The bearded swordsman was so angry that his eyes were bleeding, and he wanted to slash at him with his sword.

But in the end I could only sigh in despair.

If outsiders dare to interfere in the household affairs of such a large sect, their death will be in vain.

This is true in the rivers and lakes, and also in the mountains.

It's the same everywhere I go, and I feel suffocated everywhere.

At this moment, Chen Pingan turned around and quietly handed Taoist Zhang Shan a ball, "Zhang Shan, from now on, we don't even know each other. Please accept this..."

Taoist Zhang Shan pushed him back, leaned his head and said softly: "Chen Ping'an, you must not act recklessly. As long as you take action first, you will be completely unreasonable. The Xiaodao knows how to deal with these righteous immortal masters, I'm sure

It's more effective than fighting. Remember, when I get beaten up later, don't help me, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is this okay?"

The young Taoist priest said with a bright smile: "Try it, if it doesn't work, you can try it again."

After saying this, Taoist Zhang Shan felt a little happy. Chen Ping'an couldn't hold on to death but a martial artist of the Three Realms, and he would be beaten if he went up. It's the ancestor of the Three Religions who is above, bless his disciples and grandson Zhang Shanfeng, he must do it this time.
Chapter completed!