Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 682
Seeing that Xu Hui was at a disadvantage, Wang Jiarui jumped up, took out the inverted sea stick, took Xu Hui's place, and shouted: "The three disciples of the Wood Immortal Sect, dare to come and learn!"

Qu Yongshou became more and more courageous in the battle, and with a flick of the peach blossom umbrella, more petals, shining pink in the night sky, hit Wang Jiarui.

Seeing this, Wang Jiarui sacrificed the inverted sea stick, threw it into the air, and immediately a gust of wind blew all the petals back.

Seeing this, Qu Yongshou closed his umbrella, picked up the Xiao, and started playing again.

But Wang Jiarui didn't intend to give him a chance to cast a spell, so he rushed straight towards Qu Yongshou, waving the stick in his hand.

Before Qu Yongshou finished playing Xiao, Wang Jiarui had already come in front of him. Seeing this, he quickly picked up Xiao and fought with Wang Jiarui.

But he underestimated the sea-falling stick in Wang Jiarui's hand, thinking it was just an ordinary weapon, but he didn't know that the sea-falling stick, like the Feiquan pestle, was a big tree with an astonishing weight. He blocked the stick, but he didn't expect that the power was far beyond his imagination. Xiao was sent flying, and he was also staggered.

Seeing that Qu Yongshou had no weapon in his hand, Wang Jiarui took advantage of the victory and pursued him, waving his stick and smashing it directly on the head of Qu Yongshou.

Qu Yongshou was taken aback, and exclaimed in his heart: This stick is so heavy, can it be hammered into meat sauce if it goes down with a hammer?

He quickly sacrificed his life-saving magic weapon, and saw him stamp his feet, a ray of light rushed towards eight directions, and instantly surrounded Wang Jiarui.

Seeing this change, Wang Jiarui was taken aback, and stopped her footsteps and the stick in her hand. Qu Yongshou took this opportunity to take a step back, picked up the flute on the ground, and blew lightly.

Xiao Se's sobbing sound came, and it didn't go through the ears, but directly penetrated into the mind. The Xiao sound was mixed with the laughter, screams and joyful voices of men and women, which made Wang Jiarui's heart sink when he heard it, and he was on the verge of falling down. .

When Wang Hongda saw this, the Baosheng bell above his head rang again, Wang Jiarui's eyes became clearer, knowing that he had been tricked, he looked back at Wang Hongda, and retreated consciously.

Qu Yongshou defeated Xu Hui and Wang Jiarui consecutively, his confidence increased greatly, and he laughed at Wang Hongda: "Who else?"

Seeing this, Wang Maosong's face turned ashen, he flashed his blast gun, jumped up, and stabbed towards Qu Yongshou's face at an incredible speed!
When Qu Yongshou saw this person at the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to him. He expected that he was still nearly five meters away from him. No matter how fast the thrust was, he would have time to react, but he didn't expect that Wang Maosong's spear was so fast!
In an instant, Wang Maosong came in front of Qu Yongshou. Qu Yongshou could see the tip of the gun before he realized it, and raised his flute and blew it.

A black shadow came, and Wang Maosong felt that the blast gun seemed to have pierced something, but it didn't feel right. When he looked up, he saw a black figure pierced by him, turning into mist and dissipating.

Qu Yongshou breathed a sigh of relief, and before he knew it, the tip of his nose was covered with sweat.

Wang Maosong failed with one blow, so he raised the blast gun again. Qu Yongshou was mentally prepared. Seeing Wang Maosong raising the gun, he quickly took a step back to open the distance, and then stamped his feet.

Green light appeared from his body again, and Wang Maosong was surrounded in all directions in an instant.

Wang Maosong looked around with his eyes sideways, and found that the light on Qu Yongshou's body fell on eight directions accurately, surrounding himself.

Observe carefully these phantoms of white flowers, they are all men and women, with revealing clothes, all of them are smiling and smiling, their eyes are charming.

"Hey!"

While Wang Maosong was observing, Qu Yongshou seized the opportunity, raised his flute and stabbed at Wang Maosong's chest.

Wang Maosong came back to his senses, the blast gun flashed, and with a ding, Qu Yongshou and Xiao were thrown away.

But while Qu Yongshou was attacking physically, figures from eight directions also attacked, attacking from eight directions towards Wang Maosong, Qu Yongshou himself was just a cover-up!

Seeing this, Wang Maosong put away the blast gun, picked up a lamp, opened his mouth and blew on the lamp, blowing a tongue of fire, and circled around Wang Maosong.

"what!--"

The screams of those burning figures made Wang Maosong close his eyes and frown.

Seeing this, Qu Yongshou grinned sinisterly, and blew his flute again. A black shadow hit Wang Maosong from behind.

With a whoosh sound, Wang Maosong only felt a chill on his back, and he lost consciousness.

"what?"

Seeing that their junior brother was in disaster, the disciples of Muxianmen were eager to try and rushed forward.

But they were blocked by Wang Hongda. Wang Hongda jumped up and blocked Wang Maosong. Wang Xuesong and others dragged Wang Maosong aside.

Wang Hongda stared at Qu Yongshou, and said to Wang Jiarui, "Use the vitality bottle."

Wang Jiarui poured a drop of water into Wang Maosong's mouth with a vitality bottle. Wang Maosong woke up leisurely and found that he had been defeated.

Wang Hongda's face turned livid, he felt ashamed, he never thought that he would fight against a disciple opposite him.

When Qu Yongshou saw Wang Hongda playing in person, he was a little scared. After all, the clock on his head was so powerful. Xu Hui and Wang Jiarui were hit by him. As soon as he rang the bell, they woke up immediately.

But he wasn't afraid, if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him, and behind him was the master who didn't make a move.

Qu Yongshou then grinned, stomped his feet, picked up the flute and began to whimper, and accompanied by the piercing sound of the flute, white ghosts began to dance around him.

Wang Hongda saw that they were all scantily clad women staring at him fiercely.

The joyful and joyful cries of men and women came, and Wang Hongda's heart was also moved. If he didn't meditate every day, his mind was calmer than others, and he might have been tricked.

When Qu Yongshou saw it, he panicked. This man had extraordinary concentration and was able to resist the temptation of the demon Mi Yin.

He was shocked but also a little angry, picked up the Xiao and blew it, and the ghost images of those women began to take off their clothes.

Wang Hongda let out a breath, stomped his feet, and the sound of the Baosheng bell above his head overwhelmed the sound of the demon.

Seeing this, Qu Yongshou grinned, eager to win, he wanted to compete with Wang Hongda, so he raised his flute and pointed at Wang Hongda.

The ghost shadow of the sky rushed towards Wang Hongda immediately.

Seeing the sight of the demon, Wang Hongda knew that it should not be underestimated, so he stomped decisively.

There was only a bang, as if an earthquake had struck. Wang Hongda's whole body glowed green, and a three-headed and six-armed monster jumped out of it, holding various weapons in its hands.

"what!--"

Seeing this, the demons grinned one by one. The beautiful woman, with terrifying fangs growing in her mouth, rushed towards Wang Hongda even more quickly.

"Stubborn!"

The phantom with three heads and six arms opened its mouth like a tongue of fire, burning up the ghosts and ghosts, and wiped them all out.

"Uh……"

Qu Yongshou was also mentally injured, vomited blood, and was defeated.

Wang Hongda accepted the green light, he was still an ordinary man in a suit and shirt.

The head of the sect, who had been silent for a long time, looked solemn at this moment. This three-headed and six-armed Dharma body is not something that ordinary people can cultivate casually.

He came out calmly, and lit a gun: "Wan Mingjie, the master of the real sect."

(End of this chapter)