Chapter 470 Master Dao Slaps You to Death!

The little Taoist priest was not a warrior, so he was whipped several times by Wu De, and was so painful that he was about to cry.

"Do you want to lead the way? If you don't lead me, I'll fight!"

Wu De grabbed the collar of the little Taoist priest with his left hand, and raised his right palm high, ready to strike it down at any time. With his ferocious look, he vividly interpreted the image of an evil Taoist priest.

"Bring... woo..."

The little Taoist priest was beaten and frightened by Wu Delian, and finally broke down and cried. He dropped the broom in his hand, wiped his tears, and honestly led the way.

Fang Bai and Guishou looked at each other with wry smiles, thinking that this guy is a majestic high-level warrior at the earth level, a top existence in the secular ancient martial arts world, but he even bullies an innocent little Taoist priest who has no power to restrain a chicken, what a waste of warriors ethics.

After following the little Taoist priest through several halls, it became difficult to see the pilgrims gradually, but there were more and more disciples of Qingcheng Temple.

"This is the apse of my Qingcheng temple. There are regulations in our temple, no one else is allowed to enter! I can only take you here!"

When he came to an arch, the little Taoist stood there, not daring to go any further, and said timidly.

"Chong Ling, you are so bold, you actually brought other people to the apse! Do you want to be punished?"

At this moment, a young Taoist priest strode out from behind the arch, his eyes swept over Fang Bai and the three of them, and then sharply reprimanded the young Taoist priest.

"Brother, I..."

The little Taoist was about to explain with a mournful face, but Wu De pushed him aside, waved his hand and said, "It's none of your business here, go sweep your land!"

"who are you?"

The young Taoist saw that Wu De was also a Taoist, but he was dressed in sloppy clothes, and he didn't look like a fairy. He guessed that he was a wild Taoist who had no background and sect, and practiced penance on his own, and a sense of superiority spontaneously arose.

"I am your Daoist Wu!"

Seeing the contempt and disdain on the young Taoist priest's expression, Wu De couldn't help being furious. He stretched out his hand and slapped the young Taoist priest on the face, cursing: "You bastard who doesn't open your eyes, what are you? You're making fun of the Taoist priest for wearing shabby clothes." No? Believe it or not, I will slap you to death, Lord?"

"Fucking wild Taoist priest, dare to beat me!"

The young Taoist priest was stunned by Wu De's slap, and when he came back to his senses, he swung his fist cursingly at Wu De's face.

The young Taoist priest is just a high-ranking warrior of the yellow rank, how can Wu De take such a small role into consideration? He kicked him a few meters away, then strode forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

"Go, tell Qingxuan old Taoist to get out of here! Let's say that a little Taoist priest who begged them to take him in twenty years ago, but was humiliated and abused in every possible way, and was driven down the mountain cruelly, came today to seek justice!"

Wu De's eyes showed a fierce look, and after he finished speaking viciously, he threw the young Taoist priest out.

The young Taoist priest was not a fool. He knew that his strength was too far from Wu De's, and if he tried again, he would only be tortured even worse. He looked at Wu De with hatred and fear, endured the pain in his body, got up and ran away.

Fang Bai and Guishou heard Wu De's words, and only then did they know that he had such a feud with Qingcheng Temple. After ten years from east to west, the little Taoist priest came back to avenge his shame.

Wu De turned around, grinned at Fang Bai and Guishou, and said: "Twenty years ago, after the death of my wild Taoist master, I had nowhere to go, so I came to Qingcheng Temple to seek refuge. I hope they can take me in." However, I was severely humiliated and abused by a group of Taoist priests from Qingcheng Temple, and then they pushed me down the mountain. Among the people who scolded me and drove me away, there were two old Taoists, Qingling and Qingxuan! "

After a pause, he said again: "At that time, Qingling and Qingxuan old Taoists were not strong, and their status was not high. I didn't expect that twenty years later, the two old Taoists would become the masters of the Qingcheng Temple... Hehe , it doesn’t matter if the old Taoist Qingling is dead, there is another old Taoist Qingxuan. If I don’t beat up that old Taoist today, my surname will not be Wu!”

The ghost hand said with a blank face: "When you hit, save some strength, don't kill me! Leave the murder to me!"

Wu De took a look at the ghost hand, and said with a smile: "Look at your bitterness and hatred, do you have any blood feud with Qingcheng Temple? How about the two of us join hands to kill the stinky Taoist priests of Qingcheng Temple?" The light is exhausted, and then this Qingcheng temple is burned down?"

"You don't need to intervene in my affairs!"

Ghost hand rolled his eyes and said angrily.

For Wu De's suggestion, Ghost Hand didn't think about it at all. He only killed those Taoist priests who deserved to be killed. Other innocent Taoist priests would not be affected, let alone set fire to Qingcheng temple.

Wu De was bored, instead of getting angry, he raised his thumb and praised: "Okay, you have personality! I like it!"

There was a sound of footsteps, from far to near, a dozen Taoist priests of Qingcheng Temple, led by the young Taoist priest before, came aggressively, some of them had long swords in their hands.

"Brother, it's this wild Taoist priest! Not only did he beat me, but he even yelled at us to come out..."

The young Taoist who was beaten by Wu De stood behind a middle-aged Taoist, pointed at Wu De, and said angrily.

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were piercing, his brows were furrowed, and after looking at Wu De for a few times, his expression gradually became serious.

The middle-aged Taoist priest is a low-level mysterious warrior, but he finds that he can't see through the realm of the fat Taoist priest in front of him, which is enough to prove that the other party's strength is far superior to his own.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist swept over Fang Bai and Guishou who were standing beside Wu De, his heart skipped a beat, and his face became more serious.

Because he found that not only Wu De, but even Wu De's two companions, he couldn't see the depth.

In other words, the strength of the three people in front of them is at least above the middle level of Xuan level.

Although Qingcheng Temple is full of masters and strong overall strength, it does not dare to underestimate the provocations of three mid-level warriors who are at least at the Xuan level.

The middle-aged Taoist turned his head and winked at a thin Taoist behind him. The thin Taoist quickly ran to a nearby ten-meter-high stone platform and rang the big bell hanging there.

when--

when--

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The rapid and distant sound of the bell echoed over the Qingcheng Temple, alarming all the disciples of the Qingcheng Temple.

Once such a bell is rung, it indicates that a strong enemy is coming, and the disciples who are full of ancient martial arts must put down everything at hand and come out to fight against the enemy together.

There were hundreds of disciples in the Qingcheng Temple, and there were about 200 people with ancient martial arts. These disciples moved after hearing the sound, and quickly gathered towards the area where Fang Bai and others were located from all directions.

Even Taoist Master Qingxuan, who was meditating in the Hall of Mental Cultivation behind and temporarily acting as the temple master, was out of the state of cultivation, opened his eyes suddenly, waved the dust whisk in his hand, and rushed out.

Seeing more and more Qingchengguan disciples gather, gradually surrounding the three of them, the ghost hand looked serious, and secretly gathered true energy, preparing for a battle.

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