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Chapter Fifteen

In a dojo on the eleventh floor of Chuandao Ridge, the girl in red looked at the defeated young man named Xu below, her mouth slightly raised, and she let out a laugh like a silver bell: "Li Wenhui

, you asked someone to beat him up, but he ended up being beaten twice, and each time he became more embarrassed."

Li Wenhui was furious at the moment. He wanted to show off in front of this little Taoist nun named Zi Ling today, but instead he was embarrassed. This made him feel furious when he looked at Xiao Ze below.

What's even more annoying is that there are six people next to him who are looking at him with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Actually, you can't blame the people you're looking for. One of them just punched the guy from Qingzong in the North Pole, but he didn't react at all. There should be a protective inner armor on his body. You can't find it."

Those people can't hurt him in the inner armor at all." After the little Taoist nun chuckled, she said such words. She was only more than ten years old, and she observed so carefully. I have to say that this woman has an extremely delicate mind.

.

"I'll teach him a lesson myself!"

On Chuandao Ridge, the dojo that Pei Chongyuan was in charge of was now crowded with many disciples, and the place was surrounded by water.

The reason why so many people were attracted was because a chase was taking place in the dojo here. A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old was being chased behind by a boy several years younger than him.

beat.

The boy was none other than the boy surnamed Xu who came to make trouble with Xiao Ze. At this moment, the three helpers he had found were all fainted on the ground and lost their fighting power. Seeing Xiao Ze's unshakable posture, the boy surnamed Xu made the boy surnamed Xu

He completely gave up the idea of ​​resisting and ran away.

In fact, the fact that Xiao Ze had just endured a punch from a one-year-old boy without moving at all was not because of his really strong physique. Although he had been soaked in medicinal liquid every day since he was a child, and his physique was getting stronger and stronger, he was still old after all.

It was too light, and the boy who punched him was two or three years older than him, and the punch was also mixed with spiritual power. Even an ordinary strong adult man would not feel comfortable after receiving this punch.

The reason why Xiao Ze didn't seem to notice the punch on his body was because the little Taoist nun named Zi Ling expected that he had a protective inner armor that his parents had given him.

With armor, even an ordinary person holding an ordinary soldier might not be able to stab him.

On Chuandao Ridge, at the dojo that Pei Chongyuan was in charge of, the surrounding people surrounded the place. The boy surnamed Xu, who had just been beaten by Xiao Ze, had a swollen nose and was wailing to the sky.

There is another dojo more than five miles away from this dojo. This is also on the bottom floor of the Taoist Ridge. It is also a dojo for new disciples. At this time, there are two old men on the dojo.

While chatting and laughing, suddenly an old man looked into the distance, frowned, and said: "Brother Pei, is that the dojo you are responsible for? Why have so many disciples gathered? Did something happen?"

The other old man was Pei Chongyuan. Hearing what the old man said, he turned his head and looked around. His expression changed and he said to the old man, "It seems something has happened. Brother Wang, I'll go take a look. Let's talk another day."

In Pei Chongyuan's dojo, Xiao Ze lifted up the boy named Xu and threw him forward violently. He threw the boy surnamed Xu seven or eight meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

The people around him were stunned. Xiao Ze threw a living person seven or eight meters away like a sandbag. How much strength does this require? It is unimaginable that this was done by an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

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Xiao Ze's great strength has something to do with the fact that he often took medicinal baths when he was young, and it is also related to his innate strength that is higher than ordinary people.

Carrying the boy surnamed Xu, Xiao Ze came to the edge of the dojo, and then suddenly threw the boy surnamed Xu out. This dojo was on the bottom floor of Chuandaoling, and there was a steep slope outside the dojo. He saw the boy surnamed Xu who was thrown out.

The young man stumbled and rolled down the steep slope toward Missionary Ridge.

"Whoosh"

Just when Xiao Ze turned around and was about to leave, a sound pierced through the air suddenly came from behind him. Xiao Ze reacted quickly and turned his body backwards, narrowly avoiding the flying brilliance.

"so close!"

The light flew past Xiao Ze's body. From the corner of his eye, Xiao Ze clearly saw that it was a Taoist flying sword belonging to a monk. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the flying sword would have hit directly.

he.

The sudden change made the onlookers palpitate. The angle of the flying sword was extremely tricky. If he was stabbed, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead. Everyone turned their heads and looked behind Xiao Ze. Only one person could be seen.

The young man flew over with his weapon and slowly landed on the dojo.

