Wang Shen didn't have the brains to pay attention to his demeanor and posture, if it weren't for Peng Yan's introduction, he wouldn't have noticed that there was a figure in white leaning under the eaves of the building on his right. When Peng Yan pointed his finger at the painter, Wang Shen looked over in amazement, and saw that Zhen Miao, the painter, was wearing a long white robe, hair hanging down his waist, and his feminine and delicate facial features and snow-white slender hands made him look like a male disciple of the Tianshan faction, but the male disciple of the Tianshan faction did not have the yin and evil aura of his body. Wang Shen, who was so close at hand, couldn't even detect his existence, and based on this alone, it could be concluded that his cultivation must be above his senior brother Peng Yan.

"Oh, by the way, and those three Fuso friends. Therefore, such a luxurious lineup is invited from afar, and it will be inappropriate for Wang Gongzi to shirk it again! Peng Yan unfolded the folding fan again and said while fanning.

Wang Shen secretly mused: "Fusang? Oh...... Yes, the Japanese. No wonder you had such a strange accent when you called me just now. ”

"How did you get us here?" Wang Shen asked the last question in his mind.

Peng Yan said with a smile: "It's not the 'Magatama Rune' sponsored by Fusang's friends, it's a good thing that can specify the teleportation location, there is one less one in the world, if it weren't for you, how could they be willing to use it." He put away the folding fan and knocked it on his left palm, and said coldly: "Okay, enough superfluous words, did Wang Gongzi take the initiative to follow us?" Or shall we do it ourselves? ”

Wang Shen said: "If you can eat my punch, I'll go with you!" With that, a punch was blasted out, and a golden fist went straight to the heart of Peng Yan, a scholar who was scattered.

Peng Yan was calm, and it wasn't until Wang Shen's words were halfway through that he unfolded the folding fan again and smiled contemptuously. But it wasn't until that punch came out that he realized that something was wrong, and at this time, Zhen Miao's voice also came in his mind: "Senior brother! I can't hold it, fast gear! ”

The reason why the people of Huasan are so transmitted is because the power of the thunder and lightning has almost touched Peng Yan's body, and it is impossible to dodge again. Peng Yan is not an ordinary person, he naturally saw the ridiculously strong strength in this punch at the same moment, and suddenly held the fan in both hands, and gathered his life's strength to use the fan as a shield to receive Wang Shen's punch.

It was as if a cannonball exploded in the ears of everyone present, and Peng Yan flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, falling and rolling like a ball along the way, leaving a deep pit with a diameter of several meters every time he hit the ground, and fell to the end of the street two kilometers away, crashed through the brick wall and fell into the lobby of a hotel, and then collapsed two walls on the first floor of the hotel before finally stopping castration.

Lu Yixiao and the other six fairies' cherry mouths opened so much that the boss couldn't close them anymore, they heard about Wang Shen's extraordinary, but they never dreamed that he would have such an amazing art career at such an age, if this punch hit them just now, I am afraid that a hundred of them would be wiped out in an instant, and it was ridiculous that they had spoken so badly to him earlier. The head of the sect made an exception to allow him to cultivate in the Tianshan Mountains, and it seemed that there was naturally a deep meaning, not to mention that this person cultivated to the heavens at a young age, and the most commendable thing was that he was upright and not chivalrous, maybe he was a figure who could succeed Zhang Tianshi in the future to take charge of the Heavenly Dao Alliance and lead the Chinese cultivation world.

Thinking of this, the six fairies could no longer suppress the divergence of their imaginations, and they all had their own thoughts, and they really couldn't communicate with outsiders.

And Zhen Miao, the painter, and the three Japanese Shinto disciples who were hiding in the shadows were also dumbfounded, no one could have imagined that an eight-year-old child could have such power.

The white shadow flickered, Zhen Miao fell in front of Wang Shen, and he asked with a pale face, "What kind of cultivation are you?" What kind of punch is that? ”

When Wang Shen saw that his treacherous plan had succeeded, he couldn't help but smile and said, "As you can see, I am the third layer of the foundation building period." As for this boxing method, it doesn't hurt to tell you, this is called Chaos Open Heaven Fist, in fact, if you want to learn it, I can teach it to you! Hey. ”

When he said the first sentence to Peng Yan, a scholar who was a scholar, Wang Shen secretly ran the "Nine Li and Nine Tibetan Scriptures" to absorb the power of the sun, moon and stars and store it in the dantian and the major tricks, and when Peng Yan finished the last sentence, the incomparable pure yang true power had filled the entire dantian, especially like a full crossbow and was ready to fly, with the sentence "If you can eat my punch, I will go with you!" The voice dropped a "Chaos Open Heaven Fist" and blasted straight into Peng Yan's front heart, the thunder was unstoppable, Peng Yan and Zhen Miao were all confused by his delaying time, causing Peng Yan to finally land.

And Wang Shen said to Zhen Miao that he could teach him, but he was really not joking, this punch method is all thanks to the infusion of a huge amount of true yuan, the more abundant the user's true power, the more terrifying the power of his fist, if he wants to reach the peak of power, a punch to blast out of a thousand years of overhaul will also deplete the true yuan, there is no other reason to talk about at all. This kind of loser technique ordinary people can only hurt the enemy by 1,000 and damage 800 after learning, if the real strength reserve is not as good as the opponent, I am afraid that after a punch, I can only wait to be killed, so even Tie Xiangwen and Nangong Yao, the two predecessors of the Divine Realm, cannot afford to use it, so I am afraid that the only person in this world who can afford to use this trick is Wang Shen, a person with a chaotic physique.

