Such a wooden sword is simple, ordinary, and common, and looks like it is made out like a child playing. Some parts are even twisted and made very rough.

If it is made for the little carpenter, the craftsmanship will definitely be more than ten times stronger than this wooden sword.

But although the wooden sword is ordinary, it depends on who used it.

The sword stood between the little carpenter and Wang Xinjiang out of thin air. The left envoy suddenly slapped with his terrifying power, but it didn't move at all. Instead, Wang Xinjiang was subjected to huge force and staggered back.

With just this move, the right and wrong will be judged immediately.

Wang Xinjiang stepped back and looked up, but saw a Taoist who had broken through the wall of the hall and broke into it.

The wooden sword kept trembling in front of the little carpenter. After a few seconds, it suddenly flew past and fell into the hands of the Taoist. The elders and children of Maoshan all bowed to the Taoist, calling him "President."

The Maoshan sect was wearing a formal outfit, a purple humming scarf, a golden silk and silver thread embroidered with the Yuluo Xiaotai, a purple Taoist robe with sun, moon and stars, a Taoist boot and white socks, behind him were wearing a male and female sword, the female sword was unsheathed, the male sword was hidden in the sheath, and the gourd fish drum Yin and Yang ring was worn. Standing there, upright, like an immortal.

One person can be a thousand riders.

Wang Xinjiang suffered some loss and jumped back, his face unstable. When Dong Wangguan saw this scene, he didn't want to weaken his aura, so he sneered and said, "What Maoshan Master, in front of me, is just a native chicken and a tile dog - Wu Na Dao, come and report it to the name."

The head sect had two long beards, and the wind blew him, making him feel extremely cool. At a glance, he knew he was a master of enlightenment.

Faced with Dong Wangguan's provocation, the Taoist did not care, but said with a smile: "I'm Xiaxuqing."

Dong Wangguan stood forward and said coldly: "My Dong Wangguan and you Maoshan have never been in conflict with each other, and they have no relationship with each other. Now, you stinky Taoist priests come to me for no reason, what is the purpose of it?"

The head of Maoshan, Xu Qing, said calmly: "Your actions are contrary to the harmony of heaven. When Maoshan sees the road is uneven, he will shovel it. What's wrong?"

He said it lightly, but Dong Wangguan was furious and scolded: "If you want to bite a mouse and meddle in other people's business, you have to see if you have the ability. Hum, let me tell you the truth. I have me remembered today's matter. Even if you run away with your ability, I will kill Maoshan, break your mountain gate, and tear down your temple where you pretend to be a god. See what else you have to use to deceive those ordinary people..."

He cursed angrily, but Wang Xinjiang, who was beside him, shouted angrily: "Master Dong Lu, what's there to say with these bulls? Come on, kill them..."

Wang Xinjiang's words were like Mars, and they ignited the already irritable Dong Wangguan.

The guy roared: "Get my weapons."

Two people carried his weapons, but they were a pair of dark eight-petal round melon hammers.

The hammer is as big as the head of a big fat pig, and the handle is as thick as an adult's arm. When the two of them lifted over, they seemed particularly difficult to whimper.

Dong Wangguan walked over and took it with both hands, but it seemed as if nothing was there, and was relaxed and relaxed.

This guy is not only weird in character, cold and ruthless, but also born with divine power.

Only in this way can this guy do such things as heaven and man resentment, but he lives to this day without any trouble.

With a pair of hammers in hand, Dong Wangguan stepped on his legs, but stepped on the bluestone slab and cracked it inch by inch. Then he roared angrily, as if it was the power of a dragon and elephant. With a run-up, he rushed towards Xu Qing, the head of Maoshan.

As soon as the guy moved, the madmen around him shouted and rushed towards him.

For a moment, it seemed like I had returned to the ancient battlefield, with murderous intent soaring into the sky.

After the head of the Maoshan people arrived, they were full of fighting spirit and held the weapons in their hands and prepared to attack back.

Just as the two sides were fighting together, there was a loud noise, and the snow garden building where everyone was trembling, and then the house above collapsed suddenly.

Suddenly, when a huge change occurred, most people didn't know the reason, but they looked for places to hide.

Only those in the decisive battle circle, regardless of the influence of external objects, suddenly fought together.

Rumble...

The snow garden building collapsed down, and countless beams, floor slabs and bricks fell down. With his understanding of the building, the little carpenter pulled Xiao Tao next to him into a corner next to him, just avoiding the impact of the collapse of the house.

After the collapse was over, the movements on the top of his head stopped a little, and the little carpenter held his teeth and pushed away the broken floor slab above his head with Xiao Tao.

In the thick smoke and dust, there was chaos around, with extremely low visibility, and you could only see the sound of weapons colliding around you.

