A miscellaneous barbarian, would you dare to talk to us like this?" Fang Tieru suddenly snorted, and glanced at Shen Xinghe, his eyes approaching Yin Qin fiercely, "Since you are just a miscellaneous servant of the sect, I have to teach you the rules of talking to the superior monk today." ”

"Please take a step to speak, Uncle Huang!" Ling Yunxiao saw that the two of them were at an angle, so he blocked the courtesy, and hurriedly bowed his hand to Wu Chuanfang: "According to the rules common to our seven great sects in the wilderness, miscellaneous servants are not included in the sect's disciples, and their status is equivalent to that of mortals. This person is a miscellaneous servant, but he is not inferior to us cultivators, and if he does not teach him a lesson, he will break the rules that I have for all the cultivators. ”

Wu Chuanfang said in his heart: The diligent boy is still young and vigorous, and he only cares about the benefits of punishing words, but he makes people grab the handle and forcibly buckle a mortal hat. Where there is a difference in cultivation, the cultivator is respected, it is the iron law of the Wu Dynasty that has ruled the human race for thousands of years, and he is diligent and considers himself a miscellaneous servant, and there is nothing to say about being taught a lesson.

It's just that Wu Chuanfang's ancestral house has all arrived at Yin Qin, and he has already boarded the ship of Hua Ci Peak, and seeing that Yin Qin is being troubled, he can't sit idly by. Fortunately, this place is still in Linyuan City, and the name of the imperial uncle may still be used, Wu Chuanfang cleared his throat and was about to speak, but when he saw Yin Qin's eyes suddenly glaring, he scolded: "Let go of your mother's stinky shit!"

Before the words fell, the large sea bowl full of soup noodles in his hand was buckled towards Fang Tieru, and at the same time, another kick flew up below, kicking over the small table in front of him, and in an instant, the dishes and bowls were all over the sky, and the vegetable soup was like rain, and it was sprinkled towards Ling Yunxiao and Shen Xinghe.

Although Ling Yunxiao and the three of them have formed a siege, after all, there is still a Wu Chuanfang standing in the circle, they are locked in their divine consciousness and are always on guard against diligently dispatching spiritual power, but they don't know that this spiritual power has not moved at all, and they only rely on the strength and speed of their physical bodies to attack the three of them at the same time.

If it is a different place, the three of them will fight to splash his vegetable soup and rush forward with the dishes and bowls, but today is the day to come to the palace for a banquet, if the robe is soiled by the soup and vegetable juice, if the four princes really summon the disciples of each sect to enter the hall, wouldn't it be a shame for adults?

The three of them scolded in unison, not advancing but retreating, that Fang Tieru's mind was the most yin, and while retreating, he did not forget to shout to the palace guards at the door, and some people were rough in the school yard.

The advantage of this exclusive kung fu is that no matter what posture the body is in, it can be activated instantly, and the power is undiminished. Seeing that he had been sitting and that the spiritual power around his body had not gathered, Ling Yunxiao and the others really couldn't imagine that he could attack so fast in this situation.

Rao is three of them retreated seven or eight steps at the same time, and they still spilled a lot of vegetable soup on their bodies. Everyone came to the palace for a banquet, and although the robes they wore were valuable, they were not the kind of fighting methods that were not invaded by fire and water. Seeing that their chests were stained with vegetable soup, the three of them turned blue with anger.

Ling Yunxiao is sure to go to the Xiaoyao Hall to see the ancestor in a while, how can he see people in a magic robe like this?

"This guy is vicious, if you keep your hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to take him!" Fang Tieru also pulled out a folding fan from his waist, and when he showed it in the wind, a cold and cool feeling swirled around the small sedan chair.

Shen Xinghe's magic sword had already stood in his palm, and at this moment, with a fingertip pick, the flying sword hovered in the air, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Today, let you, a savage and lowly species, see the Haoran Dao method of my Cangshan Academy." ”

"Stop!" Wu Chuanfang saw that the three of them were about to come hard, so he hurriedly shouted, but his body retreated to the side, "I am the emperor's uncle, I see who dares to do it." ”

"Uncle Wuhuang, but this barbarian breed made the first move, please keep it aside, otherwise you will blame the magic sword for having no eyes. Ling Yunxiao gritted his teeth, and with a twist of his wrist, the icy little sword actually rose against the storm and became a long, wide-bladed Heaven Opening Giant Sword.

Fang Tieru instigated everyone's emotions, but when he made a move, he was silent, the folding fan in his palm was slightly raised, and the thunder in the air was faint.

"Shelei Fan!" Wu Chuanfang is a knowledgeable person, and when he heard the movement of Fang Tieru's folding fan, his expression changed suddenly, and he shouted. Some people say that the world's Dao Law, Lei Fa is respected, and the monks with Lei Linggen have a lethal power far beyond the same level, especially against demon beasts or barbarians who are mainly bloodlined, the power of Lei Fa is even stronger.

The thunder-like magic weapons refined by the human race using the power of thunder are divided into five types, namely heaven, earth, water, gods, and shrines, and are called five thunders. Among them, social thunder is also called demon thunder, and it is especially huge for the bloodline of barbarians or demon beasts. Because of this, the magic weapons of the world's thunder attribute are very eye-catching, and the social thunder fan in Fang Tieru's hand, also known as the demon thunder fan, is a well-known magic weapon-level thunder killer in Cangshan Academy, and he didn't expect it to be passed into Fang Tieru's hands!

"Are you playing group fighting?!" a cruel smile flashed on his face, and he said in a deep voice, "Uncle Huang can't help it." ”

"Brother Qin, hide. Wu Chuanfang's heart was furious by the words of the courtesy, and he shouted and was about to fly away to the gate of the school field, but his figure had not yet taken off, and he was thrown away by a huge force around him.

Wu Chuanfang was caught off guard, screaming and drawing a gorgeous parabola in the air, he flew dozens of feet away in the air with his feet scratched the ground, and then he fell into the dust, Wu Chuanfang knew that this was Yin Qin knocked him out of the circle, and he didn't care about his face, wiped his eyes and looked nervously at Yin Qin's side.

As far as his eyes could see, Wu Chuanfang was startled, and couldn't help but shout: "What a barbarian!"

I saw that in the sky above the place where Yin Qin was standing, there was already a virtual shadow of a mountain-like King Kong giant ape, and the giant ape opened its bloody mouth while beating its chest with both fists, and let out a silent roar towards the sky, and then the phantom flickered and closed in Yin Qin's body. The size of the attentive man skyrocketed, his clothes were torn, his muscles were bulging, and his ugly face full of flesh was even more terrifying than the real King Kong giant ape.

After all, Fang Tieru and the others didn't want to hurt Wu Chuanfang, seeing that Yin Qin knocked him out, which was exactly what he wanted, and seeing that Yin Qin had grown into a giant ape with the bloodline secret method, although the momentum was terrifying, they were not afraid. Especially Fang Tieru and Shen Xinghe, for the sake of the sect trial at the end of the year, they had just obtained a magic weapon from the old ancestor master to deal with demon beasts, and they just happened to use this life to test the treasure.

The three of them were about to activate their respective magic weapons, when they saw the hideous-looking Yin Manzi, flipping his hands, and holding more than a dozen pitch-black and shiny balls in each palm.

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