Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Qiyuan waved his hand: "I'll talk to him if he beats me. Anyone who can't beat me doesn't deserve to leave his name in my eyes. I can call him whatever I want."

Zhang Jingqing hesitated: "My friend, are you really a member of the Zhang family?" Logically speaking, the children raised by the Zhang family are very introverted, solemn and elegant, and I have never seen anyone so arrogant and extroverted.

Zhang Qiyuan burst into laughter when he heard this: "Hahahahaha, you finally hit the nail on the head. I am the biggest weirdo in the Zhang family. You probably won't meet another one like me in the future."

Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Qiyuan's crazy and complacent appearance, and suddenly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

This must be the Zhang family’s own disaster.

This kind of dog thing would be a strange flower even in Longhu Mountain!!

Zhang Qiyuan collected the dice of fate, turned around and walked out of the flower hall, calling Zhang Huaiyi: "Wind-ear! Come here quickly! Your master asked me to fight with you! And your senior brother Zhang Weiwei! He will be the next one to fight!"

Protruding ears?

"Brother Zhang, what the hell are those protruding ears?" Zhang Huaiyi was dissatisfied, "Just wait for me!"

As a direct disciple of the old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu, Zhang Huaiyi is naturally arrogant, but he has a smooth personality.

Therefore, Zhang Huaiyi did not confirm the truth of Zhang Qiyuan's words with his master, and directly dragged Zhang Qiyuan to the martial arts arena. He had no other thoughts at the moment, and just wanted to beat this kid so hard that he would cry and scream for his parents...

The competition between Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Huaiyi attracted many Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain to watch. There was also someone holding a broom, who looked like he was sweeping the floor, and they just picked up the broom to watch the fun.

"Don't need weapons?" Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Huaiyi.

Zhang Huaiyi shook his head: "It's just a discussion." Besides, the Longhu Mountain's martial arts do not require any external objects.

Zhang Qiyuan felt a little regretful. The corpse turtle he had taken away from the Zhang family dungeon had been successfully raised into a giant corpse turtle after several years of breeding. This corpse turtle had some intelligence, although not much, but Zhang Qiyuan felt that this corpse turtle king was very suitable for making a weapon.

Look at those sturdy pincers, the mouthparts inside the bloody mouth, and the indestructible shell. It has higher defense than a turtle and is more aggressive than a turtle. It can be used for both offense and defense. It is a perfect weapon.

Unable to show off his new weapon, Zhang Qiyuan felt that the Taoists in Longhu Mountain were unlucky not to see the beautiful figure of the little turtle. Tsk, he didn't want to waste his time talking to such unlucky guys.

"Come on." Zhang Qiyuan hooked his hand, a gesture like calling a dog, which instantly ignited Zhang Huaiyi's fighting spirit.

When it comes to provocation, Zhang Qiyuan has never lost!

Zhang Huaiyi didn't want to reveal the identity of the alien, but was knocked to the ground by Zhang Qiyuan with one move.

He slammed the ground hard, and amid the boos from his fellow disciples, he cast the Golden Light Spell.

The golden light attracted Zhang Qiyuan's attention. He missed Xiaoguan a little. He wondered if he could put a big golden light bulb on the golden unicorn on Xiaoguan's body. It would look very Christmassy!

Uh, Zhang Qiyuan's mind was full of Christmas. He dressed up Xiaoguan as a Christmas tree, and then biu it to emit golden light, Wuhu, and then added music and let Xiaoke sing a Christmas song.

Well, it seems that it can also be used during the New Year. Wow, the color of New Year greetings is red, so let Xiaoke become the Spring Festival tree. He can emit red light, but Xiaoke’s ability to control fire is too poor...

And I don't think I know how to compose the music. Well, we have to let those old guys do it. After all, they have lived for so long and must have learned a lot of talents. Let them show them one by one, and finally give them space to display their talents.

While Zhang Qiyuan was distracted and his mind was full of strange ideas, Zhang Huaiyi thought he had learned the Golden Light Spell well and had few rivals among his peers. However, Zhang Qiyuan froze him with a casual wave of his hand and pierced his finger.

Zhang Huaiyi looked at Zhang Qiyuan's trance-like state and felt that this was an insult and disregard to him, so he used his strongest thunder method.

