Chapter 441: Group fight

There was no reason why everyone would suddenly lose their composure. Who was Wang Helou? If the disciples on Wudang Mountain were queuing together, there would probably be no objection to Wang Helou standing in the front.

Wudang is also a famous and decent sect that has lasted for thousands of years and has a profound foundation. Therefore, Wang Helou not only has high hopes, but at least has been given the mission of Wudang to travel around the world.

However, just like that, someone knocked down his fist? Is there any royal law, is there any heavenly law? Is there Zhenwu Emperor La in his eyes?

Li Keren, who was still the master of Emei Tower Yuefang, immediately rushed forward. It turned out that Emei and Wudang were close neighbors. There was a marriage between ancestors in their ancestors, and they even had a close family relationship back then... If Li Keren had just sat back and watched Wang Helou be destroyed.

If she is seriously injured by the hammer, she will definitely be blamed by Lou Yuefang's superiors.

Without saying a word, Li Keren took Wang Helou's thick arm and transferred his magic power to him. Wang Helou suddenly suffered such a heavy loss, his energy and blood surged and he couldn't take a breath, and he was like a mute who couldn't speak. But Li Keren

When someone's jade hand touched him, his rough old face suddenly turned red.

Looking again at the glaring Vajra Dharma, the ghost-faced man has withdrawn his magic power, and the Dharma has shrunk. He moved his wrists and scanned the whole place, but few people dared to look at him.

Only Tang Jiuhe, who was carrying the ghost general, had climbed down from the high platform and walked over.

Shen Qingshu knew how powerful Tang Jiuhe was. Nonsense, this guy still had his armor on his arm - if the husband fought hard against him, he would not suffer any loss of blood.

She hugged You Chuiyun's arm and said sweetly: "Ms. sir, this guy's armor is so powerful. Why don't we stay away from the edge for now? "

And You Chuiyun glanced at her, took out his arm, and then asked Shen Qingshu to hide behind: "Men fight, women don't make trouble, go behind!"

"Ms. sir..."

"Tsk, don't you understand me, madam?" You Chuiyun looked at Tang Jiuhe with some excitement, especially his gauntlets: "My husband, I can't help myself now, and I want to fight."

When You Chuiyun said this, his eyes glowed red, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Shen Qingshu stood there with an uncertain expression, and finally sighed quietly and murmured: "We have only been married for a few days. Of course my family doesn't know how powerful my husband is, and neither does my husband know how deep my family is."

You Chuiyun and Tang Jiuhe's Qi machines were locked with each other. Everyone present with any brains could tell that these two guys were about to confront each other, and they all watched with bated breath.

"If something goes wrong later, save people immediately -" the Holy Son of the Sun Moon God Sect whispered to the Saint.

Before the saint could react, she asked coldly: "Who to save?"

"Of course it's Tang Jiuhe, why don't you save the human demon on the other side?" Shengzi rolled his eyes.

"You don't think so highly of Tang Jiuhe?" the saint asked curiously.

The Holy Son's eyes were fixed on the ghost-faced man: "Have you forgotten that my intuition is very accurate... I think there is something wrong with that guy, a big problem."

"I'll teach you to read more on a daily basis. Now that the situation is bad, you can only use words like 'there's a problem'."

The saint didn't forget to teach him a lesson. The saint was angry, but then his full attention was drawn there.

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"Want it?" Tang Jiuhe shook the ghost general in his hands - and then rubbed his hands together, turning the ghost general into a ball. The ghost general wailed, but Tang Jiuhe still regarded it as a Cuju, and finally held it in his hand.

In his hand, he provoked You Chuiyun: "Get it yourself."

You Chuiyun didn't speak

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, but his steps became faster and faster, he pointed at Tang Jiuhe with one finger, and then raised it to shake his finger, which meant that you might not be good at it.

Quite polite and courteous.

Then I saw the ghost-faced body technique as fast as thunder, rushing in a straight line, like a galloping horse kicking up a long line of sand and dust.

Tang Jiuhe restrained his contempt. After all, the other party has the Buddha's Dharma in his body. If he rushes over and punches me, I have to be on guard. Even a copper-skinned and iron-boned man like Wang Helou will be punched and unable to speak.

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Sure enough, with his fighting spirit, Tang Jiuhe didn't care about interrogation or anything like that. He aimed the ghost ball at You Chuiyun and threw it out. The figure also flipped over and hit the ghost ball back into the tomb of the God King.

The ghost knocked him back and knocked down a piece of it, so he was saved.

"ah!"

"ha."

The two touched each other, and first they punched each other. Tang Jiuhe did not move the hand of the general, because he wanted to test the opponent's depth. Unexpectedly, he almost broke his hand bone in such a try!

Damn it - why does it feel familiar? Tang Jiuhe couldn't think of that much, and without any hesitation, he punched the man with the God General's gauntlet.

But this ghost-faced man was not afraid of the power of the divine general's armor at all, and he also used his fist to defend it with his other hand.

But of course some seasoning has to be added. The Angry-Eye King Kong suddenly stood up, and the sky was filled with gold with this punch.

boom!

A terrifying wave of air spread out from the center of the circle between the two people, blowing down the dry vegetation nearby.

With this punch, the glaring Vajra Dharma image behind the ghost-faced man dimmed in an instant - but Tang Jiuhe's fist was still hard, but his wrist bones ached slightly.

But this round, Tang Jiuhe had the advantage, so he laughed wildly and struck while the iron was hot, and his fist fell towards the opponent's Tianling Gai.

