After staying in the East for a long time, you will naturally look at the sky by lying on the well.

In fact, people like the Ghost Sword Monk are just fucking tricks in some temples in China.

For example, Putuo Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and there are many monks in the temple.

There is also the Fayu Temple on Putuo Mountain, which is also a thousand-year-old temple.

And people like the Ghost Sword Monk can only recite scriptures in the East.

The Ghost Sword Monk is still willing to believe the words of the Demon Emperor and the General.

After all, there is no reason for the Demon Emperor to harm him.

Besides, Yin Xueqing is a disciple of the Yinxian Sect.

You know, in the East, the Hidden Immortal Sect is a godlike existence.

Cough cough cough.

At this moment, the ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao cleared his throat and said shamelessly: "In order to fight fairly with Tang Long, I don't want to waste my energy. I just kneel down to apologize. I, an American, originally, have a kneel to eat!"

"I'm going, it's really refreshing my three views!"

"Hmph, cowardice means cowardice, and it is said so fresh and refined."

"It's fair to fight? Humph, it's so shameless. Even the soft golden silk armor from King Kong Peak Temple is put on. How about the fair to fight?"

"Golden silk soft armor? No wonder this bald donkey has nothing to do!"

Looking at the soft golden armor exposed on the neckline of the Ghost Sword Monk, the onlookers also criticized them.

thump!

At this time, the Ghost Sword Monk gritted his teeth and knelt directly in front of Concubine Long Yin Xueqing.

Yin Xueqing glanced at Yin Yichen and said coldly: "Yichen, do you know what nobleness is now?! If you want others to fear you, you have to be more ruthless than others. This world is originally the precepts of the weak!"

Crack!

Just as there were cracks, Yin Xueqing raised her foot and stomped the little finger of the ghost sword monk's left hand.

Looking at the Ghost Sword Monk again, his face was covered in cold sweat and almost fainted from the pain.

But!

After all, this Ghost Sword Monk is one of the five great monks of Vajra Peak Temple, so naturally he cannot howl like a pig.

In that case, it would be a loss of identity.

In this way, until the little finger of the Ghost Sword Monk turned into a meat paste, he did not scream.

hiss.

Everyone present was smoking.

Even Tang Long's heart trembled. Yin Xueqing was indeed cruel and ruthless.

No wonder, the old man looked down on Yin Xueqing.

In fact, it would be pretty good if Yin Xueqing could be a little gentler.

Looking at the ghost sword monk with a ferocious face, Yin Yichen said respectfully: "Thank you for your aunt's teachings, my nephew remembers it."

"Haha, this is noble!" After saying that, I saw Yin Xueqing leading the Yin family to walk towards Wudang Mountain in a mighty manner.

After Yin Xueqing walked away, the Ghost Sword Monk started howling like a pig.

The Ghost Sword Monk at this time dared not speak out.

For some reason, even though Yin Xueqing walked away, the Ghost Sword Monk was still a little palpitations and did not dare to look up at Yin Xueqing's back.

"Saint Wei?"

At this moment, the Demon Emperor General murmured and guessed in his heart: "Is the rumors true? Yin Xueqing is the holy body?"

Shengwei?!

At this time, Tang Long's ears were also trembling slightly. No wonder Yin Xueqing's aura was so strong.

Even Tang Long felt a little crisis.

Fortunately, Yin Xueqing did not attack Tang Long.

Otherwise, Tang Long would have to escape.

After all, Yin Xueqing is one of the only two remaining holy bodies in the Yin family.

Tang Long glanced at the Ghost Sword Monk and said coldly: "Bald Donkey, when the showdown is coming, I can give you a left finger!"

"you……!"

The ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao was angry for a moment and blushed and shouted: "Baga, stinky brat, I'm here for a good time this time, just wait for death!"

Tang Long smiled contemptuously and said, "Haha, you'd better prepare the coffin first, so as not to dirty my Chinese land!"

"Baga, Tang Long, I will win this battle!" Looking at Tang Long's back as he was leaving, the ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao shouted with a resentful look on his face.

The Demon Emperor general scratched his ears and kindly reminded him: "Ghost Sword Monk, I would like to remind you that if you can't beat me, you can admit defeat. After all, you are an American, have this habit!"

"you……!"

The ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao smashed the ground hard and cursed angrily: "Baga, general, you don't look down on others. In order to kill Tang Long, I brought the magic knife from the Vajra Peak Temple. This knife has killed many masters!"

Magic knife?!

Sure enough, the Ghost Sword Monk was carrying the magic knife from Vajra Peak Temple.

However, it is nothing compared to the Dragon Bird Sword of the Demon Emperor General.

Only the Ghost Sword Monk treats this kind of broken sword as a treasure, right?

The Demon Emperor General Sneer sneered: "Hmph, in my opinion, you should give the magic sword to Tang Long as soon as possible. Maybe he can spare you!"

"Ah, Baga, General, how dare you look down on me so little?!"

The ghost sword monk Qianye Zhengdao grabbed the magic sword and roared to the sky: "My name of the ghost sword monk is destined to spread throughout China!"

At the same time, the top of Wudang.

Everyone present was looking forward to Tang Long's appearance.

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Long arrived, he saw the people in the front row standing up together.

"Demon King Tang!"

"Demon King Tang!"

"Demon King Tang!"

Those who came to attend the martial arts conference also raised their fists and shouted.

At this time, Tang Long was like a rising comet, destined not to be ordinary.

"hateful!"

"Why, why is this?!"

"I, Liu Tianlong, lost so cowardly, I'm really unwilling to accept it!"

Liu Tianlong, who was sitting in the stands watching the battle, shouted with a resentful look on his face.

Wu Lingyu, who was sitting in the bronze sedan chair next to him, took a sip of tea and said coldly: "Jealousy is the source of strength. In fact, sometimes killing people does not have to take action by yourself!"

"Master...Uncle Master, what do you...what do you mean?" Seeing Wu Lingyu God talking nonsense, Liu Tianlong couldn't help but step forward and ask.

Gudong.

The poisonous saint Wu Lingyu poured a cup of tea and smiled coldly, "Haha, go and serve tea to Tang Long."

"Sir...to be with tea?"

Liu Tianlong was stunned and said angrily: "Haha, Uncle Master, aren't you joking? I, Liu Tianlong, are also a true disciple of the Jindan Sect, how could I give Tang Long a tea? Besides, this person has humiliated me!"

The true disciple of the Jindan Sect?!

When Wu Lingyu heard this, he was almost happy. With this little strength, he dared to brag about it?!

However, the poisonous saint Wu Lingyu did not show any contempt.

Wu Lingyu glanced at Liu Tianlong and said coldly: "There is Bone-Wild Powder in this tea. As long as the internal strength is activated, the toxicity will be strengthened. How long do you think Tang Long can last?!"

Huagu San?!

hiss.

As soon as these words were said, Liu Tianlong couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

This Huagu San is very unique, easy to soluble in water, and is colorless and odorless.

Even a master cannot detect it.

Thinking of this, Liu Tianlong took the teacup and walked to Tang Long, with a stern smile on his face and said, "Hehe, Mr. Tang, yesterday, I was so offensive. Please don't be so weird. I am here. I sincerely hope that you can win, kill the ghost sword monk, and promote the prestige of China!"
Chapter completed!