And in the apse of the Sanyuan Temple, Wu Jianfeng's face sank like water, and he looked coldly at a disciple kneeling in front of him, and there were a few people standing around, also with their heads down, without saying a word, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

It was Luo Sencai who knelt on the ground, and I saw that his forehead was red, and he kept kowtowing to Wu Jianfeng, leaving Yin Yin blood stains on the bluestone floor.

"Lord, my three-element view has been established for more than a hundred years, and I have never compromised with ghosts! Think twice! Rosen said with tears in his eyes.

Wu Jianfeng glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "The deity has its own plans for doing things, so you don't need to talk too much." ”

"Lookout!" Rosen raised his head and shouted, "Isn't it just an iron corpse?" You're already a half-step Heavenly Master, are you still afraid of him! ”

"Shut up!"

"Don't be rude to the Lord!"

When the disciple next to him heard this, he immediately opened his mouth to scold.

Wu Jianfeng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Just a ghost thing, the deity is naturally not afraid, but the forces behind this ghost thing are not easy to provoke......"

"Viewer, those are all people who are confused by ghosts, as long as the viewer is willing to get rid of ghosts, those people will definitely be grateful to Dade in the future, and it is much easier to revive the three-element view." Rosen continued to persuade.

Wu Jianfeng shook his head, "You think too simply, in short, this matter can be turned into a big thing and a small matter, then forget it, if that ghost thing dares to make an inch in three days, the deity will naturally not let him go." ”

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Luo Sencai's eyes, and just as he was about to speak, he heard an angry roar from outside the door.

"Wu Jianfeng! Get out of here! ”

The faces of everyone in the apse changed at the same time, and a disciple said angrily: "Listen to the voice, it must be that ghost, didn't you say that it was good for three days, why did you come today!" ”

Luo Sencai was secretly happy in his heart, he began to arrange for people to murder Wang Xiaoyu, no matter whether the thing is successful or not, it will inevitably anger Zhang Cheng.

With the other party's ability, he will definitely track down the Sanyuan View in the end, and in anger, even if the viewer doesn't want to make a move, it won't work.

Luo Sen suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said to Wu Jianfeng with a straight face: "Viewer, it's nothing for us to lose face, but that miscellaneous person still dares to insult your name, and you must not let him go!" ”

At this moment, there was another loud noise outside, and a disciple hurriedly opened the door and glanced out, and was immediately shocked.

"Lord, the ghost has destroyed our mountain gate!"

As a Taoist temple, the mountain gate is where the face is, and the destruction of the mountain gate at this time is equivalent to slapping Wu Jianfeng several times.

"What's the matter of destroying your mountain gate, tonight, I'm going to set foot on your Sanyuan Temple!"

A scolding came again, even if Wu Jianfeng had a good temper, his eyes became full of anger, and the disciples in the apse were even more indignant, clamoring to break Zhang Cheng's body into pieces.

"Xuanfeng ......" Wu Jianfeng snorted, and a Taoist boy standing behind him immediately walked up and made a mockery.

"Take my evil sword, go and teach that ghost a lesson, let him see that my three-element view is not to be kneaded by anyone!"

"Yes! Master! Dao Tong took the order, walked to the back wall, and took down a sword with both hands, this sword is simple in shape, faintly there is righteousness lingering, it is the treasure of the three-element view.

At this time, in front of the front hall, Zhang Cheng was wantonly ravaging the group of Sanyuanguan disciples.

With his cultivation in the iron corpse, even if he is of the highest grade to a real person, these Taoist priests who are just Fang Shi cultivation are not his opponents at all.

However, in a few rounds, Zhang Cheng punched and kicked, and seven or eight Taoist priests were knocked to the ground, and many people didn't even have a chance to cast spells, so they were punched on the dantian, vomiting blood at the same time, and their cultivation also dissipated.

Zhang Cheng has left his hand now, if it weren't for the fact that these people have no anger, it should have nothing to do with Wang Xiaoyu's matter, he can beat these Taoist priests with one punch, and his heart is flying, and now he just destroys their cultivation, which can be regarded as an open net.

The rest of the Taoist priests were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their faces were sluggish.

Before, they still thought that they had a lot of people, and they might not have the strength to fight, but after they really fought each other, they found that the other party was simply a pervert!

Fang Shi Xiuwei is a serious mage, even if he meets a real person, he can fight a few moves, but in the eyes of the other party, Fang Shi has simply become a child, let alone fighting, he can't even block a punch.

How is this possible?

The other party is just an iron corpse, how can it be so powerful, with a pair of fists, seven or eight Fang Shi will all lie down in one face, this is too exaggerated, right?

Seeing Zhang Cheng knock a senior brother away with another punch, the rest of the disciples felt chills in their hearts, their faces turned pale, and their original self-confidence had already disappeared without a trace.

"Run!"

"Tell the Viewer!"

The remaining disciples didn't dare to stay, so they turned around and rushed towards the apse.

At this moment, the door of the apse suddenly opened, and a Taoist boy walked out with a sword in his hand.

"Uncle Xuanfeng! Help me! ”

"That ghost thing is crazy, several brothers and sisters have been killed by him, go and ask the master to help!"

"Brothers and nephews, don't panic......" Although Xuan Feng is not very old, as Wu Jianfeng's closed disciple, his generation is the same as that of the second generation of disciples, even if Xuan Qingzi sees it, he has to call out a senior brother.

"The Lord has asked me to invite the evil sword out, and I will definitely be able to kill the ghosts!"

When the disciple next to him heard this, his eyes fell on the sword in Xuan Feng's hand, and his heart was immediately settled.

"As soon as the evil sword comes out, the demon will be killed!"

"There's an evil sword, that ghost thing is dead, Uncle Xuanfeng, hurry up!"

Xuan Feng's face remained unchanged, his eyes were full of confidence, his eyes fell on Zhang Cheng, and he said loudly: "Bold ghost, you dare to destroy my mountain gate and kill my disciple, and you won't die quickly!" ”

Zhang Cheng walked up the stone steps slowly, his expression was flat, but when his eyes swept over Xuanfeng, he was slightly surprised in his heart.

"Dao Tong? Is Wu Jianfeng scared stupid, or is there no one in your Sanyuan Temple? You actually sent a Taoist boy to deal with me? ”

A Sanyuanguan disciple laughed wildly and said, "Lonely! My Uncle Xuanfeng is born with a psychic physique, specializing in cultivating divine arts, although it is only a Taoist tablet, but he can borrow mana from the ancestor, plus the evil sword, you are dead! ”

"That's right! Now obediently kneel down and die, my Uncle Xuanfeng may be able to leave you with a whole corpse! ”

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched, "Lao Tzu is a whole corpse now, I don't need you to leave it for me, whether it is a god or a ghost, I will only know after I have beaten it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, with a wave of his right hand, five or six yin thunderbolts came out from under the bluestone steps and attacked Xuanfeng.

When Xuan Feng saw it, he didn't panic, he put the evil sword in the crook of his arm, clasped his hands together, pinched out a handprint, and said quickly in his mouth: "Please Xuan Zhenjun, go down to punish the evil spirits, protect my golden body, a hundred ghosts will not invade, and I am as urgent as a law!" ”

As soon as the spell fell, Xuan Feng slashed his middle finger and pointed a little towards his eyebrows, leaving a little blood mark.

"What the hell?" Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, looked at the little red mark on Xuanfeng's forehead, and said jokingly: "A red on the door of the head is the so-called spell of inviting the gods?" Don't you say I thought you were going to celebrate Children's Day! ”

(End of chapter)