"Snapped!"

At this critical moment, Wan Zheng's palms suddenly closed and clamped the sword that had stabbed in front of his eyes.

But he was wrong!

You know, what Master Taihui is holding is not a sword, but a wooden stick, a temporary wooden stick made of fallen leaves and branches!

His slap was so powerful that even an iron rod was flattened by him. How could a mere wooden stick withstand such a pinch?

The result was a crisp "snap" sound, and the wooden stick was broken into two pieces.

Then there was a series of explosions. The second half of the wooden stick poked Wan Zheng's palm continuously, breaking each piece, and sawdust flew in the air. However, the remaining front half was not affected at all, and it shot directly between his eyebrows!

Wan Zheng is indeed the best illusionist in the world, and he is indeed a ruthless character. Knowing that he cannot escape, in this flash of lightning and flint, he grits his teeth, his heart goes crazy, his head tilts to the right, and he

The blind left eye shot up!

"puff!"

A bloody arrow shot into the sky, and a twenty-centimetre-long wooden stick stabbed into his left eye socket without any bias!

Wan Zheng's life should not be cut off. His left eye was made of a steel ball. The wooden stick poked the smooth curved surface of the steel ball, and with the force of his head swing, the wooden stick slid to the left.

It cut a bone-deep cut in his left eye socket, rubbed his left temple and flew over, avoiding the fate of being penetrated through the head!

Wan Zheng was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, and his liver and gallbladder were split. As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. He was really afraid of this "Prajna Wisdom Sword". He was defeated by "Yiwusheng" last time.

As a result, one of his left eyes was lost due to the "monk's" move, and it was the same this time.

"Nima! This bald donkey is not a saintly monk. If he uses the third form of the 'Golden Dragon Demon Slayer Sword' again, I will give an explanation today. As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood! Let's run away.

Well, my life is at stake!"

Wanting to move, Wan Zheng rushed into the dense forest without saying a word. The color of his body and skin also changed accordingly, blending into the surrounding environment and disappearing without a trace.

In fact, Wan Zheng thought too much and was afraid of being beaten. How could Master Taihui have the strength to fight again at this moment?

After all, he was not a saintly monk, and his skills were limited. He used the two unique skills of the Spiritual Wisdom Sword and the Prajna Wisdom Sword one after another, which almost exhausted all his skills. It was already very difficult for him to remain standing without falling.

Seeing Wan Zheng disappear into the dense forest, Master Taihui's originally rosy face instantly turned pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly sat down cross-legged on the spot.

If Wan Zheng turned back at this moment, Master Taihui would undoubtedly die. However, he was frightened to death. He just hated that his lame leg was in the way and he couldn't run any faster. How could he dare to come back again?

North of Turtle Beach, on the top of Turtle Mountain, is the main altar of "Taiyin Gate".

In the hall, Duan Qing, the "Ghost Hand Po", is sitting at the top. She has black hair, a ruddy face, and fair skin. She is clearly in her early sixties due to her beauty skills, and she looks like a middle-aged Xu who still has charm.

Like a mother, people really can't associate her with the nickname "Ghost Hand Po".

On the left side of her head sits an old man in blue, and on the right side sit two delicate and beautiful girls, the two sisters Li Yan and Li Li.

Further down, there are twelve young girls on both sides, all dressed in smart clothes, with solemn expressions and serious expressions.

Duan Qingqing relaxed her eyebrows, her enchanting single phoenix eyes were gleaming with autumn. She looked at an old man in a blue robe sitting on the left, and said with a smile: "I have to thank Elder Chang Lanqing this time for leading Lan Tang."

My brothers and the humans and insects from the Forgotten Eight Clan came to help, thank you very much, little sister!"

Chang Lanqing stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Master Duan is serious! The founding master of your sect, Taiyin Xingjun, is the biological sister of our chief wife, Mrs. Laobangzi, and we are a family! Besides, eldest sister, you are the original one.

As a member of the Ganghongtang, we are all members of the same family, so there is no need to be polite!"

