All of this is slow to say, but from Jiang Wang going straight to the inner courtyard to Dong A's brazen attack, everything happened in a very short period of time.
Just before the vine snakes completely surrounded them in mid-air, a pale figure peeked into the gap and soared into the sky at a very fast speed, almost escaping.
call out! call out! call out!
Countless wooden thorns shot out and penetrated him in an instant!
His body paused in the air until those violent wooden thorns stopped, and then he fell from the air. From his head to his calves, there were dense blood holes, and he was so dead that he couldn't die any more.
The entire Taoist temple was silent. Both the outer disciples and the inner disciples were all deeply shocked by this scene.
Jiang Wang's eyelids twitched when he saw it, "That weird left-handed monster died like this?"
But Dong A didn't even look at it and said calmly: "The remaining one is still hiding?"
"It's ridiculous!" He walked leisurely and walked into the air step by step. "Everything in the jade cage is under my control. Everything is full of vitality. Only your smell is disgusting!"
He reached out his right hand and shook it lightly!
A big hand sprouted from a door and grabbed a man dressed as an outer disciple nearby. The five fingers of the wooden hand spread apart and spread all over the body in an instant, locking it firmly.
At the same time, the wooden arm quickly stretched out and lifted the person in front of Dong Ah in the air.
"Tell me, who sent you here? How dare you commit murder in the Taoist Temple?" Dong A turned his back to the starry sky, looking down at this daring assassin.
The wind seemed to have calmed down, quietly waiting for this person's answer.
The assassin with an ordinary face suddenly grinned, and his whole head suddenly exploded!
Dong Ah tightened his fist, and a layer of water film instantly enveloped the red and white objects, forming a swollen water ball.
He took another look at the corpse from before. A seed broke out of the ground and grew rapidly. The bud opened and turned into a big mouth, covering the corpse. Dong Ah threw the water ball in as well. The flower's big mouth closed and shrank back into the soil.
The two corpses were disposed of in this way, but the anger on Dong A's face became more and more obvious.
"The cultivation seeds of my country, Zhuang, were actually killed in the Taoist courtyard! The Zuo Dao demon is so bold! This matter must be investigated thoroughly! The City Lord's Mansion must give an explanation to this institute, and no matter who is behind it, he must be punished!"
The cultivation of the fifth-grade strongman was at full display, and his sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the whole city.
Many people in Maplewood City changed their expressions upon hearing this.
Then there was a loud voice that also spread throughout the city. It was Wei Quji, the lord of Maplewood City, "Don't worry, Dong Yuan, I will definitely explain this matter! No matter who or what is involved, once they are found out, they will be killed without mercy!" "
Jiang Wang watched this scene happen, vaguely feeling that he had touched some kind of fierce whirlpool under the sea.
Taoist temples are the place where the country cultivates talents and where the national destiny lies. Carrying a murder in a Taoist temple has already violated Dong'a's bottom line.
Qiang Qin took advantage of the border to ambush the enemy, and had already severely torn off Zhuang Guo's face. Nowadays, Zuo Dao is attacking the Taoist temple. Although he does not know what his purpose is, it is difficult to say that he has no idea of testing the official response.
Before today, it was well known that Dong A and Wei Quji were not compatible. The former belongs to the lineage of Prime Minister Du Ruhai, and the latter is the old department of General Huangfu Duanming.
With Dong'a's strength, there is no need to make such a big show of force to find out the demon. He used Taoism to cover the whole hospital, and then had a conversation with Wei Qujiyuan. It seemed more like he was trying to show his strength, clarify his attitude, and... Deter those guys who are ready to move in the shadows.
Zhuang country is not peaceful.
"It's all gone." Dong A had no expression on his face, turned around and walked down from the sky.
The door panel jumped back to its original position, the vine snake swam back to the wall... The entire Taoist temple instantly returned to its original state.
The night seems to have never been so quiet.
Everything seemed like a dream.
But the wounds that had not yet healed told Jiang Wang that this was true.
This is the strength of a fifth-grade expert.
It is also the scenery he will climb!
When Zhao Rucheng heard the news and rushed to the Taoist Academy, all the situation had calmed down. Only the disciples from the outer courtyard still gathered together in twos and threes, excited by the power of the dean.
He met Jiang Wang in the dormitory. At that time, the guy was carefully wiping his sword with a handkerchief painted with gold lines.
The handkerchief belongs to Zhao Rucheng of course, and no one in the whole dormitory would use this thing.
Zhao Rucheng first noticed his carefully bandaged instep and said with a smile: "Hey, why are you injured again? You are the best swordsman in the outer sect, are you hydrated?"
"It's not bad." Jiang Wang wiped the sword blade by himself: "Squeeze out the water, so I can teach you a lesson."
At this point, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Rucheng with a smile: "Brother."
"Isn't he just one year older than me and has practiced swordsmanship for one more year?" Zhao Rucheng curled his lips.
"It's a big day. Brother."
Zhao Rucheng picked up a handful of tooth flowers and said angrily: "Can you please stop wiping it? Do you know how many of the broken swords you have in your hand can be bought with this handkerchief?"
Jiang Wang smiled arrogantly: "Then do you know how many of your handkerchiefs the sword I, Jiang Wang, used will be worth in the future?"
But when these words came out, he and Zhao Rucheng fell silent at the same time.
Because this kind of talk has always been Fang Pengju's style. Using Zhao Rucheng's gold-embroidered handkerchief to clean his sword was also a "bad habit" he started. In his words, 'Our brothers' swords will be passed down through the ages in the future. What if we don't take good care of them? What a waste to wipe your face with such a good handkerchief! Although Rucheng is good-looking, can his face be passed down through the ages? '
Some people have disappeared, but the traces they left will still exist for a long time...
It was Zhao Rucheng who spoke first, then changed the subject and said: "Third brother. What did you mean by the monster attacking the Taoist temple this time? Is it...not an accident if it affects you?"
"The Fang family probably doesn't have the guts." Jiang Wang shook his head, "But I can't say for sure. By the way, have you seen the boss?"
Ling He went to Fang's house to return the body at noon, but he still hasn't come back. This can't help but worry him.
Zhao Rucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "I heard that he was kicked out of the Fang Mansion. I don't know where he will go next."
Jiang Wang was silent for a while, "Let's go and look for it."
"If I want to find you, I won't accompany a bad person to do bad things." Zhao Rucheng curled his lips.
"Hey, it's not like I invited him to accept the rejection. Why are you looking at me like this?"
Jiang Wang just stared at him without speaking.
He had no choice but to surrender, "Okay, okay. But it's so late, where can we find it?"
"First of all." Jiang Wang analyzed: "He will definitely not throw him into a mass grave."
"But he has no money." Zhao Rucheng continued.
"Then, he is an emotional person..." Jiang Wang stood up and walked out: "I know where he went."
"I still know what he is doing!" Zhao Rucheng followed behind and wrinkled his handsome nose, "He must be crying."
