"Little Taoist priests don't know good and bad!" The old woman said in a cold voice: "My Long Granny made an exception and asked you to join my tomb sect to receive my personal teaching. You are still stubborn. In that case, don't blame my old woman for bullying the small! "

"Why do you have to talk nonsense with him? Look at my Zhu Dachang to help you clean up this kid. If my mother-in-law has a good look, let me be a dear wife!" The dwarf Zhu Dachang cried out strangely, and the whole person was actually Disappear out of thin air.

Chen Songzi was not afraid, holding Fuchen in his right hand, his body suddenly twisted 180 degrees, and Fuchen smashed his head.

The soft whisk in Chen Songzi’s hands turned out to be as straight as steel bars. The whisk smashed into the air, only to hear a scream, and Zhu Dachang yelled again, "Huangkou boy, dare to hit your Grandpa Zhu’s front teeth, almost If you follow your way, wouldn't the front tooth being dropped by you ruin my face? You know, Grandpa Zhu eats food on his face!"

While Zhu Dachang was speaking, he suddenly appeared beside Chen Songzi, and immediately caught Chen Songzi's lower body with a claw.

"Hey! Unexpectedly, after so many years, this short scumbag is still so insidious. If this Taoist doll is caught by him, wouldn't he have to cut off his sons and grandchildren?" Long Granny said with a sullen expression: "It's really dirty, you scumbag I don’t want to marry my girl!"

The Tibetan Sword Sect monk Zhu Wenxiu laughed and said: "Mother-in-law, you are wrong to blame this pig's intestine. He didn't deliberately grab the vitals, but was born short. Originally, this claw wanted to grab someone's chest, but he didn't want to get it. People's lower body, hahaha!"

The old woman glared at Zhu Wenxiu, stopped speaking, and focused on the two fighting parties again.

I saw that Zhu Dachang's move was about to succeed. At the moment of the moment, Chen Songzi's body retreated suddenly, and at the same time he squeezed a fist with his left hand and shouted, "Broken Mountain!"

The fists intersect, and only hearing a click, Zhu Dachang's fingers were broken to bones, and Chen Songzi's fists also showed three deep bone scars.

Zhu Dachang took a breath and shouted, "This little Taoist priest is so strong!"

The weakened version of the Tianxuan Shenquan is still quite powerful, but this Zhu Dachang does not know the goods, and thinks that it is only Chen Songzi's strength, and he is about to continue fighting against Chen Songzi for hundreds of rounds, but unexpectedly Chen Songzi's whisk suddenly grows longer and he is caught off guard. The lower part was actually strangled by the dust.

"Fun Jiang!"

Chen Songzi yelled again, the whisk of his right hand controlled Zhu Dachang's body, and the fist of his left hand smashed towards Zhu Dachang again.

Zhu Dachang was shocked. He didn’t expect that the little Taoist priests in this district of the gods were so fierce and powerful. I am afraid that the amount of spiritual power in his body is not much less than himself. In a hurry, Zhu Dachang can only Stand up your arms to block.

"boom!"

Chen Songzi smashed his fist and directly broke Zhu Dachang's arms, but Zhu Dachang held his life.

However, Chen Songzi's third punch followed closely, "Zhen Qiankun!"

Zhu Dachang didn't have time to call for help, so he cried out in his heart, "My life is over!"

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded, and a sword light pierced the sky like a shooting star. In a flash, it slashed towards Chen Songzi’s arm. If Chen Songzi insisted on punching Zhu Dachang to death, then his arms. It will definitely be cut by a sword.

If he was alone at this time, Chen Songzi would not hesitate to choose to use his left arm to exchange Zhu Dachang’s life, but now there is a silent door behind him, and Yan Qingcheng and others are still in retreat. What needs to be done is not to kill the enemy, but to delay time. Only when Yan Qingcheng and others successfully break through to the Golden Core Realm, may they be able to resolve this crisis in the silent door.

Based on this idea, Chen Songzi suddenly stopped and escaped the sword of Zhu Wenxiu from the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"Bah~" A harsh cutting sound sounded, and the whisk that held Zhu's large intestine's neck was severed, and Zhu's large intestine disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in the distance, shrugged his arms and gasped for a few times, then said to Zhu Wenxiu. : "Thank you, Brother Zhu, for your life-saving grace."

Zhu Wenxiu laughed, holding a sword in the air, and said: "Brother Zhu is polite, my four great ancient factions are in the same spirit, how can I stumble in this little silent door? Let's see how I broke my arm for Brother Zhu. hatred!"

"It's easy to talk!" Zhu Dachang roared: "I wish my brother Zhu Dachang for a year's consumption in the red light district!"

"Hmph! I saw that Zhang Tingbai was in the hands of this kid and dare to be so careless. You really deserve your Tiancun Sect to always be the bottom of the four ancient sects!" Long Granny said with a run.

Zhu Dachang was a little self-aware, and did not argue with Long Po Po, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to recover from the injury of his arms.

"You little Taoist priest is so insidious." Zhu Wenxiu pointed at Chen Songzi with a sword and said: "You have always used your left fist to fight against Zhang Ting. We thought that the whisk you held in your right hand was not for being cool or because of illness. But I didn't expect you to hide so deep, and use that little whisk to almost kill my Zhu brother, but in front of me, if you only use these three abuse methods, it is far from enough, what else? Get out as soon as possible!"

Zhu Wenxiu said it quite powerfully. In fact, he saw Chen Songzi's use of whisk to make Zhu Dachang suffer a big loss. He was worried that Chen Songzi still had any trump cards in his hand. If he could give him this one at a crucial point in the match, he was afraid. It's too much, so I want to swindle Chen Songzi first. If there are other means, he can also have a defense.

Didn’t Chen Songzi see Zhu Wenxiu’s tricks? It’s just that Chen Songzi’s practice time was short and he did it during the time when the earth’s spiritual energy was scarce. The strongest method was only the three punches taught by Master Chen Mo. Fuchen was still refined by himself when the earth's spiritual energy was resurrected, and now he was also destroyed by Zhu Wenxiu's sword.

However, he can't show his timidity, and pretends to be calm: "Other methods will naturally let you know later, why should you rush to die?"

"It's a big tone!" Hearing Chen Songzi's sarcasm, Zhu Wenxiu smiled angrily: "Take me a sword! The autumn water is the same!"

Between Tianshui and Tianshui, there is a line of separation.

There is a world of difference between these four ancient sects and those big family martial sects. The power of this sword used by Zhu Wenxiu actually makes people feel chills. Just to feel the power of this sword, Chen Songzi Knowing that he couldn't take this sword anyway.

If Zhu Wenxiu competes with him for the amount of spiritual power, Chen Songzi is confident that he can hold it for a while, but the lethality of this sword is so powerful that Chen Songzi has never seen it before. If the master is here, can he block this sword?

The master, who was unshakable in his heart, couldn't help but doubt it at this time.

"Oh! I knew that Zhu Wenxiu was so powerful. I might as well use my left arm to exchange that Zhu Dachang's life!" Chen Songzi was deeply regretful at this time.

Facing such a powerful sword, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate in his eyes, just subconsciously squeezing his left fist and preparing to throw a fist.

"The mountain can be broken, and Yue is still in front. If you want to throw a fist, you must move forward, so that you can break the mountain!" Just when Chen Songzi was about to break the jar, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

Chen Songzi looked overjoyed and lost her voice: "Master!"