Conquer the World

(Thanks to Chen Xiaoru !!! Thanks to Hong Chen !!!)

Chapter One hundred and sixty-eight

The stage is the battlefield of Mr. Storyteller. In order to please the audience, he needs to do his utmost to exert his abilities here.But at this time, the stage became a battlefield for Fang Jie.

Sweeping Taoist Mushan did not lie. He was a person who was neglected for too long in Wudangshan Sanqingguan.His world is not big, only Zhang Zhenren's yard.It is his responsibility to make this small yard look clean, and it is his mission to make the coarse tea and light rice taste sweet.

But at this time, the mission imposed on him became much heavier.

Fang Xie summoned all the rivers and lakes, and he did not hesitate to drop his identity and fight against Mushan, not for the Taoists of Lawudang Mountain.So at this time Mushan's mission is no longer to play the biggest role of pots and pans, to play the biggest role of each ingredient, but to carry the Sanqing concept.

So when Mushan was on the stage, his steps were very slow, and his shoulders slumped forward slightly.

Such as carrying heavy objects.

The common people often mention a sentence, how to observe whether a person has practiced martial arts, depends on his shoulders, the shoulders of people who practice martial arts all year round will be slightly inclined forward, called the collapsed shoulder.There is nothing special about this posture, and there is no reason in it that only the warrior himself understands.

But this is an ordinary warrior, not a practitioner.

Mu Shan had never known whether he was a practitioner, because he never seriously practiced, and no one pointed him. He just lived with Zhang Zhenren for more than thirty years.

Isn't this a chance?

"The real person made me work very hard, but you are still the prince, so I don't know how to fight."

Mu, honestly.

Mu Shan's words laughed at everyone present, and the more Xiaozongmen's people laughed harder.

"How are you used to playing?"

Fang asked.

After thinking about it, Mu Shan shook his head: "I have never played, so I am not used to it. But I am a little angry now, so my shot may be a little heavy."

"why are you mad?"

Fang Jie asked again.

Mu Shan glanced around at those smiling onlookers: "They are mocking me."

Fang Jie nodded: "Then you can make them dare not ridicule you, and then fight me."

Mu Shan was silent for a while: "I still want to fight you first, the real person didn't let me fight them."

He finished the sentence, and then took a step forward, sinking his shoulders, pushing his palms forward.This move seems to be slow, even a three-year-old 70-year-old man can also hide.But this is just looking, when his hands pushed forward, Fang Jie's face changed involuntarily.

A layer of Jinrui's power and earth's power are mixed together to form a very strong defense before the dissolution.Mu Shan seemed to have his usual slow palm, but it turned up a storm.But the turbulence was a little weird, with calm palms and no applause, as if nothing had happened.

The two people are about three meters apart, and nothing really happened within these three meters.

The palm wind suddenly appeared before Fang disintegrated, hitting hard on that layer of defense.What surprised Fang Jie the most was that the applause was not a heavy blow, but was circling and cutting!It's as if there are countless small sharp knives hidden in the palm wind, sweeping regularly, layer by layer cutting the defense of solution.

Fang Jie's eyes disappeared with a flash of red light, but under this flash, Fang Jie could see the article in that palm.

This is a very strange inner strength. This kind of inner strength seems to be on the surface. In fact, there are countless small inner strengths hidden in it, just like the binding of countless pieces of weeping willow, When we waved, not all of the wicker came over at once. When the first wicker came over, the later wicker hadn't finished changing from back to front.

Fang Jie flashed his eyes and saw a beautiful scene.

Described as the inner strength of Twilight Mountain, it looks like a peacock opening the screen.

But Fang Jie knew that it was not a peacock, it was just a ... broom.

What a strange person, what a strange way of attacking.

Even more strange is that after Fang Xie blocked this inner energy, the inner energy turned into a big stone river and rushed directly behind Fang Jie.Then a huge broom was formed in mid-air and swept across the stands.

Just one moment, everyone from the first to the third floor across the stands was patted on the broom.No matter who it is, they can't avoid it.What does it feel like to be beaten by a broom? Not everyone knows, who would shoot someone with a broom?But the person who has been photographed can feel the same. It is not only a dense and painful itch, but also a suffocation.

After a while, all the people's clothes on the first to third layers were torn, and then a small red trace appeared on his face.

The reason why it is even stranger is that these people were shot on the broom, but the things around them did not move at all, including the teacups and teapots and even the towels.If this is a kind of cleaning, there is no doubt that this is the most accurate cleaning.

"what?"

Seeing that Fang Jie did not move, and his offensive seemed to have no effect on the other party's solution, Mushan was obviously surprised.

"Why are you okay?"

Compared with the ragged people on the opposite stand, the solution that bears the brunt has not changed.Mushan hit the faces of all the people on the opposite stand with just one click.He said before that he was a little angry because those people mocked him.A self-respecting person can't stand the sarcasm of others.

But soon, his attention shifted from those people to Fang Jie.

Fang Xie couldn't move, he felt a little disgusted.

It was as if he was not a person in front of him, but a stone he could not sweep when he was sweeping the yard.The broom swept over and the stone was still there.Therefore, he can only continue to scan, comparing with the force.

...

...

Can't move

Still can't move.

At this moment, the onlookers knew how high this inconspicuous Taoist cultivation is.It was at this moment that people knew how high Wu Wang's solution was.Mushan kept sweeping, where did he divide things from north to south, where did Jindao pass, most of the people who ridiculed him before were swept, and suddenly became ragged.Not many people can block the strange behavior of Mushan.And what can be blocked is clinging to your teeth and insisting, where is the light and breezy like Fang Jie?

