Looking at the two people with surprised expressions, Su Tong showed a sneer on his face: "Why, are you surprised to see the suffering master come to your door?"
"you……"
As disciples of Maoshan, and as we are now in an era of information explosion, the two Taoist priests are certainly not people with little information. These days, they have already reconstructed what happened at that time in the WeChat group on their mobile phones.
The two looked at each other and one of them said.
"I'm afraid this layman's matter is a bit misunderstood. Can you wait a moment and let us report it to the master before we make a decision?"
"Report?" Su Tong sneered. "There's no need for that. We'll go in and talk to your headmaster ourselves. Could you please inform that guy named Wang Sijie again and tell him... that the suffering master has come to the door? Please ask him to come out."
"I'm sorry, I have to obey..." The two Taoist priests shook their heads without hesitation. What a joke. No matter how stupid they are now, they know that the other party is here for revenge. If they just let Su Tong in, that would be wrong.
Are you looking for trouble on your own?
"Bushi, if you insist on doing this, don't blame us for being rude." Seeing Su Tong's attitude, the two of them knew that this matter could not be resolved. They rushed towards Su Tong in unison. Their thoughts were simple.
, since the truth doesn't make sense, let's use our fists to clear it up.
"Haha, do you want to take action when it doesn't make sense?"
Seeing the two people rushing toward Su Tong, he smiled and did not move. Instead, he stretched out his palms and waved twice. The two Taoist priests felt their eyes blurred, and then a sharp pain came from their chests.
He immediately flew backwards and fell solidly to the ground.
Su Tong ignored the two Taoist priests who fell on the ground and struggled for a while without getting up. He turned to Chen Zhili and Liu Ying: "Let's go in."
After that, he took the lead and walked in.
After several minutes, the two Taoist priests who were knocked to the ground struggled to get up. One of them took out his mobile phone and dialed the number and said urgently: "Brother Ge, it's not good, the people from Xiaoma Villa are here to trouble us.
Well, the person leading them is very skilled, the two of us can't defeat them at all, and now they are heading towards the back mountain."
Following the phone calls from the two Taoist priests, when Su Tong and his party arrived at a hillside in the back mountain, they saw hundreds of Taoist priests already densely packed on the flat land around the corner.
Some of these Taoist priests were holding swords and some were holding wooden sticks. They all looked at Su Tong and the others with unkind eyes.
Standing in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe. This middle-aged man has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks very much like a famous comedian.
After seeing Su Tong and the others approaching, the middle-aged man made a bow to Su Tong: "Qian Songyi, the poor Taoist leader of the Maoshan sect, has met Su. I don't know that Su has broken into the back of our Maoshan sect."
What are you doing?"
This is a good label. Su Tong glanced at Qian Songyi. He is worthy of being the leader of the Maoshan Sect. Needless to say, he is thick-skinned. His ability to label him is also top-notch. An excuse to break into the back mountain will end the day.
The matter is given.
However, Su Tong was too lazy to argue with him and said calmly: "Master Qian, right? I'm here to see Wang Sijie today. A few days ago, you Taoists went to Xiaoma Villa to hold a meeting without my permission.
It’s just a Taoist meeting, but you also robbed my girlfriend’s things, you won’t deny it, right?
I came here today to recover the situation, please hand over your man named Wang Sijie now!"
Seeing that Su Tong directly pointed out the topic, Qian Songyi coughed twice and said: "This layman, there may be some misunderstandings about this matter. Please move to the back mountain and we can discuss it slowly after the poor Taoist serves tea.
"
"What, do you want to play a delaying tactic?" Su Tong sneered: "Sorry, I won't accept this trick. I will give you two choices now, either hand Wang Sijie over and let me deal with it, or I will beat him until you yourself
Hand it over."
"What an arrogant person." Even though Qian Songyi had a lot of experience in the city, he was also irritated by Su Tong, "I respect you as a guest from afar, but you are so aggressive, so don't blame me for being rude. Where are you?
I would like to ask you to teach Master Su about his skills."
As Qian Songyi's words fell, a figure rushed towards Su Tong. Without saying a word, he punched Su Tong's chest. A sharp punch sounded at the same time, and Jin followed the punch.
Come on, this is a Taoist priest who has developed Ming Jin.
Su Tong didn't even look at it. He waved his left hand and heard a snap. The Taoist priest was punched in the chest by Su Tong without saying a word. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground, and he fainted immediately.
past.
"Junior Brother Zhou!" Someone immediately went over to help the Taoist priest who had fainted, and found that the Taoist priest had spit out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, the Taoist priests around were all shocked and angry, and couldn't help shouting: "What a good boy, you actually do such a heavy trick."
"Is it serious?" Su Tong sneered: "Why don't you just say that Wang Sijie robbed my girlfriend's things and broke three of her ribs. Now I'm just repaying retaliation. Don't worry.
, he also has three broken ribs and can’t die!”
"Tit for tat!"
"Good boy, you are looking for death."
When Su Tong said this, the Taoist priests turned red with anger. Over the years, the Maoshan sect had been going smoothly, but when did they get kicked into the mountain gate and broke the ribs of the disciples in front of the headmaster?
Before Qian Songyi could say anything, two more Taoist priests pounced on you. Su Tong glanced at him and saw that one of them had practiced Ming Jin, and the other had practiced Dark Jin. In Kunyu's case,
The only ones that are properly separated are two low-level warriors and an intermediate warrior.
Su Tong didn't waste any time. He took a step forward and clapped his hands at the same time. Two sounds sounded almost at the same time. The two Taoist priests who rushed towards him flew back faster and fell to the ground equally hard.
On the ground.
"Don't worry, they only have three broken ribs and they won't die." It was Su Tong's expressionless voice as before, "I'll take over whoever else you want to come up with."
Seeing this, Qian Songyi was already shocked and angry. As the leader of the Maoshan Sect, his eyesight was naturally not low. He could naturally see that Su Tong was very capable in dealing with his two disciples.
, just like a strong man toying with two young children, this ability is something that even he, a master of energy transformation, can't compare to.
In the last Taoist conference, after Wang Sijie snatched Liu Yingnan's talismans and elixirs, Qian Songyi and the people of the Maoshan sect were overjoyed. With such good things, they could add several masters to Maoshan. As for Big Mao,
Do they need to worry about the revenge of Ponyville with two or three kittens?
But now, Qian Songyi regrets a little. He really didn't arrive first and the owner of Xiaoma Villa is so powerful.