I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

"Haha... You are still talking arrogantly at this time. You really don't know what is good or bad."

Facing Zhao Xuanling's provocation, Fu Yunzi was not too angry. After all, in his eyes, Zhao Xuanling was already a dead man. Who would be angry at a dead man?

"fall!"

Fuyunzi didn't say much. He pointed his finger fiercely at Zhao Xuanling. With a roar, the thunder and lightning in the sky fell instantly and struck Zhao Xuanling fiercely.

"boom!"

The thunder and lightning fell on Zhao Xuanling's body with a deafening sound, and the dazzling light made it impossible for anyone to see what Zhao Xuanling was doing at this time.

Fuyunzi was very confident in his bombardment. He believed that no one could escape from his lightning strike.

Thinking that he had won so easily, Fuyunzi looked at his followers with a smile and said loudly:

"Whoever insults my Taoism in the future will end up like this! Hahahaha..."

"Mighty! Boss is mighty!"

"The headmaster is mighty!"

"Chop them to death!"

Everyone in the True Spirit Sect raised their arms and shouted after hearing Fu Yunzi's arrogant and domineering words, but they all called Fu Yunzi anything, which shows how mixed up this True Spirit Sect is, and it is impossible to ascend to the hall of elegance.

"Brother, master is not really dead, is he?"

Ma Ma looked at the thunder and lightning that didn't stop for a long time, and felt a little worried.

After all, this is a thunder from heaven. How can flesh and blood resist it?

Ma Yuan smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Don't worry, if this attack can hurt Master, then Master can't be considered a true Taoist disciple."

Sure enough, as Ma Yuan said, a helpless voice came out of the thunder and lightning.

"That's how powerful it is? It's no different from scratching an itch."

After the words fell, a strong burst of true energy suddenly shot out, forcibly scattering the lightning.

Fuyunzi quickly turned around when he heard the words. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was extremely shocked.

Zhao Xuanling was seen standing on the spot intact at this time, with no injuries on her body, and even her clothes were not damaged at all, as if the thunder and lightning just did not hit her.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!"

Fuyunzi exclaimed. He had never failed before and couldn't accept such a result.

"Nothing is impossible."

Zhao Xuanling casually patted his Taoist robe and said.

"No! You must have used some shameful means! Am I right? With your flesh and blood, there is absolutely no way you can withstand the punishment of thunder from heaven!"

Fuyunzi still couldn't believe it and kept making excuses for himself.

"Can this be called thunder punishment?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuanling showed contempt and said:

"With thunder and lightning of this magnitude, can you have as much as you want?"

"You fart! If you have the ability, call me here and see. If you can't call me, you lose, and you can just kill yourself to apologize!"

Fuyunzi was very unconvinced when he heard this, pointed at Zhao Xuanling's nose and cursed.

Zhao Xuanling was too lazy to pay attention to him. He casually stretched out his hand and a bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky and struck directly in front of Fuyunzi.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Xuanling's hand stunned everyone in the True Spirit Sect. Can he summon thunder just by extending his hand? You don’t even need to pinch the hand and recite the incantation?

Fuyunzi was also startled by the sudden thunder and lightning falling from the sky, and his eyes towards Zhao Xuanling became strange.

But he still didn't believe that Zhao Xuanling really had this ability. After all, Taoism had disappeared for such a long time, and dabblers like himself were probably very rare. How could an orthodox Taoist successor appear out of thin air?

Fuyunzi looked up at the sky and understood immediately when he saw the thunderclouds gathering above his head.

"Is it just a coincidence? You didn't even use a spell to summon thunder? It's obviously an opportunistic move on your part. I summoned this thunder cloud, and the thunder and lightning just now is not your skill."

Zhao Xuanling shook his head helplessly after hearing this:

"Why do we need a spell for this little thunder?"

"You blow it!"

When Zhao Xuan saw Fu Yunzi didn't believe it, he was really speechless and didn't bother to talk nonsense.

He pointed several fingers at Fuyunzi in succession.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Several more bolts of lightning fell from the sky, and they all struck Fuyunzi steadily.

Suddenly thick black smoke came out of Fuyunzi's body and he fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Xuanling did not take his life, but gave him a chance to breathe. It was really an advantage for such a person to let him die so easily.

Fuyunzi, who was lying on the ground, felt the pain and numbness coming from his body, and realized that the young man in front of him was really a Taoist successor.

Zhao Xuanling looked at Fuyunzi who was still twitching slightly on the ground and said:

"You lost, and you are willing to admit defeat. Do you want to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Fuyunzi was frightened when he heard this, but he didn't want to sit still and wait for death, let alone fulfill the bet. He immediately shouted to his men:

"Fuck him! Kill him!"

After hearing this, the people from the Zhenling Sect also took advantage of the large number of people and rushed towards Zhao Xuanling without fear.

He thought to himself that no matter how powerful Zhao Xuanling was, he was only one person. With so many people on his side, even one person could kick him to death.

When Zhao Xuanling saw this, his thoughts moved, and the Longquan Sword flew out of the tavern and landed in his hand.

He knew that this floating cloud would not keep his word.

When Ma Yuan and Ma Li saw this, they also wanted to step forward to help, but Zhao Xuanling did not give them a chance to take action.

Zhao Xuanling was seen holding the Longquan Sword in his hand, and he waved it at the people rushing towards him.

With one strike of the sword, a violent sword energy shot out instantly, directly killing the person running at the front.

People like them have already touched Zhao Xuanling's bottom line, so Zhao Xuanling will not show mercy at all.

Seeing a huge sword mark on the chest of the person in front, followed by blood splattering everywhere, he lay down straight, and the people behind him also stopped quickly, not daring to move forward any further.

At this time, the crowd saw the Longquan sword in Zhao Xuanling's hand. They immediately recognized it and exclaimed:

"It's him! It's him who killed the Northern King and wiped out tens of thousands of ghost tribe's troops. It's him!"

Because it was very dark, some people didn't recognize Zhao Xuanling at all. Now that someone recognized him first, everyone realized that they had provoked an evil god!

These words also reached Fuyunzi's ears, and his eyes gradually turned into shock when he looked at Zhao Xuanlingdao.

Because I didn't watch the live broadcast that day, I didn't know about Zhao Xuanling's existence.

Now that I think about it, I am simply seeking death!

Since the other party can kill even the king of the ghost clan, and he is still fighting with them here, fighting with his own strength, and they can kill him casually, isn't this just a matter of lighting a lamp in the toilet and seeking death?

Thinking of this, Fuyunzi quickly knelt down, kowtowed to Zhao Xuanling and admitted his mistake:

"Master Tian, ​​I was wrong. Please consider that I am half a Taoist disciple, please spare me this time."

As he spoke, Fuyunzi kept kowtowing to Zhao Xuanling, which showed that he was really scared.

Facing Fu Yunzi's plea, Zhao Xuanling showed no expression on his face, but said calmly:

"Take off your clothes!"