proud of the sky

Chapter 458 The Great War
Zhang Muyang flicked his sleeves and smiled, instead of answering his question directly, he asked, "How did you know that I am from Huaxia?"

The old monk said with a smile: "It's not difficult. Hundreds of years ago, I went to your country. It was still the Ming Dynasty. I don't remember exactly which emperor was in power. During that time, I visited your country. The country, I have visited several masters of your Huaxia Longhu Mountain, and several comrades in Wutai Mountain. I had a good time talking in detail, and I saw their shadows in you."

"You have survived for such a long time."

"Hehe, I just said that the old monk is already a thousand years old."

"Then what state are you in now?"

"Boundary? At my level, who can tell clearly? Maybe it's a god." The old monk said here, with a faint smile.

However, before his smile subsided, Zhang Muyang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Muyang leaned forward and backward with a smile: "It's nothing, I just thought of a better life in the future, you continue to talk."

Regarding Zhang Muyang's insincere explanation, the old monk paused for a moment, without showing the slightest expression on his face, but continued: "You came to me now, what is the matter? If there is anything you need, you can Tell me, maybe old monk, I can help you."

Zhang Muyang took the teapot in the hands of the old monk, poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, and said slowly, "Why am I begging, Master, can't you see clearly?"

"Hehe, old monk, I was overthinking. Even after a thousand years, you came here to go further. If my guess is right, you have already reached the foundation building and are ready to reach the golden core realm. If you I remember correctly, what you call realms in the Chinese practice world."

Zhang Muyang shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, you remember it very clearly."

"It's fine if you don't have one. My friend, you are really amazing. I think that my old monk has lived for so long. It is really rare to see a genius like you. Even in the Ming Dynasty, even in those Taoist temples, I have never I have seen someone with your qualifications, and I really love Huaxia."

Regarding the flattery of the old monk, Zhang Muyang didn't answer at all, but instead asked: "That can't be helped, it's just so annoying, are you angry?"

"..." You can't talk about MMP this day, so can't you be more humble?Where is the friendly quality of your Chinese people?

The old monk complained to Zhang Muyang in his heart, and said with the same indifferent expression on his face: "Little friend is really quick to talk."

Zhang Muyang shook his head and said: "I'm not only fast in speech, but also slow in action." Before Zhang Muyang finished speaking, his figure flickered, and there was an extra long sword in his hand.

The fairy sword is three feet three, get to know it.

As soon as the fairy sword came out, the old monk's face changed slightly. He dodged Zhang Muyang's thunder sword, and after floating back a few meters, he asked anxiously: "My little friend, why did you suddenly attack, but old monk, how did I offend you?"

Zhang Muyang kept on stepping, with a sword approaching the old monk, he said: "You are too ugly, it affects the appearance of the city."

For Zhang Muyang's nonsensical answer, the old monk finally got angry: "Since you want to compete, old monk, you are welcome."

Seeing the opponent make a move, Zhang Muyang said: "That's right, why do you have to force yourself if you can do it?"

boom!
With a loud noise, the fairy sword in Zhang Muyang's hand collided with the Buddhist beads shot by the old monk, and there was a burst of roaring in an instant. Under this huge vibration, it seemed that the whole hall trembled.

The old monk said with an angry face: "My little friend, why do you want to kill next time? If you are blaspheming like this, then the old monk will not care about the friendship with you Huaxia a hundred years ago."

Zhang Muyang spit out a mouthful of old phlegm and said: "Qingyou, mmp, you come up to harm me with poisonous tea? Do you really think your grandpa is stupid? You want to help me break through. When will you Dongying dogs be so helpful to others? , This is not in line with the setting God gave you."

Zhang Muyang kept talking, and he acted faster.Dao after sword Qi roared out, and the sword slashed at the old monk.And every sword is surprisingly fast.Almost as soon as Zhang Muyang made a move, the sword energy had already reached the old monk's face.

Seeing that his matter was exposed, the old monk stopped putting on that sanctimonious and benevolent appearance. He grinned, and the old monk who had just paid back this was very ghostly and perverse.

"Jie Jie Jie, I wanted to tease you kid, but since you are anxious to find death, don't blame me, kid will take his life."

Zhang Muyang rolled over to avoid the ghost claws of the old monk, and said: "Old monk, do you now understand why I just said that you destroyed the appearance of the city? Look at your mirror, you look so ugly that you can do whatever you want, but this It's not the ugliest, but the ugliest is your heart, if you don't believe me, dig it out and see for yourself."

Being ridiculed by Zhang Muyang like this, the old monk who had already talked nonsense was not angry. He grabbed Zhang Muyang with his ghostly claws and said: "You sharp-toothed boy, just say something arrogant. When the time comes, you will be the delicacy in my mouth." , before going up the mountain, did you see the dense white bones? Their fate is your future."

"Is it up to you?"

Zhang Muyang's face was full of sarcasm: "You don't want to wait for the poisonous tea to explode in my body, do you think I will drink such a smelly thing? Give it back to you."

At some point, Zhang Muyang had an extra gourd in his hand, and all the tea he drank just now poured from the gourd onto the old monk.

How could such a thing be a threat to him? Zhang Muyang poured it out, just to ridicule him in terms of IQ and spirit.

The old monk's face became more ferocious at this time, and he didn't know whether it was due to Zhang Muyang's anger or some other reason. Now his eyes were red, as red as will-o'-the-wisps.

"Huaxia brat, do you think I only have such means? As I said just now, I am a god, and I only rule over all gods, and you are just a reptile in front of me."

Zhang Muyang smiled disdainfully: "Is God as talkative as you are? I've been scolding you for a long time, please give me some reaction." After he finished speaking, he put his long sword on the back and gestured with a middle finger.

"Roar! Arrogance!"

After the old monk roared angrily, he pointed his fingers in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a palm shadow seemed to descend from the sky, pressing straight towards Zhang Muyang.

"It's kind of interesting."

Zhang Muyang raised his head and glanced at the giant palm shadow that was pressing down from above, and with a long sword behind his back, he stabbed upwards suddenly, and the palm shadow disappeared without a trace.

"Unfortunately, it's also rubbish."

Zhang Muyang sneered and said: "If you are a goddamn god, if you don't show some real skills, then you will fall, are you ready?"

(End of this chapter)