Chapter 89: One Punch!

Li Wujie squinted and said: "So what if I know, do I still have to sell my face to you bald donkeys? Take it easy?"

Not to mention that there was someone behind him, even before he became a disciple, he was a master who had no taboos and would chop with a knife. He didn't cut off the opponent's head directly just now, he was already very restrained!

"Asshole!"

"Arrogant!"

"I don't know what's wrong!"

The Xuankong Temple team let out a series of angry scoldings.

Master Ran Deng narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surged in his heart, and said coldly: "Donor, I've said it before."

Li Wuzhe weighed the kitchen knife in his hand, looked up and down, and said jokingly: "Old bald donkey, you look very unhappy, why don't you practice?"

Master Ran Deng did not speak, but a fellow student behind him stood up and yelled: "Evil! Who do you think you are arrogant with? You know, this is a real master of the Tribulation Realm! Have you ever thought about the consequences of your sin!"

As soon as these words came out.

The whole audience erupted in exclamations.

Countless monks cast awe-inspiring looks. Although they had long expected that this person's true realm would be very high, they never expected that he was actually a genuine virtual immortal!

Yaowang Valley is a place where heroes gather, and there are many noble figures among them. However, they are as insignificant as ants in front of the great masters in the Tribulation Realm.

In the entire Eastern Region, the Tribulation Realm is the top level, and there are beings who can walk sideways everywhere.

After all, this is the combat power second only to the True Immortal!

Even if they are in the Medicine King Valley and have the same cultivation level, there will always be a time when they are teleported out, and then both dragons and insects will return to their respective places.

Therefore, when they learned about Master Ran Deng's true cultivation, the monks behind him did not even dare to breathe and were trembling with fear.

"Transcending the Tribulation Realm?"

Li Wujie was stunned, and then sneered: "So what? Let alone here, the labor and management will still attack you outside!"

The whole place was silent.

Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. Is this guy crazy?

There was a hint of surprise in Master Ran Deng's eyes.

After the other party learned about his own realm, he still dared to speak nonsense. It seemed that he was definitely not an ordinary person outside.

Thinking of this, Master Ran Deng said tentatively: "May I ask the name of this donor?"

Li Wujie sneered, "Listen up, my name is Li Tiedan!"

Li Tiedan?

Everyone looked at each other in shock. They had never heard of such an awesome person who dared to challenge even the Tribulation Realm!

Master Ran Deng saw his fellow disciples shaking their heads, convinced that this was a stupid young man who didn't know how to live or die, and his old face immediately became terrifyingly gloomy.

"Donor, your anger is too strong, let me calm you down!"

As he spoke, the white-browed old monk flashed away, clasping his hands together to form a lotus-like mark, which was shot out like a cannonball.

This move is powerful and heavy, and extremely terrifying. If someone in the ordinary foundation-building realm were to hit it, they would either die or be disabled!

"Well done!" Li Wujie became excited. It was a rare opportunity to fight against a strong person in the Tribulation Realm.

Stab~

The sword light divides yin and yang, and the sword energy stirs up in all directions.

Master Ran Deng's eyes narrowed, feeling a pressing pressure.

boom!

Air explosion.

Master Ran Deng took two steps back, his expression a bit ugly.

This was not over yet, a sword light as bright as day struck, the sword's intention was extremely domineering and mysterious.

Master Ran Deng did not dare to neglect, and he slapped the hand seal with his right hand fiercely. There were golden swastikas on the palm, showing his sacred meaning.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the battle was inseparable, which shocked the monks watching the battle.

They didn't expect that Li Tiedan was so strong that he could confront the Ran Deng Master head-on!

"It's fun, it's so fun!" Li Wujie's eyes flashed with excitement, and the kitchen knife in his hand chopped like a violent storm. It seemed to be without any rules, but in fact it was rough and detailed.

Master Ran Deng is getting more and more irritated. With his level of strength, he can't even defeat a junior?

Fortunately, Master Ran Deng changed his fighting style and put one hand on his chest, as if he had become a Buddha on the spot. Infinite golden light erupted from his body, and his whole body seemed to be made of gold, natural and flawless.

Dang Dang Dang~!

The crisp metal collision sounds were dense and loud, making everyone's eardrums vibrate.

"Huh?" Li Wujie was shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut through the opponent's body.

The blade he slashed with was blocked by the golden halo.

Master Ran Deng said with a proud look on his face: "Donor, don't do any useless work. Even if you chop for three days and three nights, you won't be able to do anything to me!"

See it.

Li Wujie coughed up phlegm and spat on him angrily, "he~tui!"

"Obstacle!!" Master Ran Deng was furious. Feeling that he had been humiliated and humiliated, he punched out with all his strength, and the wind of his fist tore apart the trees.

With his indestructible body, he is indeed invincible.

But that’s all!

Because he couldn't defeat Li Wujie, and Li Wujie couldn't hurt him, the two sides couldn't tell the result even if they fought for three days and three nights.

Everyone was frightened at first, then bored, and some even yawned.

Bang!

A heavy crack.

The two figures distanced themselves tacitly.

Li Wujie snorted coldly: "Old bald donkey, are you a bastard?"

Master Ran Deng felt very unhappy, but because of his status, he pretended to be inscrutable, clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "Donor, why are you bothering? After all, we are only here temporarily."

His tone contained a hint of threat!

You fight me back and forth here, you feel very majestic, don't you?

You have the guts to stay here for the rest of your life, but if you go out, you foolish young man will die!

Li Wujie was about to speak, but suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ear, so he closed his mouth and retreated respectfully to Ye Junlin's side.

Ye Junlin flicked his fingers and said lightly: "I took this medicinal king. You people from the Hanging Temple came to grab it, but you are ignorant and deserve to be beaten."

Master Ran Deng narrowed his eyes, "This donor, from the moment you made a move, the nature has changed. Besides, who stipulates that if it falls on the ground, it belongs to you? I believe that only what you get is yours!"

Then.

The white-browed old monk stepped out step by step, his whole body was shining with golden Buddha light, and there were countless tadpole-like Sanskrit around his body, and the sound of chanting came from all directions.

His direction was the best medicinal king!

He was relying on his strong defense to ignore Ye Junlin and his men and take it by force!

"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!" Hong Qianye's eyes were burning with anger. He had never liked Buddhism. Seeing Master Ran Deng so arrogant, he wanted to take action.

Master Ran Deng took a ten-meter step and said calmly: "As compensation, this medicinal king will belong to me!"

At this moment, a slender figure with extraordinary temperament appeared in front of him.

The other party clenched his fists, aroused the blood in his body, and the spiritual energy within a radius of 500 meters was attracted. A vague golden halo formed behind him, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

"Old bald donkey, do you really think no one can cure you?"

Boom!

Ye Junlin sneered and punched hard, with the momentum of subverting the nine heavens and being invincible.

This is the Fighting Saint Fist! !