Chapter 504

Luke can't interrupt the plan because of ah Jiu. The Heavenly Master's plan is what he must get. As for the youth, he should try his best to cure him. If he really can't, he should call No. 6 and enter his body.

The competition in the stadium is only a factor. What really matters is husha Sutra.

Some good people call him the time for the world to brew for three days, and a challenge letter will be sent to Xiaoyao temple.

Challenger: Zhang ajiu;

Time: the afternoon after tomorrow;

Location: the main entrance of Taoist temple.

A stone stirs up a thousand waves. Different from the ancient martial arts, daomen has countless legends. Some powerful old Taoists are even called immortals. Immortals can't be measured by common sense. That boy dares to challenge immortals.

In the ancient martial arts world, the various schools of daomen are also confused.

Not only them, but also the Chinese leaders who got the news were full of question marks. What is Luke Shaw going to do? From guwu to Xiuzhen, is he going to beat the whole Chinese.

It's too rampant!

The public opinion was boiling, and then Dirk told the leaders that if they wanted to return to the plaque, they would send their disciples to the gate of Xiaoyao temple as required.

Now everyone is not calm. The senior leaders of several sects get together all night, but they don't get a result after a discussion. Some don't want to cause trouble, and some have ulterior motives. They want to take the opportunity to find out the truth. By the way, observe Zhang ajiu.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. You can't believe all the words on the Internet. You need to see with your own eyes to make a decision.

Compared with their restlessness, Xiaoyao view is very calm, not accepting, not rejecting.

Two days later, a group of people appeared at the gate of Xiaoyao temple, headed by ah Jiu. At this time, he was different from the past. He was wearing a silver combat suit, a helmet on his head, and his eyes were shining.

When the door opened, a middle-aged Taoist came out and said with no sorrow or joy,

"Xiaoyao temple is not a place to fight with others. We feel inferior to ourselves. Please leave. Don't disturb Qingxiu temple."

That's surrender!

They all looked at each other. There was an illusion of punching on the cotton. Some people looked at the young man in front to see how he would react.

Ah Jiu didn't say much. He went to the door and flew up to take off the plaque.

"You dare!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was very angry. His long sleeves danced and he didn't see how to exert his strength. He suddenly came to ah Jiu. The next moment, the sound of broken bones sounded. The Taoist priest flew back faster, covered his chest and vomited blood.

Ah Jiu said blankly,

"Didn't you give up?"

If you lose, you have to pick up the plaque. It's from Luke's religion. The simple minded youngster doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.

The middle-aged Taoist is angry and angry. The Xiaoyao temple has been handed down for nearly a thousand years and is one of the major branches of the Taoist school. If the plaque is removed, it will not be laughed to death.

Ah Jiu ignored his idea, carried the plaque on his shoulder and turned to walk out.

People's expression became extremely wonderful, want to laugh and dare not, can only quietly thumbs up, secret way this boy is really his cow, even the door's face dare to hit.

"Stop!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest gave a big drink, stood up in pain and cheered word by word,

"Aren't you looking for a competition? Wait here. I'll find someone to compare with you. "

Then he turned to return to the Taoist temple.

Ah Jiu acted according to his words and put down the plaque, showing patience.

Ten minutes later, a group of Taoists dressed up appeared at the door. The old Taoist priest, who was headed by Tong Yan and he FA, was covered with dust on his wrist, which was quite like a hermit.

The old Taoist's real name is Zhao Hongyi, and his legal name is XuanZhen.

He first glanced at the crowd, then at the door plaque on the ground, and finally at ah Jiu. He was really shocked by the shenmang in the young man's eyes.

At the age of 15, it's amazing to have such high accomplishments.

Ah Jiu stepped forward,

"Which of you is going to compete with me?"

Zhao Changqing sighed, "daomen is a place of pure cultivation, not good at working with people."

oh

Ah Jiu answered and lifted the plaque again.

Zhao Changqing

He finally understood his apprentice's words. The young man's brain was weak and he only knew death reason. It was useless to deal with this kind of problem. He could only solve the problem with action.

"It's a long way to go. Don't hurt people."

"I see, master."

A Taoist priest in his thirties came out of the crowd and stood in front of ah Jiu. He had a short beard and a plain robe. His face was unshakable and could not see the depth.

Ah Jiu asked at Luke's command,

"How many games shall we play?"

Dao Yuan said, "one scene."

Simple words show great confidence.

Ah Jiu put down the plaque,

"Can we start now?"

"Yes."

Then, a tiger roar burst out of thin air, and the boy's eyes turned into blood red. The sense of terror and killing surged around like a tsunami. His inner breath overflowed from his orifices and surrounded his whole body, turning into a faint red tiger shadow.

His husha Sutra is different from Linda's. Kryptonian's body is a storage battery, absorbing energy from the sun. This energy has no attribute. He uses internal breathing and has ontological will. The tiger shadow is more fierce and more attractive.

In a sense, ah Jiu's practice is the orthodox method, but Linda is just a copycat.

Everyone was so scared by this scene that they could not help retreating, with deep fear on their faces.

The old Taoist's face suddenly changed and he roared,

"It's a long way to go. It's going back."

Unfortunately, it's too late. Daoyuan, who is captured by the tiger's shadow, can't move at all. He is hit in the chest by ah Jiu Yi, who is coming at a high speed.

The red fist smashes the clothes, penetrates the body and falls on the far wall, leaving a spider web like crack.

Daoyuan vomited blood and slowly fell to the ground.

As crazy as a devil, the young man opened his mouth and bit each other's neck. At the critical moment, a stabbing pain came from his brain. A green light flashed in his eyes. The murderous spirit disappeared, and the blood light also dissipated.

The boy returned to his original simple and honest appearance, scratched his hair and looked around in a puzzled way. It took a few seconds for him to react,

"Did I win?"

His response was silence.

It's a totally different experience to be on the screen and on the scene. People finally understand why people in the stadium pee their pants.

This boy is the devil of the world.

Several Taoists rushed up and helped Daoyuan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. One of them gave him a pulse. After examination, his face became extremely ugly,

"There is only one breath of life left after the internal organs have been severely damaged."

All the Taoists are furious and stare at ah Jiu with cannibal eyes.

The young man wondered,

"Didn't you say just one fight?"

"You..."

"All right!"

Zhao Changqing came up and took a deep look at ah Jiu,

"We lost the contest."

"I took the plaque with me."

The old Taoist closed his eyes, and the corner of his mouth trembled slightly.

Ah Jiu is not polite. He carries the plaque and walks away in the eyes of the people.