Since it can't be swept, change a shovel.

Mu Shan's hands were clenched, just like a shovel in his hand, and a shovel towards Fang Jie's feet.This is a habit, shoveling things ran below.

A shovel coming from a shovel is different from a weapon?

Fang Jie's feet hid and the stage made a dull moan.

Under the strength of the foot, spread down the stage, with a clatter, all the lanterns hanging at the bottom layer were dropped. That's where the cooks cook. The rising flames were all crushed down. Who has seen the flames burn down?

After this foot, Mu Shan frowned.

His shovel was trampled by Fang Jie.

He pumped back a few times, hardly moving.

He came to realize that Fang Jie was not a stone that his broom could not move, but a mountain that could not be shoveled.The shovel was stepped on by Fang Jie and could not be pulled back. He naturally discarded it and no longer grabbed it. Instead, he chopped back and forth with a palm knife on his chest like who was hitting the back.

Fang Xie couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It turns out that the world is really omnipotent in practice.

Mushan is chopping vegetables, to be more precise.

The two knives alternate in turn, very fast.

Over the top of Fang Jie's head, one knife fell one knife at a time, one knife was faster than the other.The most amazing thing is that the strength of each knife is exactly the same. The first knife has multiple weights, and the subsequent knives have multiple weights.Zhang Yiyang, who was sitting in the private room tasting tea, couldn't help but sniffed his nose after seeing this scene, as if looking for the flavor of the filling.

It really smells.

Fang Jie also sniffed hard.

"Pork stuffed with cabbage ..."

He whispered, then shook his head: "It's not pork, or cabbage, nor a chopping board."

He stretched out his hands violently, grabbed something in the void and dragged it back, and with a bang, it seemed that he had really pulled the two invisible guesses from Mushan's hand, and Mushan's hand There were bloodstains.Fang Jie dragged, and the two kitchen knives flew backwards.

boom!

The three-story building behind Fang Jie was cut through two openings, from the first to the third floor.Fang Jie adjusted the intensity when throwing these two kitchen knives. The kitchen knives were cut out from the partition walls of the two rooms. The dust and broken wood flew up with a bang, and the Yanzi Building was cut open. The foot is half a meter wide.

The bitter thing is that the person sitting in the middle part, after losing his support, will shake and watch as he falls down, and it won't last long.The frightened rivers and lakes started jumping down, and all the dumplings fled like dumplings.

The broom is gone, the kitchen knife is gone.

Mushan apparently froze for a moment, and then he murmured: "It really takes a lot of effort."

He began to move and walked around Fang Jie.His speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to see clearly. There was only a gray shadow left. It seemed like countless people were running around Fang Xing, and the afterimage was connected with the afterimage, which could not be seen as the real body.The gray-faced gangsters on the stands still have their minds to ridicule Mushan at this time, and they were all frightened by the two people on the stage.

"That humble Taoist, actually cultivated so high, Wudang Mountain is really a land of hidden dragons and lying tigers!"

One of them sipped the dust in his mouth.

"Don't you think that King Wu is obviously higher? Up to now, King Wu hasn't returned yet, but is just defending. You look back at those two big mouths. If this knife falls on you, can you stop it? But King Wu. It's unusual to snatch the knife away from the understatement! "

"That's it!"

A person next to him said: "I have long heard that Wu Wang's cultivation is amazing, and now I can finally see it."

There was a lot of underground discussion, but Fang Jie couldn't help but want to laugh this time.The corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, as if tolerant.The reason why I want to laugh is because the sentence that Mu Shan said before really needs to work very hard, and he is running around Fang Jie at this time, he is working very hard ... others can't understand, Fang Jie Guess it, Mushan is ... grinding.

Sure enough, you have to work very hard.

Every afterimage is actually true, the offensive from all directions towards Fang Jie's attack is endless like the Yangtze River.Not only that, it seems that a huge grinding disc really appeared on the top of Fang Jie's head. It turned with Mushan's push, and the speed was getting faster and more and pressing down.He actually regarded Fang Jie as a bean and wanted to grind Fang Jie into powder.

After a moment of contemplation, Fang Jie suddenly lifted his foot and kicked in the opposite direction.

Mushan is running clockwise, while Fang Jie kicks in the counterclockwise direction.

Click!

The grinding disc stopped abruptly!

Immediately after the grinding disc was shocked by the force of the emergency stop, it was Mushan who had blood on the corner of the mouth.Fang Xie stopped his grinding disc in a most direct way. The grinding disc couldn't stand it, nor could he.

"Lost"

Zhang Zhenren, who was sitting in the private room, picked a corner of his mouth: "Xiu Wei entered the territory so fast, but it was really surprising. In the Southwest, you can't cultivate as much as you do now. Such a speed, maybe it will not take long to touch Encountered that barrier. This world is really unfair. It ’s not who is the strongest who insists or who is the most successful. It still depends on talent ... "

He got up and left.

"Liu Sanduo"

"Master, what do you call me?"

"You will stay in the Black Flag Army in the future. Your Master and the sixteen disciples under your door will also stay. Your Master does not like liveliness and you have anything to do with the Black Flag Army. He just takes this The disciples do things. In addition, the matter of Dao Zun Wudang Mountain does not dispute, does not choose, abstains. "

After saying this sentence, Zhang Zhenren has disappeared into the night.