Ye Tian looked at Zhao Chong with his eyes slanted. A special spiritual energy emerged from Zhao Chong's body, but in Ye Tian's eyes, it was extremely weak.
"Ye Tian, you'd better not get involved in our village."
"I still say the same thing. You go your way, and I go mine. We stay out of each other's way. How about that?"
"Not very good. As the village chief, you deceive the people and are a disaster."
"Ye Tian, you don't give me any face at all."
"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Ge Erjing laughed again.
At the same time, he said to Zhao Chong, "Please ask the Immortal Li Tieguai to teach this thief a lesson."
“Yes!”
Zhao Chong spoke in another voice, as if it came from heaven.
"Is there something wrong?" Ye Tian still looked at Zhao Chong with sidelong glances.
"How dare you insult the gods."
"Looking for a fight."
Zhao Chong suddenly rushed out. Although it was only one leg, it was very fast. He kicked Ye Tian with one foot, speaking ancient words.
"boom!"
Ye Tian stretched out his hand and punched Zhao Chong on his shoe. Zhao Chong retreated but was not injured, and swung his fists again.
Zhao Chong's finger was originally broken, but it seemed to have recovered.
His fists were like a gust of wind, continuing to smash towards Ye Tian.
"This is?"
Ye Tian had already realized something was wrong, so he reached out again and grabbed Zhao Chong's neck.
"How dare you touch the Immortal?"
Ye Tian didn't even look and just used force.
“Oh my god!”
Zhao Chong squeezed out these words, and then his body began to tremble. Ye Tian still did not stop and continued to pinch.
“Ahem!”
Zhao Chong, the Iron-Crutch Li, started foaming at the mouth. Others also saw it and were frightened by Ye Tian.
"I!"
Zhao Chong's eyes were about to pop out, like dead fish eyes.
Ye Tian exerted force again, and Zhao Chong was about to be strangled to death.
"Save me!"
Zhao Chong used up all his strength and finally said this sentence.
"I thought you were really Li Tieguai." Ye Tian said disdainfully and threw Zhao Chong to the ground.
"Wow!"
Zhao Chong started vomiting, obviously suffering from gastrointestinal reflux, and looked at Ye Tian in horror.
Ye Tian is fearless and has amazing strength.
"Pretending to be a ghost, are you a Southern God Fighter?"
Ye Tian recognized the weapon Zhao Chong used. It was formerly known as the Divine Fist, also known as the Divine Fight, a folk method of inviting a spirit to possess one's body. This method is similar to the method of using a spirit to summon a spirit.
It’s just that the spirit mediums in the north invite immortals, that is, various spirits.
The southern divine fists and divine strikes, on the other hand, are performed by summoning the gods from the thirty-three heavens. It is said that after summoning the gods, one can climb a mountain of knives and dive into a wok of oil, with immense power.
"You know?" Ge Erjing widened his eyes. He didn't expect Ye Tian to know.
"Is it useful? Is this what you use to bully the villagers?"
“Puff!”
Ye Tian stepped directly on Zhao Chong, and Zhao Chong screamed again.
"Tell me, what did you do?"
"I don't dare anymore. Please let me go. I just helped collect the money. It was me who released the people to Qu Hong's house. I also obeyed the village chief." Zhao Chong was really scared now.
Tell everything.
"Ge Erjing, do you have anything else to say?"
Ye Tian faced Ge Erjing again. Ge Erjing looked at Ye Tian and sneered, "Okay, let's compete today."
"I'll let you understand what the divine fist is."
"Disciple, I look up to the blue sky. All the masters are by my side. The eighteen Arhats and the twenty-four gods are supporting me."
"Teaching the ruler to drag the knife, the dragging knife turns into goose feathers, the iron ruler turns into lamp wicks, and the curled stone turns into bubbles."
"One's body becomes bronze and iron, and becomes Mount Tai."
…
Before Ge Erjing finished chanting these spells, Ye Tian kicked him.
"boom!"
Ge Erjing screamed, smashing the tabletop and even the statue of Guan Gong, and fell directly down.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You still want to fight?"
"Who told you that a fight has to wait until you finish your spell?"
"If I had a gun, I would have shot you directly."
Ye Tian once again looked disdainful and walked towards Ge Erjing.
"Hurry up and obey the order. Please invite Master Guan to come."
With a roar, Ge Erjing turned over and stood up, stroking his beard with his hand, and his whole aura suddenly changed.
Phoenix eyes, red face.
The Green Dragon Crescent Blade was placed against the wall behind him, and it was also vibrating and making sounds.
This knife really weighs over a hundred pounds and is extremely huge. It stands in the corner and no one can lift it.
Ge Erjing stretched out his hand, grabbed the thick knife handle, and lifted it up in an instant.
"Village chief, mighty!"
"Master Guan has possessed us." The joint defense team members were all surprised.
Ge Erjing roared and raised the knife in an instant as if he was riding a horse.
"You rat! Guan is here, who dares to act rashly?"
"Accept your fate!"
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