Unexpectedly, the opponent acted according to the opportunity and no longer fought hard with his own divine general's armor. Instead, he used a martial arts move, turning his fist into a palm. He took off the strength of Tang Jiuhe's fist like rubbing clothes and slapped him on the elbow.

On top, the other hand had touched the opponent's belly without knowing when. The force was so strong that Tang Jiuhe couldn't use any brute force, but he was touched to cover the door.

Just listen to the sound!

King Kong punched Tang Jiuhe's dantian. Tang Jiuhe was shocked all over. The punch hit him so hard that his eyes popped out and his mouth opened wide.

Tang Jiuhe bowed and slowly knelt down under everyone's gaze. His hands were still on the ghost-faced man, dragging him from his chest to his heels.

"you you……"

"A monk."

Instead, the ghost-faced man touched Tang Jiuhe's Tianling Cap and said in a slow voice: "Just hide in the distance and throw your stars. You have to fight hand-to-hand? Who is used to this bad habit?"

When he said this, the ghost-faced man's eyes seemed to be glancing towards the distant mountain top intentionally or unintentionally, and Tang Jiuhe's father was already holding the magic formula, ready to teleport there at any time.

But he didn't. Although Tang Tianzun still held the teleportation secret, it never triggered it.

Ren Shenghao asked strangely: "Tang Tianzun, are you not afraid that the young master will be killed?"

"No."

The one who answered him was the old monk who was staring intently at the ghost-faced man and said, "This man has no murderous intention. Forgive me for being presumptuous. Tang Tianzun's move is also beneficial to Mr. Tang."

"reconciliation?"

"Cut down his edge and let him know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."

Tang Tianzun also sighed and nodded slowly: "Jiuhe is above the heaven, and there are people everywhere who look at my face and give in to him, and finally let him develop into a flying man.

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Being domineering and arrogant is the fault of a son who does not teach his father! I see today that he understands what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky."

Tang Tianzun looked at the old monk at this time: "Master, are you curious that a mere evil heretic can possess the Dharma of the Angry-Eye Vajra at a young age? As far as I know, in our Tingfeng world, there is probably no inheritance of the Angry-Eye Vajra.

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Hit the mark.

There is no inheritance of Angry Eyes Vajra in Tingfeng Realm, not even in the Landuo Temple of the Great Orthodox Sect of Buddhism. So how come this little kid with a ghost mask possesses such a unique skill?

In other words, if this little kid is kidnapped and brought back, wouldn’t Landuo Temple have the authentic inheritance of Angry-Eye Vajra? Wouldn’t that be immeasurable merit?

For a moment, even the old monk who was practicing Qing Dynasty was very tempted, and his eyes towards the ghost-faced man had more meaning.

"If my son asks for help later and the master gives me a helping hand, I will naturally help the master capture this son."

As expected, Tang Tianzun was really old-fashioned. As soon as he said the words, everyone in the group sighed, but the old monk was stunned for a moment, then clasped his hands and remained silent, which was regarded as his consent.

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Tang Jiuhe was huddled there, while the saints and saints of the Sun Moon God Sect had long since seen that the situation was amiss and joined forces to kill him.

Li Keren from Lou Yuefang, Wang Helou who had regrouped, followed closely, and Yin Po and other experts also followed behind.

"Let's take him down together! I don't think he can resist." The Holy Son's stomach was burning with the magic power of the sun, and he rushed over with steam.

"Even if you are powerful, you shouldn't be so trusting, facing so many of us by yourself! Just surrender and capture us."

The Holy Son shouted: "Everyone, don't hold back!"

Then what You Chuiyun saw was the sky full of flying swords, talismans, magic weapons, and even all kinds of hidden weapons flying in from afar.

Obviously these people were not fools. They knew that You Chuiyun was powerful in close combat, so Laoyuan used his trump card.

Although the bite of the ant is not painful, it cannot stop thousands of people. Although the ghost-faced man is strong, he is not strong enough to regard these things that are thrown at him as nothing.

In an instant, more than a dozen flying swords of various kinds were thrust in, seemingly trying to poke a dozen holes in the ghost-faced man in one go.

The ghost-faced body technique was extremely fast, and with just a few twists, it easily avoided the edge of the flying sword.

However, things are not that easy. There are naturally traps and restrictions in those talismans and magic weapons.

The soil at You Chuiyun's feet suddenly became as soft as a quagmire, sticky to his feet. His tossing and turning speed immediately slowed down. As he walked up into the air, he was hit by all kinds of lightning, ice picks, and earth walls, leaving him nowhere to escape.

And Feijian also took advantage of his illness to kill him, and chased after him with a cold light flashing all over him.

"Hahahaha, do you really think we don't dare to beat you up in a group?" The Holy Son laughed wildly, and the Holy Girl glanced at him with disgust: "Do you really think it's glorious? There are so many of us beating him up?"

The Holy Son immediately stopped laughing and looked stunned.

The Ghost-Faced Man had no choice but to use the Angry-Eye Vajra Dharma to resist, but the Dharma Appearance was already at the end of its strength, just like the previous Zhenwu Dharma Appearance. How could it still withstand it?

Like glass shattering, the Ghost-Faced Man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the Angry-Eye Vajra Dharma was shattered.

Magical treasures, talismans, spells, weapons, and hidden weapons all over the sky fell down.

"Ms. sir!"

Shen Qingshu gritted her teeth secretly. She was prepared to risk her life to save him, even tearing the skin on the back of her hand.

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