However, Zhang Huaiyi, who was still gathering strength, saw Zhang Qiyuan looking up at the sky and said, "Your thunder is really weak. Let me show you my thunderstorm."

As he spoke, a thundercloud condensed over Longhu Mountain, and the roar of thunder rumbled. Zhang Qiyuan reached out and pulled out two purple thunder whips from the thundercloud: "Come, try my new idea."

Zhang Huaiyi stood there in a daze. Was that a thunder whip? It was thicker than his thigh. If this whip came over, Longhu Mountain would start the feast today!

Zhang Zhiwei pulled Zhang Huaiyi over and cast the Golden Light Curse to block Zhang Qiyuan's thunder whip. He was indeed a genius who could suppress his peers. The Golden Light Curse was extremely powerful.

Zhang Qiyuan's eyes lit up: "Zhang Weiwei is here too. You are better than the one with the big ears. Try my Metamorphosis."

Before Zhang Zhiwei could introduce himself, he saw a mace with crackling lightning swung towards him.

Holding up the golden light with difficulty, Zhang Zhiwei asked Zhang Huaiyi: "Junior brother, where did you get this monster from? This thunder technique looks similar to Master's!"

Zhang Huaiyi didn't care about anything else. He held up the golden light and listened to the bang bang of the mace. He said with tears in his eyes, "Master asked us to spar with him. I thought he was an ordinary person who could only know some martial arts at most. I didn't expect..."

I didn’t expect that this thunder method is more powerful than that of Longhu Mountain!

The fellow disciples were all doubting themselves, wondering if they were the direct disciples of the Tianshi Mansion. They had studied for so many years, but it seemed like they had learned in vain!

Zhang Qiyuan smashed the egg with great enthusiasm, just like smashing an eggshell. It was a double-yolked egg. Thinking of this, he became even more excited: "There are two little yellow chickens hidden inside the golden eggshell! Catch them and let me raise them! Quack, quack, quack!"

But he felt that this kind of laughter was not villainous enough, after all, he was now playing the villain who snatched the double yolk egg, so he changed his laugh.

All they heard was a strange laugh coming from the Longhu Mountain martial arts arena, which frightened these young Taoist priests who had never seen the world and gave them goose bumps all over their bodies.

Monsters attack Longhu Mountain! Capture the two disciples of the old master alive!

Zhang Huaiyi listened to the banging sound, which hit his heart again and again: "Brother, are you giving up?" I feel like the guy on the opposite side seems to have unsealed it! ! The child is scared!

Zhang Zhiwei, who had never lost, was still trying hard. He couldn't use his proud Yang Wu Lei at all. The thunderstorm above his head was under the control of Zhang Qiyuan.

"Try one last time!" Zhang Zhiwei was almost exhausted from holding the Golden Light Spell. He could only use his last trick of thunder magic. As for whether it would succeed or not, that depended on the favor of the ancestor!

Zhang Huaiyi sighed: "Brother, we can still lose when we're two against one. We really can't go out from now on!"

Zhang Qiyuan was cracking eggshells happily when he felt some little traitors appear in the thunderstorm in the sky. He hated traitors the most in his life. Zhang Qiyuan felt like he was on fire and shouted, "If Heaven hadn't given birth to Zhang Qiyuan, the sword path would have been dark forever! Swords!"

There was a loud bang, and a huge thunder sword fell from the sky. All the Taoist priests watching from Longhu Mountain were stunned. Those who were not stunned also thought they were blind. It was too bright! It hurt their eyes!

Not to mention Zhang Huaiyi and Zhang Zhiwei who were in the storm, their Tao hearts were broken!

"Look at me split the sky with one sword!"

Zhang Qiyuan couldn't find his own reason at all. He was completely immersed in this wonderful feeling. All negative emotions were cleared away. He couldn't see anything, but he knew everything...

"Crazy boy, wake up quickly!"

The Heart Purification Mantra cast by Zhang Jingqing calmed Zhang Qiyuan down. His Sanity value did not increase, as if the negative state of too high spiritual value had been eliminated. Zhang Qiyuan felt relaxed, as refreshing as eating iced watermelon while enjoying air conditioning in the dog days of summer!

"Fellow Daoist! What is this move? Can I learn it?" Zhang Qiyuan asked while pulling Zhang Jingqing, his eyes shining frighteningly.