I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The moment Xiaoxiao blindfolded Chi Wu's eyes, the slovenly Taoist stepped forward, then kicked Chi Wu's chest right in the air.

After a muffled groan, the martial artist flew out of the arena with a knife, and fell heavily to the ground.

The sloppy Taoist priest was still too kind. He had a chance to seriously injure his martial arts, but he didn't do so. According to what Elder Longshan said before, as long as he doesn't kill or maim people, he can do whatever he wants.

If it was me, if someone bullied me like this when I was a child, I would definitely do something wrong. Even if I didn't beat the other party, I would beat the other party so that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for half a month.

Even so, the sloppy Taoist kick was not light, and after landing with his martial arts, he didn't get up from the pain for a long time.

Soon, several martial brothers came over and helped Chi Wu up.

"Elder Longshan, I'm not convinced by using words to cheat! I still want to fight him!" Chi Wu yelled.

Coming, the sloppy Taoist priest didn't respond, but stood on the ring, looking at Chi Wu with a smile.

Master Longshan glanced in the direction of holding the martial arts, but waved to a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi beside him without saying a word.

The Tsing Yi Taoist immediately stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "In this competition, the disciple of the Songhe Sect wins with the paper."

"Uncle Song Yuan, I don't agree with deceiving you with words!" Na Chi Wu said angrily.

"How did he cheat?" the Taoist priest Matsumoto asked indifferently.

"This kid is all crooked, and he even released ghosts. Isn't this a trick or what?" Chi Wu was still angry.

"Any student of our Maoshan sect can cultivate ghosts. We also have a lineage of ghost sects in Maoshan. If you haven't refined ghosts yourself, don't blame others. You have already fallen into the ring, and Chiwen is also merciful. You Don't be ignorant." Daoist Matsumoto waved his hand, not wanting to bother with him at all, turned around and left here.

As soon as the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi left, Elder Long Shan glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, patted his buttocks, turned and left as well.

This was the last competition, and there weren't many people watching it. As soon as they left, the other disciples who were watching also left one after another.

The sloppy Taoist priest flew down from the ring, and several of us immediately surrounded him.

"Xiao Luo, you did a great job. Today you have defeated half of the disciples of the Maoshan Sect. If you win another game tomorrow, you will be in the top ten." Brother Gu patted the sloppy Taoist priest on the shoulder and said happily.

"Brother Luo, congratulations, you have achieved victory." Kassan was also a little excited.

When I was about to say something, suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and the martial artist was still a little unwilling, and he waved his fist and hit the sloppy Taoist priest.

This kid really wants to engage in a sneak attack.

It's just that before he got close to the sloppy Taoist priest, Yuankong shot out suddenly, and slapped the martial artist with a palm, sending him flying far away.

Yuankong's palm of Buddha's handprint is not small, but it is also restrained.

Otherwise, he would have to be beaten to vomit blood.

The man holding the weapon didn't know what was going on, so he flew seven or eight meters away.

We are also a little confused.

I really didn't expect that Xiao Yuankong, who was silent, would be the first to hit that martial artist.

"Yuankong, you can." I touched his big bald head, and Yuankong just smiled.

After Chi Wu got up, he ran towards us again: "Where did the thief come from, dare to play wild in our Maoshan sect!"

As soon as he saw Yuankong hitting Chiwu, the brothers who were armed with martial arts came over and looked at Yuankong with an unkind expression. This was the rhythm of planning to strike.

"Amitabha, since you have to admit that you have lost, why are you so obsessed with it?" Yuan Kong clasped his hands together and bowed to the other party.

"Hit him!" Chi Wu yelled angrily, and rushed forward with his men.

At this time, Kasangran took a step forward, pulled out the magic sword on his body, and slashed away with a fierce sword.

The terrifying sword energy from this sword shattered several huge stone slabs on the ground, and the rocks collapsed and flew, and a deep ravine blocked Chi Wen and his senior brothers.

If this sword fell on them, the corpses of these people would probably be torn apart.

With just one move, the faces of Chi Wu and the others turned pale from fright, and they retreated one after another.

Two martial brothers turned around and ran away.

"Get out! Don't force me to kill!" Kassan glanced at them coldly, his cold eyes and the terrifying murderous aura on his body were released immediately.

Even the unscrupulous Chi Wu also felt a deep chill, he stepped back a few steps, pointed at the sloppy Taoist priest: "Chi Wen, you... just wait for me."

Kasang Tijian took a step forward, the wielding martial artist trembled suddenly, turned around and ran away with the rest of his brothers.

It has to be Kasang, the strongest fighting force of our sixth sons, who scares the crap out of those people as soon as he makes a move.

If Kasang participated in this kind of competition, Chi Lang of the Maoshan sect would also have to be subdued by him, which would be crushing in terms of strength.

Although he won the competition, the sloppy Taoist priest didn't look very happy.

He greeted us, and led the few of us towards the place where Master Songhe lived.

Among other things, it was this martial artist who made the sloppy Taoist priest release the power of green soul and Xiaoxiao, which is enough to prove the strength of this kid.

The further you fight back, the stronger your opponent will be, this is beyond doubt.

The sloppy Taoist priest didn't say much all the way, probably thinking about tomorrow's competition.

Not long after, we came to the gate of Taoist temple of Master Songhe.

I thought Reverend Songhe was sleeping in the house at the moment, but when we reached the entrance of the Taoist temple, Reverend Songhe was sitting at the door waiting for us with a wine bottle.

"Master, I'm back." The sloppy Taoist stepped forward.

"You're back, how was the fight?" Master Songhe asked with a smile.

"We won one game, and we will continue to compete tomorrow."

"Hey, I just said that my apprentice is the best. Come on boy, I am very happy to be a teacher if I can enter the top ten. Don't have any psychological burden on you boy." Master Songhe said casually.

"Don't worry, Master, I won't embarrass you."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Master still cares about that? The most important thing is to be happy in life. I'm hungry, so I'll wait for you to come back and cook. I don't like the food I cook, so hurry up." Songhe The real person got up, afraid of slapping his butt, and walked into the Taoist temple.

Good guy, the apprentice won, and he didn't even say to cook a meal to celebrate, but he still has to wait for us to come back to cook for him, this master is really too lazy.