"Okay, I have been looking up to the Maoshan faction for a long time, I must take a look today!" The surroundings suddenly shouted.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, there is no way, the name of the Maoshan faction is too loud, so everyone is coaxing.

Ding Ermiao glared at Zhao Wuya, this old guy looks modest, but in fact, it is a weasel who greets the chickens for the New Year, and he is not kind.

He must be thinking about the humiliation of his disciples and grandchildren, and wants to fight for face in front of others. Now he suggested that the Maoshan faction perform, and after a while, he would definitely secretly make it bad and wanted to make the Maoshan faction ugly.

Wu Zhanzhan also squinted at Ding Ermiao and asked him what he meant with his eyes.

Because Li Qingdong is the head of the house, and he is old, he can't be easily dispatched. In case of a mistake, isn't it the name of the Maoshan faction? Therefore, if you make a move, there are only Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan.

Wanshu is not good, after all, the Taoism is still shallow, and after appearing, if you don't get it right, you will be embarrassed.

"Hahaha...... it's rare for the Boundless Dao Master to look up to the Maoshan faction." Li Qingdong straightened his beard and laughed, pointed in the direction of Ding Ermiao's side, and said, "Since everyone wants to see it, let me ......"

"Master, wait!"

Suddenly, Wan Shugao smiled, stood up first, looked around, and said, "Everyone, everyone, listen to me." ”

The crowd fell silent. Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan glanced at each other, and they both thought in their hearts, this Wan Shugao suddenly rushed out and wanted to be in the limelight? Just a few moments of him, can he do it?

"Hehe, this Taoist leader, it's polite." Wan Shugao walked up to Zhao Wuya with a smile and asked, "I am Wan Shugao, a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, and you are the head of the Laoshan faction?" ”

Zhao Wuya raised his eyelids and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, poor Zhao Wuya, the head of the Laoshan faction." ”

"No wonder it's so point-in-point." Wan Shugao sneered, circled around Zhao Wuya, and said:

"Daochang Zhao, you let this show and that perform, why don't you perform yourself? As the saying goes, whoever shaves his head, people shave their head. Since you like to watch performances so much, well, you show us first, and I'll beat the gongs and drums for you! Then, let's Maoshan faction again! ”

When people perform, he comes to beat gongs and drums, which treats Zhao Wuya as a monkey who is being played.

Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan both nodded secretly, this time Wan Shugao performed well, his mind was clever, his words were sharp, and he had the face of the Maoshan faction. Li Qingdong also straightened his beard and glanced at the apprentice approvingly.

"It also makes sense, Daochang Zhao, you can show your hand when you are old!" The surrounding spectators shouted again.

For them, whoever performs first is the same, as long as everyone has something to watch.

In the face of Wan Shugao's counter-provocation, Zhao Wuya snorted and said loudly: "Okay, since the friends of the Maoshan faction want the old way to show their ugliness, then the old way will appear in person, which can be regarded as throwing bricks and leading the jade!" ”

"Okay, Boundless Road is good and good!" Thunderous applause.

Ding Ermiao also applauded slowly, thinking to himself, look at what you old guy can conjure.

"Fellow Daoists, Lao Dao doesn't like to play tricks, if you want to play, just play some real kung fu." As soon as Zhao Wuya spoke, his arrogant nature was exposed.

People are playing tricks, and it's hard to get into the hall of elegance, but his real kung fu?

In the crowd over there, Meng Qiu and Huang Chao snorted at the same time.

Cang Langlang sounded, Zhao Wuya took out a soft sword from his waist, shook a sword flower in his hand, and said, "Lao Dao will use this sword to play a game with everyone." ”

After saying that, Zhao Wuya rushed down with the tip of his sword, drew a circle with a diameter of six feet on the snow, and said:

"I just stood in the circle, my feet not moving. Everyone went up together and attacked me with snowballs, and within half a pillar of incense, I can guarantee that not a single snowball will fall into the circle I draw! ”

What a big breath, everyone was amazed.

How can it take five or six minutes for half a pillar of incense? An old man, with a sword, can withstand the attack of so many people for a long time?

"Okay, okay, hurry up and light the incense timer, and this will begin!" Wan Shugao applauded and laughed.

The little Taoist boy who was looking at it brought an incense burner and put it on the ground, then folded half of the incense stick and inserted it in the furnace and lit it casually.

The crowd had already dispersed, each holding two snowballs in their hands, ready to attack.

Rosie also smiled and pinched two snowballs, eager to try them in her hand. Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan followed suit and prepared for the snow. Who doesn't love snowball fights?

Of course, some self-respecting old men still stood by and watched.

"Snowballs are coming!" Wan Shu was so bad that he had already wrapped a small pebble in the snowball and smashed it at Zhao Wuya.

Because the incense has already been lit, the sooner you attack, the longer it will take to delay. Wan Shugao made up his mind, if he couldn't kill this old guy, he would also tire this old guy to death.

With a whoosh, Zhao Wuya picked up the sword with his backhand, blocked it with the blade of the sword, and knocked the snowball aside. But then, snowballs of all sizes kept falling in all directions, and the rain fell one after another.

Zhao Wuya unfolded the all-true swordsmanship, and it was really impermeable, although his feet did not move, he was still in a chic shape, and his robe was swaggering, like an immortal resisting the wind, fluttering and wanting to fly......

Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan are both nodding, this old guy does have a bit of real kung fu!

"Let's go up together, let Daochang Zhao have a little fun!" Wan Shu shouted loudly, grabbed the snow from the ground, pinched it into a snow ball and smashed it.

It's a pity that the snowballs that flew away were all dropped by Zhao Wuya one by one and flew around.

"Sister Lan, let's attack him in three ways!" Ji Xiaoxiao smiled evilly, bent down and rolled the snowball in her hand along the ground. Gu Qinglan pursed her lips and smiled, and then followed suit, rolling two snowballs over smoothly.

However, it still didn't work. Zhao Wuya's sword protected all directions above and below Zhou's body, and the sword light formed a huge ball, surrounding him.

No matter which direction the snowball approached, as soon as it touched the sword light, it immediately bounced back.

"Brother Ermiao, Uncle Wu, you guys are doing it!" Wanshu couldn't attack it for a long time, and he was so anxious that he yelled.

Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan looked at each other, both a little embarrassed. If you do it yourself, you can indeed break through Zhao Wuya's sword light, but ......, bullying an old man always feels unhonorable.

"The kindness of a woman, the kindness of a woman!" Seeing that Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan were slow to make a move, Wan Shu was angry, looked around, and then kneaded a snowball the size of a winter melon and smashed it at Zhao Wuya!

Woo......

I didn't see how Zhao Wuya made a move, but I saw that the snowball suddenly flew back and smashed on Wan Shugao's head with a bang.

"Oops!" Wan Shu screamed loudly, looked up to the sky and fell to the ground.

The onlookers saw Wan Shugao fall in embarrassment, laughed together, and the snowball that attacked Zhao Wuya also stopped.