Looking at Yuan Tao, who kept moving and activated eight layers of shields.
Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully: "It turns out he is a weapon refiner. Okay, I'll attack you first."
As he spoke, with a thought in his mind, he began to operate the thunder method again, allowing the pale golden energy flow in his body to gradually transform into wisps of thunder, condensed in his palms.
The lightning arc appeared purple-red, and just a trace revealed a heart-stopping fluctuation. At this moment, it gathered more and more, almost condensing into a ball of lightning, and the purple-red also began to turn into a complete crimson!
The next moment, Zhang Taichu stretched out a palm and pointed it at Yuan Tao in the distance. The blood-red thunder in his palm also burst out at this moment. Without any pause, it hit Yuan Tao's body hard. On top of the eight-layer shield.
The bloody thunder was like a spear, piercing through the heavy shields layer by layer, like breaking a paper shell, and then pierced directly through Yuan Tao's body.
Then it passed through the body of Han Dan, and went to the distance without stopping, destroying all the vegetation and rocks along the way. It flew until it was far away in the sky, and then it turned into a red stream of light and exploded!
But at the same place, Yuan Tao could only hear the sound of the eight protective magic weapons exploding in his ears almost at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the pupils in his eyes were blurred and he lost consciousness. The next moment, his body exploded and turned into ashes. .
The fool behind him will also suffer the same fate. The only difference is that his body will turn into more dust than his master.
After getting rid of two more people, Zhang Taichu turned his gaze and looked at Gao Ning and Dou Mei, who were shaking to the point of convulsions and frightened to the point of speaking. He said nothing more and made two moves with his sleeves. A thunderbolt in the palm of his hand sent them on their way.
After doing this, there was still no more expression on Zhang Taichu's face. In his eyes, these people were the same as the man with an iron fist who was the first to attack him. They were all like ants, no different.
But at this moment, waves of movement were faintly heard in the distant woods.
"Lingyu's voice, and another girl's shout?"
Zhang Taichu's eyes lit up when he heard the "ah ah ah" sound, and a strange smile appeared on his face, thinking that his apprentice was flirting with Xia He?
So he coughed twice, turned around, and said cheerfully to Lu Jin, who had some complicated emotions on his face: "I said, Old Lu, you can go back by yourself later. I have to go see my precious disciple."
With that said, Zhang Taichu jumped up and disappeared.
Only Lu Jin was left, with a wrinkled old face and touched the two burning slap marks on his face.
After a long time, he murmured: "Now I can hold up two palms without falling. Compared with back then, I have indeed made a lot of progress."
Thinking of this, a strange sense of accomplishment arose in his heart?
——
at the same time.
the other side.
Zhang Taichu moved among the tree crowns and soon approached the place where his disciple heard the noise.
"No, why is there such a strong Yang Lei Qi Ji?" He murmured to himself, doubts appearing in his mind.
I thought about the two dolls Lingyu and Xia He. Could it be that Cheng Cheng liked to use rougher methods to flirt with each other, such as being whipped with a thunder whip?
But then, a woman's miserable howl and Zhang Lingyu's voice came.
"Wow! Zhang Lingyu, it feels so good, isn't it? Come on, I don't even want my life today. If you have the ability, just use this Yang Lei to beat me to death!"
"Xia He, I have said many times, stop making trouble!"
"I don't care, just keep pumping if you can!"
"Okay, you said it yourself!"
"Ahhhh..."
"..."
Listening to the conversation between the two little dolls, Zhang Taichu's expression became increasingly weird.
The situation seemed to be a little wrong with what he expected!
When he thought of this, Zhang Taichu quickened his pace and quickly approached the scene. The scene he saw made him couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
I saw it in the slightly empty woods.
Zhang Lingyu's whole body was filled with the majesty of Yang Lei. His white robe was stained with dust from the ground everywhere. His face and eyes were filled with thunderous light, menacing.
It is worth mentioning that there are still a few obvious red lip marks on the flushed cheeks.
Opposite him, there was a slim pink-haired woman, who must be Xia He.
It's just that Xia He's appearance is really unbearable to look at. His delicate face is now covered in burnt black patches, and his pink hair is standing upright like corn silk.
The pink T-shirt and denim hot pants were also covered with dirt. They looked like refugees who had escaped from an explosion.
At this time, the two sides were still fighting "fiercely".
That Xia He kept rushing towards Zhang Lingyu, either locking his head, wrapping his arms around his waist, or using a crossbar, dragging the opponent into ground combat - close combat every time.
Zhang Lingyu, on the other hand, was merciless in this regard, throwing out a series of Yang Lei, making the opponent scream, but before he could get away for two steps, Xia He dragged him into the ground again.
Zhang Taichu's mouth twitched when he saw this scene. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the two dolls were fighting each other or trying something interesting.
Thinking of this, he thought for a moment, then coughed, jumped down from the tree canopy, and walked into the field.
"Ahem, disciple, what are you doing?" Zhang Taichu asked with his head held high and his hands behind his back, pretending to be confused.
When Zhang Lingyu saw his master suddenly appearing, his eyes trembled, and he immediately broke free from the two long legs that were holding his neck. He climbed up from the ground on his hands and feet. He looked at Zhang Taichu and said in a panic: "Master, master. ,I..."
For a moment, Zhang Lingyu's words were incoherent, her face flushed even more, her lowered palms trembled, and she didn't know how to explain it.
Behind him, Xia He suddenly rose up when he stood up, and passed Zhang Lingyu in an instant. At the same time, he took off his gloves and wanted to hit Zhang Taichu with a palm!
Changes occur suddenly.
Then, when Xia He's palm approached three inches in front of Zhang Taichu, he suddenly stopped.
At this moment, Xia He's eyes narrowed and his body trembled. He could only feel the presence in front of him exuding a vast sense of oppression, as if he were on another level, overlooking the common people.
Even the temptation in her heart disappeared at this moment!
Zhang Lingyu, who was barely able to react, shouted anxiously at this moment: "Xia He, what are you doing, are you looking for death?!"
Seeing this, Zhang Taichu said cheerfully: "Okay, you boy, if you really wanted this little girl to die, you would have taken it seriously."
As he said that, he lowered his head again and looked at Xia He who was frozen: "Little girl, what, do you still want to take action?"