Although Wang Shen said "sincere", it was downright ridicule to Zhen Miao, his handsome face showed a grim smile, said hello three times in a row, and with a flick of his sleeves, a colorful iron brush appeared in his hand, and the brilliant colors at the end of the pen flowed slowly, as if he could paint at any time in the void without paper support.

This person's brush made Wang Shen can't help but think of Zhang Qingqing's spirit sword "Rainbow", but after thinking about it, how can this kind of guy be compared to his aunt?

The colorful light produced by Zhang Qingqing's rainbow is the natural nature of the original spirit, and the flowing color on the tip of this guy's pen is what material he doesn't know what material is filled in the pen, and he uses his real power to constantly force it out on the tip of the pen and does not disperse, and the effect of the slow flow is that he deliberately pretends to be a ghost, and it is disrespectful to Zhang Qingqing to put him and Zhang Qingqing together.

Although Wang Shen was disdainful in his heart, he didn't dare to take it lightly at any time, he didn't have foreign aid of Zhang Qingqing's level at the moment, and the six Tianshan sisters would be all right if they didn't drag him down, and they couldn't be expected to act as combat power at this moment.

At this time, three Shinto disciples appeared on the rooftops in the west, east, and southwest directions, surrounding Wang Shen and Zhen Miao in a triangle.

Zhen Miao, the painter, pointed at Wang Shen with an iron brush, the brilliant colored light condensed into one point, and the coercion shrouded Wang Shen in it, Wang Shen subconsciously felt that all his weaknesses and flaws were under the constant surveillance of the other party, and there was nothing to hide and conceal.

The colored light flashed, and Wang Shen saw Zhen Miao raise his hand, and the ink-textured cinnabar stone greening made a long winding dragon shot towards Wang Shen.

The mountain heart jade around his neck gave birth to an induction warning, and it was telling Wang Shen that this exercise could not be parried. Wang Shen immediately understood, because this colorful water column-like thing contained an indescribable evil aura, which could only dodge and dodge, if the blade or limb came into contact with it, that thing would inevitably follow the trail and drill into the meridian acupoints, although he didn't know what the next move was, but Wang Shen knew that as long as he was stained by that thing, he would never feel good. He immediately cast his divine action, instantly moving several meters sideways to avoid the colorful rays.

However, Zhen Miao's offensive was far more than that, and then the colorful dragon seemed to have turned into a thousand ways, no matter where Wang Shen hid, there would be a colored light shooting towards his landing point, if it wasn't for learning the "divine practice" of the Pianca family, Wang Shen would probably have already fallen into the Tao at this moment. He didn't dare to be careless at all, Zhen Miao's color light offensive was too fast, and he had to run the talisman magic skill "Enron" to the extreme, so that he could divide some of his mind to hand over the sword and fight back, but if he used Enron with all his might, it would definitely take away most of the true power operating in his dantian, and the power of the sword skills he could exert would inevitably be greatly reduced.

"Whoosh!"

The light of the knife flashed, and Wang Shen's neck was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he only felt that his throat was almost broken, and he flew backwards.

It turned out that the three Shinto disciples lurking in the shadows made a move, and the three of them appeared in the field at some point, standing side by side, at this time each of them was carrying a Tai knife in their hands, and the long knife in the hand of the person with the green dragon pattern face was still buzzing, and it was he who used the Tiger Flow Yi-Juhe to sneak attack Wang Shen. However, what he didn't expect was that he wanted to directly cut Wang Shen's throat and then capture him alive for treatment, but he never expected Wang Shen's body protection technique to be so tough, so that the kid took him with a knife in the throat and was unscathed.

Wang Shen covered his throat for a long time before he could breathe, if he didn't have the strange treasure of Mountain Heart Jade, even if the Japanese didn't cut off his head, he would definitely cut his throat. Wang Shen raised his head and saw three Japanese standing in a row, each carrying a Japanese sword, and the posture of the three of them was surprisingly consistent, as if it were a replica. An evil fire surged into his heart, and Wang Shenxiao's heart had already moved to kill.

At this moment, a figure suddenly fell, blocking in front of the three Shinto disciples and Zhen Miao, this person deliberately fell heavily to the ground, trampling the ground apart, and smoke and dust rose for a while. This person was Peng Yan, a scholar who had just punched Wang Shen, and at this time, his originally handsome face was extremely distorted, gritting his teeth and living like a hellish ghost.

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On that day, the Wengyisan people gave up a sloppy Tibetan and found the two of them, and explained how they met Wang Shen.

He Wen, the master of the two immortals of calligraphy and painting, followed the ancient god Emperor Emperor Jun a long time ago, and ten years ago Emperor Jun founded the "Temple", and Lan Shusheng directly became the founder of the temple, and his status was second only to the three murderers of the ancients and the twenty-eight residences, and even the once invincible Venerable, Baihua Immortal, Yan Nanfeng, Fan Ba, Qiye Zhenren, Fu Yan Zhenren and other top powerhouses are now subservient to the leadership of the master.

The temple and foreign Freemasons are currently cooperating, and the two forces have a common target - the key, and the Lan scholar who has access to the high secret knows the true identity of the key, that is, Wang Shen, and because of the convenient relationship between the master and the scholar Lan, the two immortals of calligraphy and painting have seen Wang Shen's detailed information: where he lives, where he goes to school, what he cultivates, what he likes to eat, what he likes to do, and Wang Shen's life photos that will be updated every once in a while.

After Weng Yisanren finished talking about Wang Shen's physical characteristics, Peng Yan took out a photo of Wang Shen and showed it to him.

"That's right! That's the kid! "The people of Wengyisan seemed to see the enemy of life, and their eyes seemed to be spewing flames.

The two immortals of calligraphy and painting quietly exchanged words, and then shot out together, one slapped the Tianling cover of the urn Yisan people, and the other slapped his lower abdomen dantian.