"Nima, do you really think Lao Tzu is made of mud?"
Seeing a seventh-rank Skywalker punching Long Chen, Long Chen stretched out his hand, slapped the guy down with a slap, blood spurted out, and passed out directly.
There are dozens of powerhouses who just rushed up, and as a result, Long Chen punched in the past, and the terrifying fist style can knock down one piece. This is not a combat skill, but a pure power.
Long Chen punched out, and fell down a large piece, three punches, and there was no one around.
"Well, I think we're here to fight Bao Buping, we shouldn't change our minds and be halfhearted." After a guy gave himself a step, he turned his head and killed Bao Buping in the distance.
When the others saw this, they looked at the guys who were stunned by Long Chen, and they all killed Bao Buping.
For a while, no one dared to take action against Long Chen anymore. This guy was too ruthless.
Long Chen himself was stunned. These days, he has been abused like a dog by the seven masters. When he took action at this time, he naturally took out the state of the battle at that time. As a result, he suddenly saw the difference.
"This torture is not in vain. The power of my physical body has exceeded my imagination." Long Chen looked at his palm and was full of gratitude.
The fist style brought out by a fist is comparable to magic, and the power has reached an extremely terrifying level.
Long Chen watched quietly. An hour later, the battle was over, and everyone was brought down. Only Bao Buping stood there and laughed.
But at this time, Bao was not flat, his clothes were broken, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his head was full of bags, and many parts of his body were stained with blood.
According to Kaitian's past experience, these scars will stay on Bao Buping for more than three days.
So entering the Kaitian Zhanzong, it is not surprising to see those guys with blue noses and swollen faces. On the contrary, they are intact and are rare animals.
In order to celebrate the victory for Bao Buping, Long Chen took out two jars of fine wine and went to Chang Hao to drink together.
In the past, Chang Hao and Bao Buping were both on duty. Each of them would accept a challenge from all the powerhouses every ten days for a month. This kind of fierce battle was the tradition of the Kaitian Zhanzong.
As a result, when Long Chen and Bao Buping came to Chang Hao's residence, Long Chen was taken aback and saw that Chang Hao was covered in blood, with multiple fractures on his body, and was crying while lying on the stone bed.
"I'm going, who did this?" Long Chen was taken aback.
"Don't ask, except for those old ghosts, who would lay such a heavy hand?" Bao Buping was quite used to it, he stretched out his hand to fix Chang Hao's bones, and used Ling Yuan to help him recover.
"Silk... lightly... it hurts." Chang Hao grimaced in pain, Long Chen had medicinal pills, but he couldn't use them.
The disciples of the Kaitian Zhanzong practiced the sacred scriptures, a kind of homologous injury, which was a catalyst for them. The elders beat them mainly for their growth.
Although this kind of growth makes people a little speechless, Long Chen has to admit that every disciple of Kaitian Zhanzong is more than a step higher than the so-called elites in the outside world.
The same is the fifth-rank Skywalker, the fifth-rank Skywalker of the Kaitian Dao Sect, can easily kill other sects of the same level powerhouse, this is the domineering of the Holy War Canon.
Whether it's an injury or pain, it's a good medicine to stimulate the body's functions. If Long Chen gave Chang Hao medicine to relieve pain, then the previous beating would be in vain.
It wasn't until an hour later that Chang Hao could barely sit up, and he was still scolding, and Long Chen knew that it was the fourth master who shot.
"Long Chen, your wine is really good." Chang Hao and Bao Buping were drinking wine and couldn't help sighing, Chang Hao seemed to have forgotten even the previous depression.
Most of the wine Long Chen gave them was the first time Long Chen and Xia Youluo went to the Wine God Palace to flick the wine, which was not very beneficial to their cultivation, so Long Chen could just take it out and drink it.
And those newly brewed medicinal wine, Long Chen, is to be used to arm the Dragon Blood Legion and cannot be used for waste.
But even so, this kind of fine wine is extremely rare. Where have Chang Hao and Bao Buping ever drank this kind of fine wine, people are going to float up.
"Long Chen, why don't you go back to the Xuantian Taoist sect and stay in the Kaitian Zhanzong. Our buddies are together every day, is it better than your intrigue outside?" Bao Buping said.
"That's right, if you stay here, the three of us are practicing hard, and we should be able to compete with those old ghosts soon. When that time comes, let's join forces to kill them." Chang Hao also said.
Long Chen was speechless for a while, this great wish may be difficult to achieve, but feeling the sincerity of the two people, Long Chen's heart is very warm.
At the same time, Long Chen felt extremely guilty in his heart, although the old man and the seven masters never mentioned the matter of the Heaven and Earth Lingchi.
But who is Long Chen? It was an existence that was about to become an elite. With Bao Buping and Chang Hao, who were rectal men who didn't have the slightest savvy, a few words would reveal the secret of the heaven and earth Lingchi.
That is to say, once the Heaven and Earth Spirit Pond dries up, the inheritance of the Kaitian Zongzong will end here.
