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Bang!

Lin Menghan's heaving chest was instantly penetrated by the lightning.

Flames flashed all over his body, giving off the stench of billowing black smoke and a pungent burnt smell.

In less than a second, all of them had turned into carbon and died a violent death.

Pow!

Zhang Qian Lei smashed Lin Menghan's body into pieces with a single kick.

Everyone was shocked.

"F * ck your lungs, let's see who dares to stop Dao Lord. Even if Chen Anping's naughty nose were to come, he would have to scram!

In the midst of his shout, Zhang Qianlei was enraged. He moved extremely quickly as he flicked his fingers, and the palm wind became as sharp as knives.

He moved like a flash of flames and with the force of thunder, he easily killed and sent the few disciples flying, then grabbed Tang Guozhu and the other two, and protected them behind him.

"Zhang Qianlei, my Wudang and you have no enmity towards each other, how dare you kill my disciple!"

"Zhang Qianlei, you've gone too far!"

"Today, my Wudang will not rest until you are dead!"

The crowd was shocked and angry at the same time. They shouted and cursed again and again, but for a time, no one dared to step forward and fight with Zhang Qianlei.

"Fellow Daoists Thousand Lightning, you were once the head of a sect after all, and you actually dared to make a move on a few juniors?"

Suddenly, a robed figure flew over.

This person's sleeves were fluttering in the wind. The clouds were resplendent and his temperament was refined. He was like an immortal that had descended to the mortal world.

He landed on the roof of one of the great halls and stood straight as a sword. He looked down at the crowd with a sharp gaze and with a flick of his sleeve, he arrogantly said:

"To be so overbearing, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, you must be going too far!"

"Disciple pays his respects to Sect Leader!"

Many Wudang Elders, Hall Master s and disciples all kowtowed as if they had seen a god.

"We welcome the arrival of Daoist Master An Ping!"

"Zhu Anping's cultivation technique is profound and profound, his lifespan is a thousand years!"

As for the wealthiest, Macau King of Gambling He Hongchen, Baoshan Bamboo Gang Wan Qili and the rest of the secular Rich s and tyrants, they all kowtowed to him as if he was a god. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and reverence.

The person who had come was Wudang Sect Leader, Chen Anping.

Zhang Qianlei's aura was not weak at all as he disdainfully smiled and said:

"Chen Anping, you made a move against a little girl like Tang Linglong.

He shook his head and calmly said:

"Let me tell you, Old Jiang is coming over right away!" I advise you to stop here and now! "

"You put a few tables and a bottle of wine, and you bow your head in apology. Dao Lord, I will help you negotiate, otherwise, you will definitely die a horrible death! "

"Jiang Taichu is coming?"

The moment he said this, the entire audience went silent.

Everyone's expression changed, revealing a deep fear.

The semi-hidden sect had always treated Secular World as a Ants.

But Jiang Tian was different.

Legend has it that he already has the Cultivation Level, a The Top Expert born in the secular world, and can stand shoulder to shoulder with the leader of the Semi-Hidden Sects.

"Is the Master really coming? He has me in his heart, must he? "

Only Tang Linglong's expression was excited, her beautiful eyes were shining, and her heart was filled with tender emotions.

"You idiot, don't talk nonsense!"

Elder Tang shook his head and looked at Jiang Tian who had turned into Xiao Wei.

"Jiang Taichu is coming!"

Hearing that, Chen Anping's pupils contracted, his expression became unsettled, and his mind raced.

If Jiang Tian were to come alone, given the power he had gathered, he would still have a seventy percent chance of victory.

But with the addition of the Dao Thundering Arts First Expert Zhang Qianlei, he would only be able to win by fifty percent.

Thinking about it, Chen Anping chuckled and said:

"Thousand Thunder Fellow Daoists, Jiang Tian is ruthless, easily killing and exterminating the sect. It's not something good! "

"If you make friends with him, we will not let you go. Even if we don't kill you due to our friendship, you will still dance with wolves and fight with tigers. This will most likely end badly!"

