Thunder Martial

The door opened, the purple stood at the door, the outside was a stench, farther away, many smelling external disciples, covered their noses, pointing points in the distance, and there was much discussion.

Revenge, apparently this is Wang Meng's masterpiece.

It's just purple never thought that it would be so despicable, so disgusting.

Dung.

This is a means of reprisal that Purple has only heard of before and has never seen before.

Outer disciples, no fighting, but there are contradictions, and many people have come up with a lot of exasperating methods, one of which is to spill dung.

“... to offend a man, a man he could not provoke...” between the secrets, Purple could hear one or two voices of discourse, occasionally in the midst of misfortune and joy.

Wang Meng and Ziqing contradicted each other, naturally someone knows.

In the distance, in the outer door, Hehe's famous Wang Mao, but today he looks very straightforward, beside him, his toes high Fu Jie and Pool ringing, today more like a haphazard dog, licking his face behind Wang Mao, just a pair of eyes, from time to time looking forward, eyes full of fanaticism and worship.

Next to Wang Maung, is a white-clothed youth.

In Lingwu Sect, green clothes represent outer disciples, while white clothes represent inner disciples, red clothes represent tall elders.

This young man in white is clearly an inner disciple and not an ordinary inner disciple.

He is Wang Xiong, the peak of the eighth level of authenticity.

In the inner door, the fame is high, and in the outer door, it is more like a heavenly king old man. Wang Mao's reason for hanging out in the outer door is entirely Wang Xiong's reason.

When Wang Feng said that Zixuan had come back, Wang Xiong was in a hurry.

Things seemed unexpected. Zhao Chang and others who should have come back a few months ago, but no trace. A few months later, Zixuan came back.

Zi Qian is fine, Zhao Chan is fine, Wang Xiong doesn't care, he cares about the snow ginseng.

A 500-year snow ginseng is too important for Wang Xiong, because he has been staying on the eighth floor of the real Qi for a long time. As long as he reaches the ninth floor of the real Qi, he hopes to pass the assessment and enter the core of the spiritual martial arts sect and become a core disciple.

It was then that he was truly superior to the spiritual martial arts. There is a provision in the Spiritual Martial Arts that every core disciple will receive a congenital Dan free of charge.

A congenital dan that allows a true culminating monk to have 80% chance of breaking into the congenital realm.

Apart from this, the core disciple can enjoy more resources of Lingwuzong, instead of like the inner gate, he needs to contribute points in order to redeem them. The core disciple does not need any donation to get rewards. Such treatment can be dozens of times better than that of the inner disciple.

“Zijuan refuses to hand over Snow Ginseng?” Wang Xiong frowned and he already knew that Wang had bargained with Zijuan.

“Brother, it's not that he refuses, this kid is just pretending to be stupid.” When it comes to purple, Wang Mao looks very angry.

“Oh, play dumb? ”

“Yes, brother, I asked him where the snow cucumber was, and he actually said what the snow cucumber was, not pretending to be stupid.” Wang Mao Dao.

“So you didn't say anything about replacing the snow ginseng with real Qi Dan? ”

“I didn't rush to say, he told me, I don't know what snow cucumber is, I don't even admit it, how can I say it?” Wang Fenggan said.

“Oh, so tough?” A cold light flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.

“Very tough, I really don't know where this kid got the guts.” Wang abhorred, “and Zhao Chan's trash. It really wasn't enough to accomplish anything but fail. All the purples came back, and they still haven't come back. ”

“How strong is Zijuan?” Wang Xiong asked again.

“The strength is unknown, but it should not exceed five layers of true qi.” After thinking for a moment, Wang Maedao.

“Have you seen him do it? ”

Wang Zheng shook his head. "No, but yesterday, after seeing Fu Jie and Ji Ming's strength, his face suddenly changed. Apparently, he was surprised, so he could see that he had not broken through. ”

Wang Xiong nodded satisfactorily, as long as the purple tree did not break through, then the snow ginseng, obviously has not been refined yet. Besides, Wang Xiong does not believe that the other party has the ability to refine and chemical snow ginseng.

“No breakthrough is so tough, doesn't he know who you are?” Wang Xiong's voice became very apathetic, outside the door who dared not give him face.

“Of course he knows, he just doesn't give face.” Wang Mao: “But I'm sure he won't lose face now. ”

“You taught him a lesson? ”

“No, just disgusting him. ”

Immediately after Wang Zheng's words fell, Wang Xiong smelled the air, a strong smell of shit, his subconscious frowned and covered his nose.

“Hehe hehe. ”

But immediately afterwards, there were three laughs, obviously Wang Mao and others.

“Not bad, this Lin Min Officer is very good. ”

Wang Meng is very satisfied with the taste in the air.

Afterwards, they saw the crowd in front of them. With a slight cough, they turned their heads and saw Wang and Wang Xiong. Their faces changed and they turned aside. In the blink of an eye, a path leading directly to the front appeared.

