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"it is good."

Chen Heng nodded and accepted the matter.

"Little friend Bai Jun, this is the most outstanding young hero of our Wuling Gang. I believe that the two of you will definitely have something in common."

Gou Longxun and Chen Heng happily walked to Bai Jun and patted Chen Heng on the shoulder.

"Chen Heng." Chen Heng directly reported his name without any extra courtesy.

In Chen Heng's view, the quality of this so-called Taoist is unknown, and there is no need to respect him more.

Besides, it’s still unclear which of the two is the opponent.

"I've met fellow Daoist Chen." Bai Jun was different. Although he didn't like Chen Heng very much, he still bowed.

"Haha, we two old men won't disturb you here."

Gou Longxun stroked his beard, dragged Qi Longhu and planned to leave.

"I heard that you are a Taoist?" Chen Heng doesn't like to play around with twists and turns. It is his nature to go straight.

"Yes, I am the disciple of Qiu Yongling, the great elder of the True Immortal Sect."

Bai Jun frowned, feeling that Chen Heng was not very friendly to him.

"Whatever your strength is, don't hold us back when the time comes."

Chen Heng looked Bo Jun up and down, looking suspiciously at his thin arms and legs.

"Why, Fellow Daoist Chen has no confidence in my strength?" Bai Jun raised his eyebrows, getting a little angry.

No matter how you put it, he is just a fifteen-year-old boy, who is at his most confident.

At this time, someone doubting his strength must be very unhappy.

"I think you are quite young. How easy is it to practice Taoism?" Chen Heng continued to provoke. He planned to have a fight with Bai Jun.

It's best to force him to use all his strength so that his position can be arranged when the Ghost Corpse Temple attacks.

Chen Heng has already decided that he will handle the main force of the Ghost Corpse Temple.

The remaining smelly fish, rotten shrimps and zombie evil spirits were handed over to Gou Longxun and the others.

When Chen Heng opened Wushuang, he would definitely not be able to take into account the safety of his family in the city. Someone must defend the city.

As for this Bo Jun, whether to follow him or defend the city depends on his strength.

In fact, Chen Heng is a bit swollen now. After all, no one can force him to use his full strength.

No, let alone using all your strength, you can't even break his golden pattern.

"Haha, can a mortal warrior doubt my strength?"

Bai Jun was still young, and Chen Heng made him very angry with just a few words.

"It seems that you look down on mortal warriors." Chen Heng was very satisfied with Bai Jun's reaction and took off his gown.

"What, you want to spar?"

Bai Jun also drew out his long sword and pointed it at Chen Heng.

"Come on, let me see how good you are."

Chen Heng did not fully release his muscles. He was afraid that he would kill Bai Jun with one punch.

Chen Heng still needs to give Gou Longxun some respect, as he is still his subordinate in name.

"Okay! Then I will let you see the difference between a cultivator and a mortal warrior!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Jun swung the sword in his hand and stabbed Chen Heng.

Ding!

Chen Heng pinched the long sword in Bai Jun's hand with two fingers and pointed outside the main hall.

"Don't fight here. Will you pay for anything if it's broken?"

After saying that, Chen Heng appeared next to Bai Jun and grabbed his collar.

With a whoosh, Bai Jun flew out and rushed straight to the martial arts hall.

There is a martial arts performance hall at the entrance of every hall of the Wuling Gang, and the chief helmsman is no exception.

In mid-air, Bai Jun slowly stood on his feet and floated in mid-air.

"He is indeed a cultivator." Chen Heng's eyes lit up. He just wanted to challenge this kind of opponent.

Ordinary warriors can no longer bring pressure to him. Only these extraordinary people can give him a sense of fighting.

"You are strong."

Bai Jun's expression was solemn. He didn't expect that the mortal warrior in front of him could be so evil.

Although the sword he just struck did not use spiritual power, it was not something that the physical body could take.

The long sword in his hand is not an ordinary mundane thing. It is a protective treasure left by his master Qiu Yongling!

Shocking Sword!

"I know I'm strong." Chen Heng didn't mean to be modest at all, so he accepted Bai Jun's praise as a matter of course.

"You also know that Brother Qi and the others invited you here to deal with the Ghost Corpse Temple."

"So, I have to give you a try."

"Understood." Bai Jun was not surprised by Chen Heng's words, and even somewhat understood them.

"Then I will show you the power of a cultivator!"

"Five Elements Thunder Technique! Fire Thunder!"

Bai Jun pointed his finger in the void, and a magical talisman appeared in mid-air.

Then, the Jinghong Sword in his hand pierced the talisman, and a barrel-thick red thunder and lightning burst out instantly!

"it is good!"

Chen Heng became excited.

Because the thunder and lightning made his skin feel a little stinging.

Since the completion of the indestructible power of Vajra, Chen Heng has not felt pain for a long time.

Coupled with the blessing of the immortal golden body, he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Unexpectedly, today he could feel the slightest bit of pain that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

"bring it on!"

Chen Heng did not dodge or dodge, he clasped his hands together and used all his strength to activate the immortal golden body, actually trying to directly resist this bucket-sized red lightning!

Boom!

Red thunder and lightning covered Chen Heng and the surrounding area several meters away.

The ground was melted by fire and thunder, turning into magma.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Heng's laughter came out from the smoke and dust. He was still full of energy and seemed uninjured.

"Not bad, not bad, the power is not bad."

Unscathed, Chen Heng stepped out of the lava and tore off the tattered shorts on his body.

"How can it be!?"

Bai Jun's eyes widened in mid-air, his face full of disbelief.

Although he didn't use all his strength to hit the fire and thunder just now, it was not something that a mortal body could withstand.

Even the demon will be wiped out in this blow.

"Is this man a monster?"

"Although the power is good, if you only have this little strength, then I won't let you hold me back."

Chen Heng raised his head and looked at Bai Jun, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Then I'll show you!" Bai Jun, a fifteen-year-old boy, couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, and his blood rushed to his head.

"Golden thunder! Water thunder! Wooden thunder! Earthen thunder!"

Four talismans were drawn at the same time, and the Jinghong Sword cut the four talismans in half.

Four four-color lightning bolts, thicker than before, struck Chen Heng.

The power is extremely terrifying, like the power of God!

But Chen Heng still refused to dodge, opening his arms and chest to welcome the four four-color thunder.

Boom boom boom!

The power of these four thunder spells directly lifted off the roof of the martial arts hall, and thick smoke floated out.

Gou Longxun and Qi Longhu, who were hiding not far away to spy on the two of them, were both sweating for Chen Heng.

If such a powerful thunder method fell on the two of them, they would probably be turned into charcoal by now.

"Chen Heng...should you be fine?" Gou Longxun, who was in the Xiantian realm, swallowed.

Although he knew the gap between Taoists and ordinary warriors, he didn't expect it to be so big.

A fifteen-year-old boy is so strong.

"It should be fine. I haven't seen that boy Chen Heng get hurt."

Qi Longhu was also a little worried about Chen Heng's safety, but he still had full confidence in him.