"Ding." Chen Shifang pointed at Qian Yan's position.
Qian Yan paused for a moment, and before Chu Mochen could be happy, she picked up the teacup next to her and threw it on Chen Shifang's face.
He was splashed all over.
Chen Shifang originally wanted to hide, but he didn't know whether it was because Qian Yan was too quick or because he was careless, but now his face was full of tea leaves.
"Master!" Cuiyu and Dingfeng behind them shouted when they saw Chen Shifang's embarrassment, their faces full of disbelief.
The tea was a little hot, but not hot, but Chen Shifang's face was already red, a humiliating red.
Chu Mochen also fell silent and clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves. The Imperial Master wouldn't be able to defeat him, right? He was very worried when Yu Qianyan splashed tea on his face as soon as they met.
There was silence all around. Chen Shifang came back to his senses, his face full of anger, and he shouted: "You are outrageous."
At that moment, Qian Yan poured another cup of tea over.
Chen Shifang waved the whisk at him, thinking that he could splash the tea on Qian Yan, but the tea was accurately poured on Chen Shifang's face again.
Jiang Guhuai had just helped pour this cup of tea, and it was much hotter than before.
Chen Shifang's body was obviously covered with some spiritual protection, but when the tea touched his cheek, it was still so hot that he hissed.
Chu Mochen's heart sank and his face turned pale. Could it be that the Imperial Master couldn't deal with Yu Qianyan?
Despair gradually rose in his heart.
Chen Shifang wiped his face, looked down at the tea leaves stained on his clothes, and felt a turmoil in his heart.
The first time he was splashed in the face, it can be said that he underestimated the enemy and did not notice it.
The second time he was prepared, he also covered his face with spiritual power, but she still splashed him. The burning pain on his face told him that Yu Qianyan was not simple.
The other party is not only superior in martial arts, he may have touched the threshold of entering the Tao.
It is impossible for a mere internal force to break the layer of spiritual power covering his face.
Chen Shifang was much more cautious this time. He grabbed some talismans in one hand and a fly whisk in the other, and continued to attack Qian Yan.
In an instant, several talismans flew towards Qianyan, surrounding her.
At the same time, Chen Shifang's whisk also followed the attack. The whisk stretched straight, like a steel needle, and stabbed Qian Yan's face.
At this time, Qian Yan picked up the third cup of tea and poured it on the surrounding talismans, causing all the talismans to become invalid instantly.
At the same time, she crushed the wine glass and threw it towards the whisk. In an instant, she broke the whisk completely.
Chen Shifang only had a whisk handle left in his hand.
While he was still in shock, tea was poured on his face again. Chen Shifang could not dodge, and the scalding water made him scream and scream. At this time, he was in a mess, and he did not look like a master.
Qian Yan was holding a teapot in his hand, and the spout was still steaming. Chu Mo didn't make a sound. He just saw someone bring a teapot with boiling water.
Chu Mochen was filled with despair now.
The last trump card was useless, which showed that he could not get rid of Yu Qianyan in his life. He regretted that he really should not have provoked her in the first place.
I thought she was just a peerless master, but it turned out that even a being like the National Master couldn't do anything to her.
It was easy for her to counterattack the Imperial Preceptor, which shows that she was more than a hundred times more powerful than the Imperial Preceptor.
"Master, how does this tea taste?" Qian Yan asked.
When she saw Chen Shifang, she recognized this person. Wasn't he the Taoist priest from the previous world? It turned out that this was the other person's original world. ()