Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

After Chu Wen shouted to take action, he found that only Xiu'er reacted, the two rabbit spirits did not move at all.

When he looked back, he saw two rabbit spirits holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, hiding behind him.

Chu Wen was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted, "You two, come at me!"

Hua Yanqiaoyu looked puzzled: "Where are you going?"

"Hit him!"

"Who to hit?"

"Hit that old man!"

"what?"

"Hit him!"

"I am afraid."

"..."

Chu Wen was so angry that he was fuming.

Which goblin dares not hit an old man! What kind of weird goblin is this! You two have completely disgraced the goblin.

Jiang Yulang was just about to take action, but when he saw this scene, his heart was melted by cuteness.

His anger subsided a little, and he laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha... You little brat, you actually ordered a woman to ward off disaster. Are you worthy of being called the master?"

This was too hurtful to his self-esteem. Chu Wen was furious and shouted at Jiang Yulang:

"I won't go with you! What can you do?"

"You want to try it?" Jiang Yulang squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked sarcastic.

Chu Wen clenched the stick tightly, ready to strike at any time. He raised the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly: "Can you still rob me by force?"

"You little bastard, you're quite courageous. What if I rob you?"

"Fuck your mother, you old bastard, just try and grab one!"

Jiang Yulang was so angry that he was shaking all over. He was about to cut the foul-mouthed boy into pieces, but suddenly he remembered that there was still the Imperial Observatory. There was no need to offend those killers for a few dozen taels of silver.

"You poor fellows, you just want silver, right? I'll give you fifty taels!"

The old man was swearing and Chu Wen was furious.

It’s okay for the old monk to scold me, because that’s because he saved my life. What kind of person is this old thing?

Look at his trembling appearance, with one foot already in the earth. I must teach him a lesson today!

"Listen, you old bastard. I won't sell you even for 10,000 taels! I have a fear of giants. I'm afraid of giants. Get away from me, you idiot!"

When the old monk heard this, he thought it was all over, the lunatic was going crazy, what should he do?

Jiang Yulang didn't expect that this boy would dare to insult him like this, and he was so angry that he was fuming.

"You ignorant little beast, how dare you curse..."

"I'm going to scold you, but if you can't hear clearly, I can still carve your name on my tombstone."

Jiang Yulang was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

"you you……"

"What are you talking about? If you can speak, speak properly. If you can't speak, sit at the same table with the dog."

Being humiliated by a young boy in cloth clothes, the immortal master Jiang Yulang was so angry that veins on his forehead popped out.

His heart and soul have been seduced by the two rabbit spirits, so how could he give up?

Looking around and seeing no one around, Jiang Yulang made up his mind.

These people were wearing hemp cloth clothes, so they must not be prominent figures. Looking at the way the old monk walked, he didn't seem to have any spiritual attainments.

Today, if you are going to do something, do it thoroughly!

Killing two wild monks is known to heaven and earth. As long as it is done cleanly, no one will probably know.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yulang drew out his sword without warning, and with a flash of sword light, he suddenly stabbed the old monk closest to him in the chest.

The old monk was anxiously thinking about how to smooth things over, but he didn't expect the Taoist to suddenly attack.

He was holding Xiu'er in his arms and was close to Jiang Yulang, so he had no way to avoid the sword.

Seeing the tip of the sword piercing Xiu'er's back, the old monk lost all hope and pulled Xiu'er away with one hand.

"laugh"

The tip of the sword cut through the hemp cloth and pierced the old monk's chest.

Xiu'er was held by the old monk with one hand. She burst into tears and stretched out her little hands to grab the old Taoist priest.

Chu Wen saw this scene clearly.

In an instant, Chu Wen felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

Although the old monk was stingy, he would always give half to each person no matter what he had.

Although the old monk loved to scold people, there was no trace of resentment in his scolding.

Apart from peeking at the widow bathing alone, the old monk never forgot to do other good things.

The old monk saved himself before, and now he saved Xiu'er.

The sword did not pierce Chu Wen, but pierced his heart.

When a person is extremely sad, all that is left is extreme anger.

"Master!!!"

Chu Wen's blood boiled and he was furious. He let out a loud yell, picked up a wooden stick, stomped on the yellow earth, and pounced forward like a tiger devouring a man.

His eyes were wide open with anger, veins bulging on his neck, and the Qi in his Dantian was surging, and the Qi was unknowingly pouring into the wooden stick.

Chu Wen crossed the twenty-foot distance in three steps, raised the wooden stick, and hit Jiang Yulang on the head.

Jiang Yulang had just retracted his sword when he saw the boy rushing towards him with a wooden stick. He came at him so fast that in the blink of an eye, the stick was on his head.

He snorted coldly, without any hurry, and wielded the sword. He raised his hand and slashed it diagonally, while at the same time making a gesture with his left hand, and a fireball slowly took shape in his hand.

I wanted to break the stick first and then kill him.

"Zheng~"

The wooden stick and the long sword collided in the air, and Jiang Yulang's face changed drastically.

I just felt that the wooden stick seemed to contain a tremendous force.

Not only did the long sword in his hand fail to cut the wooden stick, but it was also knocked out of his hand.

The recoil force caused Jiang Yulang to bleed from his palm and his right hand to tremble constantly.

The huge force went straight to his internal organs, and Jiang Yulang felt like he was hit by a carriage.

How can it be!

Although this sword is not a magic weapon, it was made by a famous craftsman at a great cost to Jiang Yulang.

Not only is it tough and sharp, but it also has the author's spiritual power infused into it. How could it not be able to cut through a wooden stick?

Also, how come that guy is so strong?

Before he could think, Chu Wen's second stick had already hit him.

All this happened so fast, completely beyond Jiang Yulang's expectations.

At this moment, his qi sea was churning due to the blow from the stick just now, and the fireball in his left hand kept jumping and could not take shape, but the stick had already reached his head.

"My life is over."

Jiang Yulang tilted his head and the peach wood stick hit his shoulder.

"Ka~"

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

Jiang Yulang's shoulders and neck were deformed by the blow and he fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground, his body kept twitching and the fireball in his hand gradually went out.

Chu Wen knocked Jiang Yulang down with two sticks and quickly turned around to pounce on the old monk.

His eyes were red and he shouted:

"Master!!!"

When she turned around, she saw the old monk still standing there, holding Xiu'er in one hand and reaching into his clothes on his chest and touching her hard with the other hand.

"Master! Master! How are you, Master!"

Chu Wen was so anxious that his eyes were filled with tears. He took a step forward to the old monk, dropped the stick, stretched out his hands to strip off the old monk's clothes, and wanted to check his wound.

"Go away!"

"Master!"

"Go away!"

"Master!"

"Go away!"

"Master?"

"I'm fine, take your hands off me!"

"I do not believe."

"Take your hands away from me!"

"Ah? Master? Are you really okay?"

The old monk pushed Chu Wen away with all his strength. Chu Wen kept touching him all over the place, which made him feel uneasy.