Qingcheng Taoist Temple is a veritable first-class cultural relic of China.

This is a priceless treasure in history, which occupies a very high position in Taoism, but today it is occupied by six young people.

One of the young men in jade robes looked contemptuous, ignoring the strange looks of nearly a thousand people, and kept wandering around the Taoist temple, playing with cultural relics.

The ancestors of Qingcheng and others were livid, but they did not dare to act rashly. Four of the elders had threatened them just now, and he was injured with a random palm.

Ye Kong from Wudang is also here. He has a pair of very handsome eyebrows. In addition, he has great strength and high prestige.

I saw a Qingcheng disciple whispering: "Brother, do you think Alliance Leader Ning Tao will come? These people look difficult to deal with."

"Hmph, how can the Alliance Leader take action at will? We alone are enough to give them a good drink," Ye Kong said calmly.

"Bang……!"

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard something break.

Everyone looked in shock and saw a hand-written edict tablet at the feet of the jade-robed young man. It looked very ancient, like an important cultural relic, but it was broken at the moment.

The ancestors of Qingcheng, Ye Kong and others were dumbfounded, and then they felt angry. The edict stele was given by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty from the royal family. Having experienced it in the hands of Master Zhang, it is definitely a treasure of this Taoist temple.

"Asshole, you definitely did it on purpose!"

Hearing this, the jade-robed young man showed contempt, and actually raised one foot to crush the edict tablet into powder.

Hong Meng's disciples were so angry that they were about to burst into flames. Some of them wanted to take action but were stopped by the Qingcheng Patriarch.

When the three men and two women saw this, they didn't seem to see anything. Only one of them, a proud woman in colorful clothes, frowned slightly and sighed secretly.

"What, you are not convinced? Still want to hit me? Come on, let those so-called Shaolin bald donkeys you call come over, I will send them to death one by one."

The young man in jade robe is extremely unruly.

The woman in colorful clothes frowned, sat on the eaves and shouted: "Lu Yusong, don't go too far. If you dare to mess things up, let's see how the deputy palace master deals with you."

Upon hearing this, the jade-robed young man snorted angrily, but fear clearly flashed in his eyes.

The eighteen Arhats in the center of the dojo twitched their mouths, and one of them, the Dragon Subduing Arhat, took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "We are the Shaolin people mentioned by the donor."

Um?

The six young men and women were stunned at the same time.

"Aren't you a bald donkey? Why do you have hair?" Lu Yusong looked disdainful.

The Arhat Who Subdued the Dragon had no expression on his face, but said coldly: "May I ask what the benefactor's intention is in provoking me, Shaolin? I think we have nothing to do with each other, right?"

"It's not a festival, but because of one sentence we already have it," Lu Yusong said with a cold smile.

"What?"

"Haha, I know!"

Suddenly, a chuckle came from behind, and he walked out of the crowd with an arrogant aura.

"Wu... Wu Sheng!" Ye Kong looked shocked.

"You are so bold, you actually dare to call the inspector of this immortal world by his name. Do you know how big a crime this is?" Wu Sheng glared and scolded Ye Kong loudly.

The latter and Hongmeng were confused, what... the Immortal World Inspector? When was this guy?

Seeing his silence, Wu Sheng came to Lu Yusong and others like a proud cock. To everyone's surprise, the six of them nodded slightly at the same time.

Seeing this, Wu Sheng wanted to lift his head to the sky and said with a friendly smile: "Guys, these eighteen people in front of you are the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin."

Then he proudly said to the crowd: "The young master in front of you is Lu Yusong, a genius from the Qijue Sect, one of the twelve Tiangang Sects in the Immortal Realm."

"Tiangang... Qijuemen?"

Everyone was confused when they heard it, but if they could hear a little bit, it looked very powerful.

Seeing this, Lu Yusong raised his head proudly, seemingly enjoying the admiration from everyone.

"To tell you the truth, Master Song is here to check everyone's strength and give you some guidance. He also heard that Shaolin is the best in martial arts in the world, so he wanted to teach you something," Wu Sheng held Lu Yusong in his arms and said with a smile.

"I think you said that to him," Ye Kong said with an unkind expression.

"Yes, it's me, because I want you frogs in the well to see what the power of an immortal is. You should feel honored."

Wu Sheng looked pitiful.

"Clang boom!"

The Dragon-Subduing Arhat slammed the vajra to the ground and said coldly: "Then please enlighten me."

The Seventeen Arhats instantly took a fighting stance.

However, when Lu Yusong saw this, he said disdainfully: "Do you think you can win with just a large number of people? Go away and find someone who can fight."

As he said that, he pointed at the group of people watching and said contemptuously: "These are some messy cultivation systems. Come here and die."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's faces turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Immediately, five or six people walked out in dissatisfaction, including an A-level peak gene user, a fire power user, a strong man, and a barefoot ascetic...

The six great infant refinings really caused an uproar.

"Let's see what he does now. Let him be arrogant. I really think that our supernatural world is so easy to mess with. Maybe a few masters will tear him into pieces later."

A group of young people said excitedly.

The Ice Fairy of Kunlun Realm, Zhan Liu, the skinny old monster... these people all watched in secret without saying a word.

However, Lu Yusong snorted coldly: "You are so underestimating me. Five or six people are not enough to fill the gap between your teeth. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you will think that I am a soft persimmon."

"Hmph, who doesn't know how to talk nonsense? You didn't know where you were learning to walk when I dominated the supernatural world," said Han Bangzi and Li Huo with a look of dissatisfaction.

The ascetic monk sneered: "Boy, it's too late to beg for mercy now, otherwise we won't be merciful later and we'll be embarrassed to kill you."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lu Yusong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his terrifying strength suddenly burst out, and then he took a step... into the air.

The expressions of the six people changed dramatically in an instant, and Li Huo lost his voice and said in horror: "God... God realm, he is God realm."

"Seven Evil Palms!"

A huge palm print was shot towards the six people.

"No... no, immortal, please spare your life... ah!"

"Boom boom...!"

The entire Qingcheng Mountain trembled, and a dozen young people who were close to him vomited blood and retreated violently, with a look of horror on their faces. Such a young man was actually in the divine realm.

Killing six people with one palm, no suspense.

Just when everyone came to their senses, Lu Yusong actually smiled and slapped another palm, and this time the target was... the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin!

"No, my life is at stake...!"

The faces of Subduing Dragon Arhat and others showed despair.

The ancestor of Qingcheng should have been able to save him, but he just glanced at those people and restrained himself.

"No...don't!"

Ye Kong and others' eyes were splitting, that was their familiar Taoist friend, a member of the Hongmeng disciples' family.

"Bah!"

Suddenly a crane roared in the sky, but before they could look up, there was a roar in their ears.

"Boom!"

This palm was actually more powerful than the previous one, and the solid dojo was completely destroyed.

When the strong wind dissipated, Ye Kong and the others looked up with pale faces, and saw that there was only one figure left in the collapsed dojo.

"Eh!"
Chapter completed!