Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapters anyway
The girl didn't even use any magical skills when she swung the hammer.
However, the overwhelmingly brilliant moves from the ten spirit masters from Yuantong Ticket were just brushed by the hammer wind, and instantly collapsed and disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.
However, the strong wind emitted by the Haotian Hammer did not stop, and continued to move forward bravely, hitting the ten spiritual masters in the air without any hindrance.
"Puff puff!"
The sound of vomiting blood came one after another in an endless stream. The ten menacing spiritual masters of Yuantong Ticket Office were only swept by the hammer wind, and each of them turned pale, vomiting blood and arrows, like frightened birds, they fell down one after another, bang bang bang. It was all over the ground and could no longer move.
"So weak?"
Shen Xiaowan herself was not ready to win yet, and she was just excited to test the power of the Haotian Hammer. Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face encounter, and she didn't even use one-tenth of the power, but she was beaten down ten times. A big spiritual master, he was surprised and said, "I, I haven't exerted much force yet."
Seeing that Shen Xiaowan's power had reached such a level, even Zhong Wen was sweating on his forehead and feeling weak.
Can I take her full blow?
Such a question appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"Monster, monster!"
The man in black, Li Gui, was so frightened that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled on the ground and fled. He almost became incontinent. How could he care about "protecting the ticket number"?
"Xiaowan, don't worry."
Glancing at Shen Xiaowan's unfinished expression, Zhong Wen couldn't help but laugh and said, "These weaklings are probably just the apparent masters of Yuantong Bank. Zhuge Thatched Cottage is proficient in divine literature and has deciphered many ancient classics. Their strength must not be great." would be so weak."
"Is there anything else?" Shen Xiaowan suddenly became interested.
"Follow me." Leng Wushuang took the lead, crossed the smashed main entrance of the ticket office, and walked forward quickly.
"The great reputation of Zhuge Thatched Cottage."
Staring at Leng Wushuang Pingting's back, Zhong Wen murmured to himself, "Don't let me down."
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"Lord Black Wing, the elite of our thatched cottage have gathered here."
Zhuge Canglan lowered his eyebrows, bowed his back, and said respectfully to a young man who looked to be only thirty-five or sixty-five years old, "As soon as you give the order, I will rush to the front line to learn from Wen Daoxue." Gong' fights to the death."
"Is that all?"
The young man who was called "Black Wing" frowned, and his originally dull expression instantly became gloomy, without concealing his inner dissatisfaction. "I heard from Lord Beidou that seven Taoist Spirit Masters should be dispatched from the Cottage this time," he said. Could it be that you are entertaining us?"
"Cang Lan doesn't dare." Zhuge Canglan's heart trembled, and he quickly explained, "My brother Jingyun has not returned for a long time, and I have not been able to get in touch with him so far. The war is urgent, so I won't wait for him."
"Really? Who knows if he really went out and never returned?" Heiyi sneered, "I think you are probably hiding your strength deliberately and have evil intentions."
"Watch your mouth!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone behind Zhuge Canglan changed. A middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes had a cold light in his eyes and shouted sternly, "Uncle Canglan, what kind of status do I need to lie to you?
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"Which one is this?" Hei Yi narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.
"This is my nephew Zhuge Cangqiong. He is still young and doesn't know what to say. I hope you won't be the same as him." Zhuge Canglan couldn't help sweating on his forehead. He turned around and glared at Zhuge Cangqiong, "Cangqiong, don't talk to Hei.
Lord Tsubasa is rude!"
"How dare you take the name of the sky?" Black Wing sneered, "His parents are so arrogant that they are not afraid of shortening this kid's life!"
"You bastard!" Zhuge Cangqiong burst out with an unparalleled spiritual aura. He raised his right arm and his palm was instantly enveloped by a spiritual light.
"Cangqiong, stop!" Zhuge Canglan was shocked and shouted.
He really loved and hated this nephew who was so ambitious.
Zhuge Cangqiong's cultivation talent is unparalleled in the Cottage. He realized the Tao at the age of only forty-five, and his fighting talent is far superior to that of his peers. It can be said that in most holy places, he is an undisputed genius.
If the disciples of Zhuge Thatched Cottage were not mysterious and easily avoided contact with the outside world, his reputation would have been known all over the world, and even Shen Wei and Jian Feiyang could not compare to it.
However, as high as the talent is, so is the temper.
Zhuge Cangqiong has been rebellious since he was a child. He refuses to obey anyone except his grandfather and parents. Even his uncle is hard to restrain.
Since his parents disappeared unexpectedly a few years ago, Zhuge Cangqiong has been deeply stimulated and acted more and more fiercely. He is like a powerful but fragile beast. He often makes moves that hurt others and himself. Even the disciples in the thatched cottage can easily do this.
I don't dare to have too much contact with him.
After all, he respects his uncle Zhuge Canglan, and Zhuge Canglan cares about his nephew because of his brother's affection. The relationship between the two is not bad.
So seeing his uncle being humiliated, Zhuge Cangqiong instantly exploded and drew his sword against Black Wing.
"Oh? Do you want to fight me?"