When he heard that he mentioned Taiyin Star Lord, Duan Qing's expression dimmed and he sighed: "Oh! I didn't expect that my master would see through the world of mortals and become a nun. The burden of the Taiyin Sect falls on my little sister. It's really hard for me

I'm a little overwhelmed, but thanks to the help of all the elders and brothers these days!"

Chang Lanqing chuckled and said: "People will grow old, and newcomers always have to stand out! Not only did you become the leader of the eldest sister, but even our boss Lu resigned from the position of gang leader. The red of our Hehai Gang

, White, Blue, Indigo, Black and the six halls of the Penitentiary Hall have all been replaced by new second-generation hall masters. We old bones are idle and idle. It is a rare opportunity to come out and relax our muscles and bones, which makes us feel comfortable.

Very good!"

"Is Boss Lu okay?" Duan Qing asked with concern.

"Good! Very good! Since I stepped down from the heavy responsibility of the gang leader and my grandson Lu Yan took over, I have devoted myself to worshiping Buddha and cultivating my body. My body is stronger than before, and my skills have also improved to a higher level, which makes us old friends envious.

It’s great! There are also a few old buddies who also join in the fun with him. It’s a pity that I don’t have this life. I am ignorant and have no skills. My brain hurts when I read Buddhist scriptures. I still like to run errands to join in the fun! Hahahaha..."

"Brother Chang, you are so kind and righteous! As the saying goes, old age is a supreme treasure! Brother Chang spares no effort in supporting the younger generation, which is a blessing among the gang. Who dares to say that you are uneducated and incompetent!"

Duan Qing pursed her lips and chuckled, her eyes flickered, and her voice was slightly squeaky. She looked more like a mature lady than a pure and ignorant girl. She was so happy that the seventy-year-old man couldn't smile from ear to ear. He was his favorite.

This is tuned.

At this time, a girl came in holding a large brocade box in both hands, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Report to the leader! The Battle of Turtle Beach was a complete victory, and the human-insect brothers scuttled the ship.

Ship, annihilate all 423 people in Longling Fort. The head of Jin Hong, the owner of the fort, is here, please take a look at it!"

After speaking, she gently opened the lid of the box and raised her hands above her head.

Duan Qing and Chang Lanqing looked inside and saw that it was indeed Jin Hong's head, which had been soaked in water and turned a little white.

Duan Qing was overjoyed and waved his sleeves and said: "Send the order! Kill pigs and sheep to reward the human and insect brothers, and allocate two thousand taels of gold to them as rewards according to their merits!"

The girl got the order and went down holding the brocade box.

Chang Lanqing stroked his beard and said happily: "Jin Hong, a clown, dares to go against us. I really don't know how to write the word death! This battle has made the reputation of the 'Taiyin Sect' within a radius of five hundred miles."

No one dares to tease the tiger’s beard anymore!”

Duan Qing felt proud in her heart, but she said humbly: "This is all Brother Chang's clever plan and strategizing! Thank you again, little sister!"

"Hey! We are all family members, no need to be polite!" Chang Lanqing said with a big wave of his hand.

Duan Qing's expression suddenly darkened, her eyes turned red, and she sighed quietly: "If my daughter Xiaofei is still here, I don't know how happy I would be? It's a pity that the murderer has not been found yet. It's really unfair to call me a mother."

It’s hard to sleep and eat well!”

After speaking, she burst into tears, raised her sleeves and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, which was indeed a bit heartbreaking to see.

The two sisters, Li Yan and Li Li, quickly stood up and left their seats. They both knelt down in front of Duan Qing and looked up at her, with tears in their eyes.

Sister Li Yan comforted her softly: "Master, don't be too sad. It's important to take care of yourself! Although sister is gone, the disciples are still there. We are all your biological daughters. Don't worry, the disciples will definitely find the murderer.

Crushed him to ashes to avenge Sister Xiaofei!"

"Everyone get up!"
Chapter completed!