My Master is Lin Zhengying

At this moment, he stood up with a cold face.

He glanced at Nan Chen and the others, with murderous intent in his eyes;

"Boy, you have a hand.

It was able to hurt my third brother. "

"you flatter me!"

Nan Chen responded with a sneer, but was also wary of his opponent.

In my heart, I kept thinking.

God, God, God!Teacher, teacher, what are you doing to you?

Didn't he say he would protect us during the day?

Now, why is there no one?

Of course, there was no panic on his face, he was well disguised and calm.

Qiusheng Wencai had been asking Shangguan Ronghui in private for a long time.

Why haven't Shenni and others appeared yet?

Shangguan Ronghui was also puzzled.

It stands to reason that it has been so long.

Her master and uncle should have appeared long ago.

Why did the two of you not come for a long time?

At the same time, the black and thin Taoist got up.

He said humanely to the long beard beside him:

"Brother, let me kill them and avenge third brother!"

The bearded Taoist nodded:

"Okay, kill them.

Otherwise, spread the word.

There is no room for my brother Bailian Sankui's face..."

The bearded Taoist had just finished speaking.

Long Batian shouted:

"Yes, yes, kill them."

Long Bufan is also welcome:

"Don't be polite, the two Taoists, kill them to avoid future troubles."

The black and thin Taoist has shown killing intent.

Now, it is no longer a matter of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but of getting back their own face.

The black and thin Taoist took a few steps forward.

Every step, there is a violent breath emerging.

Mysterious energy shook.

Nan Chen and the others could only feel the overwhelming breath of Mount Tai coming.

Can't stop it at all.

He has the urge to cough up blood.

It was too depressing, very uncomfortable, and the blood in the body was surging.

Completely suppressed by the opponent's cultivation base.

Nan Chen was like this, and the rest were even more uncomfortable.

The little nuns in the Yuanshang Temple were even more breathless and uncomfortable.

Hei Shou Yaodao released Dao Qi while walking.

At the same time, he also said in a cold voice:

"The poor Taoist Bailianshan Mukui can die in the hands of the poor Taoist.

It's also your luck..."

Speaking, the tone became cold.

Raise your arms suddenly.

Flipping the palm, a piece of black wood suddenly appeared in the hand.

The black wood and black light emanated with bursts of strange aura.

I don't know what magic weapon it is.