Wang Tao's mouth twitched and he looked embarrassed.
Then the Taoist priests burst into wild laughter, and Liu Tianyang and the police officers couldn't help but laugh.
It turned out that Wang Tao's bamboo sword was broken in the middle when he was swinging it. The broken sword surface fell on the blood-red carapace of the scarab floating in the air, and then slid to the ground.
The scene was silent for a while, then burst into laughter, and Wang Tao's face turned red.
"Sorry, small mistake, small mistake."
Wang Tao scratched his head. He knew in his heart what the problem was. The sword intention had to cooperate with Zhen Yuan to move through the sword palace in order to use Han Ye's ten-year-old moves.
And it's because his sword intention and true essence didn't work well together.
"Sorry, the sword is a bit thin."
Shen Aoqing looked at Wang Tao in shame, her tone weak and a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's none of your business, it's my problem."
When the Taoist priests saw Wang Tao and Shen Aoqing, their faces turned green as they respected each other, and their scarab beetle noses seemed to be spitting fire.
The scarab squeaked strangely, as if its dignity had been insulted like never before.
Strange screams pierced the sky, making everyone's ears ring.
Unlike the Taoist priests who were ecstatic, the armed police officers who were watching were all shocked.
It screamed strangely, and its pitch-black mouthparts turned blood red.
It flew up into the sky and quickly crossed an S-shape, then a B-shape, three times in a row, and everyone was stunned.
This beast is quite humane!
"Tsk, tsk! Look how angry this beast is, he is forced to speak human words."
A clever little police officer sighed, and everyone was twitching again.
"Give me the sword. I'll try to be more steady this time."
Wang Tao took advantage of the scarab's angry breath and waved to Shen Aoqing.
Shen Aoqing nodded obediently and threw the bamboo sword with Mo Xie engraved on it to Wang Tao.
"You're still here? You're mentally retarded."
Chongming couldn't feel the sword's intention and thought Wang Tao was just showing off.
When Wang Tao closed his eyes again and raised his sword, the scarab, with its red blood flames all over its body, extended its sharp mouthparts and stabbed Wang Tao like a sharp arrow.
Judging from its indomitable momentum, it will either pierce the opponent or be hit on the head and bleed.
The Scarab was even more powerful this time than the last time. The police officers who saw it made their hearts sink, and they gritted their teeth nervously and did not dare to look any further.
It’s over! Faced with the furious scarab and its terrifying power, Wang Wusheng was completely doomed.
Liu Tianyang smiled coldly, thinking about how to use the lives of the Shen family to eliminate the anger of the Blood Kui Sect after Wang Wusheng died.
Zhongming exhaled and turned to look at the pale Shen Aoqing.
Hey! This girl is so exciting when she is in a daze!
He had already begun to think about how he would have fun with this young and beautiful girl after Wang Wusheng died.
Qi (b) uniform? One-piece black stockings? Small leather whip? Or props?
He was a little hesitant for a while. There were too many things in his mind and he couldn't make up his mind.
"Ten years of cold nights."
Wang Tao shouted loudly, and slowly slashed with the bamboo sword in his hand. The movement was elegant and slow, and it looked like a dance move.
"Snapped!"
There was another crisp sound, and what was different from the last time was that except for Chongming, who turned to look at Shen Aoqing among the Taoist priests, the smiles on the other people's faces instantly froze, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in their lives.
Liu Tianyang snorted coldly. Just as he was about to open his mouth to congratulate Chongming, he was so horrified by the sight in front of him that he covered his mouth tightly.
When the police officers heard the crisp sound, they slowly opened their eyes and saw a scene that they would never forget and brag about for a lifetime.
Shen Yan's face was abnormally flushed, she clamped her legs tightly, and unconsciously welcomed her first orgasm in half her life.
Shen Aoqing's eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, her eyes glowed red, and she was dizzy with shock.
For a moment, only Wang Tao's figure was left in her world, and the bamboo sword in the hand of a tall figure cut into the scarab's body.
This scene was something she would never forget.
