The school field of Yan Dujun's Mansion is the size of three or four basketball courts, and it is a place for the guards in the palace to practice on weekdays, but at this time, it has been replaced by a Taoist master.

Yan Sanxun was on the right, Cai Guan was on the left, and the two looked at each other.

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi were next to each other, looking at the terrifying Sang Buli opposite, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, the shadow of the famous tree of people, the people on the Baixiao monk list are all representative talents, each of them is an elite, and each of them is an existence that can leapfrog the challenge, not to mention the sixth place of the top ten gentlemen, they are not even sure at all.

Sang Buli was also scanning the other party's camp, his brows furrowed tightly, and he turned around and asked, "What about Zhou Fengchen?"

Behind him stood a man and two women, both girls were Maoshan disciples, eighteen or nineteen years old, boys in their early twenties, Lingmen disciples, and they were the younger generations of Sang Buli.

The three of them had also heard of Zhou Fengchen, but they hadn't seen it, and when they saw Sang Buli asking, they had to shake their heads, and the Lingmen disciple thought about it and pointed to the opposite side, "I know those two, one is Zhang Xiaoqi from Longhu Mountain, and the other is Song Yicai from Laoshan." ”

Sang Buli sighed, "I know, it's just a junior who is not worth mentioning!" ”

At this time, Long Lao on the opposite side was the first to come on the field, hugged his fists and said, "Caifu's friends are invited!" The little old man is cheeky, so come to this first battle! ”

Sang Buli said softly: "Come on!" Don't keep your hands on it, kill it if you can! ”

An old man next to him nodded, and greeted him with a smile, "Please!" ”

Saying that, the two of them used their own means to fight, and all kinds of illusions and various five elements techniques were dazzling.

……

On a small building next to the school grounds, Yan Shuangshuang and several cousins, aunts, and younger brothers gathered together, looking through the window, their hearts were all together.

A big-eyed girl asked, "Twin sisters! Can we win? ”

Yan Shuangshuang looked at the Dao Master on his side, and then at the Dao Master who was obviously six more on the opposite side, and shook his head, "I don't know Dao Master, but ...... There were only nine of us, and there were fifteen of them, and we lost in numbers. ”

A woman in her thirties asked in a trembling voice, "What happens if you lose?" Are we going to die? ”

Yan Shuangshuang frowned, "Daoist is an absolute power, but it may not be able to influence the victory or defeat of the battlefield, we will not die, don't worry!" ”

Silently thought in his heart, he must not lose too badly, otherwise Cai Guan will be cross-hearted, and kill his father directly without doing anything, it is also possible, and the time will come......

"That's good, that's good......" A group of women and girls breathed a sigh of relief.

……

On the school field, Long Lao and the old man of Caifu were both angry, and they all made great moves, and finally ended up losing both.

Then an old lady from Yanfu came on the field, and a middle-aged man came up on the other side, the two fought together, the school field was colorful, smoky and miasma, ten minutes later, the old lady was physically exhausted, and was broken by a palm, vomiting blood three liters, unconscious, and it was a waste!

The Yan Mansion was shocked, and hurriedly helped the old lady down, Yan Sanxun got up and protested angrily, "Didn't you say to learn?" Why the Dead Hand? ”

"It's inevitable to get killed or injured, why should General Yan be angry?" The middle-aged man shrugged and turned back.

Cai Guan smiled proudly, "Well done!" ”

A group of Taoist masters behind him laughed.

Yan Sanxun was short of breath, and he really wanted to admit defeat like this, but unfortunately it had come to this point, and he couldn't stop, and said to the other old lady who was about to play next to him: "Auntie, be careful!"

The old lady's face was full of sadness, "One of my old friends is seriously injured and the other is useless, how can I be careful?" ”

Saying that, he went to the school field at one point, "Please advise!" ”

Sang Buli looked around, but there was still no trace of Zhou Fengchen, his heart was full of doubts, he gritted his teeth, and pulled a female Taoist next to him who wanted to play, "I'm coming!" ”

When he arrived in the middle of the field at one point under his feet, he waved his hands, and a copper coin fell under his feet, which quickly accumulated and turned into two vague copper coin tigers, without any fancy hitting the old lady.

