"Haha, I advise you not to be angry. You have been poisoned by my scorpion. The angrier you are, the faster your blood will flow. The poison will soon spread all over your body." Tan Qi stroked the scorpion in his palm.
He looked at Chen Dasheng with an evil smile.
"Scorpion poison?" Chen Dasheng frowned.
Tan Qi thought he had a chance to win, so he took a small rattle hanging from his waist and said to Chen Dasheng, "Hand over the golden body of the living Buddha, otherwise I only need to shake the drum and the scorpion poison hidden in your body will act out immediately.
You will be so miserable that you would rather die than live!"
Chen Dasheng didn't answer, he just looked at Tan Qi with a dead look in his eyes, his eyes were extremely cold, like a furious lion, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Why, don't you believe it?" Tan Qi, however, had no idea and thought it was necessary to let Chen Dasheng know how powerful he was, so he shook the rattle in his hand without hesitation.
"Bang dong, bang dong..."
The drums sounded, and Tan Qi's face was filled with an evil smile. He was very happy to see Chen Dasheng fall to the ground and roll in pain, and then kowtow to him crying and begging for mercy. Scorpion poison is his magic weapon to win. Once he is poisoned
He has never missed a scorpion bite, and he is very confident.
However, after the drum beat a few times, Tan Qi's expectant expression froze, because he found that Chen Dasheng was still standing in front of him, not affected by the poison at all.
"How can it be?"
Tan Qi looked at Chen Dasheng in disbelief. How could the all-conquering scorpion poison be ineffective against this man? Chen Dasheng was obviously stung by the scorpion, and stung twice, so how could he not react at all? This is simply subversive.
his understanding.
"Old man, you are looking for death."
Chen Dasheng shouted ferociously, took a step forward, and hit Tan Qi on the head with a stick.
Tan Qi's pupils suddenly shrank. He immediately recovered from the shock. Looking at the stick that was pressing down like a mountain, an extremely terrifying feeling of danger arose spontaneously. He took a step back completely out of instinct and swung.
The cigarette rod in his hand moved upwards.
"Bang!"
The moment the Daxian stick hit the cigarette stick, Tan Qi realized how terrifying Chen Dasheng's power was. The old cigarette stick that had been with him for decades was directly blown into pieces, and the iron stick did not lose its force and hit him directly.
The right hand holding the cigarette rod was instantly crushed into pieces and turned into a bloody mass. Tan Qi was also thrown away by the force of the stick and fell directly into the grass.
There were screams in the grass!
With just one blow of the stick, Tan Qi was seriously injured. The remaining four were shocked when they saw this scene.
"This person is awesome, let's all come together."
The two Taoist priests from Sansheng Temple shouted loudly, and the four people immediately surrounded Chen Dasheng, hoping to capture Chen Dasheng in one fell swoop with the help of everyone.
Chen Dasheng was about to go up and give Tan Qi a stick, so as to send this guy to the Western Bliss. At this time, he saw four people surrounding him and stopped immediately. He punched out, and several dragon-shaped auras had long fangs and claws.
Roaring, he rushed towards the two Taoist priests.
The two Taoist priests were forced back a few steps by the fierce fist wind. They unsheathed their long swords and used a set of exquisite sword techniques to neutralize the fist wind. Wang Dachui followed, like a human tank.
With a frightening momentum, he rushed towards Chen Dasheng and swung the sledgehammer, threatening to smash Chen Dasheng into a pulp.
"snort!"
Comparing strength with the Giant Spirit Clan is simply a joke. Chen Dasheng snorted disdainfully and poked Wang Dachui's left sledgehammer with his great immortal stick.
"clang!"
There was a crisp explosion, and the stick hit the big hammer. The hammer, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was like a billiard ball. It flew out of his hand and fell straight down the cliff. Wang Dachui's left hand had already been shaken out several times.
The hands were cracked and stained with blood, which looked very scary.
"Boy, suffer death."
What Wang Dachui is most confident about is his strength. He has natural divine power. At his peak state, he can exert more than two divine powers. This is the only thing he can be proud of besides his height and muscles. However, at this time, he was beaten with a stick.
