Wang Shen, however, had no brains to pay attention to his graceful posture. If it weren't for Peng Yan's introduction, he would not have noticed at all that there was a figure in white leaning under the eaves of the building on his right. When Peng Yan pointed his finger at the San Hua, Wang Shen looked over in astonishment. He saw Zhen Miao, the San Hua, wearing a long white robe with hair hanging down his waist. His delicate facial features and snow-white slender hands made him look like a man from the Tianshan Sect. disciple, but the male disciples of the Tianshan Sect definitely don’t have the sinister aura like him. Wang Shen was so close that he couldn't detect his presence. Based on this alone, it can be concluded that his cultivation level must be higher than that of his senior brother Shusan Peng Yan.
"Oh, by the way, there are also those three Fuso friends. Therefore, it would be inappropriate for Prince Wang to shirk the invitation of such a luxurious lineup from afar!" Peng Yan unfolded the folding fan again and said while fanning.
Wang Shen thought to himself: "Fuso? Oh... yes, Japanese. No wonder the accent was so strange when you called me just now."
"How did you get us here?" Wang Shen asked the last question in his mind.
Peng Yan smiled and said: "It's not the 'magatama rune' that Fuso friends generously sponsored. It's a good thing that can specify the teleportation location. There are only one less in the world. If it weren't for you, how could they be willing to use it." He quickly put away the folding fan, knocked it on his left palm and said coldly: "Okay, enough of the unnecessary talk. Will the prince take the initiative to follow us? Or should we invite him?"
Wang Shen said: "If you can take my punch, I will follow you!" After saying that, he punched out, and a golden punch went straight to Shusan Peng Yan's heart.
Peng Yan was calm and composed, and until halfway through Wang Shen's words, he unfolded his folding fan again and smiled contemptuously. But when the punch came out, he realized that something was wrong. At this time, Zhen Miao's voice also came in his mind: "Senior brother! You can't stand it, block it quickly!"
The reason why Hua Sanren transmitted his voice like this was because the power of the thunderous and lightning fist had almost touched Peng Yan's body, and it was impossible to dodge. Peng Yan was not an ordinary person. He naturally saw the ridiculously strong force in this punch at the same moment. He suddenly held the fan in both hands and used his whole life's skill to gather his arms to use the fan as a shield to catch Wang Shen. This punch.
It was like a cannonball exploded in the ears of everyone present. Peng Yan flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling and rolling like a ball along the way. Every time it hit the ground, it would leave a deep pit with a diameter of several meters. He fell to the end of the street two kilometers away, smashed through a brick wall, and fell into the lobby of a hotel. He then collapsed two walls on the first floor of the hotel before finally stopping his fall.
Lu Yixiao and other six fairies' mouths were so wide open that the elder could no longer close them. They had heard about Wang Shen's extraordinary abilities, but they never dreamed that he would have such an amazing career at his age. Just this punch If he were to hit them, a hundred of them would be instantly wiped out. It was ridiculous that he had spoken so harshly to him earlier. It seems that the leader made an exception and allowed him to practice in Tianshan. It seems that he has a special meaning. Not only is this person's cultivation at a young age, but the most commendable thing is that he is upright and courageous. He may be someone who can succeed Zhang Tianshi in taking charge of the Tiandao League and lead the Chinese cultivation world in the future. figure.
Thinking of this, the six fairies could no longer restrain their imaginations. Each of them had their own wild imaginations and had their own thoughts, which they really could not share with outsiders.
The painter Zhen Miao and the three Japanese Shinto disciples hiding in the dark were also stunned. No one could have imagined that an eight-year-old child could have such power.
The white shadow flickered, and Zhen Miao floated in front of Wang Shen. He asked with a livid face: "What kind of cultivation level do you have? What kind of boxing technique is that?"
Seeing that his evil plan was successful, Wang Shen couldn't help but smile and said: "As you can see, I am on the third level of the foundation building stage. As for this boxing technique, it doesn't hurt to tell you. This is called Chaos Kaitian Fist. In fact, if you want to learn it, I can teach you anything! Hehe."
When Wang Shen was just saying the first words to Shusan Peng Yan, Wang Shen secretly ran the "Jiuli Jiuzang Jing" to absorb the power of the sun, moon and stars and stored it in Dantian and major acupoints, and then said the last words to Peng Yan. At that time, the unparalleled pure Yang power had already filled the entire Dantian, like a fully fired crossbow with an arrow on the string. As the words fell, "If you can take one punch from me, I will follow you!" The "Chaos Opening Heaven Fist" blasted straight into Peng Yan's front, and the thunderous force was unstoppable. Peng Yan and Zhen Miao were both confused by his delay, causing Peng Yan to finally hit the target.
And Wang Shen was not joking when he told Zhen Miao that he could teach him. This boxing technique relies entirely on the infusion of a huge amount of true energy. The more true power the user has, the more terrifying the power of his fists. If you want to reach the peak of power, you can punch for thousands of years. Overhauling also requires the depletion of true energy, there is no other reason at all. When ordinary people learn this kind of prodigal skill, they can only injure the enemy a thousand times and damage themselves eight hundred. If the real power reserve is not as good as the opponent, they may have to wait for death after one punch. Therefore, Lian Tie Xiangwen and Nangong Yao, two gods in the realm, The senior experts all said they couldn't afford to use it, so the only person in the world who can afford this boxing technique is Wang Shen, who has a chaotic physique.
Although Wang Shen said "sincerity", it sounded completely sarcastic to Zhen Miao. A sinister smile appeared on his handsome face, he said "hello" three times in a row, shook his sleeves, and a colorful iron brush appeared. In his hand, the brilliant colors of the pen flowed slowly, as if he could paint at any time in the void without paper support.
