Just as the old Taoist had a pain in his nose and suddenly became red, the wooden handle at the tail of the floating dust was still moving in the air, and the white beard was hurrying to catch it.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, I ate the dust stick and knocked on my forehead.

"Ouch." Baibei shouted in pain, and subconsciously hugged his head directly.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, it was the chin again!

When I quickly protected it, it was on my shoulders again...

On the head...

On the face...

On the nose...

From a distance, the white-bearded old Taoist at this time was like dancing an old disco, twisting his body wildly with the inexplicable rhythm.

Up and down, left and right.

At the same time, the white-bearded old man was accompanied by the screams of different colors and styles.

To some extent, this is more magical than the magical movements and hits.

The white-bearded old Taoist twisted his body, which was even more beautiful and weird.

The people from the Mysterious People Alliance were laughing happily. Mo Yang, Dao Shier and Liu Fang, the three people from Earth, laughed so hard that they turned back and forth, and turned around four or five forks.

The disciples of Tianji Palace were all angry and their faces turned red. If they wanted to help, everyone understood that rushing forward was just to die and be a sandbag, but they watched their leader be so...

This is not considered a beating, it is a complete humiliation...

I can only be helpless in the place full of embarrassment!

Zhong Beihai had already buried his head lower at some point, and his head was almost put in his pants.

However, unlike other disciples, Zhong Beihai was not angry at all. In his words, this was called the senior brother who was idle and had nothing to do, so he was just looking for a nail to play with.

That's the fuck Han Sanqian. Who doesn't mess with you and wants to mess with him...

Suddenly, Han Sanqian stopped, held the whisk in his hand, and handed it to the white-bearded old Taoist seriously.

At this time, the old Taoist white-bearded had already been paralyzed, and his body was still mechanically blocking the east and west, and continued to dance "dance..." like crazy and "loving it" and "dance...".

It was not until a long time before he suddenly realized that the pain that hit the body was gone. When he looked up again, he saw that the stick at the tail of the whisk was still aimed at him. He subconsciously moved again, and then he completely reflected it even more awkwardly.

The old white-bearded Taoist looked at Han Sanqian with an extremely contradictory look in fear and anger. He was naturally angry that Han Sanqian was like a monkey-like trick, and he was naturally afraid of... After all, this is not over. If he wants to come again suddenly, he can only continue to jump up and down.

"You..." He wanted to curse angrily, but he didn't dare to scold him at all. No matter how much he ignored, he took his whisk directly from Han Sanqian's hand and then set off again.

If it were before, with his fairy-like appearance and his whisk was swept, he would indeed look like a foreigner.

But now...

"puff!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The entire Mysterious People League burst into laughter.

The white-bearded Taoist, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, not only lost his momentum, but also because of his unique shape, exaggerated posture, and his aura that was completely unaware that I was still invincible in the world, it looked like a rooster who was learning from a phoenix to spread his wings and looked down on the world.

"See if he looks like a chicken with hairless hairs removed! Hahahaha!" Dao Shier shouted loudly and burst into laughter.

When he shouted, the people below laughed even more.

When the old white-bearded Taoist heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was simply glaring at the eyes. When he turned around, he saw that many people were laughing and he was so angry that his blood was almost spurting out.

"Shut up, stop, you all shut up." He shouted at everyone angrily, and the old white-bearded Taoist suddenly turned around and stared at Han Sanqian tightly.

That's right, it was the impetuous young man in front of him who made him like this.

Who is he? He is the head of Tianji Palace and has always been a high and majestic existence in front of everyone.

But now...

The image of these two thousand years has collapsed in an instant.

Yes, it was all caused by this guy in front of me. If he hadn't been messing around here, how could he have...

"You kid are shameless and despicable. I swear, I will not bear with you!"

"Return to come?" Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully.

"The air is broken!!"

boom!

As soon as the white-bearded old Taoist finished speaking, the green air on his body suddenly spread, and everyone who was blowing very close to him was pushed down by the wind.

"You ruin your mother!"

With an angry shout, the next second, a figure turned into a stream of light.

boom!

The white-bearded old Taoist, who seemed to be extremely powerful, released his energy fiercely on the spot, but before he could pretend, as Han Sanqian's figure turned into a stream of light, the next second, the white-bearded old Taoist had disappeared from the spot.

When it came to me again, there was a muffled sound from the wall.

The white-bearded Taoist's body was almost exactly the same as Chen Shimin just now. He was pushed into the wall and played with an inlay...

The whole person's full of energy was over before he started pretending, it was over.

Han Sanqian relaxed and shook his head helplessly. If he wanted to fight in such a place, would he really not be able to push the place upside down?

How could Han Sanqian watch as everyone is completely in danger of zombie groups without a protective room?

Therefore, he would hardly give the white-bearded veteran Taoist any chance, so Han Sanqian had already taken action.

"You, you, you!" The body was embedded in the wall, but the old Taoist white-bearded looked at Han Sanqian with his eyes tightly, with some shock, some horror, and some anger.

"You...you are not moral, young man, you are so despicable." After you had been doing a long time, the old white-bearded Taoist finally found a reasonable reason for himself and squirted angrily.

Han Sanqian found it very funny. On the battlefield, between punches and feet, he was just taking the initiative. This old beard didn't know what kind of method he was practicing. It took so long just to gather energy and strength. Can you blame others for being fast?!

"You are right, despicable and shameless, and you can let go of the fight if you have any habits." I don't know which disciple who knew nothing about life and death immediately responded, but when he shouted, the guy regretted it. When everyone looked at him, he glanced at Zhong Beihai who was pretending to be dead next to him, and chose "Go to die!"

"Old guy, because so many disciples under your sect are innocent, I don't want to talk nonsense to you, but if you dare to force yourself endlessly or move a lot of energy in the house, I will definitely throw you out and feed the zombies. I, Han Sanqian, will definitely keep my word."

After saying that, Han Sanqian got up and was about to leave.

"Wait, what did you... just say?"
Chapter completed!