His jade-like face blossomed with divine splendor and his gaze was filled with benevolence and sympathy. He somewhat resembled a master and patiently said:

"This humble one knows that Jiang Taichu has gotten lucky and obtained both the Immortal Ruins Remnant and the mysterious inheritance. How about you and I work together to kill Jiang Taichu and force him to hand over the Remnants and his cultivation technique?"

"That's right, Qian Lei, don't you dare make a mistake! Quickly renounce the darkness and come out into the light! "

Gong Yile kindly advised.

"Fellow Daoists Zhang, today, I will definitely kill Tang Linglong, if you are stubborn, destitute monk can only start a massacre!"

Master Wu Chen threatened ferociously.

"Old Master Zhang, Jiang Taichu's inheritance is extraordinary, if you and I were to obtain it, I'm afraid we would be able to reach the heavens in one step!"

An elder of Hongmen followed the directions and lured her.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Qianlei stared at the bell as he let out a thunderous roar. Then, with a face full of pride, he said:

"Old Ginger and I are as close as brothers. Old Jiang had told me about the Immortal Ruins's secret long ago, and he even pestered me to teach him the technique. "

He shook his head and proudly said:

"But the Dao Lord has opened up a new path for me. Since I have established my own clan, how could I possibly cultivate his methods?"

As Zhang Qianlei spoke to here, he also became incomparably gloomy.

His heart was in his throat and his liver hurt.

Old Jiang, that slut, was too stingy.

He taught me a f * cking martial art, and made me his Slave every day. Otherwise, there's no way to discuss it.

"Zhang Qianlei, you really don't care about face! You can go die now!"

Seeing that Zhang Qian Lei was still calm, Chen Anping's eyes turned cold. He raised his Right Hand and slapped it towards Zhang Qian Lei.

When this palm struck out, it had the power to destroy the heavens and earth. Streams of green aura condensed into ten-meter-long Giant Palm s, pressing down.

Undulating Demon Palm!

Legend has it that it is the inheritance of the True Martial Emperor, the supreme technique of the Dao, a supreme cultivation technique that both magic and martial arts cultivate.

When training this technique to the pinnacle, one does not need to chanted an incantation or step on the Astral Stance to be able to activate the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and form the supreme killing move.

Boom!

Zhang Qianlei's body was as imposing as a mountain. His black hair fluttered in the wind like a waterfall as he took a step forward, waving his fist to meet the incoming fist.

With this punch, the void within a radius of ten meters trembled, lightning burst out, and the surrounding lightning fist, that became a huge thunder fist, shot towards the Giant Palm.

The power of lightning, lightning and fire was unimaginable. Even Human Immortal of the same generation did not dare to contend against them.

This? Heavenly Thunder Divine Fist? was a unique technique of the Heavenly Master Sect of Longhu Mountain. Zhang Qianlei had painstakingly cultivated it for dozens of years, yet he had no way to successfully control it.

And after his battle with Jiang Tian, his Cultivation Level had risen to another level. He could finally use the Cultivation Level to its fullest.

BOOM!

The Thunder Fist tore through the air and smashed the green Giant Palm to pieces. However, its remaining strength did not decrease at all as it flew towards Chen Anping.

"This is bad!"

Chen Anping's heart was filled with warning, he stepped on his void and flew up, dodging the punch.

"Boom!"

A majestic palace hall was smashed into pieces by the thunder fist. Smoke and dust billowed, and bricks flew everywhere. The house collapsed, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Chen Anping's face was full of shock, his heart jumping.

How could this old fellow's Cultivation Level advance so quickly?

Even though Zhang Qianlei had been protected by the Song and Lu Families, the cultivation resources he had obtained from the common people could not be compared to the Wudang s.

