Fantasy sign-in: Lao Tzu is rich

Chapter 68

"Hmph, chance?"

The lord Ying's playful face made Si Xiang very aggrieved.

"Boss Mei, I don't think this person has a cooperative attitude yet, and needs further training."

Mei Gan nodded, and twenty Martial Emperors approached.

"stop!"

Lord Ying moved back a little bit, but the broken limbs couldn't be controlled anymore.

"Minister! I believe! I believe in you!"

"Hey, Lord Ying, believe me, this will be the beginning of the Skeleton Gate's glory!"

hum!A burst of terrifying coercion hit, and Mei Qiandengdeng, who had the worst cultivation, stepped back a few steps and was supported by an elder, but the blood flowing from his nostrils and the bulging veins on his forehead all showed that he was suffering now. It's tough.

"Master?"

Si Xiang's voice was a little trembling. After joining the Skeleton Sect for many years, he hadn't met the Sect Master a few times, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

A handsome young man in a purple and luxurious gown stepped through the door.

"Not bad, everything is pretty good except for the weakness of cultivation base. It has a bit of heroic potential, but it's a pity that the weak cultivation base is enough to kill you!"

The figure of that person turned into afterimages, and he walked towards Meigan at a high speed. The elders of the Martial Emperor level along the way were unstoppable, and they were all pushed away by invisible forces.

Mei Gan had a fierce look in his eyes, he knew he was in danger this time, so he would be sorry if he didn't fight!

"Savage Clash!"

boom!

The ground under Meigan's feet exploded in an instant!

"Moo!"

Around his body was a red phantom, vaguely in the shape of a bull's horn, carrying a path of gravel, Mei Gan rushed towards the man!

"interesting!"

The young master slowly stretched out his hand to welcome the impact of Meigan.

Rumble!

The house suffered disaster, with a bang, it exploded from the inside to the outside, the roof flew to nowhere, and a room full of Martial Emperor masters were pushed out by the blast.

When the dust settled, the young man in purple stood proudly, with one hand unchanged, but Mei Gan was already lying on his back on the ground a few meters away, unable to move even a single step.

"It's kind of interesting, but that's it? Then you're dead."

Meigan, who was bleeding from seven holes, reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the blurry figure approaching, muttering some vague words.

"what?"

"Nest eat Ni. Tatsuya"

"What's the mess?"

"He said he will be your uncle in the future!"

"Who?"

From his appearance to the present, the young man in purple has always had a calm expression, but his panic just now is hard to hide.

He is indeed Emperor Wu, if someone can quietly touch him less than half a meter behind him, then this person must be Emperor Wu who is stronger than him!

"Young people nowadays like to bully others because of their high cultivation level. It's quite like my demeanor back then. I also have this hobby."

Wu Ding was about to pat the young man on the shoulder, but the purple-clothed young man disappeared in place and reappeared at another place a few meters away, but the palm was still firmly on his shoulder, as if both of them were still standing. Same in place.

"Ah!" A destructive force invaded the shoulder of the young man in purple.

"Is it so weak? Now Emperor Wu's threshold is so low?"

"Old stuff!"

"Tsk! The mouth is neither big nor small!"

Snapped!Everyone present was shocked, no one would believe him when he said it, but he actually witnessed a scene where Emperor Wu was slapped!

"Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

Simple and rude!

Wu Ding squeezed the young man in purple by the neck, slapped the slap, and asked if he was convinced after the slap. After several struggles, he was ruthlessly beaten back, making everyone feel delusional.

That's it?Just Emperor Wu?

But in fact, within three meters of the two of them, there was not even dust, and they were all blown away by the surging internal force.

Seeing this scene, Mei Gan couldn't laugh or cry, this Wu Ding must have observed the cultivation of the purple-clothed young man first, otherwise he would have arrived long ago, so cautious!

"Submit! Submit!"

The young man in purple was finally subdued, Wu Ding let go, and he moved his chin joints while closing his mouth.

"Early clothes and early work."

"nonsense!"

Wu Ding turned around to look at Mei Gan, with a smile in his eyes: "How long will it take to get up and talk?"

"Mr. Wu, why did you go early? I was almost beaten to death!"

"Morning? I was afraid I couldn't beat him, but I didn't expect it to be a"

"Eh?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it."

The few people who were still calling back and forth just now started a verbal battle between you and me. It's really unpredictable in the world of masters.

Mei Gan really didn't get up that night, and she regained her energy early the next morning, dragging her body without any pain, and was supported by Wang Dali to Wu Ding's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wu Ding and the young man in purple drinking tea comfortably. The scene of slapping their mouths last night was no longer there.

"Yeah? You're recovering pretty quickly. You just said you're going to rest for a few days."

The young man in purple looked up and down the dried plums.

"Come on, sit down, this Zhang Ziyi is the master of the Skeleton Gate, despite his tender appearance, he is also 80 years old!"

Emperor Wu, it's so easy to cultivate, looking young is just because of his beauty.

"Senior, how offensive you were last night."

"Hey, let's not be hypocritical. We didn't know each other last night. It's quite surprising that such power can be revealed at such a young age."

Wu Ding smiled mysteriously, as if he knew a secret that others didn't.

"He has no internal strength."

"Oh, huh?!"

Zhang Ziyi's eyes widened all of a sudden, he stood up and was about to step forward, when he suddenly thought of something, look at Wu Ding.

"Go, it's interesting." Wu Ding smiled.

Mei Gan felt the comfort of spying on her internal force again, and felt very strange in her heart. Did these two regard themselves as research targets?

"No, this dantian not only has no internal strength, but also has nothing. It seems to be the result of congenital dysplasia. This physical body... is really powerful, stronger than the average Martial King."

"Interesting, isn't it? Hey, he doesn't have any inner strength, but he can fight against King Wu. That move last night was awesome, isn't it powerful enough?"

"Indeed, if it were Martial King Dacheng, he might not be able to handle it."

"Boy, tell him." Wu Ding took a sip of his tea and looked at Zhang Ziyi with a smile, as if it was his credit for the prunes to be so weird.

"Uh, how do I start?"

"Hey, just tell me what kind of person your master is!"

"I don't know, I haven't met a few times."

"How? Mysterious?"

Zhang Ziyi nodded affirmatively, and Wu Ding continued to ask.

"Did he ever teach you the method of cultivation?"

"No, just put your finger on my forehead, and I fainted. After waking up, what Master said to me is enough for a while, and he will appear when it is time to come back or when there is trouble."

"Look, an expert is an expert."

Zhang Ziyi looked longing and yearning again: "Preaching the Tao and teaching karma between pointers, what kind of cultivation base and what kind of realm is this!"

Wu Ding whispered to Zhang Ziyi: "I think his master must be watching him secretly!"

"Oh? How can you see it?"

"You asked him to say, where did he get so much money?"

Mei Gan pondered for a moment: "Master said that money is something outside of the body, to him it is dung! He has plenty of this kind of dung. After Master leaves, as long as I am short of money, I will have a lot of money in my arms the next day! "