On the Wudao Mountain and under the Dharma Body Tower, several teams of people are facing each other.

About one-quarter of the warriors were somewhat injured while guarding the Dharma body tower.

The remaining three-quarters are divided into seven or eight factions.

Although some are vicious, some are embarrassed, and some are expressionless.

But at this moment...the roles they play are absolutely not glorious.

"Zuo Zixiong, Wang Defa! You are guarding the Dharma Body Tower to the death and saying that you are going to wait for the Master to come back. In fact, you just want to occupy the nine Dharma Body Pictures."

"Don't you think you're too greedy?"

"Everyone wants to see what secrets are hidden in the Master's nine Dharma Body Pictures? Why not take them out and take them together, and then find someone who is good at painting and copying several copies of this Dharma Body Pictures. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to divide them evenly?" A burly, muscular and dark-skinned man stood at the forefront of a team of warriors and looked at Zuo Zixiong and Wang Defa and said.

While speaking, five balls of fire clouds flashed above the person's head, and a flame dragon swelled faintly among the fire clouds. It was obvious that he had cultivated the outdoor scene to a certain level.

It seems to be just a discussion, but it is actually a demonstration.

Wang Defa coughed twice, but his figure flashed but he had the image of a Taoist in Qingyi. He was faintly behind him, forming a blur.

Although it dispersed quickly, it had a stronger deterrence.

This is not just the external scene, but it is infinitely close to the Dharma body.

"Murrong Yuan, I know what you plan."

"How much benefit did the remnants of the White Lotus Sect give you? He actually made you do such an act of abandoning the sect and betraying the master?" Wang Defa asked.

The strong and strong man who was questioned by Wang Defa sneered: "Don't rush to put a hat on me. The Master disappeared suddenly and didn't say who would inherit the Taoist tradition. You claim to be the master of the Master, and come up with evidence!"

"I also suspect that you guys who serve the Master on a daily basis have secretly poisoned the Master!"

"You fart!"

"If you have the courage, come over and practice with my aunt!" Gong Ruolin had a hot temper, how could she bear this? He carried a mixed iron stick and wore a close-fitting dress in a dragon skin. He went up to the front of the person and pointed at Murong Yuan with a long stick.

Murong Yuan looked at Gong Ruolin's perfect figure, with greed flashing in his eyes, but his head slightly shrank.

As we all know, in the past, in the entire martial arts mountain, Gong Ruolin could only be considered the forefront and would definitely not be among the top five.

But when it comes to actual combat ability, Gong Ruolin and Zuo Zixiong are equally matched and are the well-deserved senior sisters on Wudao Mountain.

Her own "fighting system" has almost completely abandoned unnecessary and tedious tricks. From the beginning of building a foundation, she has been committed to developing the potential of muscles and human bodies, as well as practical effects.

Although it takes more time and energy to practice, one set of things will be fully tempered every day, twelve hours are not enough, and it requires years of hard practice and persistence.

But the effect is indeed immediate.

"Senior Sister Gong! You have already established your own sect outside the mountain, why bother to come and trek into the muddy waters?"

"Or, you also want to get a share of the Dharma Body Picture?" Murong Yuan looked at Gong Ruolin, who was full of fighting spirit and fierce aura, and spoke up.

Gong Ruolin sneered, sweeping the iron rod, stirring up the wind and not arguing.

She went out independently and opened a door by herself, which was something that Cao Zhe had already had when he was in charge of Wudao Mountain.

That is, it was approved by Cao Zhe and approved!

Cao Zhe didn't want to be the overlord of the martial arts world, so there was no need to hold on to these subordinates.

Gong Ruolin... or other disciples who are willing to go out and open their own lineage, Cao Zhe has always supported his supportive view.

Because they keep following him, they will never find their own path.

“It’s so much nonsense!”

"Why don't you fight?"

"If you want to grab the picture, come right!"

"I will let you go if you win, my aunt. If you can't win, go down the mountain. Don't let it go." After Gong Ruolin said that, she was already carrying a stick and was caught in the crowd.

A strong wind mixed with fire, she was like a manic fireball that kept jumping, easily knocking out many warriors with great cultivation.

Every inch of her muscles was beating in a very beautiful way. While beating, the force she exerted was like condensed into the muscles and blood of the whole body.

The reason why she can do this is entirely due to her decades of hard work and training.

Gong Ruolin's fierceness really shocked some people.

But it also aroused the fierceness of more people.

The chaotic battle was about to begin. In addition to Zuo Zixiong sitting in front of the tower, a large number of disciples who were originally surrounded by the tower drew out their weapons and spread out slightly, preparing to fight again.

This has been in recent days, and I don’t know which war it was.

Despite the torment, no one compromised.

bite!

bite!

bite!

It is the sound of jade artifacts colliding with each other.

This sound is very familiar.

In the past, the "Teacher" seemed to like this the most.

The originally chaotic battle situation suddenly became stiff and stopped.

Half of the bald men in the crowd laughed: "Just pretending to be a ghost! Look, I scared you!"

"They've lost any tricks!"

"I actually came up with this method. I really think the Master can come back?"

"Kill me!"

Wang Defa was fighting and asking a fellow disciple around him: "Junior Brother Hu asked those Confucian disciples for help, haven't you replied yet?"

Following Wang Defa's fellow disciples, he said bitterly: "It's not that easy. Although there are many Confucian scholars in the world, Confucian scholars who can confront warriors head-on must at least be in a state of inconsistency. Moreover, most Confucian scholars are weak and have no strong energy to protect themselves. They may not be able to block a single attack from a warrior. This is not easy to ask for help!"

As he was talking, he saw a fiery red fox passing over the crowd and jumping under the Dharma body tower.

Then Feng Sheng also rushed over and knocked all the people blocking the way away.

"The master is back!"

"Who dares to be arrogant?" Hongyu shouted loudly.

But Murong Yuan felt even more relieved. While avoiding Gong Ruolin's "chasing", he said in the crowd: "A fox, a fool, who do you want to scare?"

"A family is missing a fox fur. Today I will strip you, the little fox's skin!"

"Who are you going to peel off?" Cao Zhe's voice came in a plain and penetrating way.

Just as everyone could not believe it, Cao Zhe appeared in the crowd calmly and plainly, as if he had been here all the time, watching everything happening.

Or maybe, he never left.

"Take it...Take it...Take it!" Murong Yuan was so scared that he shivered.

Then he did not dodge Gong Ruolin's pursuit and was beaten to the ground by a stick.

Murong Yuan simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Cao Zhe.

"Husband, Master! I am obsessed with it, I am not a thing, please... please let me know." Only Murong Yuan himself knew how much pressure he was under at this moment.

In the eyes of others, he suddenly became soft at the moment when Cao Zhe appeared.

But only Murong Yuan could see that he was about to be thrown into the boundless purgatory. If he took another step, he would be without his bones and his soul would be scattered.

This is not a false illusion, it is precisely that Cao Zhe completely concentrating his power without any overflow or waste.

"ha!"

"You kneel down to me?"

"I have taught you so long, just to let you learn how to kneel down to me?" Cao Zhe said coldly, and glanced at him, and a large area of ​​kneeling down in the crowd.

"I won't give it to you, you dare to rob it... I really appreciate it."

"This at least means that you have a kindness and will not surrender to others."

"But you knelt on me, it was you who embarrass me." Cao Zhe pointed at Murong Yuan and the group of people who knelt down under his gaze, and in an instant, they were fragrant.
Chapter completed!