Zhou Baishan used his spiritual power and also kicked out.
"Bang."
Before the two disciples behind Zhou Baishan could recover, Zhou Baishan's body flew ten feet away and fell into the flowers.
Zhou Baishan was lying among the flowers, staring blankly at the sky.
"Why, he can have such power!"
"Why can't I feel the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body?"
"Why, he can break the protective spiritual power in me!"
An ordinary person, no matter how strong he is, is no match for a practitioner. The practitioner's body-protecting spiritual power can withstand mortal attacks.
But if a practitioner who cultivates his body uses his power to attack a practitioner who practices Taoism, it is a one-sided beating.
Zhou Baishan couldn't resist Su Zhao's kick at all. Moreover, Su Zhao's realm was still the realm of condensing pills, which was two realms higher than Zhou Baishan's. Zhou Baishan's body-protecting spiritual power had no power at all when facing Su Zhao.
Any effect, the kick directly broke through Zhou Baishan's body-protecting spiritual power, and the force of nearly 10,000 kilograms kicked Zhou Baishan's calf bone into a pulverized fracture.
The two disciples standing there looked at Su Zhao blankly, not knowing whether to go up to avenge Zhou Baishan or turn around and run away.
Mei Xue looked at the two disciples and said, "Go and see Zhou Baishan quickly. Take him to heal his injuries. Don't let him become a cripple."
Although the Daoji realm can reconnect the broken limbs and restore them to the original state, they are beaten to pieces. If there is no treatment, I am afraid I still can't save a leg!
The two disciples, with a slight sweat on their foreheads, turned around and ran towards the place where Zhou Baishan fell.
"Let's go." Su Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Qingzhu ashore. Xiaoxue and Mei Xue also flew ashore, using their spiritual energy to steam away the stream water under their feet, and put on their beautiful shoes.
Liu Qingzhu was the last one to put on his clothes. He looked at Su Zhao with a red face and asked, "If you hurt the disciple here, will you be punished?"
"No, I am a true disciple. Who dares to punish me? We should go back to rest. There will be a apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow."
Su Zhao didn't care. He was a god. Even if he didn't have the identity of a god, he was still Yan Hongling's true disciple. Su Zhao's wife was humiliated. Is it wrong for Su Zhao to take action?
Mei Fang also nodded, agreeing very much with Su Zhao's words.
When returning from the shore, passing the small stone bridge, Su Zhao looked at a few people and said expressionlessly: "You guys, I get annoyed just looking at you. Get out of here, or I'll beat you to paralysis!"
"Hurry up and leave. If you don't leave, you will be like Zhou Baishan." Mei Fang leaned next to Mei Xue and kindly reminded the two young disciples who were still in good health.
The two disciples were so frightened that they nodded quickly and said bluntly: "Leave now!"
They were really afraid of Su Zhao. This man kicked away Senior Brother Zhou Baishan. He was really cruel and unacceptable!
Too scary!
Su Zhao and the others walked away and did not come back to teach them a lesson.
The two disciples were about to pull Zhou Baishan up, but Zhou Baishan held their arms and said, "Don't move, my leg is broken!"
"Senior brother, you are too pretentious. When we were fighting with the demon, we had our arms broken by the demon, but we were not as pretentious as you." The disciple of the fifth realm of Daoji said with some dissatisfaction, and turned to look at Su Zhao and the others again.
, and found that Su Zhao had not come.
The disciple of the fourth realm of Daoji also said: "Brother, stop pretending, let's leave first. He just said that if we don't leave, he will beat us like you. I don't want to become a cripple!"
"You two...cough cough...bastards!" Zhou Baishan was so angry that he coughed. The coughing was so severe that it shocked his legs and caused another heartbreaking pain.
However, Zhou Baishan already felt a little numb.
"All the bones in my right leg were broken by Su Zhao. I can't move now. You two use Taoism to carry me away!" Zhou Baishan finally gave in.
Su Zhao didn't follow the routine, and destroyed the body-protecting spiritual power on his body, and destroyed his legs, making him a useless person. Now he can't use his spiritual power to repair the wounds on his legs.
The two disciples immediately used Taoist techniques to carry Zhou Baishan out of the flowers in disgrace.
Zhou Baishan's legs were like rolled noodles, soft and boneless, like earthworms.
"Senior brother, shall we send you to the Alchemy Pavilion?" The disciple of the fifth realm of Daoji walked in front and asked.
As long as they leave this area, the disciples in the fifth realm of Daoji will feel that they are safe.
Zhou Baishan shook his head and said: "If you don't go to the Alchemy Pavilion, go to Senior Brother Wang Pan. My leg was broken for him. If he can't see it, wouldn't my leg be broken in vain?"
Although the battle between Su Zhao and Zhou Baishan is over, the matter has just begun.
Only one Zhou Baishan went to trouble Su Zhao, but there were many people watching from a distance. Seeing that Zhou Baishan was beaten into a cripple by Su Zhao, many people left with surprises on their faces.
Inside Tian Yanxiu's room.
