After finishing the glass of wine, Zhen Meng suppressed the anger in his chest. He also felt that he might not be able to suppress Zhang Tong with words alone. He had to teach him a lesson, otherwise he would not be obedient. He asked, "I don't know, little brother just now

What do you think, Senior Brother?" Lai pondered for a moment and said: "Junior Brother's idea is certainly good, but the matter is not trivial, so I must be allowed to go back and think about it carefully."

Zhen Meng laughed and was not in a hurry to press him. He just said that the opportunity was too late and asked him to reply as soon as possible. Zhang Tong didn't know what the two said and it had nothing to do with him, so he turned a deaf ear.

It wasn't until Zhen Meng finished speaking that he turned his attention back to Zhang Tongde. However, he changed his tense attitude and asked calmly: "Junior brother, it has been a year since I went up the mountain! Unfortunately, this year, the master has been in seclusion and has nothing to do.

I would like to guide my junior brother in his practice. I must have accumulated a lot of problems, and I am worried that I have nowhere to look for them. Now I have an opportunity to help my junior brother solve his problems."

Zhang Tong was slightly startled. If he and Zhen Meng had a good relationship, what he said would still be somewhat credible. But he and Zhen Meng were almost in the same boat. If Zhen Meng said these words again,

There is no doubt that the weasel is paying New Year greetings to the rooster, and he must not have good intentions.

Zhang Tongxin said: "Zhen Meng! Zhen Meng! You really treat me as a three-year-old child. Who can be deceived by these lies! Let me see what kind of medicine you bought in the gourd!" Then he laughed and said:

"I'm sorry for your concern, senior brother, but the master has already explained all the techniques clearly, but I don't understand anything at all. It's a waste of time for senior brother."

Zhen Meng was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhang Tong refused. A few days ago, an elder named Wang Changdao from Heshan Road had sent someone to ask for his help in refining a poisonous elixir.

That Wang Changdao was notoriously stingy in Heshan Road. Not only did he not get any benefits when he used to help, but he also had to lose a lot of time. If something went wrong, he would be scolded and punished. Moreover, the poisonous erysipelas was very poisonous, and if he inhaled it even once, he would be scolded and punished.

The elixir energy cannot be driven away even in three to five months.

Zhen Meng didn't want to go, but because Wang Changdao's cultivation was still higher than that of Zhen Yuandao, and he was extremely cruel, he really didn't dare to offend him, so he had an idea and asked Zhang Tong to top the cylinder on his behalf.

In Zhen Meng's view, Zhang Tong should have had many problems when he first started practicing Taoism. Also, Zhen Yuan was in Taoist retreat and had nowhere to find solutions. If he encountered such an opportunity, he would gladly accept it and would be extremely grateful to him.

Not only that, Zhen Meng also made up his mind to take the opportunity to take a good look at Zhang Tong and let Zhang Tong know that in this Lingxiguan, in the final analysis, it is the person named Zhen who has the final say.

Unexpectedly, before all the schemes were carried out, Zhang Tong rejected him, and he held a sigh of relief in his heart. He couldn't help but make him feel angry and jealous, and stood up suddenly, condescending.

, shouted sternly: "You little beast, don't give me a toast or drink as a penalty! Uncle Wang Changdao has ordered people to come the day before yesterday. He needs a disciple to help him refine the poisonous elixir. I will let you go by name. Tomorrow.

If you go, that’s fine. If you don’t go..."

Zhang Tong had just arrived here and had already made up his mind to make a big fuss. Besides, he didn't know Wang Changdao. Refining poison pills requires manpower, and it was impossible to ask him by name. As soon as Zhen Meng said it, he guessed it.

, Wang Changdao must have wanted Zhen Meng to help, but Zhen Meng was unwilling to go, so he wanted him to take his place. From this, he was more sure that there must be no benefit, otherwise how could Zhen Meng be willing to let him go. He saw Zhen Meng yelling at him again.

, Suoxing was not to be outdone. Before Zhen Meng finished speaking, he slapped the table and shouted: "If you don't want to go, what will you do?" Lai was still there, pointing at Zhang Tong's nose and said: "Okay! Okay.

!Okay! Master is not here today, so I, my senior brother, will teach you a lesson, little beast!" As he spoke, he aimed at Zhang Tong and fired a blast of wind from his cleft hand.

Although Zhen Meng was furious, he also knew that it was a taboo for members of the same family to kill each other. He was also worried that Zhang Tong had just started, and he did not dare to use magic, for fear that someone would be killed at once, and he would not be able to explain it to him.

However, this Gangfeng is also extraordinary. It was formed by Zhen Meng's true energy. It is quite powerful. If it hits Zhang Tong, even if his bones and tendons are not broken, he will be severely injured. He can't even think about walking on the ground for less than three to five months.

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It's a pity that Zhen Meng didn't know the details of Zhang Tong. Now Zhang Tong has mastered the first level of Little Zhou Tian. Although his cultivation level is far behind him, he is not without the ability to fight back. Moreover, Zhang Tong has been prepared for a long time and secretly prepared the five yin bags.

They were facing each other across the table. When they saw the strong wind blowing, they immediately shot out a black light circle and immediately took away the strong wind.

Then Zhang Tong leaned back, took out the black dog nail given to him by Zhen Yuandao, pointed it at Zhen Meng, and said coldly: "Humph! If the second senior brother wants to teach me a lesson, he has to ask me about this black dog nail."

Gouding will answer or not!"

