Chapter 721

He seems to be talking to Xu Hanshan, but his eyes are always on the second master. His mouth is cold and his eyes are full of banter.

He asked, "do you know why I let Xu Hanshan stay?"

There was an old man who was not low in status. He clenched his fist and said, "you arranged all these things."

Butler Tang shook his head and said, "it's all you can do. I'm just pushing the boat along the river. That's all."

"Are you still the Tang family?" He gritted his teeth and waited for a positive answer from Butler Tang.

The wind suddenly rises, a few leaves that have not fallen in the coldest time can't hold on, falling with the wind, leaving their last traces in the world.

"My surname is Tang, and I have always been the Tang family." Said Butler Tang.

"Then I must kill you!" After the old man killed him, the strength of Xuankong realm was brought into full play.

Even if he did not go out of his own way, he was not weaker than anyone after years of specialized research.

Xu Hanshan is less vigilant than just now.

Even if Chamberlain Tang said lies, he was on the same front as him, at least not alone.

"Die!"

As soon as the second master spoke, the gun was like a dragon. He completely abandoned the opening and closing he had just made. He was delicate and did not forget the sneak attacks from time to time.

This is not sinister. It's a normal little skill. It's just to kill with one blow.

However, his opponent is Xu Hanshan, who has played with Tang Chuan many times. His understanding of spear halberd may not be better than that of Erye.

Tang Chuan is not a kind of fuel-saving lamp.

Every time he started, he was a habitual dead hand, merciless.

The night is so beautiful that the hidden sins are ignored subconsciously.

The war situation is so anxious that neither Xu Hanshan nor the second master can do anything, and the other side can be forgiven.

But the old man couldn't take down Butler Tang. More than once, his spear almost passed his neck.

Every time, it's just a little bit short. The old man's eyes are more and more cold, and he doesn't keep his moves.

If there is one who has lived a little longer and has seen a long time, he can probably know that the spear he wields is full of bloody evil spirits. With his unique spear technique, he is extremely fierce.

It is said that there is another kind of friars, who specialize in battle array and baptize themselves with the power of blood evil spirits. The way they practice is the same as that of the monks who walk the secular world.

The old man's surname is Wang and his name is ye. He is not a Taoist and has no Taoist title.

In his early years, he was a general in Northern Xinjiang. Later, he was defeated all the way to the South and became a general from a small soldier. Later, he got a training formula, which is said to be written by Tu Baiqi.

He didn't know whether it was true or not, but the Dharma formula was the basis for him to become a monk.

Even if he was already full of silver hair and was regarded as a bad old man by a young monk in Xuankong, his heart was invincible.

In particular, he had been addicted to it for years. As for the understanding of battle, the secular world must be a generation of military gods.

"Touch!"

A black figure on the ground, hum do not hum a sound, difficult to get up, face is indifferent. It's as if it wasn't yourself who was just thrown down.

Tang Chuan followed, looking at them, even voice good, cold tone.

"Sure enough, it's better to start first and suffer later!" He said to himself, a sword swung out, even if the second master shot out, it was a step slower.

Youdao is slow and slow.

The second master closed his eyes and was angry.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "you are a challenge to the Qingling realm. You should die!"

Long halberd points to, Tang Chuan unexpectedly faces a way: "can dare a war!"

Before the second master spoke, Xu Hanshan said, "he is my opponent."

The second master's face was like ice, not wordy. He killed Tang Chuan directly. Behind him was Xu Hanshan's sigh.

"If you break through to the late stage of Xuankong, you can fight with me, but now You don't deserve it! "

The sound was like a bell, and the open window trembled in the air.

Long halberd and spear are fighting in the air, and every second is the collision of blood and fire. A move is in one form. I don't know how long it has been polished. Besides, it is exquisite, and its lethality is not reduced at all.

"Not bad!" This is Tang Chuan's evaluation of the second master, but before waiting for the second master to be happy, he added: "the skill is done here?"

Second Ye Leng hum: "more than!"

Long spear stabbed, only one second stabbed out 9981 blood pear flowers.

The whole area was blasted by a long halberd, and tangchuan used a simple and crude way.

There are a lot of exquisite shooting techniques, and the change of aura is even more inconceivable. The best way is to explode. Put it by your side. God knows what moths will appear.

"Not enough, not enough!" Tang Chuan drank lightly and was full of provocation.

His brow is frivolous, and his mouth is always joking.

Under the absolute advantage, his action is not abrupt, but normal.Yanjing has already woken up, especially those who pay close attention to Tang Chuan. They have not slept all night, waiting for the result.

Not everyone has a good opinion of Tang Chuan and the Tang family, but not everyone is extremely resistant to Tang Chuan. The reason for a family to survive is that interests are paramount. As long as the family can be better inherited, they will make any choice.

