Chapter 950: The Poor Taoist Has Been Practicing for 30 Years and Completely Tortured Him, a Little Weakling Who Has Been Practicing for 3 Months.

"Little friend, you do have some insight. This Winter Palace is indeed part of the 'Ancient Heavenly Court'." A steady voice stepped out from the palace.

He was a steady middle-aged man, wearing a simple Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and holding a fly whisk in his hand. He looked like an outsider who was an accomplished Taoist.

Song Shuhang looked at the middle-aged man, and then he could see the other person's realm at a glance - the second-level realm, and it should be the fifth-level dantian realm. The river of true energy behind the middle-aged man has only condensed to the position of the 'dragon palm'.

This realm is a little stronger than that of foreign monks, and is about the same level of strength as the original 'Altar Master'.

Song Shuhang thought to himself.

As the master of the Forbidden Palace, the Taoist Priest is slightly weaker... Is it because the other party has hidden his aura and suppressed his true strength?

In Shuhang's heart, Ye Sidao:

"Pindao is the current palace guard of the 'Palace of Winter', Shuang Hanzi. I don't know how to call these two fellow Taoists?" Shuang Hanzi saluted Song Shuhang and Venerable Bai.

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man, so Senior Bai did not take action directly.

"You can just call me Bai. If you want to address me, it's okay to call me Venerable Bai." Senior Bai replied.

Venerable White? You're a liar. If a venerable man can rush all the way to the Winter Palace, I'll cut off his head and play it as a ball for you. The corners of Shuang Hanzi's mouth twitched, but he still managed to smile and said, "Hello, fellow Daoist Bai."

Song Shuhang also said: "Fellow Taoist, you can call me."

Senior Bai turned around and asked curiously: "Huh? Isn't it Song Yi, the tyrant?"

"No, today is Friday." Song Shuhang said seriously.

"Oh." Although Senior Bai looked confused, he still nodded.

Shuang Hanzi: "..." Does the Taoist name have anything to do with the day of the week today?

Shuang Hanzi tried his best to smile normally: "My Taoist friend Shushan layman looks so young. I wonder how long you have been practicing Taoism?"

Song Shuhang was a little confused, why did he ask this question?

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I'm just asking casually. If it's not convenient for you to answer, that's okay." Shuang Hanzi said with a smile.

"There is nothing difficult to answer." At this time, Senior Bai said with a smile: "Little friend Shuhang, just answer this little question, fellow Taoist Shuanghanzi."

Song Shuhang: "I have only been practicing Taoism for a short time. I only officially came into contact with Taoism and started practicing three months ago."

"Three months?" Shuang Hanzi was stunned and looked at Song Shuhang in disbelief.

"Three months in total, but I once had an adventure and stayed in a 'time-type' secret realm for a while. If you include that time, I have been practicing for four months." Song Shuhang said .

"Fellow Taoist is really lucky." Shuang Hanzi chuckled.

Then, Shuang Hanzi suddenly took off his simple Taoist robe, revealing a set of combat-type armor underneath: "In the Palace of Winter, I want to activate the personal arena function, and the battle target is designated as this 'Shushan layman'. Mom. He has been practicing for more than 30 years, and now he has reached the second-level Dantian realm. Torturing him, a weakling who has only been practicing for three months, is as easy as playing!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Senior Bai: "..."

Ye Si: "..."

Is this what it’s called? This Taoist Priest Shuanghanzi asked so many questions, but he actually wanted to find out the details of Song Shuhang and Senior Bai? Then, when he learned that Song Shuhang had only been practicing for three months, he happily pulled Song Shuhang into the army and prepared to torture Song Shuhang.

But why did he want to torture Song Shuhang? He tortured Song Shuhang, and there was Senior Bai standing next to him. Could he beat Senior Bai?

"If you don't seek death, you won't die. Why don't some people understand this?" Song Shuhang murmured.

As he spoke, he felt his body lighten up and be pulled into a ring.

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The 'personal arena' that Shuang Hanzi refers to is similar to the arena in an independent space that the evil hamster pulled Song Shuhang into.

It is also a relatively independent combat space, fully enclosed.

Song Shuhang and Shuang Hanzi stayed in the battle space.

Senior Bai was isolated outside the ring and became an audience.

Song Shuhang sighed: "Fellow Taoist, why are you doing this?"

"There is no way, Pindao has to complete the task." Shuang Hanzi sighed: "As the guardian of the 'Winter Palace', Pindao must at least block one of the monks who invaded the forbidden area. If you can If not, Pindao's status as a 'guardian' will be cut off, and he will have to start from scratch as a hard worker. So I can only say that you are unlucky, fellow Taoist layman Shushan."

Song Shuhang: "..."

From Shuang Hanzi's words, he probably understood the reason why the opponent suddenly wanted to pull him into the ring fighting space.

But... how did Shuang Hanzi, who was only in the second-level realm, become the guardian of the 'Winter Palace'? Is there no one in the Winter Palace?

