The middle-aged man glanced at it, his brows furrowed slightly.

"How did you get him to cast the charm?"

The middle-aged man scolded: "How many people can't shut him up?"

The Taoist priest is best at the Fu Seal Taoism.

On the other hand, it takes time to prepare.

They use their own strengths and attack their weaknesses, the purpose of which is to achieve a quick victory.

Fang Qingran and Chen Wuwu were already covered in blood at this moment, and they were already at the end of their crossbows.

With a little pressure, they won't be able to hold on.

He expected that the youngest Taoist priest would definitely not be much better.

But it was him, and he could still make time to cast spells.

The middle-aged man almost wanted to go up and slap these junior brothers hard.

The juniors and disciples ran around the mountain road, avoiding the divine talismans, and they couldn't say anything about the bitterness in their hearts.

We've worked hard, but it's really hard for the other side to deal with.

Obviously, when you fight, you feel that the other party is the same as yourself.

In addition to dodging or dodging, it is nothing more than dodging faster and being more agile with hands and feet.

It wasn't until this spell was cast that they realized that the other party seemed to be not only sensitive to their legs and feet, but completely surpassed them by one level.

Otherwise, where will the energy come from, and you can still distract yourself from casting spells.

"Thunder!"

Suddenly, Chen Yang raised the bone sword above his head with his right hand and struck straight into the sky.

The sky was bright and pale gray, and at this moment there was a sudden thunderclap.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt fell, directly at the feet of several people.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, four people were shocked by the tremendous force generated by the lightning and flew out.

The Divine Talisman suddenly found an opportunity and crashed into the four of them.

The moment the yellow rune struck, a humanoid phantom appeared, holding an illusory sword and beckoning at them.

After a few screams, the four of them kicked their legs and passed out.

If it weren't for Chen Yang's inaccurate aiming, this heavenly thunder would directly kill one person.

However, the thunder also shook those people.

They can see it clearly.

Chen Yang did not chant a mantra or cast a talisman.

It was so direct, as soon as he raised his hand, the thunder fell.

Sitting on the south cliff on the stone, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he silently faced the bottom of the mountain, ready to leave at any time.

"Are you from the Heavenly Master's Mansion?" the middle-aged man asked with a solemn face.

Chen Yang said: "I am from Lingshan Dao Academy, and the road number is Xuanyang!"

I don't even know this?

Is there only one Heavenly Master's Mansion in the whole world?

What a contempt for people.

"Lingshan Daoyuan?"

The middle-aged man twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, but he didn't think about it for a long time, where this Lingshan Taoist Institute is.

The point is that he has never heard of it.

The best way to play thunder is a Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Now when I meet a thunderbolt, I don't need a spell to play thunder, and I don't use a spell to direct the thunder, but it's not even from the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

When did such a character appear in Daomen?

Generally speaking, this kind of person is definitely the focus of cultivation of various Taoist temples.

As a result, the middle-aged man was a little entangled in his heart.

Such an excellent disciple, if he really hurts him today, I am afraid that it will cause disputes between his own sect and the other Taoist temple.

He had to think about that.

Because there were so many people watching.

The news must not be hidden.

Moreover, this young Taoist priest is really powerful, there are many of them, and in front of each other, they may not be able to take advantage of anything.

But he didn't want to give up such a good opportunity like this.

With a sharp turn of thought, the middle-aged man suddenly asked, "What were you going to say before?"

"What?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to fight?"

"Huh?" Chen Yang took a long time to understand what he meant: "Yes, let's learn." ”

Chen Yang said: "We don't have to fight to the death, there is no point in fighting like this." ”

"Why don't you find someone to fight with me, and if you win, I'll tell you where the place is. If you lose, return what you have stolen. ”

"Good. ”

The middle-aged man readily agreed.

"But. The middle-aged man's words changed: "You are not allowed to cast the Dao Talisman Seal." ”

"Why can you order Bilian?" Chen Wuwu scolded: "This kind of thing is spoken? Then I'll fight you, and you lose the knife." ”

The middle-aged man was thick-skinned and didn't blush at all: "Either follow my request, or continue to fight." There are many disciples of my Bashan faction, and it is a big deal to exchange one life for another, to see who suffers. ”

"You're so fucking shameless, you really don't want Bilian!"

"Xuanyang, don't promise him, it's a big deal, I'll change my life, I'm afraid he's a Jaguar!"

Chen Wuxin can't be angry.

Fang Qingran walked over and whispered softly: "Drag slowly with him, master, they should be able to arrive at dawn." ”

Chen Yang smiled: "Okay, I promise you." ”

"You're crazy!"

Chen Wuwu grabbed him: "This guy is from the Bashan faction!"

"What's wrong with the Bashan faction? Is it powerful? I haven't heard of it. ”

"You ......" Chen Wu, I thought he was pretending, but seeing his expression, I found that he really didn't know.

So he gave him popular science: "The Bashan faction is a sect of rivers and lakes, scattered cultivation, and what others practice is fist and foot kung fu, and it has been the same for decades, how can you fight with others?"

For Taoist priests, the Fu Seal Taoism is their hands and feet, but now they are restricting their hands and feet, what else to fight?

"Man's husband, I hope you don't regret it. "Middle-aged humane.

Chen Yang directly raised his left hand and raised his palm: "Poor Dao Chen Xuanyang, swear ...... today"

Chen Wuwu shook his head when he heard this: "It's over, it's over, the good ones haven't been learned, and the bad ones have all been learned." Old Pang swore in chaos, and you swore everywhere. ”

He didn't know what to say about Chen Yang.

But after all, Chen Yang fell here because of them, and he didn't say anything, grabbing the sword and standing behind him.

Anyway, it was Chen Yang who swore an oath, not him.

After swearing, Chen Yang asked, "Is it enough?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Enough." ”

Chen Yang said: "Then you can also swear." ”

"Huh?"

"What if you lose and you pay me a debt?"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man wanted to say that I was not a person who did not believe in my word, but Chen Yang swore that he would not be able to say it if he did not swear.

So I swore an oath.

What Chen Yang was waiting for was his oath.

Fist and foot kung fu, Chen Yang is not afraid of him.

He practiced every day in the mountain character chapter, and Baijiaquan had already entered the hall.

He really didn't believe he couldn't kill this man.

"Probably trying to stall for time. A disciple of the Immortal Sect said.

The others nodded approvingly.

They couldn't think of any other reason than to procrastinate.

The Taoist Fu Seal is not used, and only relies on fists and feet to learn from the disciples of the Bashan School?

Among those present, except for those scattered cultivators and a few disciples of the Immortal Sect, no one dared to say that they could outperform the other party in fist and foot kung fu.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and people take the road of hard-core kung fu, how to compare?

It can't be compared at all.

But no one noticed that Nanya's face was not very good-looking.

Others don't know Chen Yang, but Nanya has fought with Chen Yang.

At the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the two had a brief physical contact.

He still remembers Chen Yang's fierce punch vividly.

Even if you ignore the Taoism, relying on his fists and feet alone, Chen Yang is extremely not weak.

He thought to himself, but his strength is great, and his kung fu may be average.

"The sword has no eyes, if you are defeated, you can admit defeat to me. ”

The middle-aged man said.

Chen Yang didn't talk nonsense, and casually recalled the string of divine generals who were still chasing the middle-aged junior brother, and put them in his sleeve.

Then he grabbed the bone sword, hugged the sword and bowed: "Please." ”