Those who resist history may have some fame in history, but none of them is spared.

With different attitudes, it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong. At least in Tang Chuan's eyes, no one is wrong.

It's like tonight.

It's too overbearing to allow yourself to be considered as a person and not as a person.

He is so ambitious that if he wants to become a monk in Xuanyin, he has to fight for everything with the vested interests. Even if there is not much conflict of interests, it is just the prelude to the storm.

When things come to an end, a great war cannot be avoided.

No matter what he did, qinglingyu did it for himself, just like Tang Chuan.

You can not see that some people want to eat his meat, but also some people like his tight.

The second master is probably the former at the moment. He knows why Huo Wudi was defeated. This is nothing more than the realm, but the road.

Tang Chuan and they stepped out of their own way, otherwise how can be invincible for a long time.

Even those who are regarded as the most favored by heaven are just the future, which is just the future.

If today fell here, qinglingmen angry, will not revenge for themselves, no one knows.

Taking a deep breath, he understood why his elder brother didn't strive for the first place in everything. Instead, he repeatedly urged himself to fight without fighting. He didn't want to go through this muddy water!

"No one told you not to be distracted at this time?" Tang Chuan grinned and was very happy.

He had a long halberd in his hand, and the angle of his cunning was chilling. The second master was just sweating, nothing else.

"Die!" He gulped, trying to make the last shot.

Tangchuan ran away, dripping blood on the long halberd, stained on the lawn, nourishing the tender green leaves.

"Keng!"

He threw down the halberd, and the whole blade of the halberd was buried in the soil, beside the second master.

The halberd was still shaking and shaking in the air.

"Is this a warning?" He laughed at himself and couldn't help laughing.

He thought about everything, especially how Huo Wudi was defeated. Kawabata's defeat is not necessarily the same as his opponents.

After a long breath of turbid gas, he stood up, his bright and clean clothes were in a mess, and some blood stains on his body did not directly condense into ice like water, but transpiration.

Compared with ordinary people, the cultivators are closer to nature. After all, Taoism stresses the way of nature.

Everything in their bodies can be perfectly integrated with the world, even if it is words and deeds. Never feel embarrassed, because the body everywhere, is home.

The moon is sad, this is not the time when the night is getting dark. With some other things, more attention has been paid to this place from all over China.

Tang Chuan's aura turned into armor, and every step was down-to-earth until his boots fell under the eyes of the second master.

"Tell me who you are." Tang Chuan lightly pulled out his long halberd and struck Wang Ye, an old man who was not convinced.

"Cough!" His mouth vomited blood and his face was unbelievable.

They are all monks in the Xuankong realm. Even if they are one level short, they will not be beaten like this. This is not like the strength that Xuankong should have.

Even the second master on one side was stunned. He didn't know the power of Tang Chuan. Now he took a look, Tang Chuan just didn't seriously fight with himself, more like he was teasing himself.

Angry, he could not help but feel a little lucky, also could not help blushing.

It seems to others that this is the expression of the second master's anger. He is definitely surprised that he is afraid of Tang Chuan.

Tang Chuan put the halberd into the void and said, "I dare not even say the three words of qinglingyu?"

The second master's face was even redder. He didn't know whether he should say it or not. At the same time, he was shocked and scolded his elder brother more than once.

It's not a good grindstone. It's obviously a hard bone. Who has such a good mouth?

Even if he is unconvinced, he is still in the bottom of his heart, and will not show up in front of the stage, especially in front of Tang Chuan.

Fortunately, he heard a rumor that he had never done, that is, a strong monk can't read his mind, especially to a monk.

It's not disrespectful, it's that he has more and easier ways to get things done, and there's no need for trouble.

"Talk about it. Maybe we can cooperate once more!" Tang Chuan also said, in a casual tone, he knew what sincerity he had when he saw nothing.

"Since Mr. Tang said so, it's better to be respectful than to obey orders," he said

He didn't have the courage to call Tang Chuan's full name. He didn't want to call him an elder or a Taoist friend. He felt that he couldn't say it at all. It can only be replaced by the name "Mr. Tang", which he occasionally heard mentioned.He was still cold, there was not a trace of flattery on his face, but only serious and indifferent. As if Tang Chuan did not have a halberd to kill the people he brought.

When they came, they were full of confidence. Knowing that tangchuan was only a halberd, he let them all die in battle, which was a reward for the nurturing grace of Qing Lingyu.

It is not impossible to exchange the life of these people for Tang Chuan's sympathy, even if no one will admit it.

"I am the second of the contemporary disciples of the Qingling realm, and I am called the second master." He introduced himself, "you can call me by my first name..."

"sophomore?" Tang Chuan interrupted his words with a smile, without hesitation.

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