Feeling the strange atmosphere, Chongming suddenly turned his head to look. Seeing the scene in front of him, he sat down on the ground in shock and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah? Holy grace? Breaking through the defense? This is impossible? Absolutely impossible? Impossible..."
"Hi! Hoo!"
Wang Tao was also shocked. The power of this sword far exceeded his expectation.
I thought that this sword could only cut a mark, but I didn't expect that it cut the scarab in half with only half an inch.
Is this really a sword move in the primary stage of cultivating the sword spirit? Hiss! Then if one reaches the point of realizing the sword spirit, wouldn’t it be possible to chop the planet into pieces with one sword?
The scarab struggled tenaciously, screaming miserably, and its blood-red eyes gradually dimmed.
Snapped!
The scarab fell to the ground and struggled to stand up unwillingly. As a result, it fell to the ground and died completely before taking two steps.
"Impossible? How did you do it?"
Chongming got up from the ground and stared at Wang Tao with a gloomy expression.
This was a holy pet that could rival the sect master, but he was killed by Wang Tao with a bamboo sword?
This is outrageous!
How did he break through the Scarab's defense? Why was he suddenly so powerful?
The winner was the king and the loser was the enemy. For a moment, he felt heavy.
Is this a bad year? Or is it a big mistake to come to the Shen family today for revenge?
Chongming knew that regret was useless, but the thoughts of regret kept creeping into his mind.
At this moment, his intestines were filled with regret.
"What's so strange about this? If the Yuan family's golden sword were here, ten rotten insects wouldn't be enough to kill them with one sword."
Wang Tao curled his lips with a matter-of-fact expression.
"Ha, Master Wang, his merits are as great as those of Yuan Tiandao."
Liu Tianyang forced out a smile and said flatteringly.
Wang Tao didn't even look at him, but turned to look at Chongming coldly.
"You have already killed my sect's holy pet, what else do you want? Do you want to drive us all away and completely fall out with the Blood Sunflower Sect?"
After Chongming finished speaking, Wang Tao twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him funny.
Hu Dameng died and An Ruolan was seriously injured. Now, do he and the Blood Sunflower Sect still have room for redemption?
"Wu Sheng, wait a minute. Although the Blood Sunflower Sect is not well-known and has only a small number of people, each one of them is cultivating gu with strange methods. The leader is in the middle stage of transformation and his strength is extraordinary. The most terrifying thing is the founder of the Blood Sunflower Sect who is in seclusion."
Liu Tianyang saw Wang Tao raise his eyebrows and persuaded him worriedly.
"So what? Now, what do I have to fear?"
Wang Tao smiled faintly and held a sword flower in his bamboo sword.
The Xue Kui Sect's gang of idiots and Taoist robes simply insulted the Taoist priests.
There are even more lingering ghosts, bullshit plasters, and they are all ruthless and evil people.
Even if Xue Kui doesn't come to his door in the future, Wang Tao decides to use the Xue Kui Sect to eliminate them all. This will not only let the world know that the Shen family is not easy to bully, but also eliminate harm for the people.
The scarabs that turned into terror were killed with one sword. What else do the Blood Sunflower Sect have to fear?
Wang Tao thought about it and looked at Chongming with a calm expression. Chongming's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't mess around! If you dare to touch me, none of these people will survive."
Chongming pointed at everyone in the Shen family.
"Oh, is it so?"
Wang Tao had no expression on his face and shouted to the unconscious Shen family.
"Piaohong? Has it been solved?"
After waiting for a while, he didn't see any response. He was wondering. Didn't he ask Piao Hong to secretly remove the poison from the Shen family? Why did he scream but there was no response?
When Wang Tao shouted into the air, everyone was dumbfounded. They were even more confused when they saw Wang Tao shouting a few more words.
Haven't you heard that the Martial Saint of the Wang family is a fool? Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"Buzz, buzz."
Why did the sound come out from under his feet? Wang Tao was puzzled. He lowered his head and looked stunned.
A surprised and amused look appeared on his face.
I saw Piao Hong, the size of a fingertip, lying on the carcass of a fist-sized scarab, feasting on it.
The fist-sized scarab was half swallowed by Piao Hong at this moment.