As the leading clan of the Flood Wilderness, the Wu Clan's reputation is very great. And because of the inheritance relationship between the Wu clan and the Pangu gods, many monks will take this place as a must-visit stop when they travel, and visit it carefully, in the hope that they can have some understanding and increase their cultivation. As a marginal tribe of the Wu tribe, the Houxian tribe of the Houtu tribe will naturally receive many monks.

Tailing, Taiyun, and Taifeng are such monks. The three of them were a wisp of aura, a cloud, and a breeze on Tailuan Mountain, and they were transformed for thousands of years, so they became brothers and sisters as soon as they were born. Among them, Tai Ling is the eldest brother, Tai Yun is the second sister, and Tai Feng is the third brother. The three brothers and sisters thought about and practiced penance for 800 years, and finally achieved the immortal, at this time they did not have enough knowledge, so they left Tailuan Mountain to travel in the flood wilderness, and came to the Wu Houxian tribe.

"Brother, the Wu Clan is really very different from us!"

The wind is a gentle wind, and the surname is the most erratic. Although he has been in the Wu clan for more than a dozen days, every time he sees a witch, he will still make a fuss.

Tai Ling is the elder, his surname is calm, and he frowned slightly when he heard this: "Little brother, don't be so loud, be a little more restrained!"

As the head of the three, Tai Ling has developed the habit of thinking about the three siblings at all times. The three of his brothers and sisters are within the Wu clan, so they must pay attention to something. No matter how bold the Wu clan is, they must not like this attitude of treating themselves as strange objects. It's just the first time we meet, and it's very likely to cause trouble in the long run!

"Yes. Taifeng responded, and immediately kept silent, but the look of surprise still stayed on his face a little.

As the three of them walked and watched, they suddenly found that many witches suddenly stopped what they were doing, like a stream of water gathering together, rushing towards the west, and they were immediately puzzled.

Taifeng thought for a moment, and immediately called out in surprise: "They're going to the battle field! Brother, let's go and see it too!"

When Taiyun heard this, his willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face showed disgust.

She is a cloud-shaped, born quiet and peaceful, who prefers a leisurely life and reverses all fighting. She also knew the way the witch clan fought, it was like a fight between mortal beings. If she can still endure the fighting between monks, the battle of the Wu clan makes her unsightly!

But she knew that the three of her brother and sister had traveled, the younger brother liked this kind of scene, and the elder brother hoped to seize all opportunities to increase his cultivation, so he held back the reluctance in his heart and said, "Brother, let's go and have a look!"

Tai Ling glanced at Taiyun gratefully, patted his sister's shoulder, and then said, "Let's go!"

Taifeng cheered and took the lead. Seeing this, Tailing Taiyun couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and he followed.

By the time the two of them came to the battle ground, Taifeng had already communicated a lot with the witches on the sidelines and got a lot of news.

"Brother, second sister, this is not a battle between witches, but a battle between monks and witches!" Taifeng said happily, "It's a monk like us!"

"Oh?!" Tai Ling was surprised when he heard this: he knew that the way the shaman fought was very different from the monk. Unless there is a life-and-death struggle between the two, if it is an ordinary fight, it will be extremely unpleasant for both sides, both sides are not suitable for simplicity, and the straightforward shaman will even refuse to fight with the monk because of this.

Is there a battle between a monk and a shaman?

"This monk seems to be called White Night. It is said that he came to the Wu Clan ten years ago, and soon began to retreat. Probably once or twice a year, he comes out to fight, and then goes back to retreat!" Taifeng gushed out all the news he had just gotten: "Those witches said that he seems to have learned something from the witch clan, and the way of fighting has become very strange!"

As soon as he said this, Taiyun was also interested, and she nodded lightly and said, "Brother, let's step forward." ”

They are here to gain knowledge and understanding, and now that other monks have comprehended in front of them, and to show this understanding, they will naturally not retreat, but will come forward to observe, in the hope that they can also make progress.

Tailing nodded and walked forward. As soon as the three brothers walked to the infield, they saw the two standing opposite each other in the field. One is the sorcerer Tutian who has dealt with them, and the other is a Taoist with a crown belt on his head and a cyan robe.

"It should also be the Heavenly Immortal Rank. But the cultivation is deeper than ours!" Tai Ling's cultivation is the deepest, and after concentrating for a moment, he already knows that although this person is also a heavenly immortal, his cultivation is deeper than that of his three brothers and sisters.

Taiyun sensed it and nodded in approval. Taifeng glanced at the Taoist for a moment and muttered, "I didn't find anything strange...... Ah, here we go!"

There was an exclamation, but the two people in the scene were no longer silent, but started to move in unison. The shaman jumped up and swung his limbs, and every punch and kick brought a whirring wind and a dull pop, indicating that these movements contained great power. The Taoist is a wave of his sleeve robe, his body turns sharply, and he keeps defusing the opponent's attacks.

"What, it's no different......" Taifeng sighed with a lack of interest: "It's exactly the same as us!"

Taifeng's complaint did not cause Tai Ling and Tai Yun to echo him. Both of them knew that what was in front of them was just the beginning, the witch had not yet used his magic power, and the Taoist had not used the magic weapon, this was just a warm-up for the two.

The real battle is yet to go!

Sure enough, after a moment, the sorcerer suddenly took a step back until he stood up, and a large area of earthy yellow light rose from his body, exuding an extremely heavy aura. The Taoist also stood tall, and the Taoist robe on his body swelled endlessly, as if there were monstrous waves under it.

Here it comes!

Tai Ling and Tai Yun held their breath and stared, their eyes firmly fixed on the Daoist, observing his next changes.

What kind of realization?

In the next split second, they noticed the change.

The sorcerer's sturdy arms glowing with earthy yellow light were like thunder and lightning, and in an instant, he crossed the distance between the two of them and smashed his fist towards the door of the Taoist!

Seeing that this Daoist was about to turn into a meatloaf according to his conjecture, a fist suddenly appeared in front of the Daoist and met the attack of the witch!

The two fists slammed together, and the explosion sound swept through the audience with the distortion of the air! The aftermath of this wave of attacks had not yet disappeared, and a loud bang sounded again! But in the middle of the clearing, the Taoist had already waved his limbs and fought with the witch! The two of them punched and kicked, and they fought against each other purely physically, and they were evenly matched!

Tai Ling was extremely frightened, and lost his voice on the spot: "The real body of the Wu Clan?!"

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