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi secretly screamed when they saw it, the old lady was finished!

Really! Although the old lady pinched the seal and cast a spell, using a series of talismans and magic weapons to barely resist the two copper coin tigers, Sang Buli stretched out his hand and pointed disdainfully, and a copper coin scimitar suddenly appeared behind the old lady, and slashed at her back in a flash.

The blade of this copper coin scimitar is composed of sharp copper coin corners, extremely sharp, fast as lightning, the old lady wants to hide too late, only to hear the sound of "poof", the body became two pieces, poofed to the ground.

The two copper coin tigers were unobstructed and trampled on hard.

Poof—

The old lady's body became a puddle of mud, and her bones were shattered.

All this was done in an instant, just one move.

Everyone was stunned!

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi swallowed their saliva with difficulty, and the three young Taoist masters of Yanfu were left with Ruomu chicken.

Yan Shuangshuang and a group of women and girls in the small building on the side were frightened.

Although Cai Guan and a group of people already knew that Mr. Sang was ruthless, they didn't expect to be so vicious.

At this time, Yan Wen reacted first and yelled, "Master! "I'm going to pounce on it.

Yan Sanxun, whose face was pale, immediately grabbed him, "Wen'er, don't go!" ”

He grabbed Yan Wen, but the other three young Taoist masters couldn't help it, they got along with the old lady who died tragically day and night, and their feelings were deep, where could they watch her die tragically and be indifferent? They all roared and pounced with all their might!

Sang Buli smiled, didn't take these three people in his eyes at all, took a step back, pinched the seal with his right hand, and said something in his mouth, "Lingmen psychic, Lingmen technique!" Lao Jun's edict! Copper money rain, disease! ”

Scratch –

Whoosh –

The two copper coin tigers quickly disintegrated, turning into a rain of copper coins, covering a radius of 30 meters, and shaving off their heads and faces.

Poof—

Poof—

The magic weapons and spells of the three young Taoist masters became ornaments at this moment, completely vulnerable, and the flesh was constantly seeping for a while.

However, in the blink of an eye, the three young Daoists were rotted into a piece of flesh and blood, and they didn't even have a complete body.

The copper coin rain is gone!

The whole school was silent.

Yan Sanxun and Yan Wen, who were twisted together, were stunned, Yan Sanxun's heart was full of remorse, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be impulsive, what are the concubine's clothes? It's better than dead! Finished! It's all over!

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi slowly retreated, their hearts were full of confusion, what to fight the world and what tasks to do had disappeared, and saving their lives was the most important thing.

There was a cry in the small building opposite, and the women and ladies cried together, as if they had met their own fate - the master was finished, and he became a prostitute and was bullied.

Even Miss Yan Shuangshuang, who has always been calm and has the style of everyone, panicked and messed up.

Sang Buli seemed to be a king at this time, he smiled, and slowly walked towards Yan Sanxun, "General? General? Daoist? Hehe, it's all! ”

Yan Sanxun's face was pale and pale and he couldn't take care of Yan Wen anymore, and slowly retreated, "Wen'er! Save the Father! ”

Yan Wen took a deep breath, took a little under his feet, and punched Sang Buli, but his heart was already confused and he forgot to use the spell.

Sang Buli sneered, flew up, kicked to the side like a dead dog, and didn't get up for a long time.

Yan Sanxun was almost desperate, looked back, and hurriedly hid behind Song Yicai and the others, "Mr. Song, Mr. Zhang, save me!" ”

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi are just ordinary disciples in their respective sects, and they have long been frightened by Sang Buli's ruthlessness, where do they dare to do it? Gritted his teeth and stepped forward, clenched his fists and said, "Sang, Uncle Sang, I, we ......"

Sang Buli sneered, "Kneel down and beg for mercy!" Follow me! ”

Song Yicai and Zhang Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, but they felt very humiliated, their bodies trembled slightly, and they were about to kneel.

When Yan Sanxun saw it, he cried loudly, "God will kill me!" ”

Yan Shuangshuang in the small building opposite also cried, "God don't bless my Yan family!" ”

At this moment, a house not far away suddenly burst, roof tiles scattered in all directions, and a strange aura fluctuation came from afar.