"It's him!"

Looking along everyone's gaze, Xiao Ze frowned slightly. He was no stranger to this person. It was he who brought Xiao Ze to Pei Chongyuan in the first place.

The visitor was none other than Li Wenhui. After being ridiculed by several of his companions, he came alone, intending to teach Xiao Ze a lesson to vent his anger.

Looking at Xiao Ze who was glaring angrily, Li Wenhui's face was as gloomy as water, and the brilliance on his body was flowing, and he slowly walked towards him.

Li Wenhui slowly came to Xiao Ze with a gloomy face, and said to Xiao Ze: "Where do you think Jiuxuan Tianqingguan is? You commit crimes in public without any scruples. Do you think this is the Arctic Shang Qing Sect?

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Xiao Ze ignored Li Wenhui's interrogation and turned around and left with almost indifference. Xiao Ze didn't have a good impression of this young man. He didn't show up just now, but now he showed up after the matter was over. It was obvious that he did it deliberately, even these few days.

Anyone who deliberately finds trouble with him may be arranged by him. Although Xiao Ze is young, his mind is still young without a watch.

"Stop! You commit murder in public and you want to leave like this. Today I want to show you a little bit and let you understand the rules of Jiutian Xuanqing Temple!"

Seeing Xiao Ze's almost indifferent behavior, Li Wenhui's face became even more gloomy. He then pointed his finger and the Taoist flying sword was launched again, aiming to slash at Xiao Ze.

Li Wenhui is very powerful, outstanding among the younger generation of Jiutian Xuanqing Temple. He has already entered the ranks at such a young age and can control Taoist soldiers. Faced with the flying swords that came at a rapid speed, Xiao Ze was shocked. This person is not a good person.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he refused to let Xiao Ze go. He saw the flying sword blooming with a bright brilliance, like arrow feathers from a string, flying towards him like lightning. Xiao Ze turned to one side and hid.

Passed the first sword.

However, before Xiao Ze could stand upright, the flying sword spun around and struck at him again. Seeing that the flying sword was already approaching, Xiao Ze couldn't dodge at all. At this time, the onlookers nearby let out countless screams of surprise.

call.

With a "clang" sound, it struck Xiao Ze's shoulder fiercely. The huge impact directly drove Xiao Ze to spin several times in the air before falling to the ground.

Seeing Xiao Ze lying on the ground, Li Wenhui sneered. He didn't hit Xiao Ze's vitals. After all, if he really killed someone, he would be punished by the door, not to mention that the other party's father was not even their patron.

Someone who is willing to be easily provoked.

The impact of the flying sword made Xiao Ze grimace. He covered his shoulders and slowly got up from the ground, looking at Li Wenhui angrily.

Seeing that Xiao Ze was not injured, Li Wenhui also showed a hint of surprise on his face. He immediately looked at Xiao Ze's shoulder that was hit by a flying sword. He saw that on that shoulder, the Taoist robe had been cut open by the flying sword, and inside there was a shining golden robe.

The armor appeared in front of him.

"It was originally a protective inner armor!" Li Wenhui said with slightly narrowed eyes.

Li Wenhui's words reached the ears of the people around him clearly, and then they all turned their heads and looked at Xiao Ze's armor revealing his Taoist robe.

Everyone looked surprised. Xiao Ze didn't have a trace of spiritual power, but relied on the material of the inner armor to block Li Wenhui's sword. You know, Li Wenhui was the emperor just now.

The flying sword represents the strength of an advanced master. With this strength, the flying sword struck the inner armor without leaving a trace, which is enough to prove the preciousness of this inner armor.

Li Wenhui naturally understood the extraordinary nature of this inner armor. With his outstanding performance in Jiutian Xuanqing Temple, this inner armor was considered precious to him. There was a trace of greed in his eyes, but he understood that Xiao Ze

Coming from the Arctic Shangqing Sect, to be able to come to Jiutian Xuanqing Temple to practice Taoism must have been recommended by a big shot from the Arctic Shangqing Sect, and the inner armor might have been given to him by someone from the Arctic Shangqing Sect, but he used it from Xiao Ze.

He grabbed the inner armor in his hand and didn't dare to use it, feeling a little disappointed at the moment.

"Even if you have inner armor, you are a waste without even a trace of true energy and spiritual power, so you can only passively take swords. Let me see how much your inner armor can block my swords today!" said Xiao Ze in Xiao Ze's words.
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