"Senior Brother, I'm so happy!" A disciple ran in from outside and bowed directly to Tian Yanxiu with both hands. He looked older than Tian Yanxiu, but he looked like a bitch.
Take Tian Yanxiu as senior brother.
Tian Yanxiu's eyelids were slightly lowered, and he was holding a cup of tea in his hand. The tea lid was moving the tea leaves on the tea back and forth. Tian Yanxiu said lightly: "What's the matter."
"Senior Brother, as expected, that idiot Zhou Baishan really went to trouble Su Zhao. What happened to you?" asked the senior fellow with a smile on his face.
Tian Yanxiu raised his head and glanced at this junior brother. The junior brother immediately became as obedient as a pastoral dog: "Senior brother, that boy broke Zhou Baishan's leg!"
"Huh? Yes, it is indeed his character." Tian Yanxiu uttered a few words quietly.
I don’t know if I’m talking about Su Zhao’s character like this, or Zhou Baishan’s character like this.
The older junior brother asked again: "Then what should we do next? Should we add fuel to the fire and let Wang Pan and Su Zhao fight first, so that we can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger's head."
Tian Yanxiu shook his head and said: "Do nothing, watch quietly, and tell our people not to interfere in the fight between Su Zhao and Wang Pan. As the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, Wang Pan's henchman was beaten by Su Zhao. He
I absolutely can’t swallow this breath, I will definitely come back with revenge!”
The older junior brother frowned slightly and reminded Tian Yanxiu: "But senior brother, I heard from senior brother Li Fujian's people that Su Zhao won't be able to stay in Demon Exorcist Mountain for long. I'm afraid that if Su Zhao leaves, Wang Pan won't do anything again.
! He is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion of the Demon Slayer Sect and cannot leave the Demon Slayer Mountain easily!"
Tian Yanxiu chuckled: "He will not leave. In seven or eight days, there will be a grand competition for the younger generation of disciples. Some disciples of small sects want to rise up, and some practitioners want to show their prominence.
There is also a lot of pressure on our disciples from the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms. Su Zhao is very strong in cultivation. Uncle Bai Yu may not necessarily let Su Zhao leave. We will wait and see what happens. We will talk about it when everything becomes a mess!"
The senior junior brother understood immediately, nodded, turned and left with a sinister smile on his face.
Tian Yanxiu looked at the tea cup in his hand and whispered: "Su Zhao, a simple man in the mountains, looks down on my disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect! Wang Pan, the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion is not that good! Why did I give it to you in the first place?
, how are you going to hand it back!"
…
"Brother, you have to make the decision for me!"
Before anyone arrived, miserable cries could already be heard from outside the door.
Wang Pan, the youngest disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, has a cultivation level in the seventh realm of Daoji. Although he has not entered the realm of unity, his strength is not much different from that of Tian Yanxiu who has entered the realm of unity.
The more important point is that Wang Pan is not yet twenty years old, and his future has unlimited possibilities.
In other words, in plain English.
The future of this child is limitless.
Wang Pan, like Li Fujian, has been imitating Yan Hongling. He admires Yan Hongling very much and wants to join Yan Hongling's sect, but Yan Hongling dislikes Wang Pan even more than Su Zhao.
Wang Pan is very scheming at a young age. Even if he is old-fashioned and hides his purpose, Yan Hongling can see Wang Pan's scheming at a glance.
Wang Pan wants to aspire to the position of the head of the Demon Slayer Sect by becoming Yan Hongling's true disciple.
He was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and he already understood the benefits that rights bring.
Behind Wang Pan, there are also several elders supporting him, but they are not the top seven elders of the Demon Slayer Sect, and they only have a vague understanding of Su Zhao, and their understanding is not very clear.
The news Wang Pan received was a bit confusing. He only knew about Su Zhao that Su Zhao's cultivation was very powerful, but what state of Su Zhao's cultivation was? Some said it was the fourth realm of Daoji, and some said it was Daoji.
Based on the sixth realm.
In order to test Su Zhao, Wang Pan sent his good junior brother Zhou Baishan.
Wang Pan opened the door and Zhou Baishan was carried in by two disciples.
Wang Pan saw that Zhou Baishan's face was pale, and the pants on one leg had been rolled up. The whole leg was purple and covered with blood, which was particularly unbearable to look at.
Wang Pan said coldly: "It was Li Fujian who beat me!"
"It wasn't Li Fujian who did it!" Zhou Baishan shook his head quickly, "Li Fujian wasn't here, it was that little devil who did it. He was so cruel that he almost beat me to death!"
Wang Pan frowned: "Didn't you mention my name?"
Zhou Baishan said with a tearful face: "Brother, don't mention your name. I just said that the little devil almost killed me. He spared my life because he asked me to demonstrate to you!"
As Zhou Baishan spoke, he secretly looked at Wang Pan's face. Seeing Wang Pan's angry face, Zhou Baishan felt very happy in his heart even though his body was in severe pain.
"I want you to kick my legs to pieces. I want you to know how powerful I am!"
Zhou Baishan rolled his eyes and continued crying: "Brother, you have to make the decision for me!"
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