Fighter of the Destiny

Silence, silence, don't break out in silence, then you will be embarrassed in silence.

As a senior uncle, the Taoist nun in black gave orders but no one responded. The most embarrassing thing was this.

Tang Sanliu was able to resolve all embarrassing situations because he was thick-skinned.

She obviously didn't have such a thick skin, so she felt very embarrassed, and then she became very angry, her face turned slightly red, and her eyebrows stood up straight.

Ye Xiaolian knew that this was a sign of his uncle's anger, and was very worried. He stepped forward to try to persuade him, but it was already too late.

The Taoist nun in black snorted coldly, and her figure suddenly turned into a gray shadow, rushing down the mountain road, and slapped Tang Sanliu's chest with her right hand.

There was a whistling sound on the mountain road, and Tang Sanliu felt that a huge mountain was coming towards him. The pressure was extremely terrifying. Without thinking twice, he drew his sword and slashed down.

With a cry, the Wenshui Sword came out of its sheath, glowing with bright light, as if countless rays of golden light fell on the Wenshui River.

This black-clothed Taoist nun was far more powerful than him. With just a simple slap, her power was as powerful as a mountain falling. Even if he used the Three Wenshui Swords, could he block it?

Tang Thirty-Six knew that he couldn't stop her, so his sword was not directed at the black-clothed Taoist nun, but at the rear.

The sword moves he used were not Wan Yunshou, who had the strongest defense, nor Ikawa Kaede, who was killing like fire, but Sunset Kaede, who had the fastest movement skills.

Countless rays of golden light lit up the mountain path, all of which were the luster of the sword, and a layer of real water seemed to have emerged from the bamboo sea.

It was like the setting sun and the light suddenly disappeared. The setting sun on the water reached the distance to the east at an unimaginable speed. It would be difficult to find anything moving faster than this.

There was a figure in the setting sun, it was Tang Sanliu. He moved quickly and retreated more than ten feet away.

Just hearing a banging sound, a huge wave suddenly arose in the bamboo sea. The two rows of bamboos leaning on the mountain path were broken with a snap. A pit about several feet deep appeared on the mountain path, with gravel splashing randomly.

Tang Thirty-Six held the Wenshui Sword and stood a few feet away, looking at this scene with a slight change in his expression.

The black-clothed Taoist nun's realm strength is really terrifying, and what's even more terrifying is that her attack is so heavy.

If he read it correctly, this should be Nan Xizhai's secret skill Flowing Cloud Palm!

If he hadn't been quick to see the opportunity and used the Sunset Hanging without hesitation, he would have faced this palm head-on.

So will his sword break like bamboo?

He may have been lying at the bottom of the pit by this time, seriously injured, or perhaps even dead.

The palm of the black-clothed Taoist nun still hadn't been wiped out, and she struck at Tang Thirty-Six across the mountain road of more than ten feet.

There was an extremely rare cruelty in Tang Sanliu's eyes, and he prepared to step forward with the Wenshui Sword in hand.

More than ten dull banging sounds resounded on the mountain road.

Hu Sanji held a seemingly ordinary dagger in his hand, and he kept blocking in front of him in a strange posture.

Every time the sword is drawn, a white turbulence will appear on the sword surface.

Those remaining palm movements turned into more than ten wisps of breeze and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The Taoist nun in black stood on the mountain path, looking at this scene, frowning slightly, but did not take any further action.

She didn't expect that the other party could actually take the thunderous blow from her rage, and she was a little surprised by the other party's level.

In her opinion, the young master's swordsmanship and body skills were very good, but the real strength was that of the priest.

"You actually know Liuyun Sanda?" She looked at Hu Sanji and said.

Without waiting for Hu Sanji's answer, she turned around and looked at the bamboo forest.

Tang Sanliu avoided her palm gesture, and Hu Sanjiu used Liuyun Sanda, which has the same origin as Liuyun Palm, to dissolve the last palm gesture. However, at the previous moment, if she had used all her strength to attack, she could still have a chance to injure her. However, at the moment when the two people on the other side were about to activate the surging clouds to unleash their maximum power, they suddenly felt a warning sign, as if there was a wild beast in the bamboo forest staring at them.

The beast was terrifying, and even she felt in danger.

Ye Xiaolian walked up to her and wanted to explain something, but was worried that she would continue to take action.

"Uncle-Master, they are..."

The black-clothed Taoist nun is of a very senior level. She tried a move against two juniors but failed to succeed. She had no choice but to give up on her identity. It was inevitable that she would be a little depressed.

In addition, she sensed the danger in the bamboo forest, which made her feel extremely bad. She was unwilling to listen to Ye Xiaolian's explanation, snorted coldly, and rolled her sleeves angrily.

There was a muffled sound, and her sleeve fell on Ye Xiaolian's left shoulder.

Ye Xiaolian groaned in pain, and his face suddenly turned pale. He was actually injured.

Tang Sanshiliu couldn't bear it any longer, so he passed by the pit on the mountain road, came to Ye Xiaolian and supported her, looked at the back of the Taoist nun in black and said, "Old woman, stop."

Hearing these words, not only the female disciples of Nanxi Zhai, but also Ye Xiaolian who was being supported by him were startled.

The black-dressed Taoist nun is the oldest elder in Nanxi Zhai. Who dares to be disrespectful to her, let alone call her an old woman.

They didn't know that Tang Sanliu even dared to call Old Master Tang the old immortal.

The Taoist nun in black turned around and looked at Tang Sanliu expressionlessly, waiting for what he was going to say.

In the eyes of the female disciples of Nanxi Zhai, my uncle looked like he was looking at a dead person.

Tang Sanshiliu said angrily: "When you scolded her just now, I was very unhappy. Why are you willing to scold such a beautiful and fragile little girl?"

Ye Xiaolian glanced at him and reminded softly: "You scolded me more harshly before."

Tang Sanshiliu paused unnaturally and said, "Even if I have scolded you, how can you still scold me? Besides, I only scolded you a few times, but you are actually willing to do it?"

The Taoist nun in black looked at him expressionlessly and said, "She is my Nanxi Zhai disciple. If I beat her and scold her, what can you do?"

Tang Thirty-Six said: "Nothing can be done. Next year the Tang family will give you Nanxi Zhai less than half of the opening money."

Hearing the words "Tang family" and "open book money", the Taoist nun in black narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Who are you?"

Ye Xiaolian signaled him not to support him anymore and said repeatedly: "Uncle Master, he is Tang Tang."

The Taoist nun in black was slightly startled and said in a deep voice: "It turns out to be Young Master Sun of the Tang family. Do you think it's just you..."

"If you say one more word, the money will be reduced by half."

Tang Sanliu looked at her and said seriously: "From now on, every more word you say will reduce the opening money by half next year. Don't worry, no matter how much you keep reducing, there will still be some left over in the end. Your IQ It may be hard to understand why, so you don’t need to understand, just know that what I say will come true.”

The face of the Taoist nun in black became more and more gloomy, and the anger between her brows and eyes became more and more serious, and she slowly raised her right hand.

There was silence on the mountain road, not even a breath of wind, but the bamboo forest swayed slightly.

At the most tense moment, a quiet and gentle voice sounded from the cliff far away, and then clearly spread to the field.

The bamboo forest returned to silence, and the mountain breeze began to blow gently again.

"Junior sister, please invite the comrades who have left the palace and the young masters of the Tang family to come in."

Tang Sanliu's expression was slightly condensed. He was not worried about the extremely powerful Taoist nun in black, but the owner of this voice made him feel nervous subconsciously.

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