Peerless Taoist

Several monks were caught off guard and were directly hit by the flaming lion.

"Don't you see anyone!" the friars who were hit were angry and shouted angrily.

"Pa!"

As soon as the friar was ready to yell, he was whipped in the face and immediately fell to the ground with a whimper.

A man jumped from the back of the flaming lion. He was tall and strong, dressed in red armor and carrying a burning whip in his hand.

"It's Du zhantian, the invincible general of the scorching sun Xinghe!"

"It's said that he was young and his accomplishments had reached the land of earth immortals. He made outstanding achievements in the battle of the fiery sun and Xinghe. He hasn't lost a battle since his rise."

"Keep your voice down. It's said that he is famous in the hot sun Xinghe. It's said that a sect offended him, but he ordered the whole family to be slaughtered. Even ordinary women and children didn't let go."

Hearing the voices of people talking, the companion of the monk who was hit changed his face and didn't dare to come forward.

Du zhantian pointed angrily at the wailing monk: "you hit my mount. Come and kneel down and admit your mistake!"

It was clear that he suddenly broke in and bumped into others.

But in his words, it turned out that others hit his mount.

Look at the majestic fire lion. There is no scratch at all. He is still swaggering.

The monk's face was covered with blood, but he didn't dare to say anything when he heard Du zhantian's reputation. He turned and was ready to leave.

"Stop, did I let you go?" Du zhantian shouted.

The monk was shocked. He quickly turned his head and said, "don't go too far!"

Du zhantian disapproved: "it's really strange that I asked you to apologize. Why is it too much?"

Behind Du zhantian, there were several fierce warriors, murderous.

Being watched by this powerful pressure, the friar felt a threat from death.

"Hug... Sorry," said the friar in great humiliation.

Du zhantian scratched his ear: "I didn't hear you. Speak louder."

The monk's face turned red.

There were thousands of people watching silently. He was so humiliated that he was already ashamed.

"You can't kill a monk. I'll fight with you!" the friar roared and rushed up.

He was able to get a letter of recommendation. He was also a talent. The magic weapon in his hand was shining, and a sharp fine awn swept away towards Du zhantian.

This blow is majestic, coupled with a hate blow, it is even more powerful.

Du zhantian was drooping his eyelids, carelessly watching this spell coming, and slapped him directly.

His hand didn't seem to use great strength, but there was a blood gas floating around his palm.

With one palm, thousands of blood gas gathered together to form a huge bloody handprint.

Bang!

The monk who rushed up was slapped in the mud by this palm.

"I'm a very reasonable person. If you want to apologize, you have to do it to me?" Du zhantian kicked on the Friar's head and kicked in the soil.

The monk was stiff and could not move.

At the last step, Du zhantian seemed to use his killing intention and stepped on the Friar's leg, and a sound of bone fracture came out in an instant.

The friar trembled and fainted.

He was not only humiliated by Du zhantian in public, but also cut off the bones of his legs.

"This man is as cruel as the legend!"

"Stay away from him and never be concerned by him!"