The hammer flew away, which made him feel extremely angry. He roared violently, grabbed the remaining hammer with both hands, used all his strength, swung it round, and hit Chen Dasheng's head again.
"puff!"
At the same time, the old woman Sima Lan shot several darts at Chen Dasheng's chest from a distance. The darts were so black and shiny that they were obviously poisoned.
Wearing a white cloud immortal robe, Chen Dasheng was not worried that the dart would hurt him. Regardless, he rounded the immortal stick and drew it towards the big hammer in Wang Dachui's hand.
"Bang!"
A loud noise made people's eardrums buzz. Although the two sects were powerful, they were undoubtedly far behind compared to Chen Dasheng, a man with extraordinary strength. A hammer of several hundred kilograms could not compete with tens of thousands of people.
I want to compare the weight of the iron rod.
The big hammer instantly cracked and broke into several pieces. The handle of the hammer was broken, and Wang Dachui's hands were also fractured. The iron filings splashed from the hammer were more powerful than the bullets. Wang Dachui was the first to bear the brunt and was shot directly in the face. Blood flowed from his seven orifices.
, a head was shot to pieces, and he could not stand for five seconds before falling to the ground with a thud. His whole body twitched twice and then died.
At the same moment, the poison dart shot by the old woman also pierced Chen Dasheng's body. The white cloud fairy robe swayed with a halo of light and directly blocked it, and they all fell to the ground with a few clatters.
"Walk!"
As soon as Wang Dachui died, the two men at Sanshengguan knew that the rumors were true. This man was stronger than anyone had ever seen before. If they continued to fight, there would be only death, so they decisively chose to escape.
"Want to run!"
At this time, Chen Dasheng was so angry that he could not allow these two people to escape. He used the Zuixian Wangyue Step. With the lightness of the two men, they were caught up by Chen Dasheng before they could run fifty meters.
The stick was swung out very decisively, and the two of them were horrified. They never expected that this man could not help but have extraordinary strength, and his Qinggong was so good. They immediately turned around, each with a sword, towards the stick stand.
From the previous battle, they already knew that Chen Dasheng's stick was extremely powerful and he would definitely be injured if he tried to force him. However, they had no choice but to force him to fight in a hurry, otherwise they would suffer even greater damage.
When the stick arrives, the sword is broken and the hand is broken.
Yu Wei directly pressed the two of them to the ground and vomited blood. The hands of the two holding the sword were as soft as noodles and dripping with blood. Their faces were flushed. They tried to struggle to get up, but they were unable to do anything. They were obviously seriously injured internally.
The two looked at Chen Dasheng in horror. This seemingly gentle young man was now a murderous maniac in their eyes. He wanted to beg for something, but when he opened his mouth, all he vomited out was blood.
"go to hell!"
Chen Dasheng looked at the two of them indifferently and stepped on them with both feet. The two of them were injured more and more. They spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and their lives ended.
The only person standing in the field was the old woman in white named Sima Lan. Chen Dasheng turned to look. The old woman trembled all over and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Within a few breaths, she was the only one left in the field. Sima Lan was not only horrified but also horrified by such bloody and cruel methods. In her excitement, she couldn't help but cough violently again.
Chen Dasheng walked over slowly and looked at Sima Lan coldly, "You are so old and you still run out to rob. Do you really don't know how to write the word "death"?"
Sima Lan's pupils shrank and his face was full of horror. He took a few steps back and coughed even more violently.
"It's embarrassing to cough like this. Be careful not to cough out your lungs. You are lucky today. I won't kill women. Get out of here!" Chen Dasheng gave Sima Lan a cold look and said directly.
Seeing that Chen Dasheng had no intention of killing him, Sima Lan coughed twice, but his expression softened a lot, and his withered right hand quietly touched his waist.
"Put away those little tricks of yours, they are of no use to me. Get out of here before I change my mind!" How could Chen Dasheng not notice Sima Lan's little tricks and just glare at him coldly.
Sima Lan's hands shook for a moment, and he seemed a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down, coughed, and said to Chen Dasheng, "I never expected that I would meet such a young hero like little brother today. But, little brother, you killed so many people."
There are so many people in the world, and for the sake of a golden body of a living Buddha that is not yours, you have offended most of the various factions in China. Is it worth it?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