"Stop struggling, fellow Taoist layman Shushan. Although Pindao has average qualifications, he has missed the golden age of cultivation. He has practiced hard for thirty years before reaching the second level. But there is absolutely no way to deal with the little friend who has only been practicing for three months. That's a problem. My friend, just stand and let Pindao beat you up. As long as I knock you out with one punch, Pindao's mission will be considered completed." Shuang Hanzi suggested.

"Fellow Taoist Shuang Hanzi... couldn't you see my level of cultivation when you brought me in?" Song Shuhang asked.

"What do you mean?" Shuang Hanzi asked.

"Okay... It seems that fellow Taoist can't see my realm. In this case, I feel that I must introduce my spirit ghost to fellow Taoist." Song Shuhang snapped his fingers.

Ye Si cooperated and emerged from Song Shuhang's body. She pulled her skirt and gave Shuang Hanzi a lady's bow - she just learned it from TV not long ago.

Shuang Hanzi looked at Ye Si and felt that there was spiritual power surging in this spirit ghost, and the aura of golden elixir was faintly exuding.

"My spirit ghost Ye Si, who has cultivated to the fifth level and is the Golden Pill Spirit Emperor, is perfect!" Song Shuhang said.

Shuang Hanzi: "Your uncle!" How on earth did you, a monk who has only practiced for three months, get a spirit ghost that is already at the fifth level?

This is hell!

Adultery, there must be adultery in this.

"Fellow Taoist Master Shushan, this is your fault. The battle between the two of us in the ring is a very personal matter. How can you involve your spirit ghost lady in the battle between you and me? "Shuang Hanzi gritted his teeth and said.

Song Shuhang: "Spirit ghosts and monks are one and the same. They are indistinguishable from each other."

Shuang Hanzi bared his teeth and said, "I didn't expect fellow Taoist to have such means... Fortunately, Pindao also has means."

After saying this, he suddenly said loudly: "Rules of the arena: Please ask the spirit ghosts in the arena to get out. The power of spirit ghosts is not allowed to be used in this arena battle!"

Whoosh~~

Ye Si was also teleported to the bottom of the 'Personal Arena' and stood side by side with Senior Bai.

"Does this arena still have such a function?" Senior Bai asked.

Ye Si smiled and waved to Song Shuhang in the audience: "Come on Shuhang, I can't help you anymore!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

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Shuang Hanzi: "Now, your spirit ghost is gone."

"Well, it's a friendly method. I wonder how many times you can use this kind of arena rules?" Song Shuhang asked.

Shuang Hanzi chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

"No more guessing, fellow Taoist, please!" Song Shuhang drew out his sword and pointed it at Shuang Hanzi.

Shuang Hanzi slowly drew out the long sword from behind and said in a deep voice: "The name of this sword is one meter and two long. It is made of extremely cold iron stone..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Shuhang had already attacked.

Next, Song Shuhang's figure was erratic, but he got close to Shuang Hanzi at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Song Shuhang gently turned his wrist.

A raging flame burned from the knife. The flame on it was pale in color and extremely hot. Taoist Priest Chi Xiaozi personally taught him the Flame Saber, and Song Shuhang prepared to end the battle with one move.

"Are you also a second-grade monk?" Shuang Hanzi asked in surprise. Although the Flame Knife is just an entry-level sword technique, if you want to generate flames from the knife, only a second-grade monk can do it.

"Guess." Song Shuhang slashed with his sword.

Guess, uncle, you are a liar, you promised to practice for only three months? Can you cultivate to the second level in three months? Do you think you are the little brother protected by heaven?

Shuang Hanzi gritted his teeth and held the long sword: "Ice dragon roars!"

Ice Dragon Roar is a sword technique he has mastered that combines offense and defense. When the sword is slashed, the cold air on the sword combined with his ice energy can condense into a lifelike ice dragon.

The ice dragon can retreat to defend and advance to attack, which is far beyond what a popular swordsmanship like the 'Flame Knife' can match.

Even if this liar is also a second-grade monk, his popular flame knife is destined to be swallowed by his own ice dragon...

Before Shuang Hanzi could finish his thoughts, the 'ice dragon' condensed on his sword melted away.

The lifelike ice dragon had just appeared. When it encountered the sword energy of the flame knife, it melted into water instantly like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

The ice dragon turned into a water dragon...and then the water dragon lost control again and fell to the ground with a crash.

At this time, Song Shuhang's flaming knife continued to wield power and slashed down hard.

when! The flaming knife slashed at the Hanqiu sword, and the two divine weapons made a tooth-piercing friction sound.

Shuang Hanzi felt his arms go numb and lost consciousness.

The other party is so strong.

Not only that, the sword energy of the flame knife burned all the way along Hanqiao. If it weren't for Han Ciao being a magic weapon, he would have been destroyed by this hit.

Shuang Hanzi secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong. The opponent's flame knife was obviously not a popular one.

"The art of three heads and six arms!" Song Shuhang's voice sounded again.

Three heads and six arms technique? Has this young man mastered this kind of magic? Shuang Hanzi was shocked. 8

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