Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

"Do you know my teacher?" Chanali asked, staring at the old woman.

"Well, I knew her more than fifty years ago when she was studying witchcraft in the jungle." There was no change in the old woman's expression, and it was impossible to tell what her mood was at the moment.

"Excuse me, senior, what is your name?" Chanali was not sure about the relationship between this woman and her master, so she changed her attitude.

Mashan frowned. He didn't think that standing with Abhishek at this time would be good for him, but for Chanali's sake, he didn't say anything.

"You are not qualified to know my name." The old woman's cold voice was filled with arrogance, as if the people in front of her were just two beggars.

Ma Shan got angry at that time. He raised his leg and stomped on the ground. With a click, the ground under his feet cracked.

A crack starts from the foot of Mashan and extends forward and backward.

The Taj Mahal Casino, which covers an area of ​​more than 60,000 square meters, was completely split in two, with the crack extending to the square in front of the entertainment city and the city garden behind it.

People standing in the casino hall thought there was an earthquake and felt the ground shifting, but they didn't dare to move at all.

When the building split, the people who were in the room in the middle of the crack fell from the gap, but were dragged by a magical force and slowly landed on the ground. Some of them were wearing pajamas, some were wrapped in bathrobes, and some were even hugging each other. After falling, they all stood there in shock, not understanding what had happened.

When the force of the space crack went towards Abhishek and the old woman, Abhishek was completely stunned.

The old woman's face froze, her eyes flashed with coldness, and she flipped her wrist. A mysterious force rose from under her feet, carrying her and Abhishek up into the air, avoiding the shock wave and floating in the crack in the building.

"Ma Shan, why are you still so impatient?" Chanali said with a smile, without any blame in her tone.

"You are still so kind." Ma Shan looked at the people who fell from the building. They were obviously rescued by Chanali, otherwise they would have fallen to death here.

There were screams coming from outside, apparently the people outside the casino were panicking because of the cracks in the building.

On the contrary, the people inside knew that they should remain quiet at this moment, because the shock they felt in their hearts far exceeded their fear and terror. In the extreme shock, the instinct to shout turned into silence, just like if an alien fleet suddenly appeared in the human sky, probably no one would shout for help, but would just watch quietly and wait for the judgment of death.

The woman and Abhishek landed slowly.

The panicked Abhishek came to his senses and glanced at the woman beside him.

“Humph, you have good strength!” The woman shifted her attention from Chanali to Mashan. “I underestimated you. I thought you were just Fatima’s apprentice. I didn’t expect that…”

She smiled coldly, "Back in the jungle, if there hadn't been a kendo master by Fatima's side, she wouldn't have been my opponent. It's true that like master, like disciple. It still depends on men!"

Ma Shan was furious and was about to take action, but was stopped by Chanali.

"She tarnished my master's reputation. Don't interfere in today's matter. Let me do it." Chanali said.

"She is clearly trying to provoke me, wife, don't be fooled by this witch!" said Ma Shan.

Chanali smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter. If I have to hide from a provocation, then I am not worthy of inheriting the title of goddess."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and without further ado, he stretched out his hand, and his arm stretched out like a branch, while his five fingers turned into thousand-year-old dry vines, dancing in the air and rolling towards the old woman.

This move was extremely sudden, and its weirdness and mystery caused a psychological shock to the people present, which was no less than Ma Shan's kick that split the mountain and cracked the earth just now.

The old woman obviously did not expect that Chanali was just like Ma Shan, who attacked without saying a word.

Caught off guard, he floated up again.

But this attack was different. Although Ma Shan's kick just now was powerful, its range was limited. It would have been fine if he had just dodged it.

However, Chanali's attack, the thousand-year-old dry vines transformed from her fingers, twisted in the wind, grew longer and longer, and chased the woman.

When a woman moves upward, it moves upward; when a woman moves backward, it follows.

The old woman looked a little embarrassed. She flew higher and higher in the air, and retreated farther and farther, until she flew out of the crack of the Taj Mahal. With the vast space, she felt a little more at ease. She made seals with her hands in the air and recited something.

Two dark shadows appeared from the void and stood in front of her, blocking the dead vines.

A cloud of black mist dissipated and the dead vines shrank back.

Chanali retracted her hand and frowned slightly.

"Are you okay, wife?" Ma Shan asked with concern.

"Humph, so he's a Brahman Sadhu." Chanali sneered, "No wonder he said he knew my master. I heard from my master that in the jungle, the Brahmans once wanted to occupy the entire Nanyang. Originally, my master didn't want to fight with them, but they didn't tolerate heterodoxy and killed all the primitive witches. That's why my master organized the Xuanjiang Sect to fight against them."

“It is Brahmanism indeed!”

Lang Yuwen had already collected intelligence about the capital and religious forces behind Taj Mahal, and Ma Shan had also expected it, so he was not surprised. He just didn't expect that Brahmanism and Xuanjiangmen had such a feud, and this old woman actually knew Chanali's master Fatima.

Thinking of Fatima, Mashan became curious and wondered where this former Malaysian goddess had gone.

He remembered what Fatima said before she left. It seemed that she was going to look for her old lover, and her old lover was Li Muchen’s senior brother in Tiandu.

Could it be that the swordsmanship master who suddenly appeared beside Fatima in the jungle that the old woman mentioned was the disciple of Tiandu?

At this time, the old woman landed on the ground again, her expression became more serious, and she said coldly: "Want to sneak attack me? You are too naive! Didn't your master tell you who I am?"

"My master wouldn't care about a small figure like you, so why would he tell me?" Chanali said.

The old woman finally showed anger on her face. "Humph, you don't take me seriously? How arrogant! Fatima summoned all the wizards in the South Sea jungle, but she couldn't drive away my army of Yakshas. How dare she not take me seriously?"

Chanali was startled, and suddenly remembered someone, and said, "You...you are a Rakshasa woman?!"