Chapter 671: Nie Mingyuan Escapes, Tang Linglong Is in Trouble

"Well, it's the Prison Demon God Body! I didn't expect there is such a strong physique on Earth!"

Jiang Tian's face was solemn. Without saying a word, he rushed out of the air and killed the demonic energy.

"Old Jiang, be careful. Let's go together. This is the first time I have seen such a strong demonic energy!"

Behind him, Zhang Qianlei also chased after him.

"The Prison Demon Lord, he is chasing us, so fast! Run, run!"

At this time, Nie Mingyuan used his body skills to the extreme and had escaped more than ten kilometers away in an instant.

But suddenly, the soul of the Taoist master screamed in fear in Nie Mingyuan's mind.

"Shut up!"

Nie Mingyuan turned into a black mist, hiding and running among the mountains and rocks.

Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei were not polite. One used the Gengjin Qi soldiers to slash wildly, and the other used thunder and lightning to bomb.

Nie Mingyuan glanced at the figures of Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei in the sky, and he couldn't help but gnashed his teeth in anger, with resentment in his eyes.

This kid, his cultivation is so strong now.

He could sense my presence even though he was ten kilometers away, and he chased me like a maggot.

And the guy who could control thunder was also very difficult to deal with. He almost vomited blood twice.

"Demon, stop!"

With Jiang Tian's shout, the little black flying sword broke through the air and slashed towards the black fog like thunder and lightning.

Whoosh!

The black fog was pierced by the little black flying sword and quickly dispersed.

But in just one breath, it rolled and rolled several kilometers away and suddenly condensed.

Whoosh!

The little black flying sword flew back to Jiang Tian's hand. Jiang Tian swept his spiritual consciousness over the black fog and frowned:

"It turned out to be the great perfection of the prison demon body, reaching the state where the flesh body is gasified and indestructible, and the body moves at will!"

When Jiang Tian was about to chase him again, his cell phone suddenly rang.

It was Old Tang who called: "Master Jiang, it's bad. Linglong is in trouble. She killed more than a dozen people. Wudang wants to take action against her!"

"What?"

Jiang Tian's face changed slightly.

He could only give up chasing Nie Mingyuan, and flew towards the Wudang Dojo without saying a word.

"What's wrong, Old Jiang? Keep chasing!"

Zhang Qianlei followed Jiang Tian and shouted.

"We have to go back quickly!"

Wait for Jiang Tian to finish the reason.

Zhang Qianlei laughed and said: "Oh my god, there is a master like a disciple, Old Jiang, your disciple is exactly like you!"

"But killing a few Wudang disciples is nothing, just kill them! Chen Anping also wants to show his teeth?"

...

But Tang Linglong was meditating and practicing in her own hall, preparing for the upcoming sect competition.

Suddenly, the whole Wudang Dojo was heard in chaos, with running, shouting, screaming, and people talking.

"This witch should be in the hall!"

"She didn't run away!"

"Yes, she killed so many people, how dare she stay here?"

There was a flurry of footsteps and noise outside the door, it seemed that there were many people.

"What's going on?"

Tang Linglong frowned, stopped practicing, opened the door and looked, she was shocked, her face changed wildly.

Dozens of Wudang elders, hall masters, elite disciples and many martial arts masters who came to watch the ceremony filled the yard.

Everyone drew out their long swords and knives, their eyes were alert and full of hatred. When they saw him coming out, they took a few steps back like the tide receding.

Seeing this, Tang Linglong secretly said that it was not good.

Could it be that her identity was exposed, and the Wudang people wanted to clear the door and kill her?

"What are you doing here with swords and knives? You are looking for death! I am the master's direct disciple!"

But Tang Linglong had experienced many big scenes after all, so she immediately forced herself to calm down, raised her eyebrows, and shouted loudly.

As soon as this was said.

The other elite disciples did not dare to speak.

But a Wudang elder stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"Tang Linglong, you disguised your identity and came to Wudang to steal the master's skills. This is an unforgivable crime. Now, according to the order of the head of the sect, you have been expelled from Wudang. Surrender immediately and accept the punishment according to the sect rules!"

This person is Wudang's law enforcement elder Du Feixiang, who has the cultivation level of half-step god realm and has a high status in the sect.

When the disciples heard this, they immediately cheered up.

It turned out that she was stealing the master's skills. Now it's good, she will definitely be severely punished by the sect.

If Tang Linglong is punished, their chances of winning the sect competition will also increase a few points.

"How dare you! You dare to steal the skills from Wudang. What's the difference between you and a thief? Don't you think your life is too long?"

"Why are you still standing there? Kneel down and surrender immediately. If the master shows mercy, he may spare your life!"

"If you dare to hesitate for another second, I will cut you into pieces and chop you into meat paste!"

Several elite disciples led by Shi Jiani immediately drew their swords, stepped forward a few steps, and shouted and threatened in a stern voice.

Tang Linglong knew that the lid had been lifted, so she simply insisted to the end, raised her chin proudly, and snorted:

"Master Chen also knew that I, Tang Linglong, brought my skills to the mountain, and I never concealed it. What crime have I committed!"

