Martial Arts Arena, in front of the Dharma Altar.

Feng Tianyang raised the two swords above his head, the bells on the swords jingled, and he danced a strange Nuo dance like a wizard offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods.

No one said anything among the spectators, watching this scene quietly, as if they were watching a shocking Noh performance under the curtain.

"Dingling bell..."

The master's sword resounded, and rays of light appeared in the sky above the martial arts arena. In the rays of light, rampant soldiers with ape-like arms, tiger backs, and bear-like waists appeared.

These arrogant generals all wear red tassel helmets, green brocade robes, and bright armor, holding steel forks, flying crowns and belts, and shining armor, just like the heavenly soldiers and generals in myths and legends entering the mortal world.
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However, if you look closely, you will find that these guardian soldiers and horses, who look like gods descending from the earth, are covered in bright light armor, but they have green faces and fangs.

Although most of the guardian gods enshrined in the Taoist dharma lineage are also vicious gods, they are full of righteousness and are not like these rampant soldiers who are full of evil spirits.

“It’s so fucking bluffing!”

Zhang Zhiwei felt something interesting for the first time. He looked at these rampant soldiers and twisted his neck. In his eyes, blazing lightning turned into ferocious apes.

He stretched out his hand with rolled up sleeves: "Come, let me see the level of the heavenly soldiers!"

In front of the altar, Feng Tianyang raised his sword to Zhang Zhiwei.

The next moment, the green-faced and fanged general in front of him raised his arms and shouted.

There were drums and horns contending between heaven and earth, green light surged, and countless rampant soldiers, holding steel forks high and roaring, rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei one after another.

Compared with the huge number of rampaging soldiers, Zhang Zhiwei was like a dead leaf under the rolling tide, being submerged in an instant.

But in the next moment, golden light spread out, and Zhang Zhiwei soared into the sky. The powerful Qi cultivated by the Golden Light Mantra and the Five Thunder Methods surged through his body.

The bright and cold weapons in the hands of the five rampant soldiers and horses are like a forest of knives with no end in sight. Zhang Zhiwei is covered in golden light, just like the monkey making trouble in the heavenly palace and sweeping away the heavenly soldiers and generals, wandering in and out of the rampant soldiers and generals.

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He put one hand behind his back, rolled up his sleeve with the other hand, smashed the head of a arrogant soldier with a slap from his forehand, and sent another arrogant soldier flying away with a slap from his backhand.

The wild general who was shot away quickly began to twist and deform, and his figure also expanded rapidly. His white robe burst and his armor pieces flew away, revealing his true appearance, which turned out to be a large snake about ten meters long.

This big snake flew in the air and rolled towards Zhang Zhiwei, roaring: "Eat you!"

"The true nature of the rampant general is a willow fairy? Eat me? Overestimate your own capabilities!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand, and golden light erupted from his palm, turning into a big hand and grabbing the head of the attacking snake-shaped general.

The big snake ate the pain and roared to the sky.

Zhang Zhiwei's body is filled with energy like a spring, and the power as hot as magma is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

"Come die!"

Zhang Zhiwei grabbed the giant snake, which was more than ten meters high, and swung it like a whip, smashing into the surrounding soldiers.

This exaggerated scene simply exceeded the imagination of those around me.

Do you want to be so cruel!

"As expected of Senior Brother Zhang, even when faced with such a scene, he is not embarrassed at all. If he says to use one hand, use one hand. If I face so many ghosts, I'm afraid I will run away on the spot!"
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Lu Ci, who has become Zhang Zhiwei's fanboy, sighed.

Lu Jin was also dumbfounded and said: "In such a situation, I will definitely run. If I don't run, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for three to five seconds. However, Senior Brother Zhang can come and go freely as if he is almost invisible, fighting in and out. With this kind of cultivation, only

I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch up with many seniors!”

"We've definitely caught up. I guarantee it. Pay attention to the faces of the seniors around you. I feel like many people can't beat Senior Brother Zhang!" Lu Ci said in a low voice.

"Really?"

As Lu Jin said this, he quietly glanced at his father, Lu Xuan, and found that his face looked very ugly.

Lu Jin: "…………"

Most of the people watching the game lamented Zhang Zhiwei's strength.

Guan Shihua, the only genius from the Maxian lineage, was so frightened by Fengtian that she grinned.

"It can't be fought, it can't be fought at all. How could that Feng Tianyang come up with so many things that look like great immortals at once?!"

Guan Shihua murmured to herself that the way she had cultivated the Horse Immortal Way was somewhat similar to Feng Tianyang's method.

But the difference is that Feng Tianyang invited an immortal who died and was enshrined in the Dharma lineage to become a heavenly protector, while she invited a living immortal.

Moreover, she could also see that the strength of the big snake held in Zhang Zhiwei's hand was definitely not weak. There were few immortals who could directly invite her to come up to her.

"Master, I won't go up and join in the fun later. This is too scary. Unless we invite Uncle Liu, there will be no fight at all!" Guan Shihua whispered to her elders.

The elder Guan Shihua said: "What? You still want to invite Uncle Liu to go up and have a encounter with this heavenly master's disciple. Don't mess around. With your strength, if you want to invite an immortal family of Uncle Liu's level, you have to do it in advance.

When visiting someone's home, you have to ask for permission. If you invite someone rashly, you break the rules."

"Besides, your own strength is shallow and you don't know how to practice acupoints. Even if you invite Uncle Liu, you won't be able to exert much power. You won't be able to defeat this heavenly master's disciple. If you let Uncle Liu be as rampant as that general

If you get screwed and beaten as well, don’t expect any good looks from the Liuxians in the future."

The training system of Chuma Xian is extremely rare in the entire alien world. They do not cultivate their nature or skills, but specialize in acupoints.

The size of this acupoint does not greatly improve itself. It is equivalent to a container in the body that contains the power of the immortal family. The bigger the acupoint is cultivated, the stronger the immortal family is invited, and the more powerful the immortal family can be.

The strength of the body.

"Hmm, I'm definitely not going!" Guan Shihua said quickly.

"Shi Hua'er, if you don't go up, then I won't go up either." Wang Ai, the little fat man, came up to him and said shamelessly.

Look at how weak and coward you are, Guan Shihua complained in her heart, gave Wang Ai a big white eye, ignored him, and concentrated on watching the situation on the field.

On the field, Zhang Zhiwei clasped one hand behind his back and grabbed the big snake with the other and swept it across, sending all the incoming intruders flying away.

After a few rounds, Zhang Zhiwei felt that the snake was not easy to use. His hand shook violently, and a cold golden light more than ten meters long surged out.

Directly smash the snake shape into pieces and turn it into a ball of pure air.

Zhang Zhiwei shook his hand and said: "It seems that the strength of the heavenly soldiers you invited is not very good!"

"Senior Brother Zhang is joking. My strength is shallow and my means are limited. The only Heavenly Soldiers I can recruit are of this level. How about Senior Brother Zhang invite me to have an altar of Heavenly Soldiers to show me and let me control my eyes too?" Feng Tianyang said with a smile.

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"That depends on your ability!"

Having said that, Zhang Zhiwei strode towards Feng Tianyang. This rampant soldier was nothing more than that, and he was no longer interested.

Under the yaksha-like Nuo mask, Feng Tianyang's face turned cold, and he quietly made a magic spell, and then his throat trembled, as if he was trying to swallow something.
Chapter completed!