"Master Zhang, I think this Wang Yuanfang came out of your Wudang, right? No, your ancestral treasures are all in his hands......" was just teased by Zhang Wouji, and now it is Zhang Wouji's turn to go crazy. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Ye Dayang's mood suddenly improved, and he couldn't help but ridicule each other. However, what made Ye Dayang speechless was that the magic weapon that Wang Yuanfang took out next suddenly made his face collapse.

I saw that after Wang Yuanfang waved two swords to force the shadow back, he took the sword back to the backpack on his back. Then he took out a whisk from his backpack, jumped up, and chased after him.

"One of the three treasures of our Maoshan and the ancestor of the dust - Jiuyang dust!" Ye Dayang was speechless, and Ye Chunsheng behind him said with a solemn face: "This Jiuyang Dust was lost more than ninety years ago because of the war, and it was lost to the dust. There are even rumors that it was taken away by the Japanese. Unexpectedly, it would fall into the hands of a loose cultivator! ”

"Whew!" Wang Yuan shook the dust, and the dust swept towards the darkness with a strong wind.

"Ulla, it!" The dark ghost, who couldn't retreat, quickly bowed his head. He has heard and seen the prestige of this Jiuyang dust. In the first battle of Meiling that year, his father was beaten to death by this dust, and his muscles and bones were broken. This also indirectly caused it to move slowly, and was stopped by the human heavenly master Ling Yunzi, and then died together.

"Smack!" A strong wind swept through, and some of the hair that the darkness had too late to retract was shaved off.

Damn, that's awesome!

When Wang Yuanfang saw this effect, he was immediately overjoyed. The heart says that it is worthy of being the treasure of Maoshan Mountain. Made, this thing is so easy to use, I would have taken it out sooner if I knew it. Thinking of this, Wang Yuanfang once again waved this Nine Yang Dust and swept towards the darkness.

One after another, fierce winds slammed into the darkness. Wang Yuanfang was disgusted and took the strong wind as a word-by-word analogy. Pulled over to the dark side one by one. First of all, X, well, and Chuan, and then Wang Yuanfang actually wrote "bastard"! Then he added "Darkness! ”

"Ulla, die!" I can't stand it anymore! If Wang Yuanfang continues to play like this, even if it is not sucked to death by these strong winds, it will be tossed alive by Wang Yuanfang until it is exhausted. The most important thing is that there is no way to hide from the strong wind drawn by the king eight lambs, it is as dense as a net, and this word is written like a dog crawling, and you can't guess it at all.

Therefore, after a few more strong winds, the painful grinning tooth quickly changed its strategy. It was no longer defensive, but desperately pounced on the king in the distance.

"it!" Seeing that the dark shadow was desperate, he rushed up to himself, and when he saw that Wang Yuanfang, who was not right, stopped playing, put away the dust and turned around and ran.

Ula, want to go! Seeing Wang Yuanfang turn away, Shen Yu smiled coldly, and its claws gathered two pitch-black and baseball-sized corpse gas masses. After Netherworld decided to stab his hands into Wang Yuanfang's body for a while, he would send these two corpse qi into Wang Yuanfang's body.

"Stupid!" Hearing the whirring wind behind him, the corners of Wang Yuanfang's mouth raised. The hand in his pocket gripped the brick tightly. After feeling a burning sensation in his back, Wang Yuanfang pulled out the brick violently, quickly turned around and slapped it towards the skull of the dark shadow.

"Master Ye, I think this king is far away from your Maoshan Mountain. You see that he not only learned your spell cheats, but also took your Maoshan Supreme Treasure Jiuyang Dust...... "Lin Sanqing, the head of Sanqing Mountain, has a good relationship with Zhang Wuji in Wudang, and he saw Zhang Wuji being bullied by Ye Dayang!" He couldn't help but stand up. But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by his eldest disciple.

"Master, Master, look at that brick in Wang Yuanfang's hand......" Lin Sanqing's senior disciple pushed him and said.

"What's wrong?" Lin Sanqing asked puzzled.

"Look at that brick, the two copper plates on the upper and lower sides, don't look like the Yin Yang Bronze Talisman, the treasure of Zhenshan and the Mother of Ten Thousand Fus of our Sanqing Mountain?" The sharp-eyed disciple prompted.

"I'll take a look at ......" Lin Sanqing squinted his eyes and looked seriously at the "brick" in Wang Yuanfang's hand. First confused, then shocked, and finally couldn't help but shout: "How can the treasure of our Sanqing Mountain be in his hands......

Wang Yuanfang turned around quickly, but he couldn't brake in shock, and could only watch his head move towards Wang Yuanfang.

Wang Yuanfang smiled coldly, raised the "brick" in his hand violently, and slammed it down on the head that was getting closer and closer to him.

"Bang!" The brick in Wang Yuanfang's hand smashed on the head of the dark shadow accurately.

"Ula, ah~~" The shadow who was slapped by Wang Yuanfang's bricks couldn't help but let out a heart-rending scream.

Because the shadow can feel that this brick is not ordinary. It smashed on his own skull, and it hurt not only on the outside of his skull, but also on the inside. A stream of mana passed through its skull, spreading to its brain and body, wandering around.

"I'll stone you!" The dark shadow was smashed by Wang Yuanfang, and Wang Yuanfang, who sent the Buddha to the west, will definitely not stop there. Gloom rolled on the ground, and Wang Yuan jumped up and pounced on him. Riding on the body of the Underworld, he waved a brick and smashed the head and body of the Underworld. When you stretch out your hand, you smash your hands, and when you kick your feet, you smash your feet. Hit wherever you get caught.

"How many treasures does this Wang Yuanfang have?" This time, everyone shut up, and they didn't dare to joke anymore or talk nonsense. I was afraid that some treasure of my sect would fall into Wang Yuanfang's hands.

Ye Dayang, Long Huteng, Abbot Xinyong, and Lin Sanqing, who were stolen by Wang Yuanfang to learn cheats or take magic weapons, are now all with bitter gourd faces. Because, they have a faint feeling that these things are like meat buns beating dogs. It's basically impossible to come back.

And in the crowd, there was one person whose face was even more ugly than that of these leaders, and it was as black as the bottom of a pot. This person is Wang Daozi, a thin old man. Because, these things were originally his, but they were snatched by Wang Yuanfang, and he never had a chance to get them back.

Wang Daozi originally wanted to wait a little longer, wait for the right time, and then snatch these things back from Wang Yuanfang. However, Wang Yuanfang's cultivation growth was like riding a rocket. The inconspicuous little Taoist priest who was chased by him before... Ahh All in all, Wang Yuanfang is no longer what it used to be, and it is impossible for Wang Daozi to snatch these things back from Wang Yuanfang.

And, this bunny cub is here today to put these things on the spot. In the future, the eyes of the entire spell world will definitely be staring at him, and I am afraid that I will not have a chance to make a secret hand if I want to!