She was also very alert and prepared. She set up a shortcut on her mobile phone so that she could dial her grandfather's phone with one click.

At this time, she put her right hand into her pocket and quickly pressed a few buttons. When she felt that the call should be connected, she shouted loudly:

"Stealing skills? The martial arts of the Wudang sect are extremely superficial, is it worth it for me to steal?"

"I'm telling you, my master is Jiang Taichu, I dare you to touch me!"

"What? His master is... Jiang Taichu?!"

Shi Jiani and other disciples were shocked when they heard this and stepped back subconsciously.

The Banyin Sect has a deep foundation, and all its disciples are arrogant and look down on secular warriors.

But Jiang Taichu is completely different.

He is the strongest man who has risen in the secular world and has a great reputation.

It is rumored that he has surpassed the realm of gods and has reached the level of a half-step immortal. Even the head of the sect, Chen Anping, is only comparable to him.

Moreover, it is rumored that this person is extremely cruel and murderous, and he kills people at will.

He killed people all the way, and wherever he passed, heads rolled and blood flowed like a river. Who dares to provoke this killing god?

"Jiang Taichu's disciple, then you deserve to die even more!"

The law enforcement elder Du Feixiang, with a ferocious face, gnashed his teeth and said:

"The Jinling Nie family supported by Wudang was wiped out by him, Yanjing Chen Xuejiao and Chen Qingshan were killed, and the Yanjing Chen family fell into the hands of Jiang Taichu. Wudang and Jiang Taichu, this devil, are irreconcilable!"

"Du Feixiang, the Jinling Nie family and the Yanjing Chen family are ignorant of the sky and the earth, and want to harm my master, they deserve to die!"

Tang Linglong sneered disdainfully.

"But when did my Vajra Temple provoke you? You, a witch, actually killed my junior brother?"

Before Du Feixiang could speak, a big monk holding a Zen stick was furious and strode forward.

"The abbot of the Vajra Temple, Master Wuchen!"

"It is said that he has reached the half-step divine realm!"

"His junior brother is Master Wugui, right? Was he also killed by this witch?"

Seeing this, the people around him were afraid and retreated, consciously making way.

Master Wuchen was unusually tall, but his face was fierce, like a furious Vajra and the Eight Heavenly Dragons.

This person was of great origin. He was originally a Buddhist disciple of the Zen Fayun Temple, but he was discovered by his master for stealing Buddha's bones and relics, killed the abbot, and fled to the Potala Palace to join the Tantric Buddhism.

In the Potala Palace, he secretly learned the Tantric Happy Zen, was discovered by Master Jialan of the Potala Palace, and injured Master Jialan and escaped.

He established his own sect in the uninhabited area of ​​Tibet, established the Vajra Temple, and proclaimed himself the abbot.

Wuchen was called a Buddhist, but in fact he and several of his disciples had been practicing robbery.

It should be noted that the Tibetan area is also a treasure land. There are still many famous mountains that have not been opened, and the spiritual energy is rich. Many wanderers practice asceticism or build huts to practice here.

Since then, Wuchen did not rob anything else, but robbed these wanderers and lamas of their instruments, Taoist books, and secret methods of practice, and he made a lot of gains.

Wu Chen first practiced Zen Buddhism, and then entered Tantric Buddhism. In recent years, he killed people and robbed treasures, and also obtained many inherited secret methods, and his cultivation became more and more profound.

In the Tibetan area, except for the towering Kunlun Mountains, Master Wu Chen can be said to be invincible. Everyone who hears his name will shudder.

"Master, you are slandering me!"

Tang Linglong raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "I have been practicing in the temple today and have never gone out. When did I kill your junior brother?"

"Humph, this witch killed people cruelly and ruthlessly, but now she dare not admit it!"

"We saw it clearly, it was you who killed Uncle Wu Gou! Witch, you still don't admit your guilt!"

"This girl is pretty. When we catch her later, we can practice Happy Zen together. Isn't it beautiful?"

Some of the monks shouted loudly, and some laughed obscenely, and they were already tempted.

Tang Linglong was born very beautiful, with a jade-like complexion, a slim figure, and a curvy figure.

As a disciple of Jiang Taichu and a direct disciple of the head of Wudang Sect, she has a noble and extraordinary aura.

Let alone sleeping with her, even if he could capture her and take advantage of the chaos to get a few hits, he would be willing to lose two years of life.

Having followed Jiang Tian for a long time, Tang Linglong's personality is as arrogant as his. When she was still weak in cultivation, she did not bow her head in front of the old master Qiao Bin, not to mention that she is now comparable to the half-step god realm?

"Thief bald, you are looking for death!"

Hearing this, Tang Linglong's beautiful eyes spit fire, staring at the monk with a wretched and evil smile, and her body moved, passing through the crowd like a butterfly through flowers.

A flash of cold light, the long sword has been thrust out.

The wretched monk originally had a great cultivation of the realm of transformation, and he was also a big shot in the Tibetan area.

"Witch, you dare to hurt me?"

In a violent shout of shock and anger.

This monk used many tricks, crushing the Buddhist beads with one hand, and pinching the secret finger seal of the Buddhist sect with both hands.

Suddenly, lines of golden scriptures that protected the body spread out.