Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The fist wrapped in a golden halo was punched straight by Wei Canglan.

Without any accident, the fist hit Zhuge Kun's chest with precision.

boom--

Although this punch was not as overbearing and fierce as the Jiwu Bahuang Fist, it was blessed by Buddha's light, and its power should not be underestimated.

Zhuge Kun's figure immediately flew upside down, like a kite with a broken string, fluttering in the wind, hitting a thick tree trunk before stopping, and finally fell to the ground, gushing out a mouthful of blood.

Wei Canglan looked at his fist, the vajra on it was still flashing, he blinked his eyes twice, a little unbelievable.

Lao Tzu is so awesome now?
This should be the effect of practicing boxing?

I rub it.

What is the realm of the opponent's cultivation?Can't hold my punch?
I'm not at the pinnacle of martial arts right now, am I?

Hahahahahaha.

Wei Canglan was fantasizing in his heart, but his face was still calm. He withdrew his fist, took two steps forward, and said to Zhuge Kun who had struggled to get up from the ground:
"Senior Zhuge, please listen to the next piece of advice, don't force yourself to stand out for the sake of the younger generation, you are helping the evildoer."

Xun Wenhong looked at this scene, and Zuoqiuru exchanged glances, everything was kept silent.

Cang Lan, Cang Lan, you are really...

I was afraid that the National People's Congress would vomit blood, and I had to reason with people.

That's right, if you don't convince him, how can the other party listen to your reasoning.

Well, after all, cultivating immortals depends on whose fists are hard.

"Wei Canglan, very good."

"You succeeded in angering the old man."

"You can actually hurt me, but now I have the strength of a half-immortal."

"It seems that you are indeed as rumored, and your strength should not be underestimated."

The old guy who was beaten until he vomited blood finally recognized Wei Canglan's strength in his heart.

But recognition of strength belongs to recognition of strength, and he can disagree with Wei Canglan's actions.

In his heart, no one can hurt his Zhengyangzong disciples.

The disciples of Zhengyang Sect have parents, while those of other sects do not.

So, after Zhuge Kun got up, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, regained his strength after a few breath adjustments, opened his posture, and wanted to fight Wei Canglan to the end.

Others also came out from the side, facing Zhuge Kun together.

"Okay, okay, Cangxing Sect is bullying others. Aren't you ashamed that more than a dozen people besieged the old man alone?"

When Xun Wenhong heard this, he was overjoyed, pointed at the opposite nose and cursed:

"Old-nosed and old-fashioned, you were the first to provoke the incident, and now you can't beat us and start blaming us. Is there anyone like you?"

Wei Canglan also felt sick for a while.

This Zhuge Kun is a double standard.

From the moment he wanted to stand up for his disciples, he was doomed to be a dog with double standards.

Oh shit.

This kind of person deserves a beating.

Wei Canglan felt that the other party's breathing began to quicken, and it was obvious that the effect of the elixir was about to wear off.

Looking up at the sky through a gap in the woods, because it was too blurry, I could only tell that it was past morning.

After delaying for so long, when will I find Su Wudao.

Moreover, this place is already approaching the depths of the forest, so be careful, in case there are any monsters.

While Wei Canglan was thinking, Zhuge Kun took out the elixir from the ring again and swallowed it directly, taking advantage of everyone's inattention.

"What am I!"

Wei Canglan cursed directly.

Xun Wenhong shouted angrily:

"Zhuge Kun, you are still a human being! Still taking medicine? Are you crazy? With your bones, if you take it again, you will die!"

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Kun didn't care about these at all. After taking the medicine, he was in a semi-immortal state again, with a mighty momentum, and he started to fly among the trees, not sure who he was going to attack.

Wei Canglan was overwhelmed with anger, but he had no choice but to take Chen Yu to dodge.

boom--

A loud bang.

I don't know where, a spiritual energy suddenly flew over.

Even with chains.

This looks like a magic weapon.

Wei Canglan quickly dodged, the iron chain flashed against his cheek, and the aura tore his sleeves apart.

Fortunately, Chen Yu beside her was not injured at all, and she even had a chance to draw out her long sword, causing the sword energy to collide with the iron chain.

Looking at the figure moving at high speed in the distance, Wei Canglan cursed inwardly:
This old immortal.

It's crazy.

Not to mention taking drugs, but also using a magic weapon.

Get into the ground so fast!
boom--

Another aura struck.

However, this time, Zhuge Kun's target was not Wei Canglan, but an elder.

The elder was obviously weak in strength and couldn't dodge in time. He was hit by the spiritual energy, wailed in pain, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

"First seat, be careful!"

Immediately afterwards, another elder shouted and was hit by a chain.

In an instant, the two elders lost their fighting power.

Wei Canglan frowned.

boom--

The third offensive strikes.

This time, Wei Canglan could see clearly that there were three chains and three strands of spiritual energy coming from all directions.

Xun Wenhong and Zuo Qiuru also noticed.

But they don't care about other people, so they can only barely protect themselves.

Facing the half-immortal monks, no matter how advanced they are, they are still mortals with naked eyes, unable to compete with them, and can only temporarily avoid the edge.

"what--"

Several elders were severely injured, and some flew out backwards.

Seeing that most of his own combat strength had been lost, and if he continued like this, he would be slowly wiped out by the opponent, Wei Canglan gritted his teeth, spotted a spirit energy attacking again, and dodged towards that side.

Although Lao Kuideng's speed is very fast, as long as he can predict his direction, he can be caught!
The next moment, Wei Canglan's shoulder bumped into the opponent's chest!
He guessed right.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Canglan took out a wine gourd and was about to set the surroundings on fire.

But when he caught sight of the surrounding trees out of the corner of his eye, he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​lighting the fire.

Of course it is not because of "set fire to the mountain and sit in prison".

Rather, if he uses the wine gourd, the flames of the Huoming King will definitely be set ablaze all the surrounding trees.

Don't forget, there are still several elders lying on the ground, some of them fell into a coma, and some of them couldn't move.

When the trees are ignited, a fire is bound to form, and they cannot get out!Just be buried here.

So, during the crisis, Wei Canglan put away the wine gourd and replaced it with a slap, a slap on that old face.

How did you beat Ye Xiaosi?

How can Wei Xiaohua beat your eldest disciple?

I even slapped you together today!

Snapped!
The crisp and loud slap echoed in the woods.

Zhuge Kun looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, his face full of astonishment.

He never imagined that he would be slapped in the face by a young man.

This is simply a disgrace!
"Wei Canglan, I want you to die!"

"This old man has lived all his life, and no one dares to be so presumptuous to me. You are the first and the last."

Zhuge Kun was completely angry.

A monstrous spiritual energy swept up.