These three people jumped out and asked to report their names.

Can you be safe and sound by reporting your name?

Zhang Zichen expressed disdain in his heart, but in order to respect the other party, he still clasped his fists and said, "In Xialonghu Mountain, Zhang Zichen, this is my senior brother Zhang Jianfeng, and we both, with He Huimin of Tiangang Sect, we visited the head of the Mangshan Sect together."

"Longhu Mountain and Tiangang Gate?" The middle-aged man led by the leader showed an unhappy look, "You two sects are also considered grand sects, why do you want to break into the forbidden area of ​​my Mangshan?"

Forbidden area in Gushan?

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly and then explained: "We came here this time because we had something to ask the head of your sect, but we were blocked by your disciples repeatedly to prevent us from entering the Mangshan Sect. So we made the first decision and sneaked into the Mangshan Sect. As the saying goes, we found some of your shameful secrets after sneaking into the Mangshan Sect. "

The middle-aged man in the lead understood. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Have you discovered our secret and killed our people?"

Zhang Zichen nodded and responded: "That's right, you are the ones who have entered the devil's path. Although you can temporarily improve your strength, you are at the cost of killing innocent people's lives. I am going to do the way for heaven today for such a Mangshan Sect!"

"You are a good thing for the sake of heaven!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "You are a cultivator with only the late stage of the Golden Pill, and you want to deal with the three powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm? Are you looking for death?"

"Just like your Nascent Soul Realm, it is completely a way to boost the growth of seedlings. I believe your true energy has increased, but I believe even more that your strength is a scumbag!" Zhang Zichen laughed.

"Slag? Are we scum?" The other two people heard Zhang Zichen's ridicule and scolding, and finally couldn't help but mutter loudly, "You actually called us scum?"

In response to this, Zhang Zichen nodded calmly and said, "That's right, please ask the three of you to lengthen your ears. I just called you a scumbag, a scumbag!"

"you!"

The three of them were furious and pointed at Zhang Zichen. The monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, pointing and shouting: "You said we are scumbags, okay, Zhang Zichen from Longhu Mountain, do you dare to fight me?"

"Fight with you?" Zhang Zichen was stunned.

"Yes, fight with me!" The middle-aged monk sneered, "Why, are you afraid when you see that I am in the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation? But it doesn't matter, you are just a late stage monk in the Golden Pill, in my eyes, you can slap you to death with two slaps!"

"I slapped me to death with two slaps? That's really amazing." Zhang Zichen smiled, "If you didn't slap me to death with two slaps, what would you do?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned. He had never thought about this question before.

However, the middle-aged man sneered: "I am in the Nascent Soul stage cultivation, and you are in the Golden Pill stage cultivation. Just these two have already decided the outcome. If I want you to die, you will die. Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yeah! Some people play!"

Zhang Zichen muttered to himself, he felt that he would have fun with these people.

The Mangshan Sect entered the devil's path, and Zhang Zichen could ignore it, but you killed so many civilians. For this reason, Zhang Zichen decided to let these Mangshan Sect's Taoist priests die without a place to die.

"Zhang Zichen from Longhu Mountain, why don't you say anything?" The middle-aged man wanted to anger Zhang Zichen, "You coward, don't you dare to fight me?"

But what the middle-aged people didn't expect was that Zhang Zichen was too warlike.

After saying a word, Zhang Zichen agreed very readily. He only heard Zhang Zichen slap his chest and say, "Come on! If you don't slap me twice in a while, then I will slap you twice in a row!"

Zhang Zichen said it firmly.

The middle-aged man in the early stage of the Nascent Soul immediately laughed and said, "You are the only one late stage monk in the Jindan stage. You also want to kill me? Don't say you slap twice. If I slap you a hundred times, you can't do anything to me. Hahaha, it's so funny."

Looking at the middle-aged man's laughing expression, Zhang Zichen felt relieved and said in his heart: "Look at my late-stage cultivation of Jindan. I will make you cry later."

However, the middle-aged man opposite was still majestic.

Looking at his appearance, Zhang Zichen couldn't stand it anymore, so he said, "By the way, little Taoist priest, if you feel scared or will lose, you can bring reinforcements. Maybe you three are going together, and three of you will deal with me together, and I'm fine."

"Three people?" The middle-aged man sneered when he heard this, "Not mentioning three people, even if I were alone, I could crush you to death like an ant, come on!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man took the lead in walking up the square and waiting for Zhang Zichen to arrive.

He wanted to die himself, but Zhang Zichen didn't stop him.

Zhang Zichen turned around, glanced at He Huimin, and quietly instructed: "Xiao Min, although these people's cultivation has been cultivated by Yin Ling and entered the Tao and has been improved, no matter what, they are all Nascent Soul stage cultivation. So when I come on stage later, you will protect my senior brother on my behalf to prevent being attacked by the two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators."

After hearing Zhang Zichen's concern, He Huimin nodded and said, "Don't worry! If you don't say it, I will protect your senior brother."

Then, Zhang Zichen nodded, left He Huimin and Zhang Jianfeng, and walked towards the square.

The early stage of Nascent Soul cultivator from the Mangshan Sect was already not far away and was already impatient to wait.

When he came to the middle-aged man, Zhang Zichen asked again: "Uncle, are you sure you don't need help?"

The middle-aged man's eyes turned pale and he said angrily: "You call me a little Taoist priest and a uncle, don't go too far. No matter what, I am the elder of the Mangshan Sect, and I'm just talking about it. It's no problem to deal with you in the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation level!"

"Uncle, don't be angry. I'll ask again. Are you sure you don't have any help?" Zhang Zichen teased.

"No!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, "But I will give you a chance, are you sure you don't need help?"

This question...

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly and said, "Okay! Since you don't need help, then let's start! We agreed that if you don't slap me to death, then I will slap you to death."

"You Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain are talking nonsense, please see what you want!"

This middle-aged man seemed to be scared by Zhang Zichen's nagging. He couldn't wait to bend his body forward and beat Zhang Zichen's storefront with a palm.

In the eyes of this middle-aged man, Zhang Zichen was just a cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Pill, and his speed must not be as fast as his.
Chapter completed!