Chapter 120 (2/2)
There was a roar of immortal tortoise in the Taoist field.
Bang!
Just at this time, the gate of the ashram suddenly fell apart like broken glass, and a slender figure came in slowly.
”Who dares to make trouble in Guiwu Taoist temple? Impatient with life? ”
The guard disciples of the Taoist hall gathered around at the first time and glared angrily.
The slender figure glanced lightly at the numerous disciples and said in a cold voice, ”I, Wu taidou, specially come to the door to kick the hall. Please give me your advice!”
Wu taidou is the real name and Wu Chi is the name.
”Bold maniac, find...”
”So you are a scum in the martial arts world - Wu Chi, hum, there is a way in heaven, you don't go, and there is no door in hell...”
”Today, our Guiwu Taoist temple will act on behalf of heaven and kill you...”
After Wu Chi announced his name, the disciples of Guiwu Taoist school were in a rage for a time. They accused Wu Chi with righteous indignation and wanted to act on behalf of heaven and arrest Wu Chi.
However, before they finished their righteous words, people flew out one by one with the remnants of Wu Chi, the voice of criticism stopped suddenly, and the scream followed.
”Ah!?”
”My hand, my hand... The ground hurts me.”
In an instant, there were a lot of Taoist disciples rolling and screaming on the ground.
”Let's go together and kill him!”
The rest of the disciples roared and rushed up with bare hands and bare fists.
Bang bang!
After a dull noise, there were few people who could stand in the dojo.
”You're left.”
Wu Chi looked at the immortal tortoise with an unchanged face.
Master GUI smiled lightly and said, ”I'm enough to kill you alone.”
Words fall, people rise, and master GUI's original calm momentum suddenly changes into a fierce like a knife. He bullies himself, and his clothes float with the wind and make a sound when hunting.
Bang bang!
Wu Chi's fight with immortal tortoise is like adding fuel to the fire. Wu Chi's palm is as powerful as a rainbow, and immortal tortoise's fist is as thick as a mountain. In the Taoist arena, there are screams and stuffy fights. In a flash, Wu Chi and immortal tortoise have fought for hundreds of rounds, which are close to each other.
Half a ring, Wu Chi's eyes coagulated, ”I've seen through you. You can die.” His attack became more fierce in an instant, and his palm technique suddenly turned into a fist. Every move was actually the qigong fist technique of the turtle sect just performed by the tortoise immortal. His fist suddenly popped out and hit the throat of the unexpected tortoise immortal. With a click, the tortoise immortal's pupils shrank and made an ER Er sound. His strong body was as soft as noodles, Wu Chi threw him on the ground like a dead dog, and then resolutely turned and left, leaving a lot of frightened Taoist disciples.
”Next, crane immortal, the owner of Hewu road venue.”
”Huh? How can I get to Hewu Taoist temple? ”
The dazed master lingered in the busy street again.