Chen Hua received the news and said, "The time is up, let's get off the car and start to act."

"Don't." Han Ziping said: "Don't participate, so as not to get people to say that you destroyed the Lingjian Sect and snatch all my credits. Just stay in the car honestly and wait for me to bring you out."

"If you go, then you go by yourself, and I won't take anyone."

Chen Hua was speechless.

Sure enough, people like Han Ziping are not easy to get along with.

"Okay, after getting off the bus, I will teach you where the place to eat and where my people are. Then you act and I'll wait outside. Is this okay?" Chen Hua said.

Han Ziping nodded.

After getting off the car, a group of people flew into the air.

Chen Hua raised his hand and pointed at a large villa: "The first floor of the meal here, Qingxue is locked on the third floor of the small villa next to him. You can take it after you go in..."

Before Chen Hua finished speaking, Han Ziping waved his hand and said, "Go to the top, go to the Desolation Sword Sect!"

After the words came, he took twelve temples and flew towards the Wang family on the wind.

Chen Hua flew to a tree and watched.

Soon, Han Ziping and his men fell at the door of the Wang Family Villa.

"If you wear Taoist clothes, you will kill each other, but don't kill anyone wearing it in the mortal world."

Han Ziping explained and led his men in.

At this time the restaurant.

Lingshan, Wan Zhentao, a deacon, and four disciples, a total of seven people gathered around a table and had a sumptuous lunch.

"The people from the temple also came out to recruit people. I wonder if it would be unfavorable to us. I heard that more than thirty temple masters came, and I don't know how strong they are. It's really uneasy."

Lingshan said while eating.

Wan Zhentao smiled: "They must be the same as us. At the beginning, they were all people with weak strength. Didn't they hear the Internet saying that they were all Templars?"

"If there is no paladin, don't worry too much. We have two deacons. If they dare to come and cause trouble, maybe we can still make them come and go."

Lingshan laughed as soon as she heard this: "Senior brother is right. I want to see, those people from the temple will definitely not dare to come and cause trouble for us!"

As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, a voice sounded.

"Who said that the people in the temple dare not come to trouble you?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Wan Zhentao and others put down their chopsticks, but saw a yellow man leading twelve temple masters towards the restaurant. They immediately stood up and summoned the swords in the storage ring to prepare for the battle.

"Who are you? How did you bring the Templar here?" Wan Zhentao asked.

Han Ziping smiled coldly: "I am their chaebol. I used to be on this land. Later, I was chased by Lingyin Sect and fled abroad. I think you should know about Han Ziping, right?"

"So it's you."

Lingshan and Wan Zhentao have heard of it.

But soon, Lingshan asked, "We have never offended you, why are we bringing the Templars to trouble us?"

Han Ziping replied with a smile: "The Templars just came out to recruit people, and they need to establish their authority. With prestige, it will be easy to recruit people, so I will use your Spirit Sword Sect to establish their authority with your blood."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and started recording.

He wants to post the video online so that people can know how powerful the Templar is.

As the video started recording, he shouted:

"The mighty Templars, if you want to recruit a lot of talents you need, let go and kill them. The more you kill, the higher your prestige, the more people you want to join you, come on!"

"kill!"

Twelve Templars held scimitars and immediately rushed forward.

"Damn it!"

Wan Zhentao said angrily: "These curly hairs are simply seeking death. Let everyone go and kill them hard to let them know how powerful we are!"

After the words came to an end, Wan Zhentao took the lead in killing him.

He didn't know how high the cultivation level of this wave of temple sect was, so in the unknown situation, even if he fought 12, he would dare to touch him. After all, there was a deacon in the innate realm here.

What's more, in their eyes, the monks in Kunlun Ruins are higher than the temples in the holy realm.

In terms of strength and equal realm, monks are better than Templars.

Therefore, we develop the habit of not taking the Templars into consideration. Even if we don’t know the other party’s strength and the number of people is smaller than that of the other party, we dare to rush forward.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!!!

Soon, two groups of people fought together.

Once the war begins, it is obvious who is stronger and who is weaker.

After just a few rounds of battle, two disciples of the Lingjian Sect were killed. Ling Shan and Wan Zhentao were also lost. Even the deacon in the innate realm was suppressed by a master of the Templar and it was difficult to fight back.

"My God, these Templars are so strong!"

Lingshan shouted in horror.

"Hahaha!"

Han Ziping laughed wildly and said, "I know that our Templars are better than your Lingjian Sect, right? Then wait for all the Templars to be killed!"

He needs to make harsh words when recording videos. Then post them online and get more momentum, which will definitely attract many people to join the temple.

The reason why he worked so hard was that the Templars promised him that when they recruited 100,000 people, they would give him a devil fruit to eat.

Only their sacred land have this kind of devil fruit. Eating it can make people stronger. Because it is rare, it is very precious.

Han Ziping has always been unwilling to be inferior to Chen Hua. This is an opportunity. Of course, he has to work hard to recruit people in the temple, how can he obtain the devil fruit, bless the strength and chase Chen Hua.

"They have a lot of people and are strong. We can't beat them at all. Hurry up and use the escape talisman to retreat. If they don't retreat, they will be killed by their hands!"

Wan Zhentao shouted hurriedly.

Next second!

Boom boom boom!!!

Small mushroom clouds rose, and the entire restaurant was instantly shrouded in a hazy area.

The fighting stopped.

"grass!"

Han Ziping couldn't help but swear.

"Where are people? Where are their people?"

The Templars spread their hands one by one, their eyes full of surprise, confusion, and incredible.

They knew that monks could use talismans, but they had never seen it, let alone heard of such talismans. This was the first time they encountered it.

After searching for a while, but no one was found, Han Ziping went to the third floor of the small villa and was led into Lin Qingxue's room by Wang Yuyan.

"When people are here, hurry up and take them to Chen Hua, so that they will not ask the people who recruit disciples outside to come back, and it will be difficult to take them away at that time." Wang Yuyan urged.

"Not to say, this Kunlunxu woman is really beautiful."

Han Ziping was moved when he saw it.

Wang Yuyan knew that Han Ziping liked Chen Hua's woman, and Yang Zixi was snatched by Han Ziping. She was worried that Han Ziping would snatch Lin Qingxue away again, so she said, "She bit her tongue and committed suicide, and her tongue fell off. Don't worry about her, take her to Chen Hua quickly."

Hearing this, Han Ziping couldn't help but tremble.

"It's a cruel woman, I can still bite this."

Han Ziping said, picked up Lin Qingxue, then flew out of the window through the wind, and shouted:

"Templars, retreat!"

More than a dozen people left the Wang family immediately.

Soon, they returned to the parking place.

"Clear snow!"

Chen Hua jumped out of the tree, took Lin Qingxue from Han Ziping's hand, and asked with a distressed heart: "How are you?"
Chapter completed!