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Song Qinghe's face turned blue for a while, and he was indeed furious. He was forced to retreat by Jian Mu, which made him unable to hold back.
In the distance, Wang Lan, who was sticking to the ancient spirit pagoda, couldn't help but frowned, snorted coldly, walked forward, and appeared in front of Jianmu and the others within a few steps.
"Mr. Wang." Song Qinghe called out.
Wang Lan nodded, then looked at Jian Mu, snorted coldly, and said: "Jian Mu, you are so majestic, who gave you the courage to mess around here, do you still have my mentor in your eyes? I want to punish you."
Jianmu gritted his teeth, knowing that Wang Lan did it on purpose.
Just now Song Qinghe blackmailed him, Wang Lan pretended not to see it, and indulged his disciples. Now seeing Song Qinghe deflated, he immediately took the attitude of a mentor to teach him.
"I believe that as long as there is nothing wrong with your eyes, you can see who was right and who was wrong just now." Jianmu said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Huh? Is that so? I only saw you bullying others with your status as an old disciple, and I believe everyone present thinks so." Wang Lan said, her fat face covered with powder and fat was majestic, Scan the people around you.
Everyone around was silent, after all, who would be so stupid as to offend a mentor? And it's still for such a person, it's not worth it.
There are even more gloating people, smiling and standing in place, hugging their shoulders to watch the excitement.
"What else do you have to say?" Wang Lan said coldly, pretending to be majestic: "Jianmu, now, as a mentor, I will warn you and accept punishment. I will go face the wall for a month."
"Mr. Wang." Song Qinghe was a little embarrassed.
It's not that he sympathizes with Jianmu, but that he needs the points in Jianmu's learning card, and he is punished to face the wall. Who can he ask for points?
Wang Lan raised his hand to stop him, still staring at Jianmu, said: "Jianmu, do you have any dissatisfaction?"
Jian Mu sneered, yawned boredly, and said, "Master, if you have something to say, just speak up, don't make so many routines, be more sincere and less hypocritical."
Wang Lan's fat face had an unnatural expression, and Song Qinghe also had a cold expression.
Wang Lan's fat face covered with powder and fat was full of coldness, and said: "Forget it, face the wall is useless to people like you who are useless in practice, but you just bullied others, and you still treat Song Qinghe Disrespectful words require a public apology and an apology."
As soon as this remark came out, the people around understood. Sure enough, Wang Lan wanted to help Song Qinghe extort Jianmu's points.
It's just that, at this moment, Wang Lan came forward and justifiably took the points from Jian Mu, instead of snatching them.
Just now it was obviously Song Qinghe who was provoking and blackmailing Jianmu, and Jianmu fought back in self-defense. At this moment, Wang Lan insisted that he was at fault first. I have to say that a mentor is a mentor, and there must always be a high-sounding reason.
Of course, no one would blame the mentor for Jianmu, isn't this stupid?
"Send an apology?" Jianmu smiled brightly: "Are you talking about points?"
"Hehehe, I'm afraid this is the only thing you can use in your hands." Song Qinghe said, looking at Jian Mu with satisfaction.
"Very good." Jian Mu nodded, put on a harmless expression to humans and animals, and said: "But Song Qinghe, you also know that everything in the sect depends on strength, and the score card is in my arms now, come here take."
"You what did you say!"
Song Qinghe's face was ashen. He really didn't expect Jian Mu to dare to make such a gesture to him, and said: "Are you humiliating yourself? Just because you want to fight me?"
"What you want is here. If you have the ability, come and get it yourself. If you can't get it, you can't blame anyone." Jian Mu said.
He has calculated that Song Qinghe's energy is at the fifth level, and his current strength combined with the strength of his body is not bad. In addition, his vitality has been transformed to be as sharp as a sword. World War I.
The most important thing is that Jianmu has been bullied for so many years, and now that he has gained strength, he must resist when it is time to resist, otherwise everyone will think he is easy to bully.
The people around were surprised and found it unbelievable that Jian Mu took the initiative to challenge Song Qinghe. He must have taken the wrong medicine. Although Song Qinghe is not considered a strong man in the outer courtyard, the fifth level of Qi is not something Jian Mu can deal with. of.
This is completely a self-inflicted humiliation. I have never heard of anyone coming to the door begging for a beating.
"Teacher Wang" Song Qinghe looked at Wang Lan.
"Hmph, let go and do it. No one will say that you are bullying the small. This is what he came to ask for." Wang Lan said with a sneer.
"Hey hey, my masterIt's cracked!
"What's going on!" Even Wang Lan was shocked, and her fat face smeared with powder and fat trembled violently.
But at this moment, Jian Mu had already killed him, and approached Song Qinghe's side, and struck down with a palm. It was also a powerful Vajra Fist, but it was transformed into a palm, and its power was still not weak.
Song Qinghe panicked, with the soft knife lying in front of him, trying to block Jian Mu's attack, the blade was stretched straight and filled with a lot of vitality.
"Crack!"
As a result, this soft knife was cut off from the middle by Jianmu's palm. Everyone finds it incredible.
This is an experiment for Jianmu. He wants to test whether his sharp sword-like vitality and physical strength can compete against ordinary soldiers.
And the result of this experiment not only satisfied Jian Mu, but even surprised him. The ordinary soldier was actually cut off by him.
The vitality is like a sword, combined with the power of the physical body, it has such a powerful attack power, which makes Jian Mu feel astonished.
"How could this be? What kind of powerful martial skill is this! Even if it is a martial skill, you trash can't show such power!" Song Qinghe panicked and couldn't accept it.
"With your ability, you still have the nerve to laugh at others as rubbish? The Vajra Punch!" Jian Mu let out a deep voice, squeezed a powerful Vajra Fist, and blasted forward.
The domineering momentum of Dali Vajra Fist is reflected, and at the same time, there is a sharp sword intent.
In a trance, Jian Mu seemed to have turned into a Vajra God of War, holding the Sword of Subduing Demons in his hand, beheading all evil spirits and crooked ways, and his fist was like a sword and a spear, breaking everything.
With a "poof", his fist was a sword, and Song Qinghe's left shoulder was pierced by a punch, blasting out a bloody hole, which was transparent from front to back.
He flew upside down in the air, screaming in pain, and the blood was floating in the air, which was particularly glaring.
Immediately afterwards, Jian Mu jumped up, leaped into the air at an incredible angle, caught up with Song Qinghe who was flying backwards, and stepped on his chest fiercely.
"boom!"
Song Qinghe fell to the ground, and was stepped on by Jian Mu's feet and smashed to the ground. The dust flew up, and the ground shook violently, smashing out a huge hole in the shape of a human. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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