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Chapter 87

Yang Tianming was shocked.

Even though he had already pushed it, it was still too late.

"Bang!"

The whisk hit Ding Qiuya's head heavily.

"Tianming is careful..."

After Ding Qiuya shouted, she felt a buzzing noise, her eyes turned dark and she fainted.

"Qiuya!"

Yang Tianming's eyes widened, and he hugged Ding Qiuya and placed her flat on the ground.

At this time, Taoist Wuchen's attack had arrived. Even though Yang Tianming let Ding Qiuya go, Taoist Wuchen did not stop attacking.

It was too late to get up to hide, so Yang Tianming quickly rolled on the ground and rolled to the side.

The whisk hit the ground and the floor almost cracked.

"I'll fight with you!"

Seeing that the beauty who came with Yang Tianming was knocked out, Yang Tianming was chased by the other party and beaten all over the ground. Wang Liang couldn't bear to see it, so he picked up a stool and smashed it at Taoist Master Wuchen.

"Don't come here!" Yang Tianming shouted.

But it's too late.

Although Wang Liang was timid, he also had feelings and righteousness. Seeing that the benefactor who saved Meimei was being bullied, he could not care about so much, so he rushed over with a stool.

"Hmph, looking for death!"

Taoist Master Wuchen snorted coldly, and turned the whisk in his hand slightly, and pulled it towards Wang Liang.

Wang Liang's skills are far worse than Yang Tianming. This whisk comes quickly and urgently, so he can't escape it.

I thought what would happen if the soft thing was hit by it, but when the whisk sucked into his chest, Wang Liang felt as if he was hit by a car.

"Ah... it's really... it's amazing..."

Wang Liang shook his body twice and fell to the ground.

Du Ming sneered: "Dare to fight with the Taoist priest, it's simply a matter of seeking death. Taoist priest, these guys deserve to die. You'll beat them hard, it doesn't matter if you beat them to death."

Taoist Master Wuchen took care of Wang Liang and then went to chase Yang Tianming.

Yang Tianming is now broken, Ding Qiuya is knocked out, Wang Liang is knocked down, one is the best friend and the other is the best classmate. Yang Tianming is already bullied in front of him.

"Master Wuchen, you can even attack women. You are so cruel!"

Yang Tianming clenched his fists and made a loud noise. At the same time, he rushed towards Taoist Master Wuchen. A yin energy condensed from his hands. Before he could get close, he pushed Taoist Master Wuchen with both hands.

Both of them are from Taoist sects, how could Taoist Wuchen not recognize the yin energy?

Seeing that Yang Tianming used the yin energy, Taoist Master Wuchen just smiled coldly and swept the dust. The yin energy that Yang Tianming produced was gone.

There are not many talismans on Yang Tianming's body, and the yin energy he exerted was almost pitiful and was acceptable to deal with ordinary people, but in the eyes of masters like Taoist Wuchen, it is indeed not enough to see it.

"Boy, you dare to fight with me for this skill. You are overestimating your ability!"

"This is a skill?"

Yang Tianming was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. Although the yin energy just now did not hurt Taoist Wuchen's slightest, he also took a step and walked around Taoist Wuchen's side.

When Taoist Wuchen whisk came, Yang Tianming took another big step and also stayed beside Taoist Wuchen.

This step was simply incredible to Master Wuchen’s opinion. This step was too far away. It didn’t seem like you wanted to hide, but it seemed like you made room...

Before Master Wuchen could think too much, Yang Tianming reached his hand to his waist, thrust his soul-killing whip in his hand.

At this time, it was just right away from Taoist Master Wuchen, and his whisk could not hurt Yang Tianming, and Yang Tianming's soul-killing whip was swinging and thrusting at Taoist Master Wuchen after turning around.

"not good!"

Taoist Master Wuchen shouted inwardly, never expecting that Yang Tianming would have such a method.

But by the time he appears, it's too late.

The black soul-killing whip "pop!" sounded a crisp sound on Taoist Wuchen's body.

Soul-killing whips are magic weapons that are more effective against ghosts and souls, but they are not much better than ordinary whips.

Under Yang Tianming's rapid blow, the soul-killing whip still slapped on Taoist Wuchen's face, leaving a clear blood mark on Taoist Wuchen's face.

"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

Taoist Master Wuchen was furious and touched the scorching blood mark on his cheek with one hand, and fire could already be emitted from his eyes.

Since he went down the mountain, the indulgence in the world has lost his eyes. With his strong cultivation and the pursuit of this royal family, Taoist Wuchen has reached the pinnacle of his life, and is unique for a while, and has become more accustomed to lawlessness. How could he think of someone dare to whip his face with a whip?

This was a great shame for him.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Taoist Master Wuchen really had a murderous intent.

As a result, when he was still angry, Yang Tianming showed no mercy at all and whipped out another whip.

However, this time, Master Wuchen was prepared for a long time, so he raised the whisk in his hand and stopped it at the soul-killing whip.

The two of them had magic weapons, and the whisk and the whip flew back and forth, dazzled together, and for a while, no one could tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

But Yang Tianming knew in his heart that it would be detrimental to them if he continued to fight like this.

Ding Qiuya and Wang Liang were both unconscious, and only Xu Meimei was still crying and at a loss.

When the thug on the other side of the royal family comes, even if he can still run away, Ding Qiuya, Wang Liang and the others can't run away.

Today, I didn’t bring more magical tools, and the other hand, the talismans were not fully brought. If I were carrying that thunder talisman... maybe the situation would be different!

Generally speaking, I am still too young, and I am not superior to these guys who have practiced for decades.

"Xu Meimei, stop crying, take Wang Liang away!"
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