In the Medicine King Valley Medical Hall, a middle-aged Taoist priest was holding a wooden sword against Doctor Tang's throat and speaking threateningly.

On the ground next to him, there were two severely burned Taoist priests, their whole bodies were charred, they couldn't see their facial features and age, and they couldn't stop snorting in pain.

A young Taoist priest squatted next to the wounded and fed them water and medicine.

"Hmph, if you don't cure my two junior brothers, you call for help, is it useful?" Qingyun Daochang's face was full of disdain, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Doctor Tang was so frightened that his head was covered with sweat, and he replied with trembling lips: "It's useful, my master can cure your people......"

"Hey, dare to talk back, even if he can cure people, he won't delay me from teaching you a lesson. Qingyun Dao Chang said in a grumpy manner, and wanted to use the wooden sword to draw the face of the divine doctor.

"What a big breath, who wants to help me teach my disciples a lesson in my territory?" Wang Ping'an's figure suddenly appeared in the medical hall, so fast that people couldn't react.

"Huh?" Qingyun Daoist didn't have time to turn around, his backhand was a sword, and he just wanted to force Wang Ping'an back.

The plain peachwood sword, flickering with a yellow light, implying the sound of wind and thunder, sizzled and drew a safe area.

But this safe area is not a matter at all for Wang Ping'an.

During the ninth layer of Qi training, he was transformed by the Vajra Body Shaping Pill, and the aura of the whole body surged wildly, and the layers of aura turned into layers of Gang Qi, protecting the surface of the body.

Ding.

The wooden sword stabbed on Wang Ping'an's body, making the sound of gold and stone colliding, no matter what kind of magical power the sword contained, it couldn't pierce his epidermis.

Qingyun Dao Chang was stunned and opened his mouth wide, obviously not expecting this to happen.

After more than 40 years of penance, he practiced the Wind Thunder Demon Sword Technique, one of Maoshan's stunts at the bottom of the box, and he couldn't help this young man?

It's terrifying.

It's a long story, but it's really just a matter of moments.

His wooden sword stabbed Wang Ping'an's chest, bent and deformed, and Wang Ping'an grabbed his wrist for a moment when he was stunned.

As soon as he twisted and pulled, the wooden sword was snatched away.

Then he held the sword in his right hand, snapped it twice, and slapped it in the face of Daoist Qingyun.

Aren't you going to hit my disciple's sword?

Lao Tzu will slap you twice first, and it will be regarded as revenge.

What, you said you haven't hit yet?

But if you have this intention, you should fight!

That's how Lao Tzu is reasonable!

After the two swords, Qingyun Daochang's face was swollen, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he covered his face and retreated, stepping on his feet, and dodging Wang Ping'an's back hand with extremely mysterious footwork.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!" roared, put his fingers together, and pointed at the sword to refer to the sword, sending out an invisible sword qi that pointed at Wang Ping'an's chest again.

He felt that the wooden sword was taken away just now, but it was just a moment of carelessness, and it was Wang Ping'an's sudden sneak attack that caught him off guard.

Now as long as you start all over again and fight the enemy seriously, you will ......

It's going to be even worse!

Wang Ping'an's six senses are keen, and the wooden sword is in his hand, just like a children's toy, playing well.

Bounced away the two sword qis, and the wooden sword slapped on the face of the Qingyun Dao Leader again!

"Who borrowed your courage to dare to make a move on my territory? Do you still want this tooth?" After Wang Ping'an drew the last two swords, he used the sword light against the opponent's throat, and the aura was instilled in the wooden sword, emitting a sharp breath.

With a little force, you can pierce the opponent's neck.

The power of the ninth layer of the Qi cultivation period has already been revealed.

The meridians of the whole body are connected, and the aura runs through the whole body, forming a shield without dead ends, and when you encounter a slightly weaker opponent, you can use your defense to kill the opponent.

Wang Ping'an's few blows completely frightened the Taoist priest of Maoshan, the Taoist chief of Qingyun was stunned, and the little Taoist priest he brought was even more frightened.

The aura of the world is exhausted, but among the famous mountains and rivers, there has always been a weak aura, and for thousands of years, the inheritance has not been broken.

Like Qingyun Daochang, he has lived in the Maoshan sect since he was a child, and has been working hard to practice, starting from the age of five, until this year, he has been practicing penance for more than 40 years, and he has entered the spiritual tide node for further study many times.

With his skills, among the second-generation disciples of the Maoshan School, he is a leader, and even the contemporary head is full of praise for him, and whenever there is an important task, he will be sent to lead the team to participate.

Who would have thought that this time when he came to the nameless crater, he suffered setbacks one after another, first the second generation of Maoshan disciples who were traveling with him were seriously injured, and when he returned to the village for treatment, he met a mysterious young man, and he was beaten into doubt of life in three or two moves.

"What do you see, answer me, do you want to keep this mouthful of teeth?" Wang Ping'an raised his wooden sword and made a gesture to slap him in the face.

"Think, I want to keep my teeth!" said Daoist Qingyun with humiliation in his heart, gritting his teeth.

"If you want to stay, you can stay, don't you lose face when I am a peaceful layman?" As he spoke, Wang Ping'an suddenly exerted his strength and slapped heavily on his mouth.

After a few hits just now, it had actually loosened Qingyun Daochang's teeth, and the bleeding from the corners of his mouth was the blood flowing from his teeth and gums.

Now Wang Ping'an suddenly made a ruthless move, and those few loose teeth couldn't hold on any longer, and with a poof, he spit out.

It hurts so much, my nose is so sour, I can't hold back the tears at all.

It's not crying, it's just a natural reaction, the teeth and the edge of the nose are seriously attacked, and the tears really can't be stopped.

"......" Daoist Qingyun's eyes flashed with monstrous anger, and he had the intention of killing.

This little thief is simply too deceitful, and he has reported the roots of the Maoshan faction, and he actually doesn't give any face, it's too hateful.

The two little Taoist priests also looked puzzled: "???"

Even the two second-generation middle-aged Taoist priests who were scorched black and fell to the ground and screamed in pain, couldn't help but open their mouths wide and let out a shocked voice beyond the pain: "!!"

They can see that the Ping'an monks are not only not afraid of the Maoshan faction, but also seize the opportunity to offend people to death.

The Maoshan faction is not a small action office of the relevant departments, the official pays attention to the rules, there are a little contradictions and small conflicts, and they will not retaliate indiscriminately, but the Maoshan faction is different, if they want to attack the enemy, the big factions of the same level will follow their hearts.

Doctor Tang was stunned, and it took a long time to react: "Master, don't fight anymore, let's ...... We...... Harmony is precious!"

I knew that the master was so irritable, even if I suffered a little loss and suffered a few blows, I wouldn't ask him for help.

Even if he is really from the Valley of the Medicine King and has a mysterious inheritance, no matter how mysterious and powerful he is, can he be as powerful as the Maoshan faction?

If you offend the Maoshan faction, you won't be able to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Wang Ping'an seems to be tired of fighting, and more importantly, the other party has no ability to fight back, and it is not interesting to fight again.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, and peace is precious. If you throw these people out of the earth first, and if you can't cure them, you will hit the doctors, is there any reason for heaven? Even if they are cured, they will not be cured. ”

Wang Ping'an brandished a peachwood sword, pointed to the two Jiao Hei Dao Chiefs lying side by side on the ground, and instructed Doctor Tang.

"???" Doctor Tang sneered awkwardly, didn't dare to move, and thought, Master, do you have any misunderstanding about "harmony is precious"?