"It's... This is the Fuhu Pagoda ......"

"I seem to remember..."

"This is the Fuhu Pagoda of Dalong Temple? Lao Tzu is a little impressed...... The stinky little ghost actually came to the Fish Sect by fishing in troubled waters. Accompanied by some disciples' discussions. As soon as the bearded man's expression turned, he saw through the origin of Teng's desire.

It's just that the Yuzong doesn't let it go, but it's okay.

"It's really a rough little doll, with a good magic weapon, but it can only exert brute force. Nan Thirteen's words echoed in Tengyu's mind, very dissatisfied.

"Cut. ”

"If you don't become the old man's apprentice, the old man will probably teach you how to beat this little bald head all over the ground to find teeth. ”

"No way. Teng Xiang snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and the Kurong Law roared, and his left hand pressed downward, and the moon in the well quickly condensed.

"Although these two techniques are good, they are time-consuming and laborious, how can the enemy give you time?" Just in Nan Thirteen's disappointment, the corners of Wang Bang's mouth rose, and he really stepped forward.

"Re-condensation!"

"Hmph, draw the bow!" Teng Xiang saw that the other party was about to condense the layers of tortoise shells again, and immediately his heart moved, and he controlled the ancestor of the Great Dragon Temple in the storage bag, and suddenly pulled up the stone bow.

Wang Fang, who was smiling at the skin and didn't smile, was shocked.

Teng Desire's hands were open, and the storage bag flew out in an instant, and a strong concussive force was vented in an instant.

There was a bang,

Wang Bang sneered, and said again: "Bomb!"

The tortoise shell in his hand exploded again, and with a bang, part of the anti-shock force echoed, and Teng's body directly reversed. Wang Bang was no better, he retreated dozens of feet, only to hear a commotion, and fell directly into a ball of water balloons.

"Stupid, he is a horned turtle water body, the moon in the well is useless, and he will be killed directly by an arrow if he is an old man. Nan Thirteen's spiritual consciousness chattered, and he was quite irritable when he listened to it.

"Who said that this technique is useless, don't pick bones in the egg, give me condensation!" he waved his left hand fiercely, and suddenly saw the lake below drop by as much as a foot.

"Stinky little ghost, do you want to trap me with water?" Wang Fang laughed, and then slapped his hands, and one piece after another of tortoise shells appeared up and down his body, smooth and delicate, crystal clear.

These tortoise shells are like mirrors, refracting countless phantoms, and it is impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"Look at the master, I'll blow you up, hehehe. The arrogant and domineering voice came from all directions, only to hear a few loud bangs, and it stopped abruptly in the blink of an eye.

But seeing that Wang Zhan was about to use a trick to get close again, he fell into a cloud of water again on the way to the approach.

The water only manifests itself the moment it hits it, and not only that, but it is viscous like a swamp, and the water pressure is extremely heavy.

Even if he used the horned turtle water body, he was a little unbearable, although these water balls couldn't trap him, but they could make his unexpected blow reveal a flaw, and the speed slowed down, and it was even more clearly seen by Teng Desire.

"Keep bombing," Teng wanted to look at Wang Bang mockingly, his eyes showed contempt, and he stepped quickly, holding a nameless sword, and wiped it out with a sword.

The sword qi slashed horizontally, fleetingly.

The blood splashed and directly cut Wang Bang's left hand in half, causing the other party to scream in pain, and the horned turtle's water body instantly dissipated, gathering on his broken arm.

"Dry!" Seeing this, Teng wanted to immediately slapped his right hand with thick smoke at Wang Fang, and the scorching heat made the water balloon boil in an instant.

"Hand over the Lingbao. ”

"Master hasn't lost yet. "Wang Fang's scalded flesh blossomed, and his left hand was rapidly condensing, which was the hand of a transparent water body.

Teng Xiang smiled cruelly, slapped the top of the other party's head, and sneered: "The hand can be condensed, is this head also possible?"

"No... After Wang Fang's left hand condensed, pieces of tortoise shells immediately appeared on his body, completely enveloping himself in layers. Bursts of green light bloomed, as if they were about to explode.

"Blow up,!"

"Blow you up and give me a crackdown. Teng Xiang was tired of this repeated trick, and with a nameless wave, he cut off the opponent's left hand again.

"You... No... What kind of sword is this...... "Wang Fang was stunned, this ordinary short sword was like cutting tofu, and it was easy to cut off his newly condensed left hand again......

The tortoise shell that was about to explode shrank and disappeared without a trace.

With a wave of Teng Desire's sleeves, Fuhu Tower flew in and took Wang Bang in. But listening to the screams in the tower continued, it made people get goosebumps.

Leaving a dead silence all around, and frightening flowers.

"That's... What kind of sword is that......"

"Did Wang Fry lose?"

"What the hell is going ......on?"

After a moment of dead silence, there was an uproar.

The king was in disbelief, his breath was short, and Wang Zhan, who had been pressing on his head, was actually defeated by the other party in three or two strokes. He even had the illusion that it was easy for Teng to kill Wang Zhan, and this thought couldn't help but send chills down his spine.

His delusion was right, Teng Xuan could indeed completely kill Wang Zhan, of course, in close proximity, a nameless sword was enough to blow Wang up to eight pieces.

It's a pity to just kill it, and it's too lawless, if he makes Yuzong unhappy, he should really be in a dilemma.

There are not many means for this king to blow up, but it is extremely difficult, if it weren't for the fact that Jing Zhongyue was sleepy for a while and a half, he would really blow up non-stop, and he couldn't get close at all.

In the end, it is he who suffers. And that stinky thirteen, who chattered a lot, didn't help him, he knew to find faults. Although he sent him a few spiritual treasures, his tone became more and more arrogant, and he was very proud.

Teng Yi fell, levitating the Fuhu Tower in his hand, and said to Huahua: "What about now." ”

"Senior... You... Why are you so powerful. Huahua stammered in surprise, just took a breath, and sweated for it.

At this moment, a slightly angry rebuke came from the top of Wang Mountain: "Enough, release the master's apprentice!"

This voice is like spring thunder, and the mountains and rivers tremble, it is a half-saint powerhouse!

"Hey, old bald donkey, you're finally out, hurry up, drink with the old man. It was Nan Thirteen's voice, not loud, but Teng wanted to hear it clearly.

"You ......"

"What are you, this Yuzong, there are few old men who remember, hurry up, call out the other old guys, don't get drunk and don't return." ”

"Well, you brought that doll, why do you have to release my apprentice!"

"Yes, yes, let it out, little doll, let that turtle son out. ”

Teng Yu's face suddenly became strange when he heard this, and he didn't move, but rushed towards the mountain where Wang Zhan was.

"Stinky little ghost, don't know what to do, just learn from each other, point to the end, if you don't release it, I will expel you from the Fish Sect. Wang Zhan's tone was very tough, and his cultivation spread, forming a suffocating coercion condensed on the top of Teng Desire's head.