This black dog nail was originally a life-saving thing that Zhen Yuandao had spent many years refining. If he had not obtained the Herring Sword, he would never have given it to anyone else. Zhen Meng and Yin Chunlai beside him had both followed Zhen Yuandao for many years. How could they?

I wonder if I know this thing. When I saw Zhang Tong holding it in his hand, I immediately took a breath of air.

Especially Zhen Meng couldn't believe it, but as soon as he rolled his eyes, another poisonous plan was born in his heart. A ferocious look appeared in his eyes, and he said sternly: "What a shameless little beast, how dare you steal Master's magic weapon!"

In fact, even he himself didn't believe what he said. With what kind of cultivation Zhen Yuandao was, how could Zhang Tong steal the black dog nail? But otherwise, how could he have an excuse to attack Zhang Tong!

In this way, even if Zhang Tong is beaten to death, he can still shirk responsibility.

Although Zhang Tong didn't know Zhen Meng's plans, it was not difficult to detect his murderous intention after showing the black dog nail. However, Zhang Tong was not afraid, he just straightened his back and sneered: "This black dog nail is

Whether I stole the dog nail or not, I will naturally know when the master breaks through the barrier. If my senior brother can't wait, I won't be too self-conscious. It's okay to let my senior brother try the power of this black dog nail for himself. But my cultivation is shallow.

I don’t know the severity of my attack. When I followed my master to Dengping Mansion, I punched a hole in Liu Tianwei’s body. If I hurt my senior brother, please forgive me.” He came and couldn’t help but take a breath of air.

And in Zhen Meng's heart, there was already some fear, and he secretly suspected: "When I was in Dengping Mansion last time, this little beast had only been a disciple for a month or two, and the Qi sea had not been opened yet, so how could he activate the magic weapon?

But now this black dog nail is clearly in his hands. If he had not performed great merits, how could Master be willing to give this treasure to him? In this case, could it be that Liu Tianwei was really beaten to death by him? "

Originally, Zhen Meng was going to take the opportunity to deal with Zhang Tong, even if he didn't kill him, he would still cripple him. But now he calmed down a little and thought about it carefully, but he hesitated again. Don't tell me what secret method Zhen Yuandao passed on to Zhang Tong.

, it doesn’t take much cultivation to use the Black Dog Nail.

Although Zhen Meng is arrogant, he is not stupid either. He knows very well how powerful the black dog nail is. If Zhang Tong can really activate it, he really can't resist it with his few magic weapons. But at this time, he is already riding a tiger and can't get off, and there are others present.

, but it was hard to show weakness, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Little beast, don't bluff! Today I will destroy you first, and wait until the master comes out of confinement, and then I will decide whether you live or die." After speaking, a green light came out, and Dou

The head is like a blow from Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong had long known that Zhen Meng's cultivation was not weak. Although he had trained to become a small Zhou Tian and polished his Qi to an extremely pure level, he was still not as good as Zhen Meng. Seeing the blue light coming, he was even more shocked.

Not daring to be careless, he brought up his true energy, shouted, and threw the black dog nail away with a wave of his hand.

Because the Black Dog Nail is different from other magic weapons, after using it once, it needs to be practiced again, so Zhang Tong used all his strength as soon as he took action. He saw the black light, and with a slight movement, Zhen Meng was hit by the weapon.

The blue light broke through. Then it rose up, aimed at Zhen Meng, and penetrated Zhen Meng's throat.

Zhen Meng was immediately shocked. He did not expect that Black Dog Nail was more powerful than he expected. The magic weapon he had practiced for many years was broken in one go. He also underestimated Zhang Tong's ruthlessness. He did not expect that Zhang Tong would really dare to kill him.

Thanks to Zhen Meng's many years of practice, he was not slow to react at the critical moment. He quickly raised his waist, dodged backwards, and then shook his hands, releasing a huge skeleton demon and moving forward to meet Zhang Tong's black dog nails.

Zhen Meng originally had nine skeleton demons, but he had just suffered a big loss from Black Dog Nail and knew that the other skeleton demons could not resist him. Only this skeleton demon was originally refined by Zhen Yuandao, because it could not withstand him.

After repeated begging, he reluctantly gave it to him, and he has already refined five restraints, which are far beyond the comparison of ordinary skeleton demons.

But Zhang Tong was smarter than him. He knew that he couldn't fight for a long time, and he didn't want to get entangled. Seeing the skeleton demon coming, he secretly sneered in his heart, and then he pushed his energy to the limit. In an instant, the black dog nailed him

The speed suddenly increased by nearly twice, and before the skeleton demon could get closer, it flew by like lightning.

Zhen Meng made repeated miscalculations and was caught off guard. He had no time to use other magic weapons, so he had to quickly turn to one side to dodge. Unexpectedly, Zhang Tong had already been on guard. Although the black dog nail was fast, it still had three points of power left, so he took the opportunity.

Sweeping it to the side, it hit him on the back.

Although this time it was not a direct thrust, the black dog nail was wrapped with a layer of bloody evil energy, and when activated, it cut through gold and jade, and cut iron like mud. Even if Zhen Meng had the true energy to protect himself, he could not withstand it and was beaten.

A single hit would damage all the internal organs. It would take a year and a half to recover.

Zhen Meng secretly screamed "no" in his heart, and tried to dodge again, but it was too late. At this moment, he couldn't help but regret that he should not have provoked Zhang Tong, the evil star. This time, the injury was okay, but in front of others, his face was ruined.

The loss made him so ashamed and angry that he wished he could cut Zhang Tong into pieces.
Chapter completed!