Faced with the provocation of a Taoist spiritual master, Black Wing did not change his expression. He just smiled faintly and said, "Your courage is commendable, but it's a pity that you don't deserve it."
Before he finished speaking, the four men standing behind him took a step forward at the same time, their eyes gleaming with light as they stared at Zhuge Cangqiong with a keen eye. Spiritual energy surged around them, as if they were about to take action at any moment.
"What a loud tone!"
Zhuge Cangqiong was so arrogant and arrogant. Being criticized as "unworthy", he couldn't help laughing angrily, "Whether I am worthy or not, you will know soon!"
"boom!"
Just when the two sides were at war with each other, a deafening sound came from behind, causing everyone to turn their heads.
"This this……"
The scene in the distance made Zhuge Canglang stunned and speechless for a moment.
The Yuan Tong ticket number, which had always been impregnable and protected the entire thatched cottage, collapsed!
Seventy-eight percent of the tall buildings, pavilions, and buildings that were originally lined up in rows were destroyed. The fire spread into the sky and spread in all directions. The billowing black smoke made the entire sky dim.
"who!"
Black Wing, who had always been happy, angry and unhappy, couldn't help but change his expression, looking straight at somewhere in the firelight, his voice was cold and sharp.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a keen sense!"
From the raging fire, a white figure slowly walked out, "I have tried my best to hide my aura, but you still noticed it."
"It's you!"
After seeing the appearance of the person coming clearly, Zhuge Canglan's expression changed drastically and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
With a delicate face, a smiling face, and an appearance of about seventeen or eighteen years old, he instantly recognized that the young man who appeared in front of him was the young man who had met once on Qingfeng Mountain.
Immediately behind the young man, several exquisite and graceful figures appeared one by one. They were actually four young women with stunning looks and radiant faces, as well as a cute pink little loli.
"Mr. Zhuge, long time no see."
This young man in white is naturally Zhong Wen who led the raid on the thatched cottage under the leadership of Leng Wushuang.
Behind him, Leng Wushuang, Zheng Yueting, Shen Xiaowan and Zi Yuan were lined up. They were really like fat swallows and thin birds, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with its own beauty and fragrance.
"Huh?"
There were clearly many stunning beauties in front of him, but Zhuge Cangqiong's eyes were suddenly locked on the little Loli, with a look of extreme surprise on his face, as if he had seen some incredible sight.
"Who are they?"
Black Wing's eyes never left Zhong Wen, as if he was turning a blind eye to the beauties behind him. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he asked coldly.
"They are from Piaohua Palace." Zhuge Canglan hesitated for a moment, but finally answered truthfully.
"Zhuge Canglan, you actually secretly colluded with Piaohua Palace?" Black Wing's face became increasingly gloomy, and his tone was very unkind, "How brave you are!"
"Lord Black Wing has misunderstood. Cang Lan has no intention of betrayal." Zhuge Canglan sighed helplessly, "If I guessed correctly, the purpose of their coming here is to attack the thatched cottage."
"Mr. Zhuge, who is he?"
Just when Black Wing was doubtful, Zhong Wen rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at him and asked loudly, "We agreed to have a secret meeting, why are there outsiders present?"
"Okay, you are indeed secretly collaborating with the enemy!" Hei Yi heard this and immediately became furious, "It seems you don't care about the old guy's life or death!"
"Lord Black Wing, there is a misunderstanding! If it was really a secret meeting, how could they wantonly destroy the building of my Zhuge Thatched Cottage?" Zhuge Canglan's face turned pale as he continued to explain, "This kid is clearly trying to sow discord. You must not fall for it.
His trap!"
"Really? Then you can prove it to me!" Black Wing sneered, "Kill them!"
"You must obey your orders!"
Zhuge Canglan looked at Zhong Wen and others with a bitter face, "Since you came to the door yourself, don't blame me, Zhuge Canglan, for being ruthless!"
After saying that, he raised his right hand and waved forward.
The masters in the thatched cottage behind them stepped forward one after another and pounced in the direction of Zhong Wen and others.
"Mr. Zhuge, could it be that they are from the Seven Star Pavilion?" Zhong Wenwu shouted self-consciously, "It was my fault just now, but anyway, they were part of the gang. Why don't we just stop doing it and kill them all?"
, who else would know about the relationship between your family and my family?"
Hearing what he said, Heiyi's face became even more ugly, and he could hardly hide his doubts about Zhuge Thatched Cottage.
"Boy, shut up!"
There are many wise people in Zhuge Thatched Cottage. A middle-aged scholar in green shirt quickly saw through Zhong Wen's plan to sow discord. He flashed and appeared in front of him. He used a folding fan as a sword and stabbed his shoulder fiercely.
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However, just halfway through using this move, a purple light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a stunningly beautiful girl appeared. Then, an unimaginable coldness hit his face, chilling his heart and lungs, and freezing his bones.
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His heart was shaken, and when he wanted to retreat, it was too late.
This chill instantly flowed through his body, and the green-robed scribe froze on the spot. A layer of ice crystals appeared on his body, which accumulated thicker and thicker. His whole body soon turned into a lifelike snow-white ice sculpture.