Surrender!!"

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