And Long Chen knows that in order to baptize Long Chen, Kaitian Zhanzong has exhausted the last divine spring. This kind of favor is too great to be repaid.
Long Chen usually pretends not to know about this, because Long Chen knows that the old man and others prefer the empty head and the brain. any return.
Through the two of them, Long Chen learned that the Kaitian Zongzong only has one artifact of the sect of the sect—the Kaitian Blade. In fact, the Kaitian Blade was sealed in the top of the old man.
Today's Kaitian Zhanzong relies on the Kaitian Blade to suppress the luck, and the Kaitian Blade is the only reliance of the Kaitian Zhanzong.
But the Kaitian Blade cannot be used because it is connected to the Heaven and Earth Divine Pool.
Originally in ancient times, Kaitian Zongzong used the blade of Kaitian to absorb the power of all directions to activate the Heaven and Earth God Pool.
But later, in a catastrophe, the last three styles of the Kaitian Nine Styles of the Kaitian Zongzong were lost, and the powerhouses who could control the Kaitian Nine Styles fell in that catastrophe.
If you cannot control the Nine Forms of Kaitian, you cannot activate the ability of the Blade of Kaitian to extract the energy of heaven and earth and revive the spirit pool of heaven and earth.
If there is a major crisis, once the Kaitian Blade is used, the seal will collapse, and even if the Kaitian Jiu Shi is retrieved in the future, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Pool will not be activated.
Therefore, the current Kaitian Zongzong has indeed reached a point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, but neither the old man nor the other masters have taken this matter to heart. Zhanzong's life and death do not care.
This kind of character of the sky falling down and being a quilt is really admirable, but in Long Chen's heart, he is always unhappy. Long Chen is the kind of person who doesn't like to owe favors.
But now he is still too weak and unable to repay this favor, so he can only talk about it later.
"Come on, toast to today's victory." Bao Buping held up a wine bowl, and the three of them drank the bowl.
After a few bowls of wine, Chang Hao couldn't help sighing and said, "Long Chen, do you know what my favorite color is?"
"I don't know" Long Chen shook his head.
"My favorite color is red, because when my old man beats me, he will only stop when he sees blood and there is enough blood." Chang Hao couldn't help laughing bitterly. Although it was a bit exaggerated, Long Chen understood what Chang Hao meant. These masters of the Kaitian Zhanzong are indeed too ruthless, but they also have their own difficulties.
"Then do you know what my lucky color is?" Bao Buping took a sip of wine and said.
"What?"
"yellow"
"how to say?"
"Because the guy in our family won't stop unless he beats me up, hahaha!" Bao Buping laughed.
"What color do you like, Long Chen?" the two asked.
Long Chen smiled and said: "If according to what you said, then I like black, because the seven masters will not stop until they hit me in the dark and faint."
The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. The three of them were the ones who were beaten the hardest by several masters, and they all had the idea of sympathizing with each other.
"Made, it's so unfair. If it wasn't for their cultivation level being higher than ours, I could definitely defeat them in a battle of the same level." Bao Buping couldn't help but said bitterly.
Fortunately, there are only three people here. If the other masters hear the word "fair", they will be beaten again.
After drinking for a while, Long Chen had to admit that the old man was right, the children of the Kaitian Zhanzong were all beaten up.
Chang Hao was still half-dead just now. After a few bowls of wine, he began to live again. Several people shouted loudly, began to punch, and drank to the fullest.
Long Chen took out a lot of fine wine, and put ten jars in front of everyone, ready to get drunk and never return.
But Long Chen just took out these fine wines, and suddenly a figure broke in, waved his hand, and collected all their fine wines.
"Master Bao?" Long Chen was shocked.
It was none other than the one who came, and it was the leader of the seven masters, Master Bao. At this time, Master Bao was angry, slapped Bao Buping over with a slap, took off his leather boots, and slapped Bao Buping's ass. Suddenly pumped.
"You little bastard, you are getting more and more courageous, I told you to come over after your shift, and I have been waiting for you for three hours.
You leave Lao Tzu on the air and drink here by yourself, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. "Master Bao held his shoes, and threw at Bao Buping's buttocks for a while, and Bao Buping screamed in pain.
"Didn't I forget? You shameless old man, if you hit me, hit me. Why rob us of our wine and return it to us." Although Bao Buping is an eighth-rank Skywalker, he is in the hands of Master Bao. Inside, he was pinched like a chick, unable to even move.
But Bao Buping is also a tough guy. In the face of his own old man, if he can't beat him, he has to scold him a few words to vent his anger.
"Little calf, you dare to talk back. If you don't hit you with ten thousand peach blossoms today, you don't know why the flowers are so red." Master Bao slapped Bao harder and harder.
"Master Bao, this..." Long Chen couldn't get used to it. It was really shameless. He grabbed the child's wine and didn't let the child say it.
"Long Chen, what do you want to say? If you dare to intercede, I will beat you together, do you believe it?" Master Bao said angrily, holding the sole of his shoe, with an expression that if you are not satisfied, you will try. (To be continued)