This man's writing brush reminded Wang Shen of Zhang Qingqing's spiritual sword "Rainbow", but then he thought about it, how could this guy be compared to his aunt?
The colorful rays of light produced by Zhang Qingqing's rainbow are naturally generated by the activation of the soul, and the flowing colors on the tip of this guy's pen are unknown materials filled into his pen. He uses his true power to continuously force it out and condense on the tip of the pen. If it doesn't go away, the slowly flowing effect is that he deliberately pretended to be a ghost, and putting him and Zhang Qingqing together is disrespectful to Zhang Qingqing.
Although Wang Shen was despised in his heart, he never dared to take it lightly. He did not have Zhang Qingqing's level of foreign aid at the moment. Everything would be fine if the six Tianshan sisters did not drag him down. He could not expect them to be the fighting force at this moment. .
Three Shinto disciples appeared on the rooftops in the three directions of due west, due east and southwest, surrounding Wang Shen and Zhen Miao in a triangle.
The painter Zhen Miao pointed at Wang Shen with an iron brush. The brilliant colored light condensed into a single point, and the captivating pressure enveloped Wang Shen. Wang Shen subconsciously felt that all his weaknesses and flaws were under the constant surveillance of the other party. , there is nothing to hide or conceal.
The colorful light flashed, and Wang Shen saw Zhen Miao raise her hand, and the ink-textured cinnabar stone turned into a long winding dragon and shot towards Wang Shen.
The mountain heart jade on his neck gave off a sensor warning, telling Wang Shen that this technique could not be used to block or parry. Wang Shen immediately understood, because this colorful water column-like thing contained an unspeakable evil spirit, so he could only dodge and avoid it. If a weapon or body came into contact with it, the thing would inevitably follow its path and penetrate into the meridians and acupuncture points. , although he didn’t know what the next move was, Wang Shen knew that it would never be easy if he got caught by that thing. He immediately used his magical power and moved several meters laterally to avoid the colorful light.
However, Zhen Miao's offensive was far more than that. Immediately afterwards, the long colorful dragon seemed to have transformed into thousands of rays. No matter where Wang Shen hid, there would be a ray of colorful light shooting towards his landing point. If he hadn't learned Wang Shen may have already mastered the Pianka family's "magic act" at this moment. He didn't dare to be careless at all. Zhen Miao's colorful light attack was too fast. He had to use the protective magic "An Ran" to the extreme so that he could devote some of his mind to fighting back with the sword. But using An Ran with all his strength would definitely destroy his Dantian. With most of the inner-circulation real power taken away, the power of the sword skills he can perform will inevitably be greatly reduced.
"Whoosh!"
The light of the knife flashed, and Wang Shen's neck felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He felt that his throat was almost broken and he fell backwards.
It turned out that it was the three Shinto disciples lurking in the dark who took action. The three of them appeared in the field at some unknown time and stood side by side. At this time, each of them was holding a sword in their hands. The man with the blue dragon tattooed face had a sword in his hand. The sword was still buzzing, and it was he who had just used the Tiger Style Iai to sneak attack Wang Shen. However, what he didn't expect was that he originally wanted to cut off Wang Shen's throat and then capture and treat him again, but he never expected that Wang Shen's body protection skills were so strong that the child forcefully stabbed him with his throat. But unscathed.
Wang Shen held his throat with his hands for a long time before he could catch his breath. Without the rare treasure of Shanxin Jade, the Japanese would have cut his throat open even if he didn't cut off his head with a knife. Wang Shen raised his head and saw three Japanese standing in a row, each holding a Japanese sword. Their postures and expressions were surprisingly consistent, as if they were replicas. An evil fire surged into his heart, and Wang Shen had murderous intentions in his heart.
At this moment, a figure crashed down and stood in front of the three Shinto disciples and Zhen Miao. The man deliberately fell to the ground heavily, breaking the ground into pieces and sending smoke and dust everywhere. This person was Peng Yan, the Shusan who had just been punched by Wang Shen. At this time, his originally handsome face had become extremely distorted, and he was gnashing his teeth like a ghost from hell.
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On that day, the Wengyi people seized the body of a slovenly Tibetan and found the two of them, telling them everything about what happened to Wang Shen.
He Wen, the master of the Two Immortals of Calligraphy and Painting, followed the ancient god Emperor Di Jun a long time ago. When Emperor Jun founded the "Temple" ten years ago, Shusheng Lan directly became the founder of the temple, with a status second only to the three ancient evils and He Wen. Under the twenty-eight constellations, even the once arrogant master Suanni, Baihuaxian, Yan Nanfeng, Fan Ba, Qiye Zhenren, Fu Yanzhen and other extremely powerful people now succumb to the leadership of the master.
The temple and foreign Freemasonry are currently cooperating. The two major forces have a common capture target-the key. And Lan Shusheng, who has access to high-level secrets, knows the true identity of the key, that is Wang Shen. With the convenient relationship of Zunlan Scholar, the calligraphy and painting immortals have seen Wang Shen’s detailed information: where he lives, where he goes to school, what he cultivates, what he likes to eat, what he likes to do, and Wang Shen’s information that will be updated every once in a while. Apply for life photos.
After Wengyi Sanren finished describing Wang Shen's physical characteristics, Peng Yan took out a photo of Wang Shen to show him.
"Yes! It's this kid!" Wengyi Sanren seemed to have seen a living enemy, and his eyes seemed to be filled with flames.
The two Immortals of Calligraphy and Painting communicated quietly through sound transmission, and then they all took action together. One person struck the Weng Yi Sanren's Heavenly Spirit Cap, and the other struck his Dantian in the lower abdomen.
