"Alas." Zhang Xukun sighed and looked at Ji Tang, who was becoming more sinister and twisted:
"Jitang, you know clearly that this is the ancestral home of the Ji family, but don't you break the rules by acting like this?"
Ji Tang's eyes twitched and he stopped answering. Instead, he glanced at the two of them fiercely:
"Since you are looking for death, I will help you! Let you be buried with them in the ancestral court!"
The next moment, a shocking aura erupted in the ancestral court, like the might of heaven, so powerful that it could crush all the powerful men in the Venerable Realm that Zhao Wujiang had seen before.
"Taoist Master, you must have made all the arrangements, right?" Zhao Wujiang felt like a boat on the angry sea, oh no, a wooden board, constantly being beaten by the violent wind and rain.
"Don't worry." Old God Zhang Xukun is here:
"Poverty-stricken people have their own secrets... uh..."
"boom!"
Zhang Xukun was slapped in the air by the angry Ji Tang, and his body flew backwards, hit the ground hard, rolled several times, and stopped only after hitting a copper pillar. There was blood all over his body. , the light gray monk's robe was directly stained into dark red patches by the blood.
! ! ! Zhao Wujiang glanced at Zhang Xukun, who had fainted, and did not react for a moment:? ? ?
"What's the use of cultivating Taoism?" Ji Tang, with disheveled hair and a look as if he was crazy, slapped him with a palm.
This time, Zhao Wujiang no longer pretended to be cool and dodges.
He is indeed causally immortal, but that doesn't mean he won't be seriously injured or hurt.
When he dodged, he noticed that Ji Tang's palm had not been used, but was imprisoned in the void.
Zhang Xukun, who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance, has disappeared, and a blood-stained gray-blue talisman is suspended in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the gray-green talismans bloomed like fireworks and broke into tiny pieces of paper, which shot towards Ji Tang.
Ji Tang wanted to move, but his right hand seemed to be embedded in the void and could not move.
Like an artist performing without physical objects on the street, he seems to be holding a heavy object suspended in the air, which he cannot move.
"There are thousands of ways to teach!" Zhang Xukun's voice sounded in the hall again. The direction of the voice could not be discerned. It seemed to be coming from all directions, solemn and solemn:
"Taomen, Tao, three thousand avenues!
Various spells, alchemy, talismans, armor, strategies, etc.
How can it be useless if there are three thousand avenues? "
At the same time, Zhao Wujiang received a message from Zhang Xukun.
"Hit him!" Zhang Xukun said.
Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath, and a purple vertical mark appeared between his eyebrows, like a heavenly eye, and his whole body was moving. He turned his fist, used it as a sword, jumped up high, and punched Ji, who had his right hand imprisoned. Soup.
This simple and unpretentious punch not only contains sword energy, but also rolling thunder. It is a combination of talismans, swordsmanship and even physical power.
"Dang!" Zhao Wujiang punched Ji Tang in the heart, making a loud noise like a god beating a drum.
Ji Tang's heart trembled along with his whole body, and the wind of the fist penetrated his heart with a pop.
"ah!"
Ji Tang grunted, looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The roar shook the sky, and his voice was as hoarse as a ghost from hell. At the same time, it was also mixed with a touch of extremely painful grievance.
"Don't scream at me!" Zhao Wujiang's fist turned sharply, and the wind of the fist suddenly jumped upwards. He punched Ji Tang's chin. At the same time, he took a half step forward and hit Ji Tang hard with his elbow. He was already injured. of the heart.
The power that restrained Ji Tang's right hand had disappeared. Ji Tang staggered back a few steps, thick black blood gushing out from his mouth and nose.
The black blood does not look like a liquid, but like a flow of black sand.
The black sand did not fall to the ground, but floated around Ji Tang one by one.
Ji Tang looked a little dazed. He stared at his right hand and shouted angrily:
"don't want!"
Zhao Wujiang frowned in confusion.
The next moment, his eyes trembled suddenly, and he saw a scene that made him unable to help but be horrified.