"No, we need to kill this person as soon as possible. Otherwise, when Jiang Taichu comes, it will be even more troublesome. It might even be the disaster of our clan being exterminated!"

Chen Anping was panicking in his heart. He slapped his chest and spat out a blood.

This treasure was an ancient seal with a Spirit Turtle carved on it. Its shape was ancient and was only the size of an egg.

Black Turtle Snake, help me with my plan. After all, we are enemies!

Chen Anping's face was stern, as he chanted an incantation.

The seal grew larger with the wind, and the Spirit Turtle and the black snake atop it suddenly appeared, forming a yin and a yang, a black and a white treasure light.

These two treasured lights intertwined with each other, rolling and rushing towards Zhang Qianlei to kill him.

Chen Anping followed closely behind the two beams of light and advanced in a berserk fashion, unleashing the True Martial Devil Palm, fiercely smashing towards Zhang Qianlei.

"True Martial Emperor Seal! This is the treasure of the Wudang! "

"Heavens, this is a real magical equipment!" It's too powerful! "

"A single wisp of the Spirit Turtle's treasure's light is enough to crush Master to death, and one beam of light is enough to kill Divine Stage!"

"Zhang Qianlei, why aren't you abandoning the darkness and admitting defeat by kneeling down? Tang Linglong, how much longer do you want to wait? "

Many of the Wudang disciples exclaimed in shock and shock. Their eyes widened and their faces were filled with excitement.

"Humph, this time Zhang Qianlei is dead for sure!"

Even Gong Yile was moved: "This is a magical equipment that was passed down from the True Martial Emperor! Its power is earthshaking! "

Vajra Temple Wu Chen was also shocked, he was envious: "spiritual treasure! This is a spiritual treasure! Only the Wudang has such a powerful magical equipment! "

"Hmm? It was actually a real magical equipment! It even has a bit of the trend of being a spiritual treasure! "

Seeing this, Jiang Tian's pupils contracted, as he became slightly apprehensive.

The Spirit Turtle and black snake on it actually had a trace of the original Spirit s attached to them.

Although it was not an artifact spirit refined by the Cultivator, it still possessed the same essentials.

"Fuck, Gu Wudang's foundation is really rich! Dao Lord is in danger this time! "

When Zhang Qianlei saw this, his heart skipped a beat. He stepped onto the skies and exerted the Heavenly Thunder Divine Fist to the extreme.

Boom boom boom!

He opened and closed with great force and ferocity, throwing out seven or eight punches in a row.

Everyone understood, Zhang Qian Lei's Cultivation Level would never lose to Chen Anping, but compared to the magical equipment, he was still lacking a lot.

As the Semi-Hidden Sects, Gu Wudang secretly rubbed his hands on the Secular World to support his strength, his relationship with the officials was good, not only did he keep everything intact, he had also found a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures s.

But the difference in Taoist Master Sect was too great.

In the past, most of the disciples had followed Jiang Baldy to the Treasure Island, and eventually died in the battle.

The portion that remained in the China was already incomplete, but they were severely suppressed by the various forces, and they experienced the four old movements and tribulations.

Basically, they had lost all their Taoist Master Sect and magical equipment s.

Sure enough, two precious lights easily flashed past Zhang Qianlei's lightning fists, and with Chen Anping's vicious palm, they arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Taoist Zhang is in danger!"

Tang Linglong cried out in shock.

"Relax, it's just a mere spiritual treasure, and it's been too long. His mana is about to dissipate, he won't be in any danger!"

Jiang Tian laughed disdainfully.

He didn't look at the two in the sky at all. Instead, he looked deep into the churning sea of clouds with a strange expression on his face.2

"Who is this person?" How can he be so calm? "

At this time, some of the Wudang disciples noticed the calm and composed Jiang Tian and were secretly surprised in their hearts.

However, he immediately turned his gaze towards Zhang Qian Lei and Chen Anping who were in the air.

From the looks of it, the two were going to end the battle immediately.

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