Among the members of the anomaly investigation team, Tang Yuan is not without a sense of existence, but compared to the capital Sibi and Liu Shijie, Tang Yuan's sense of existence is not very strong.

A big reason why Tang Yuan was able to come to this point smoothly was that Tang Yuan was ignored by the two forces intentionally or unintentionally.

It can be said that there is a certain element of luck.

But with the death of Ulun and the injury of Ma Zhitu, Tang Yuan was ruthlessly brushed with a wave of presence, and after all, he could no longer keep a low profile.

It was only at this time that everyone was shocked to realize that Tang Yuan's five-person team had become a climate.

With Song Yuxi, the four of them stood up one after another, giving He Wenjun the feeling that he had been slapped four times in a row, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

"He Wenjun, let's draw a line, heads-up or group fighting?" Tang Yuan said with a smile.

"Heads-up!" A low voice sounded in Tang Yuan's ears, and it was not He Wenjun who answered Tang Yuan's question, but the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest raised his head slightly, revealing stubbornness.

"Okay, then go it alone!" Tang Yuan laughed.

Since the last time he was humiliated by He Wenjun, the little Taoist priest has always been obsessed, and he has to tie the bell to untie the bell, although Tang Yuan was surprised by this, he was not surprised.

It seems that the little Taoist priest who does not fight or grab, but in fact has the pride of no one else.

Right now, since the little Taoist priest took the initiative to ask for help, how could Tang Yuan not be able to fulfill it.

"You're looking for death!" He Wenjun was furious.

A nobody, who actually said that he was going to fight him alone, was a great shame for He Wenjun, and he couldn't bear it.

The little Taoist priest was silent, just took a step and walked slowly forward.

Then, the little Taoist priest reached out and touched a talisman and slowly pasted it on his forehead.

"Bastard!"

He Wenjun scolded and walked out.

Of course, it is impossible for him to avoid the war, and there is no reason to avoid the war, since the little Taoist priest is bent on death, he can only achieve it.

"You're ready to shoot. The right arm was raised slightly, and the little Taoist priest reminded.

"Boom!"

Almost the moment the little Taoist's voice fell, He Wenjun just burst into action.

He was very arrogant, he didn't take the little Taoist priest in his eyes at all, and his backhand was a slap in the face, which was slammed into the little Taoist face.

As the old saying goes, you don't slap people in the face.

But this time, the little Taoist priest took the initiative to send his face to him to find a draw, how could He Wenjun be polite.

The frenzied wind rushed in all directions, and the methods of the top S were beyond common sense, and they could not be measured by reason, as if they were standing in another world, looking down on the world from the perspective of God.

"Boom!"

The mighty wind was stirring and surging, impacting the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest seemed to have taken root on the soles of his feet, standing still, and his robe was hunted by the strong wind.

"Buzz!"

The talisman flickered slightly, and the little Taoist priest clenched his fist, and his fist went straight to He Wenjun.

A simple punch, but there is a weirdness that cannot be described in words, the fist wind shocked, and in an instant, it broke the palm wind and hit He Wenjun's chest.

Seeing this, He Wenjun's face changed slightly, he was a little surprised, and a little incredible.

It was a battle talisman, which made the little Taoist priest like a divine help, and that kind of power, even if it was as powerful as He Wenjun, was irrepressible, and his scalp was numb.

His figure suddenly retreated towards the rear, appearing more than ten meters away in an instant.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the little Taoist stepped on the void and got up, his face was simple, with a rare seriousness, he walked against the wind, and in an instant, he narrowed the distance between him and He Wenjun, clenched his fist, and punched out again.

It's still a flat and straightforward punch, without any fancy to speak of, but it's not simple.

He Wenjun's face looked solemn, how could he not know that he had underestimated the little Taoist priest before.

The little Taoist priest with the talisman and the little Taoist priest without the talisman are simply two people.

Before the talisman was pasted, the little Taoist priest was submissive, and it seemed that anyone could be bullied wantonly...... But after pasting the talisman, the little Taoist priest turned into a god, as if possessed by a god.

That's the ultimate domineering power!

This time, He Wenjun did not dodge, he also clenched his fists and blasted over.

But in an instant, He Wenjun's face changed greatly, and then, his whole person was uncontrollable, stumbling towards the rear, and rushed over.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the talisman on the forehead of the little Taoist priest is broken.

But it's just a broken talisman.

The little Taoist priest looked at He Wenjun fixedly, stretched out his hand and took out a talisman, and slowly pasted it on his forehead.

He Wenjun's eyes widened, and he looked at the little Taoist priest as if he had seen a ghost.

The battle talisman is extraordinary, and it is often a great opportunity to be able to have one, but the little Taoist priest can take it at his fingertips, and no one knows how many battle talismans the little Taoist carries with him.

"What is the origin of this person?" He Wenjun's heart trembled slightly, and his face was extremely strange.

Who would have thought that the little Taoist priest who seems to be the most bullying has such a side.

Not only He Wenjun reacted like this, but Zhang Qingyuan and Ma Zhitu, who came with He Wenjun, all had stunned expressions and were puzzled.

A little farther away, Xin Shaoyu looked the little Taoist priest up and down several times, and he was also a little surprised.

The five-person team led by Tang Yuan, although Tang Yuan has absolute control, except for Tang Yuan, the other four people are not simple at all.

Song Yuxi doesn't need to say much, that is the eldest lady of the Song family, holding countless hole cards.

And although Huang Xingcheng and Lu Zhixiu have not made a move, it is not difficult to guess that it will not be simple.

