The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 272 Contradictions
"What are you doing standing here? Do you have anything to do with me?" She asked these people with hazy eyes. She spent the whole night trying to find something, but she still found nothing.

The abbot of the Shaolin Temple at the front put his hands together and said to Dangdang: "Amitabha, Taiwu benefactor, now our dozen or so masters have followed what you said, and all of them have been found. Now so many days have passed , can you find the solution?"

Although the other people next to him didn't speak, it was obvious from their appearance that they thought so too.

"Why are you in a hurry? Those people are useless, and I haven't found them yet." Dangdang said to several people.

When hearing Dangdang say this, Ye Junrong, who had a problem with Dangdang before, immediately raised an issue.

He stretched out his hand aggressively and pointed at Dangdang and shouted loudly: "Taiwu girl, what do you mean by that?? You made us work so hard to find someone to come over, are you treating us like monkeys?"

Hearing the impoliteness in these words, he put his hands on his hips and stared at Ye Junrong loudly, "You shout what a fart, and this person is the least one you are looking for. After searching for a long time, you only found three beggars. How can you still beg for food?" Feel free to say it!"

"Little girl, if you are Taiwu, I can't do anything to you! I will discipline you for your family!!" Ye Junrong roared angrily, raised her leg and kicked Dangdang.

Facing Ye Junrong's attack, the other sect masters had no intention of blocking it, as if they also wanted to see this descendant of Taiwu be beaten severely to relieve themselves.

——"Yunlong Jiu showed his legs!!"

Ye Junrong's kicks are extremely fast. He raised nine kicks in front of DANGDANG, and the strength and direction of each kick are different.

He didn't even bother to pay attention to the many changes in the kicks in front of him, and directly used his strength to break the skill, and he was a Buddhist lion roaring at him.

Taking advantage of the moment Ye Junrong paused, Dangdang's figure flashed, and he came to him in an instant and slapped his chest with a palm.

——"Adamantine Sand Palm!!"

With a sound of "Puff", Ye Junrong's chest turned black and he spit out blood, pushing back again and again.

Everyone who saw this scene suddenly took a breath of cold air. You must know that Ye Junrong was the head of the first class no matter how unbearable he was, but with his strength, he couldn't even hold up a single move in front of Taiwu. Isn't the strength higher than all the heads! ?
Seeing that her younger brother was injured, Gu Kuiying, the head of Xiaoyuanshan, angrily pulled out the saber from her waist and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Wen Xiaolei.

"Everyone, now that the outside world is in such chaos, do you still have the mind to fight among yourself?"

At this moment, Daci, King of the Wuliang Vajra Patriarchate, took a step forward, "Isn't it just two sword mounds? What's so great about it? Why do we have to wait for such a little girl to come? Our [-]th sect masters are afraid of killing her!" Without them??"

Hearing this, the eyes of the top ten masters suddenly lit up.

But before the resounding curse words could be uttered, the dark master of Jieqingmen who stood next to him answered for him with an expressionless face. "Can't kill."

"Why? Huh? Why do I remember that it wasn't you when we discussed the matter before?"

When everyone looked up, they realized that the dark master of Jieqingmen had changed at some point.

He was a pale young man when he was eating at the Baijia Banquet before, but now he was replaced by a dark-faced young girl.

The new dark lord didn't care about the gazes of these people, and said in an unhurried manner: "The previous dark lord assisted the twelve ghosts in entering the sword mound to assassinate, and he hasn't returned yet."

Hearing this person's words, the dozen or so people were stunned and stopped talking, even Daci, who had just made an opinion, didn't speak anymore.

Although everyone in the Jianghu hates the disciples of Jieqingmen extremely, but it has to be said that they gang of lunatics have a very good way of killing people. If they can't figure it out, I'm afraid it's useless to go elsewhere.

In this silent atmosphere, everyone's eyes once again turned to Loudang.

"Master Taiwu, now that the world is in dire straits, I still hope that you can save the world!!" The head of Baihua Valley, Zhiyuan, bowed deeply to Dangdang.

"Okay, I'll set off tomorrow to take care of the remaining two sword mounds." Xiang Dangdang still couldn't believe it, she couldn't handle the remaining sword mounds without using a tripod.

That night, Xiang Dangdang took the cold moon in his hand and slowly sharpened it on a whetstone. Since he couldn't find the tripod, he had to use lacquer to carve Chan's body.

While she was sharpening the knife, she was thinking about how to deal with that weird set of kung fu. The other things were easy to do, that is, the silver needle shot out from his whisk. This silver needle could easily break through her horizontal kung fu, sealing her Stay in your veins.

Just as Xiang Dangdang was frowned, suddenly a white shadow jumped down from the outer wall.

"You don't sleep, what are you doing here?" Dang Dang didn't even look at anyone, he put his hand on the blade and rubbed it gently, testing the sharpness of the weapon.

"Sister Taiwu." The person who came stood up nervously from the ground. He was Yin Ziwen, the head of the Blood Roar Sect.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, I still owe you a meal."

Dangdang inserted the knife into the scabbard, walked to his side and touched Yin Ziwen's head as he did when he was a child. "He ran to collect debts in the middle of the night, and he is still a child."

"No, I've grown up. I'm not as greedy as I was when I was a child."

As if he didn't hear the sound, he pulled Yin Ziwen and walked towards the kitchen next to him.

With Dang Dang displaying his unique cooking skills, all kinds of delicacies were placed in front of Yin Ziwen in a short while.

Smelling the aroma of this delicacy, Yin Ziwen, who didn't want to eat it, couldn't help swallowing, "Then...then I'll eat a little bit."

Sitting next to Yin Ziwen who was gorging himself loudly, he dragged his chin with his hand, frowning and thinking about his own affairs.

"It's weird, why Qi Diaochan can go back and forth to seize the house at will, but the others he finds can't..."

Just when Dangdang couldn't figure it out, he suddenly felt someone tugging on his clothes.

She turned her head and found that Yin Ziwen was smiling shyly at herself. "Sister Taiwu, thank you, the food you cook is so delicious, I really want to eat it for the rest of my life."

Dangdang glanced at the leftovers on the table coldly, "Go back when you're done eating, or your master will come and look for you again."

"Hmph! I'm not afraid of her, I'm the head of the Blood Howl Cult." Although he said so, the hesitation in his eyes revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Hehe, I believe it. Since you have nothing to do, you can chat with me."

Dangdang had nothing to do at leisure, chatting casually with this junior.

(End of this chapter)