The little Taoist priest is not a martial artist, and he was whipped a few times by Wu De, and he was about to cry in pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you want to lead the way?

Wu De grabbed the collar of the little Taoist priest with his left hand, raised his right palm high, ready to fight down at any time, and with his hideous and evil appearance, the image of an evil Taoist priest was vividly interpreted.

"With ...... Woohoo......"

The little Taoist priest was frightened by Wu Delian's beating, and finally broke down and cried, dropped the broom in his hand, wiped his tears, and honestly led the way in front.

Fang Bai and the ghost looked at each other and smiled bitterly, thinking that this guy was a dignified high-level martial artist and a top existence in the secular ancient martial arts world, and he actually bullied an innocent little Taoist priest who was powerless, it was really a loss of martial arts discipline.

After following the little Taoist priest through several halls, it was gradually difficult to see the shadow of the pilgrims, but there were more and more disciples of Qingchengguan.

"This is the apse of my Qingcheng Temple, there are rules in our view, and idle people are not allowed to enter! I can only take you here!"

When he arrived at an arch, the little Taoist priest stood there, no longer daring to continue forward, and said with a cower.

"Chong Ling, you are so bold, you actually brought the idle people to the apse!

At this moment, a young Taoist priest strode out from behind the arch, his gaze swept over Fang Bai and the three of them, and then sharply reprimanded the little Taoist priest.

"Senior brother, I'm ......"

The little Taoist priest was about to explain with a sad face, but Wu De pushed him on the side, waved his hand and said, "It's none of your business here, sweep your ground!"

"Who are you?"

The young Taoist priest saw that Wu De was also a Taoist priest, but he was sloppy and sloppy, and he didn't look like a fairy wind and Taoist bones at all.

"I'm you Wu Daoye!"

Wu De saw that the young Taoist priest's expression was full of contempt and disdain, and he couldn't help but be furious, stretched out his hand and slapped the young Taoist priest in the face, and scolded: "Blind bastard guy, what kind of thing are you? Isn't it a joke that the master is wearing a broken outfit? Believe it or not, I will slap you to death?"

"The **** wild Taoist priest, dare to beat this Taoist master!"

The young Taoist priest was stunned by Wu De's slap, and after coming back to his senses, he scolded and slammed his fist towards Wu De's face.

The young Taoist priest was just a yellow-level high-level martial artist, how could Wu De take such a small role in his eyes? Flew up with a kick, kicked him out a few meters away, and then strode forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

Let's just say that twenty years ago, a little Taoist priest who begged them to take them in, but was humiliated and abused in every way, and was ruthlessly driven down the mountain, came to ask for justice today!"

Wu De's eyes showed a fierce light, and after saying this viciously, he threw the young Taoist priest out casually.

The young Taoist priest is not a fool, he knows that his strength is too far from Wu De, and he will only be abused worse if he does it again, he glanced at Wu De with hatred and fear, endured the pain in his body, and got up and ran away.

Fang Bai and the ghost hand heard Wu De's words, and then they knew that he and Qingchengguan had this kind of festival, ten years from the east of the river to the west of the river, and the little Taoist priest of the year was ashamed to kill back.

Wu De turned around, grinned at Fang Bai and the ghost hand, and said: "Twenty years ago, after the death of my wild Taoist master, I had nowhere to go, so I came to Qingchengguan to take refuge, hoping that they could take me in, but I was severely humiliated and abused by a group of Taoist priests in Qingchengguan, and then pushed and shoved me down the mountain. At that time, among the people who scolded me and drove me away, there were two old Taoists, Qingling and Qingxuan!"

After a pause, he said: "At that time, the strength of Qingling Lao Dao and Qing Xuan Lao Dao was not strong, and their status was not high, but I didn't expect that twenty years later, the two old Dao actually became the masters of Qingcheng Guan...... Hehe, it doesn't matter if the Qingling old way is dead, there is also a Qingxuan old way. If I don't beat that old man up today, I won't be surnamed Wu!"

The ghost hand said expressionlessly: "Save some strength when you fight, don't kill you! Leave the murder to me!"

Wu De glanced at the ghost hand and said with a smile: "Looking at your bitter and bitter appearance, do you have any blood feud with Qingchengguan? Why don't the two of us join forces to kill all the stinky Taoists of this Qingchengguan, and then burn this Qingchengguan?"

"I don't need you to interfere in my affairs!"

The ghost hand rolled his eyes and said angrily.

For Wu De's suggestion, the ghost hand didn't think about it at all, he only killed those Taoist priests who should be killed, and other innocent Taoist priests, it would not be affected, let alone set fire to Qingcheng Temple.

Wu De was bored, not only did he not get angry, but he raised his thumb and praised: "Okay, there is personality!

A sound of footsteps sounded, from far to near, more than a dozen Taoist priests of Qingchengguan came with great momentum under the leadership of the young Taoist priest before, and some of them still had long swords in their hands.

"Senior brother, it's this wild Taoist priest, not only beat me, but also shouted for us to watch the Lord come out......"

The young Taoist priest who had been beaten by Wu De before stood behind a middle-aged Taoist, pointed at Wu De, and said angrily.

The middle-aged Taoist man's eyes were clear, his brows were furrowed, and after looking at Wu De a few times, his expression gradually became solemn.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was a Xuan-level beginner-level martial artist, but he found that he couldn't see through the realm cultivation of the fat Taoist priest in front of him, which was enough to prove that the other party's strength was far above him.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged Taoist priest's gaze swept over Fang Bai and Ghost Shou who were standing beside Wu De, and his heart jumped with a "chuckle", and his face became even more solemn.

Because he found that not only Wu De, but even Wu De's two companions, he couldn't see through the depths.

In other words, the strength of the three people in front of him is at least above the middle level of the Xuan level.

Although Qingchengguan is as master as a cloud and has strong overall strength, he does not dare to despise the provocation of three at least Xuan-level middle-level martial artists.

The middle-aged Taoist priest turned his head and glanced at a thin Taoist priest behind him, who quickly ran to a nearby ten-meter-high stone platform and rang the big bell hanging there.

When-

When-

When-

The rapid and distant bell reverberated in the sky above Qingcheng Temple, alarming all the disciples of Qingcheng Temple.

Once such a bell rings, it indicates that a strong enemy is coming, and the disciples who are nostalgic for ancient martial arts must put down everything at hand and come out to fight the enemy together.

There were hundreds of disciples up and down Qingcheng Temple, and there were about two hundred people who were pregnant with ancient martial arts, and these disciples moved when they heard the sound, and quickly gathered from all directions towards the area where Fang Bai and the others were.

Even the Qingxuan Dao Chief, who was meditating in the Heart Cultivation Hall behind him and temporarily taking the position of the Meditation Lord, was out of his cultivation state, his eyes opened suddenly, he waved the dust in his hand, and swept out.

Seeing that more and more Qingchengguan disciples gathered over, they gradually surrounded the three of them, and the ghost hand had a serious expression, secretly gathering the true yuan and preparing for a battle.

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