The little carpenter jumped to the ruins, reached out to pull Xiao Tao up, grabbed the broken knife with his hand, and looked towards the most intense battle, but saw Taoist Master Xu Qing fighting against Dong Wangguan, who was holding a double hammer.

Although Dong Wangguan looked fierce and a pair of heavy hammers waving in his hands as light as chopsticks, he was in a disadvantage in an instant.

He was so pressed by Taoist Xu Qing that he couldn't raise his head with a wooden sword.

Dong Wangguan finally realized the power of Maoshan, especially the pressure this Taoist priest Xu Qing brought to him was something he had never met in his life, and he suddenly became a little panicked.

While trying his best to stop him, he asked loudly for help: "Sir Zuo, Zuo Jung, this old mao is really strong, come and help me."

He shouted twice, but did not respond. He couldn't help but look back in surprise, but was attacked by Xu Qing's wooden sword. He rolled in a hurry, completely gone away from his previous arrogance and arrogance.

All his energy was full of energy and instantly restrained.

However, when he rolled up from the ground and tried to resist Xu Qing's magical sword technique, he heard bad news from his subordinates behind him: "No, after Wang Zuozeng took his men to collapse the restaurant, the eagle hook nose of Su's surname was covered by the strong wind, and he escaped from the east, killing our two brothers..."

ah?

Dong Wangguan, who was already forced to become crazy, was about to collapse when he heard the news.

What's the situation?

Didn’t I just talked well, but I was preparing to choose an auspicious day to list, open a branch, and then hold my thighs to the peak of my life?

Why don’t you tell me that your thighs are thick and not thick? Why do you still run so fast?

I also told me not to talk and go together...

Fuck you, you went together, why are you the only one?

Dong Wangguan was full of grief and anger, and immediately became interested in retreating. However, he was entangled by the old Taoist Xu Qing and could not break free. He could only fight and retreat, and was in a mess.

Fortunately, although the King Zuoshi turned his back on the mercilessness, the subordinates who had followed Dong Wangguan over the years were still loyal. Even when facing such a situation, they did not abandon him. They rushed forward and protected their wings from left to right. Even if they could not resist a few rounds, they still tried their best to save them, without any timidity.

The bravery of these people finally gave Dong Wangguan a time to breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the subordinates around him and couldn't help but sigh a lot.

It is these people who share the interests that are the most trustworthy.

As for the others, whether it was the Qing Dynasty's restoration society or the guys who just killed people and fled, they were all bastards.

Dong Wangguan, who had recovered, immediately showed his heroic nature. After observing left and right, he led everyone to the east, and the fast gun camp people waiting outside were also rushing towards this side.

The two sides were originally blocked by the restaurant, but the collapse of the restaurant gave them a chance to reunite. However, Maoshan had no way to stop it because of the inconsistency of personnel after the collapse of the building.

After Dong Wangguan successfully joined the people from the Quick Gun Battalion, he immediately repelled Maoshan's pursuit with his powerful firepower advantage.

This wave of firepower caused most people in Maoshan to find places to hide.

Only a few elders led by Xu Qing kept approaching here with the help of the cover of the ruins.

Dong Wangguan was obviously scared by Xu Qing and directed everyone to retreat to a small building next to him.

He wants to occupy the commanding heights and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

At the same time, he shouted to the tiger-headed tuo beside him: "Go quickly and notify people to transfer the cannons to me. I want to kill these guys..."

The originally chaotic team gradually restored order under the command of Dong Wangguan. They occupied a high building next to the Xueyuan Building. The first and second floors here are brick and wood structures, the third and fourth floors are high, and there are also low buildings around them. Hundreds of people from the Quick Gun Battalion occupied the commanding heights. The firepower was concentrated, making it difficult for people on Maoshan to move forward.

Even a top expert like Xu Qing cannot pass through this rain of bullets.

Seeing Xu Qing rushing out several times, but forced him back by the rain of bullets. Dong Wangguan, who was originally a stray dog, regained his original confidence.

He stood on the roof, holding the heavy and terrifying eight-petal round melon hammer in both hands, and shouted loudly: "Miscellaneous men from Maoshan, come, come to your grandpa's place!"

He shouted and scolded the people around him: "Where is the cannon, why haven't you transferred here yet?"

Someone else replied: "Thu Ye is going to urge me."

Dong Wangguan cursed: "Send someone to come here again..."

The man hurriedly left, and Dong Wangguan turned around, looked at the ruins in the distance, and said coldly: "When has it been? Now is the age of spears and cannons, you..."

At this moment, his words suddenly stopped because he felt a little shining above his head and a dull thunder sound.
Chapter completed!