Yun Jiuqing felt that what happened tonight was too dreamlike, because this time she watched Daozhang Fan fighting fiercely with evil spirits. The shock to her was that kind of leaping collision between muscles and evil magic.

Indescribable.

Even when Fan Wu fought against Wu Xian Shen Jiang before, Yun Jiuqing had seen how Fan Wu defeated Wu Xian Shen Jiang at the last moment.

But this time, she witnessed from beginning to end how Fan Wu dealt with the strange things.

This made Yun Jiuqing feel extremely unbelievable.

Is it possible to crush monsters to this point with just a pair of iron fists and a sword?

Only Fan Daochang can do it, right?

Yun Jiuqing looked at her small fists. Her fists were actually not very weak. After all, she was a Taoist, and she would definitely be able to do some boxing and kicking skills.

However, if she is allowed to fight against monsters with just two small fists...

What is the difference between that and suicide?!

The elder who learns Fan Tao will die.

Elders like Fan Dao die faster!

But... what if she, Yun Jiuqing, also has muscles as muscular as Daochang Fan?

Think of this.

She was stunned.

Yun Jiuqing couldn't help but shiver as she began to picture herself with a muscular body in her mind.

That kind of muscle would have a different kind of beauty when placed on Fan Daochang's body.

But when it comes to her, Yun Jiuqing, it's a different kind of scary.

Humanoid monsters are nothing more than that!

beside.

Monk Zhikong has put away his nine-ring sword. To be honest, he has not used this sword since he pulled it out tonight.

No chance of using it at all.

After all, whether it was the evil ways that appeared earlier, the female followers of the Great Venerable, or the large and scary rock monster...

Without exception, they were all solved by Daochang Fan alone.

He didn't have a chance to make a move.

certainly.

Monk Zhikong's reason told him that he should be glad that he didn't have a chance to take action just now.

Because none of the evil things that appeared tonight can be dealt with by him. When it comes time for him to take action, I'm afraid it will be the time for him to die.

"Amitabha..." Thinking of this, Monk Zhikong gave a Buddhist name. He looked at the busy members of Qintiansi in front of him and murmured to himself: "If you die in the hands of such a powerful monster, what will happen to you?"

Don’t you even have a chance to see the Buddha?”

Because, dying in the hands of such a weird thing means that the whole person will be shattered and his body and soul will be destroyed.

Even the soul is gone, so there is no chance of entering some kind of Western Paradise, right?

"Amitabha... Zhikong Zhikong, what are you thinking about now?" Monk Zhikong realized that his idea was not right, and hurriedly shook off all the messy thoughts in his mind.

Then he looked at the busy Qin Tiansi in front of him.

He frowned.

I don’t know what I am thinking about.

Why are these members of Qintiansi so busy? Naturally, they want to clean up the current mess. After all, the damage caused nearby is not ordinary.

Moreover, they also had to take out the Tianji coffin from the remains of the rocky creature.

Because, the Tianji coffin is embedded in the body of the rock monster.

They can only use various means.

Various knives, axes, and chisels were used to try to destroy the hard body of the rock monster.

There was a burst of banging and banging at the scene.

At first glance, it looks lively.

Only these members of Qintiansi know how painful they feel... because they find that no matter whether they smash it with a hammer or chop it with an axe, it is difficult to destroy the remains of the rock monster.

this……

It’s so embarrassing!

The chief flag officer of the Qintian Division in Qiping County held a heavy sledgehammer in his hand. With an expression of disbelief on his face, he hit the head of the rock monster hard with the hammer head. As a result, only a few pieces of stone were broken.

The crumbs flew down.

When the hammer is hammered down, the dent created is about the same size as a copper coin, maybe just a little bigger than a copper coin.

On the contrary, the flag officer was struck by the concussive force of the hammer's handle, which made his hands feel numb.

This made him a little confused: "How to remove the secret coffin embedded in the body of the strange thing?"

Others are stupid!

When the monster was still alive, they had no ability to deal with the monster... After the monster died, they actually had no way to deal with the monster's mutilated body.

Ah this!

Doesn't it seem like Qin Tiansi in Qiping County is just a bunch of trash?

"Obviously that Taoist Fan can smash the body of the monster with two pairs of fists made of flesh and blood." The chief flag officer wondered to himself: "How come when you get to my place, even the hammer made of black iron can't be broken into pieces."

I can’t do anything about this weird thing?!”

We can’t say that Fan Daochang’s flesh and blood body is actually made of steel, right? That’s unlikely!

After all, the hammer in his hand is also made of steel!

But why is there such a big difference?

In a helpless situation.

The chief flag officer of Qintian Division in Qiping County could only lick his face and ask Fan Wu, because he saw that Master Fan seemed to be in a good mood now, and he didn't know whether Master Fan would be willing to help.

"Can't the Tianji coffin be taken out?" Fan Wu, who had already picked up the City God's Order, heard the request from the flag officer. He lowered his head and glanced at the sledgehammer in the flag officer's hand.

The head of the hammer must be as big as two ordinary people's fists, and one blow would probably blow the head of an ordinary person open.

Can such a sledgehammer smash the rocky monster?

Fan Wu had a strange expression: "You guys are the Qin Tiansi of a county, so your strength is too little, right?"

The flag officer looked embarrassed because he could not refute Fan Daozhang's words and did not dare to refute them.

He could only say sarcastically: "Daozhang Fan... yes, it's the remains of that weird thing, it's too hard."

"Pindao thinks it's quite fragile!" Fan Wu replied frankly.

Chief Flag Officer: "..."

Although what Fan Daozhang said is all true, perhaps the rocky monster is really fragile in Fan Daozhang's eyes.

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how……

It’s so heartbreaking!

Then.

The flag officer saw Fan Daozhang, who was in a good mood, walking towards the collapsed body of the rock monster.

Seeing this scene, the flag officer was very happy.

Mr. Fan agreed to help!

The chief flag officer hurriedly winked at a member of the Qintiansi. The member of the Qintiansi handed a sledgehammer to Fan Wu very wisely, and then said respectfully: "Master Fan, here you go."

"No need." Fan Wu refused: "Why are human fists so inconvenient? Why do we need tools when fists can solve things? The purity of your Qin Tiansi is too low."

"Ah?" The Qintiansi member who handed over the sledgehammer was confused.

He looked at the sledgehammer in his hand, and then at the remains of the rock monster, where he had made small holes about the size of a copper coin.

He looked at his fragile fists again.

This member of Qintiansi's brain is down.

Is Fan Daochang serious? Is this really something that can be solved with a pair of fists?

Just when this doubt arose in his mind, he watched helplessly as Taoist Fan punched the remains of the rock monster in a very understated manner.

He didn't even see Daozhang Fan accumulating strength, nor did he see Daozhang Fan showing any serious expression.

It's just a very ordinary punch.
To be continued...