Unfortunately, this avenue does not lead to any happy place, but to a house full of shit, and in front of the house stands a young man in green clothes.

“Haha! ”

Purple stood in the room, and outside, it was all solid and liquid stuff. Lin Min's wooden barrel was still thrown aside. What was inside had long tilted out. Wang Zheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. The two people immediately behind him also laughed haha and seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.

The laughter of the three people, like a fuse, spread, followed by a loud burst of laughter.

All laughing, only purple person, calmly standing in the room, calmly staring at Wang Mao, only in the eyes, with a slight invisible anger burning.

Wang Xiong's appearance caused a scene, and the discussion sounded again around.

“Are you Zijuan? ”

far apart, Wang Xiong asked faintly.

“Who are you?” Zixuan asked coldly, naturally he knew Wang Xiong, had seen him far before, and now he was just asking intentionally.

“Huh, so ignorant, I don't even know Brother Wang Xiong, why don't you come here?” Fu Jie, who had not spoken all the way, finally had a chance to speak at this moment.

“Brother Wang Xiong?” Purple seemed very calm, sarcastic: “Brother Wang Xiong did not stay in the inner door, why come to my stinking place, should I see your brother's masterpiece? ”

Apparently, Wang Mao asked someone to do this.

“Is that how you talk to me?” Wang Xiong's face grew gloomy. Zixuan was the first external disciple to disrespect him. If it wasn't for the snow ginseng, Zixuan must be unlucky.

The surrounding audience, looking at the purple eyes, also had the colour of mercy.

“My room is all like this, I don't know Brother Wang Xiong, what attitude do I need to speak with?” Purple clamped the anger and responded faintly.

I threw my place into the dung, and now I'm talking about my attitude, and Purple is naturally angry.

“Okay, good.” Wang Xiong's eyes squinted, a cold light flashed, and a gloomy voice rang out: “Hand over 500 years of snow ginseng, today's disrespect to me can be undone, otherwise..."

Wang Xiong didn't say the rest of the words, and needless to say, Otherwise, Zijuan will die. An inner disciple kills an outer disciple, like a chicken, not to mention Wang Xiong.

“There are rules on spiritual martial arts, no fighting in sects, do you want to violate them?” Purple and faint.

“Humph.” Wang Xiong shouted coldly. Looking at Ziqian was like looking at an idiot, sarcastically: “Do you think killing you would spook sectarian rules? What are you, I kill you all your creation, all your blessings, sect will punish me for a garbage outside disciple? ”

Purple fists clenched, furious, but not refuted. Wang Xiong said the truth, the outer disciple and inner disciple were simply incomparable.

“Give you one last chance to hand over 500 years of snow cucumbers and apologize on your knees, or today will be your day.” Morgan's words fell, a slaughter sprang from the front, and the atmosphere suddenly condensed.

“It's over, purple is over. ”

“If you offend Brother Wang Xiong, you will surely die. ”

A lot of people whisper.

“Brother wants to kill in broad daylight?” Asked Purple.

Now he has not had the strength to fight Wang Xiong. Once the two sides have fought, whether he can run is a problem, but he has no snow cucumbers, so this battle, inevitably, as you can see, Purple is already thinking about the escape route after the battle.

“In broad daylight, haha.” Wang Xiong laughed and turned to look around. “Did you see I was going to kill someone? ”

Wang Xiong's words stunned the audience, but immediately afterwards they all said in unison: “No. ”

“I only saw Purple speak badly, badly hurt my brother, and my brother was furious, so I had to do it. ”

“Not bad, brother had to. ”

“Brother, all of this is to clean up the portal and restore peace to the spiritual martial arts. ”

And some smart, to please Wang Xiong, turned his head and said out loudly.

“Very good." Wang Xiong was very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd. His eyes swept toward the purple again, and his eyes were already killing him.

“Give you one last chance to hand over Snow Ginseng and spare you your life. ”

“Snow ginseng has been eaten by me.” To be honest, no one believes the truth.

“Purple, don't be stubborn. ”

“That is, being able to honor Brother Wang Xiong is your creation. ”

“Don't ignore the current affairs, you are forcing Brother Wang Xiong to do it. ”

Before Wang Xiong opened his mouth, some of the visitors around him were cold to drink. As the voice dropped, they looked at Wang Xiong angrily and looked at him with pleasure.

From a general perspective, with so many bystanders to testify, the atmosphere appeared to be even more repressive, as if Wang Xiong could strike at any time.

If Zixuan were killed today, he would die in vain and be charged with injustice, and Wang Xiong would be better able to earn a beautiful name for punishing and eliminating evil.

Just as the atmosphere reached a point of tension and purple thought about how to get out of trouble today, a gentle and angry voice suddenly sounded.

“What, now that the outer door is like this, so many people are lying with their eyes open, are they all blind? ”

The voices fell and a white clientele appeared in the eyes of the crowd.