Chapter 1022 I'm going to take real action

Huailin was furious:

"You dare to be rude to my master?"

The Snow Mountain Ancestor sneered:

"Zhang Sanlei is an old man. He injured me when he was in Jindan."

"Now I have reached the Nascent Soul Realm, I want to breathe a good sigh."

Huailin clenched his fists:

"Even if you are in the Nascent Soul Realm and are disrespectful to my master, I will not let you go."

He is in the Zhengyi Sect and has the protection of the body of Taoism, and his combat power is increased by at least five times.

So when faced with such masters, I dare to give it a try!

A Tai Chi diagram appeared behind Huailin, stepping on the seven-star steps.

He slapped the Snow Mountain Ancestor with one palm.

The Snow Mountain Ancestor snorted coldly:

"You little golden elixir dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

He made a gesture with one hand, and a snowman appeared out of thin air.

The snowman is more than two meters tall and his slap is a circle larger than his head.

The moment he appeared, he slapped Huailin.

Huailin responded quickly, but he couldn't resist the amazing combat power of the snowman.

Soon, Huailin lost and was hit in the chest by a snowman.

Huailin spitted blood and flew backwards.

The Snow Mountain Ancestor sneered:

"I can't even beat one of my summoned snowmen. Is this the apprentice of Zhang Sanlei's old man? He's really a waste!"

"What kind of master teaches what kind of disciples."

Huailin said angrily:

"I am not good at studying, so you are not allowed to insult my master."

The Snow Mountain Ancestor mocked:

"Yo! It's quite a protective master, but it can't change the fact that you are trash."

"Old man, how dare I come to the right school to act wildly?"

At this moment, Zhang Sanlei and Chen Yu came to the square.

Zhang Sanlei looked cold when he saw the injured Huailin.

Huailin lowered his head:

"Master, I am incompetent, please punish me."

Zhang Sanlei waved his hand and signaled to retreat:

"The other party is in the Nascent Soul Realm, and you are in the Golden Dan Realm. Losing is not a problem."

"When you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, he may not be your opponent."

The Snow Mountain Ancestor looked at Zhang Sanlei and sneered:

"Zhang Sanlei, you old guy, are finally willing to come out. I thought you were a turtle with your head and only dared to let your apprentice take the lead."

Zhang Sanlei's expression was dull:

"Who are you?"

The Snow Mountain Ancestor was furious:

"Old thing, what do you mean? I am the ancestor of Snow Mountain. I have been defeated by you before."

"I'm here to take revenge!"

Zhang Sanlei disdained:

"It's not worth mentioning when defeated by my subordinates. Sorry, I never remember the names of my subordinates."

The Snow Mountain Ancestor looked angry:

"Okay, I'm going to defeat you today!"

And at this time.

Chen Yu took a step forward and said:

"You don't have the ability to let Master Zhang do it yet, I'm enough to teach you a lesson."

The Snow Mountain Ancestor was stunned and then laughed:

"You are not wrong, are you? You are a waste from the Golden Elixir Realm, dare to commit rashness in front of my Nascent Soul Realm?"

"You are afraid you don't know the difference between the Jindan and the Yuanying. If you are a small stream, then I..."

Chen Yu interrupted coldly:

"I haven't played yet, how did you know I will lose?"

Wen Anhua stood up from behind the Snow Mountain Ancestor:

"Ancestor of Snow Mountain, please kill Chen Yu. He has an irreconcilable grudge with me!"

The Snow Mountain Ancestor nodded and responded:

"Since Young Master Wen said this, my opponent will naturally take him!"

He summoned the snowman just now with his backhand:

"You can defeat my snowman and fight me again."

Huailin spoke out to remind:

"Chen Yu, be careful. This snowman also has the peak cultivation level of the Golden Pill Stage. It is made of rare things. It has a thick skin and a very difficult skin."

"I was defeated by this snowman just now!"

The Snow Mountain Ancestor sneered:

"How is it? Are you scared?"

"Snowman, smash it hard."

The snowman raised his huge fist and smashed it at Chen Yu.

"bass!"

But Chen Yu's response was very simple and straightforward, with a golden sword coming out and a white light flashing!

In an instant, the snowman's right hand broke.

Then the snowman's head fell off.

The snowman was drawn by Chen Yu in an instant.

Huailin looked shocked, while Zhang Sanlei nodded in appreciation.

Wen Anhua looked resentful:

"Why is this Chen Yu getting stronger and stronger?"

His body leaned back, and his injured leg still hurt slightly.

The Snow Mountain Ancestor was stunned:
Chapter completed!