The Fantasy Library Under One Person

chi chi!chi chi!

He frantically stimulated the innate qi in his body, but it was difficult to move his arm, cold sweat dripped down his forehead drop by drop!

"impossible!"

Wang Daolin squinted his eyes and looked at the terrified man, his hands flickering with thunder, "You say we Taoist priests are too useless? Where do you have the confidence?"

Snapped!

Wang Daolin flicked his finger lightly, and the booster device instantly fell apart.As if the man was struck by lightning, he was instantly blown away!

"Dao... Master Dao... forgive me..."

boom!

A thunderbolt as thick as a child's arm fell from the sky, swallowing that guy's figure in an instant!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating Quan Xing..."

"Huh? Did he say something just now?" Wang Daolin asked suspiciously.

"Little master...he...he is begging for mercy..." The disciples of Tianshi Mansion replied respectfully.

"Fart! How can a whole-hearted demon beg for mercy!" Wang Daolin yelled loudly, twisting his neck and walking towards the chaotic Tianshi Mansion, his slightly narrowed eyes shone brightly.

"Well, it's all points..."

"Hey, look at the eyes of the little master, does it look like... Does it look like a money fan?!"

"What are you talking about! Little master, how could he... really look a bit like..."

Feng Baobao slumped his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets and followed behind Wang Daolin, shaking, "The thirty-ninth..."

Feng Baobao slumped his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets and followed behind Wang Daolin, shaking, "The thirty-ninth..."

Swish!

Not long after Wang Daolin left, a big man suddenly lowered his head and rushed towards him.

There was a bang, blood splashed everywhere, and he passed out immediately without making a sound.

"Day! Liao Tietou's head was smashed?!"

shhhhhh!

"Punch a few more times if one punch doesn't kill you!" A figure rushed towards Wang Daolin at an extremely fast speed, and bombarded Wang Daolin's protective lightning several times in succession.

With a chirping sound, the man was so fast that he couldn't even see his figure.

"Hey! I have no other ability, but fast speed!"

"Really?"

Suddenly, Wang Daolin appeared in front of him with a smile, and suddenly reached out and pressed his head.

"Damn it! I'm so fast... how did I do it?"

Before he could be dazed, Wang Daolin slammed down.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and a human-shaped dent appeared on the ground, and that unlucky guy was embedded in the ground directly!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating Quan Xing..."

Whoa!

Wang Daolin stood up and looked at the crowd with a smile on his face, the gravel fell from his hands, "You want a group of people to beat me up..."

"Or should I single out a group of you?"

"Fuck! Where did this guy come from?!"

"It's Wang Daolin! The guy who defeated Daoist Lingyu in the conference!"

"Let's go together! Abolish him!"

"Exactly! No matter how strong he is, he's no match for so many of us!"

Dozens of people roared and rushed towards Wang Daolin.

If Zhang Zhiwei was present at this time, I am afraid that more than half of these people would have escaped.But Wang Daolin's reputation was not obvious before, and many of them didn't see his performance at the conference, so naturally they felt a little less afraid!

"Group fight?"

The corner of Wang Daolin's mouth was slightly pursed, and seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords rose into the sky, and the piercing sword light instantly enveloped everyone in it.

The infinite sword light raged endlessly, and those all-natural monsters were almost killed on the spot in the blink of an eye!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating Quan Xing..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating..."

"Ding……"

The system beeped one after another, and Wang Daolin walked forward slowly, like strolling in a garden.

Feng Baobao followed behind him and yawned boredly, "The seventy-first..."