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Chapter 191 Seven Treasure Golden Lotus
"Aren't you a masochist? Sorry, I don't like these perverted ways of playing."

Then Zhang Heng turned his head and looked down at the people beside Huadao Lake below: "Do you have any special hobbies? I'll leave this guy to you to train."

"Crash!"

As soon as Zhang Heng finished speaking, the rest of the people present had a better effect than Wu Mengsheng's threat to leave just now.

The presence instantly disappeared without a trace, not a single stray hair was left behind.

"Damn it, thanks to running fast, damn bastard, isn't this a scam?"

"That is the proud son of the Heaven-Defying Sect, and the future suzerain."

"The Nitian Sect has always guarded the sect's majesty very strictly. In order to protect the sect's majesty, it once slaughtered more than ten countries in this world."

"I saw with my own eyes the future master of the Heaven-Defying Sect being humiliated. With the bloody style of the Heaven-Defying Sect, I was already causing trouble."

"You bastard, you still let us lead the trapped Wumengsheng like a dog."

"Didn't you put our lives on top of the frying pan and roast them? We still feel like staying. If we stay to watch the fun, our lives will disappear."

……

"puff!"

Wu Mengsheng was furious when he heard the words, and he spurted blood directly. He struggled violently, but the golden rope attached to him became tighter and tighter, it was really weird, even a little scared.

It's just because this guy doesn't play cards according to common sense. If he dies, if he dies in battle, at least he won't insult his family style.

"Fellow Taoist, you and I are both people in the channel, why do you need to fight and kill? My sect, the Nitian Sect, is a peerless sect in this world, and I am the holy son of the sect. As long as you are willing to stop , I will never take the blame for this enmity, and I, the Heaven-Defying Sect, will repay you even more."

After Wu Mengsheng finished speaking, not to mention Zhang Heng was taken aback, even the disciples who were guarded by the Heaven-Defying Sect also became silent.

When did this holy son of my family become so talkative?
Where did the hot temper go?
Zhang Heng lowered his head in thought, and then slapped Wu Mengsheng's two front teeth away with a slap.

"Fuck me, you dare to threaten me? You are amazing, aren't you? You are no shit in front of me!"

"If you want to beg for mercy, you must have an attitude of begging for mercy. Don't be so fucking angry with me."

"Relying on the sect to threaten the deity, is the deity scared?"

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness, calmness and calmness, the poor monk is the most merciful, and he likes to return the way to others."

"You can also wade across this Huadao Lake, and I will spare your little dog's life."

While Zhang Heng was talking, he slapped Wu Mengsheng on the forehead, and clasped his hands together in a hurry. He looked like an accomplished monk, and Bing'e and Lu Fei's faces twitched when they saw it.

"Master, have you noticed that Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun is really a great talent."

Lu Fei hehe said to Bing'e.

"what are you saying?"

This remark happened to be heard by the disciples of the Heaven-Defying Sect, who immediately stepped out to kill Bing'e and Lu Fei.

"Snapped!"

Clear slaps sounded.

"Dog, take care of your dog legs, the Buddha is the most kind, and it's very embarrassing now."

Zhang Heng Jiang Wu Mengsheng suddenly bleeds from the corner of his mouth, and his two front teeth on his lower teeth also fell out, and immediately said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the most merciful."

"Mengsheng benefactor, are you okay? Just now I saw flies on your face. When I was chasing you away, I accidentally hit a little too hard."

Wu Mengsheng's face was gloomy when he heard that, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and tears filled his eyes, your mother, there are flies on the face of the vast powerhouse at the peak of the eighth rank?

This is simply a fantasy, shit monk, fake mercy, why don't you die.

"Hey, Mengsheng benefactor, what kind of eyes do you have? You have to look away. You are the son of the Heaven-Defying Sect. You have to withstand the honor and disgrace. This deity is training your mind for the elders in your sect. You have to thank you Me, do you know?"

"Well, you should take less treasures to repay your kindness."

What Zhang Heng said was a righteous speech, Wu Mengsheng was going crazy.

"What, why don't you die, you insulted people, and you said such high-sounding words, you have to repay, why are you so shameless?"

Wu Mengsheng cursed in his heart.

However, suddenly feeling a little cold on the neck, Zhang Heng has been holding the subduing magic pestle in his hand.

Threat, this is Chi Guoguo's threat!
Although Wu Mengsheng is afraid of Zhang Heng, he is a holy son of the Heaven-Defying Sect after all, and he has to tolerate humiliation. Zhang Heng's actions have completely exceeded his heart's ability to bear.

This kind of insult to him, it seems that Zhang Heng didn't treat him as a human being at all, and immediately he scolded with blood on his brow, as if he was summoning some kind of terrible secret power
"Today, I Wumengsheng swear to the sky that I will repay the shame of today's world. If not, my soul and soul will be wiped out, and I will never recover!"

The faces of the disciples of Nitianzong changed slightly, and Wu Mengsheng's poisonous oath was clearly made to Zhang Heng.

But the boy with the five buns on his head in front of him is too unruly. He is not only domineering, but also unscrupulous. The guy with the subduing magic pestle, if he didn't pay attention, he stabbed down regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones, and the majestic son of the Heaven-Defying Sect died in front of them, and it would be a big trouble.

When they left this place suddenly, they couldn't explain to the head of the Nitian sect, they would have to be chopped to pieces by the sect's criminal law!

After Wumeng finished swearing the poisonous oath, he looked up at Zhang Heng, his face distorted to the extreme: "I have sworn the poisonous oath, but if you dare to let me fight, if you are afraid, kill me now!"

Zhang Heng looked Wu Mengsheng up and down, with an interesting smile: "It's okay to let you go, but this deity likes Wendou!"

"Wen Dou? As long as you are willing to untie the rope and let me fight you in a grand manner, I will promise you any fight."

"Oh?"

Zhang Heng smiled, as if planning some kind of conspiracy, a stream of light in his hand suddenly fell into the ground: "You said this, don't regret it."

"Regret, in the dictionary of this deity, there is no regret."

Wu Mengsheng looked up to the sky and smiled.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand playfully, and the demon-binding rope returned to him for several years, but Wu Mengsheng got rid of the shackles and rushed straight up! .

"You die for me!"

But Zhang Heng still stood there motionless, but the pupils of many disciples who were watching suddenly shrank, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the sky!
"Brother, little..."

But as soon as they uttered half a sentence, they realized that it was too late, because a huge seven-treasure golden lotus was born on the ground, and the petals of the lotus platform were as sharp as knives. splash.

(End of this chapter)