Comparatively speaking, Tang Yuan is the most mediocre one!

"This guy really does a thing of surprise. Xin Shaoyu sighed with emotion.

Shen Liren and Yan Fang turned their heads and looked at each other, when they were in the capital, the two had dealt with Tang Yuan one after the other, more to test Tang Yuan's depth.

However, under the noses of the two of them, Tang Yuan actually pulled up a team.

Before this, the two of them thought to themselves that Tang Yuan had a lot of luck to get to this point, but it was obviously not like that at all.

Tang Yuan's team, any one of them, can be alone, it's just luck.

Bai Lanxin looked at the little Taoist priest from afar, stunned, she tilted her head slightly, looking at Tang Yuan's back, her eyes were quietly, and they were extremely complicated.

"Haha, who else!"

At this moment, Lu Zhixiu laughed, he hooked his fingers at Ma Zhitu and Zhang Qingyuan, and said with a smile, "Come on, whoever fights with me, Uncle Lu, I will teach you to be a man with my own hands." ”

Lu Zhixiu was extremely arrogant, no one in his eyes was very much, in a word, he offended two people, and he never put Ma Zhitu and Zhang Qingyuan in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ma Zhitu's forehead jumped violently, but after catching a glimpse of Tang Yuan, he immediately regained his composure.

His injuries had not healed and he was not fit for battle.

Zhang Qingyuan's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, as if an old monk had settled down, but Zhang Qingyuan was not looking at Lu Zhixiu or Tang Yuan, but Xin Shaoyu.

Previously, Xin Shaoyu hit Jing Tuo with a breath of energy, leaving him with an extremely deep impression.

That's a breath of innate breath.

Zhang Qingyuan even suspected that Xin Shaoyu was already in a clear state of mind.

Just because, the innate qi is the most typical sign of the Ming state of mind.

"Don't dare?"

Raising his eyebrows, Lu Zhixiu smiled kindly, but the words he said were not polite at all, "My Daoist brother Gui Yuanzi just used three methods, just scared the courage of the two of you?

"Shut up!"

Glancing sideways at Lu Zhixiu, Hua Yingqi snorted impatiently.

He knows Lu Zhixiu's methods too well, it's just a showmanship, where does his face come from?

"Hua Yingqi, last time I showed mercy to my subordinates, I have already given the Hua family enough face, you must not know what is good or bad!" Lu Zhixiu shouted.

"Want to die?" Hua Yingqi's eyes sank suddenly.

Lu Zhixiu sneered, "Hua Yingqi, where did you have the courage to make a big statement in front of me, and make a quick move, Uncle Lu, I will personally teach you how to write dead words?"

Lu Zhixiu has a strong strength that is different from usual, and he is forcibly tough, although Hua Yingqi knows that Lu Zhixiu's bones are not very hard, but I have to say that Lu Zhixiu is very hard.

"What is this? Okay, the scar forgets the pain?" Hua Yingqi looked gloomy.

He regretted it a little, he had known that Lu Zhixiu was so ignorant, he should have used unscrupulous means to forcibly suppress the killing, fortunately, it was not too late to correct his mistakes.

"Then let's do it. Hua Yingqi said coldly.

"You really want to do it?"

Lu Zhixiu was taken aback, and angrily accused: "Hua Yingqi, I never expected you to be this kind of person, what is your identity? What is your position? Are you going to betray the Vision Investigation Team?"

"You ......"

Hua Yingqi was shocked at the time, even though Lu Zhixiu was open-mouthed, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhixiu didn't dare to say anything.

"Look for death!"

His eyelids jumped heavily, and as soon as his figure moved, Hua Yingqi struck forward.

"You actually made a move!"

A finger pointed at Hua Yingqi, Lu Zhixiu jumped up and down, I don't know what happened, Hua Yingqi actually found that Lu Zhixiu looked extremely excited.

"What's the situation?"

Almost immediately, Hua Yingqi suspected that he was hallucinating.

Otherwise, what is going on?

Last time, although he failed to kill Lu Zhixiu, it also made Lu Zhixiu tired, how embarrassed and embarrassed he was, but at this time, Lu Zhixiu was actually very excited, as if a hunter had seen his prey.

"I'm prey?"

Hua Yingqi said silently in his heart, a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, Hua Yingqi appeared in front of Lu Zhixiu.

But soon, Hua Yingqi began to wonder if his eyes were hallucinating, Lu Zhixiu was gone, and Huang Xingcheng was replaced by Huang Xingcheng.

"Get out of here!"

Spit out three words in a low voice, Huang Xingcheng willow eyebrows upside down, his right hand stretched horizontally, and his fingers were palms, and his hand was a slap in the face, and he threw it over.

Lu Zhixiu was very arrogant, but Huang Xingcheng was even more crazy, not only did he not take Huayingqi in his eyes, but he simply ignored the existence of Huayingqi.

Hua Yingqi's inevitable doubts about life are directly stupid.

Seeing Huang Xingcheng's slap fan, Hua Yingqi's figure moved again, moving a few meters away, and at this moment, there was a "boom", and the ground shook.

Hua Ying turned his head consciously and saw that there was a figure floating horizontally, like a kite with a broken string, and it was smashed to the ground from mid-air.

"This ......"

After seeing that scene clearly, Hua Yingqi was really stupid!

Above the void, the little Taoist priest wore a Taoist robe without wind and automatic, and his god was majestic, and below that, He Wenjun struggled to get up, opened his mouth and vomited blood, miserable.

"What's going on?"

Hua Yingqi once again suspected that he was hallucinating, otherwise, who would tell him what was going on!