Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 201 Poison
Li Daoyuan, who returned to the Taoist temple, had a wonderful expression. He fell down twice in the same place. This is the rhythm of being nailed to the rack of shame for a lifetime.

So much so that Daotong ignored him when he came up to say hello, and locked himself in Zhenwu Hall.

Gently stroking the silver whiskers on the fly whisk, a trace of anger flashed in Li Daoyuan's eyes.

For him, the name Fan Chengfeng must be repeated in his dreams.

"What is the origin of this Fan Chengfeng? Why, there is no such name in any sect in the Jianghu?"

These days, Li Daoyuan carefully sorted out the names of the rising stars of various sects, but he still has no clue.

Whether it is a trick or a way, it is very strange.

Especially when he was outside Qingyang Temple, Li Daoyuan still couldn't figure out why he couldn't get in.

Also, even though his internal strength is mediocre, he was able to break through his fixed point.

Furthermore, his own soft sword just disappeared before his eyes.

All of this, Fan Chengfeng is doomed to exist like a mystery.

"Could it be some old immortal closed door disciple?"

Li Daoyuan sat on the futon a little irritably, stood up again, and turned left and right in Zhenwu Hall, muttering possible guesses one by one, but in the end he denied them all, and then returned to the original point.

"If it's really some old and immortal closed door disciple, then it's possible that things have been brought to light because they took aim at me?"

Li Daoyuan was startled suddenly, opened the gate of Zhenwu Hall, and was about to call Xiaodaotong who was following him.

However, a scream followed.

Li Daoyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the courtyard, Xiao Daotong fell into a pool of blood, with a cup of tea in his hand, he made a hoo hoo sound from his throat, but he couldn't speak anymore.

And in the Qingyang Temple, there are already more than ten uninvited guests.

They are all covered in black robes, with sharp swords hanging from their waists, and their eyes are dark.

"What a Mu Nanping,"

Li Daoyuan straightened up angrily, "The Mu family has made all the offerings, so you really respect the old way."

Li Daoyuan and the Mu family have been fighting for decades, and the two sides have never had such a big battle before, but because of a young man with no hair, the two sides have directly reached the point where the net is broken.

A hunchbacked old man standing on the courtyard wall snorted coldly, "Li Daoyuan, you are so brave. You dare to attack my Mu family in broad daylight. Could it be that you don't despise my Mu family?"

If Fan Chengfeng was here, he would definitely recognize that this hunchbacked old man was the Fifth Grandpa that Mu Qiling was talking about.Moreover, his status in the offerings is not low, and all the offerings of the Mu family seem to follow his lead.

"Come on, the old Taoist wants to see how powerful the mighty Mu family's offering is."

Li Daoyuan waved his hand in the dust, the Taoist robe on his body moved automatically without wind, and his momentum was rising steadily. At this time, he was quite a bit of a master.

Mu Nan'an's expression turned serious, obviously Li Daoyuan's strength was beyond his expectation.

The Mu family priests glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Even if it is the realm of a great master? With the strength of all of us, we must not make him feel better."

Mu Nan'an said in a deep voice, and when the words fell, he had already charged forward with his long sword.

The rest of the people stopped thinking about it and followed Mu Nanan to kill.

A hundred years ago, catastrophe came, all the masters of martial arts died generously, countless martial arts secret books were lost, and martial arts declined rapidly along the way.For the past hundred years, it has been the stage of hiding in the dark and licking the wounds.

Seventy years ago, Wang Hao, the gun god of the Northland, summoned martial arts heroes and redefined the boundaries among martial artists.

A rookie warrior who has just entered the rivers and lakes can develop internal strength, which is better than ordinary people.

A martial artist who has just glimpsed the way can skillfully use internal force to generate dark energy to fight against the enemy, which can already be called a master among the people.

A small grandmaster who is perfect in martial arts basically integrates what he has learned. He is talented in martial arts. When facing the enemy, he can release his internal strength to the outside, or bless it on weapons, so that his combat effectiveness soars.

This kind of person is already considered a famous person in today's martial arts.

As for those who are above the junior masters, they are the grand masters of martial arts, who are enough to establish a sect and become famous, with extremely high talents.

Although there is only one word difference between the little master and the great master, the combat effectiveness is not the same.

The Mu family enshrines the young master Qing Yishui, while Li Daoyuan is the genuine great master.

In normal times, the Mu family would definitely not have a bad relationship with a great master, because a bad one would set them on fire.

But there is no turning back when opening the bow. Since he has offended him, he can only hope that this plan will succeed.

More than a dozen people fought together, but Li Daoyuan did not lose the slightest bit, and even managed to overwhelm these people.

This scene is a bit embarrassing.

But Mu Nan'an had no choice but to clenched his teeth and desperately supported.

Li Daoyuan became more and more courageous as he fought, and he hit the priests of the Mu family directly with one blow, and almost everyone was injured.

"Mu family enshrines, hehe, that's all."

Seeing the embarrassing figure of Mu's priest, Li Daoyuan laughed wildly.

Under the hands of a dozen or so seldom-seen warriors, the entire Qingyang Temple became ruins, with potholes everywhere on the ground and walls.

These people are all proper humanoid destroyers.

"Li Daoyuan, you can only blame yourself for all of this, not anyone else."

Mu Nan'an, who was obviously at a disadvantage, suddenly burst out with an inexplicable sentence, and all the priests of the Mu family looked sideways.

However, at this moment, Li Daoyuan's expression suddenly changed.

"mean,"

Li Daoyuan just said a word, then spit out a mouthful of old blood with a puff.

Black and smelly.

Obviously poisoned.

Mu Nanping smiled slightly, "It's a pity that a generation of grandmasters has just fallen, and Mu also expressed his regret."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to the Mu family and said: "Go,"

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Monk Zhanger couldn't figure out more than a dozen Mu's offerings. We have put in so much effort, and it seems that we can use it to get rid of the troubles. Why are we going to withdraw?

Mu Nanping sighed, and began to retreat without saying a word, and the rest of the people could only leave helplessly upon seeing this.

From the beginning to the end, the Mu family had no intention of provoking Li Daoyuan, but the person who made this request was someone the Mu family could not refuse.

A big family that has lasted for hundreds of years has naturally developed a deep-rooted pride, so the Mu family has always repaid every kindness.

All the priests of the Mu family retreated, and Li Daoyuan wanted to chase after him, but just as soon as he raised his internal strength, his whole body convulsed, and another mouthful of old blood spit out.

He had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground, trying to use his internal strength to force the poison.

The body was exuding heat, and the Taoist robe was instantly wet with sweat.

The pale Li Daoyuan no longer had the demeanor of a master before.

(End of this chapter)