"Look at the beating!" Seeing him stop, Chu Zuo immediately used all his strength to hit the former on the shoulder with a stick.
The expected screams did not come.
"Click——"
Only the stick made a crisp sound, and then broke into two pieces.
"This...how is this possible?" Chu Zuo looked at the thick wooden stick in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Jiang Tang turned back and twisted his shoulders.
It seems that the Golden Body Technique is still useful.
"Don't bully others too much." With confidence, Jiang Tang's dissipated anger surged up again. He slowly narrowed his eyes, and his voice unconsciously became cooler.
"I'll beat you, what can you do? Come on!" Chu Zuo sneered, waved his hand, and several disciples behind him immediately swarmed up.
"I told you, don't bully others too much!" Rabbits will bite when they are anxious.
Jiang Tang took a deep breath, and after smelling an indescribable stench, he frowned and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a shovel with his backhand and slapped the first disciple who came over.
"ah!"
A scream suddenly sounded out and spread across the sky.
The disciple was so slapped that his head was shaken. He staggered for a while, then his body went limp and he fell to the ground and fainted.
Just for a moment?
In just one move, he knocked out a disciple with the same cultivation level as him?
Jiang Tang held up the shovel and patted the disciples next to him.
They quickly dodged, but the shovel landed on their butts every time, as if it had eyes.
There were several more horrific screams.
"Go back and apply the medicine properly." Jiang Tang felt funny in his heart as he looked at the disciples who were lying on the ground, touching their buttocks and crying in pain.
Deserve it.
"You brat, who are you trying to fool with a shovel?" Chu Zuo stood in the middle and asked through gritted teeth.
"Aren't you allowed to use a shovel? Then change it to another one." Jiang Tang snorted, put away the shovel, and held out a rake with soil in it.
Chu Zuo: "..." Who the hell are you looking down on?
He directly took out his long sword and slashed at Jiang Tang.
Jiang Tang was already planning to break the jar.
The worst thing is to get hurt.
So he fought with all his strength against Chu Zuo.
Chu Zuo slapped and slapped and found that his precious long sword actually cracked a crack.
After beating him, he discovered that he had only a shallow scratch when he hit the person with the sword, while he himself was beaten with the rake until his clothes were ragged, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Chu Zuo felt that the script was wrong.
Shouldn't he beat Jiang Tang?
"Hey, senior brother, don't be distracted when fighting."
When this sentence came out, Chu Zuo suddenly came back to his senses and felt a chill running down his body.
It turned out that Jiang Tang was raking over with a nail, and his belt was broken up directly. His trousers, including his trousers, were raked... and they were pulled down with a nail rake!
"Jiang Tang, you are shameless!"
"Senior brother... who can be more shameless?" Jiang Tang carried the rake and pointed at the group of servant disciples who were lying on the ground and wailing.
"You!" Chu Zuo was so angry that he choked on his words.
"Jiang Tang, let's wait and see!" He glared at the former, lifted up his loose pants, found a deserted place and left quickly.
Jiang Tang glanced at the wailing disciples on the ground, pursed his lips, took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to someone, then turned and left.
The man held the bottle, stood up slowly, and looked at Jiang Tang with complex eyes: "Jiang Tang, what do you mean?"
Jiang Tang held the nail rake in both hands and stopped to look back.
"Fighting is a fight, and saving people is a rescue. They are two different things. Why do fellow disciples have to kill each other? Isn't unity good for the outside world? If you can trust me, you can take this pill internally and you will be fine in less than a day."
"We were obviously going to beat you hard just now." The disciple was startled.
"I said, a fight is a fight." Jiang Tang rolled his eyes.
"You...your weapon...why is it a farm tool?" Another disciple stood up and looked at Jiang Tang with complicated eyes.
"I'm just a tiller, what kind of sword, gun, sword and stick do I need?" Jiang Tang laughed, put away the rake, and pointed to his clothes, "I'm going back to take a bath."
When the few disciples who got up heard this, they touched the back of their heads and laughed rather embarrassedly.
Watching Jiang Tang go away, a handyman disciple quietly said: "Is he really the murderer of those two senior brothers?"
"I don't think so." Looking down at the pill poured into his hand, the disciple shook his head.
If he really kills them, he will definitely beat them to death with Kung Fu at this moment, instead of giving them a bottle of such precious one-turn elixir.
Moreover, this elixir is full of medicinal fragrance and has not been destroyed - he has not mixed it with poison. The elixir mixed with other things does not have such a pure medicinal fragrance.
Several people looked at each other, each holding their buttocks and limping back.
Since then, they have never caused any trouble to Jiang Tang.
Of course, Chu Zuo is not included.
Jiang Tang returned to the courtyard, quickly took off his clothes, and soaked directly into the cold water in the tank.
It's not too cold, the water is warmed by the strong sun.
He washed off the sour water all over his body, collected some fragrant spiritual herbs from the spiritual field space, soaked them, and then narrowed his eyes comfortably.
Thinking back to the fight with Chu Zuo and the others just now, Jiang Tang felt that he was a bully.
No matter what you despise, farm tools are also magic weapons, and they can also be used to defeat those of you who hold weapons.
I have farm tools and I am proud of them, and I use them to make utensils and I am proud of them.
Tell them to cause trouble, they deserve it.
After soaking for an hour, Jiang Tang stood up wearing obscene pants and was about to go back to the house to harvest crops and then meditate.
As soon as he stepped out of the big vat and filled the water, he stood up and suddenly met a pair of watery eyes.
Jiang Tang: "..." Is it his imagination? There is actually a woman here?
"Ah! I'm sorry, Junior Brother Jiang, I didn't mean it!" The little girl suddenly screamed and covered her face with her hands.
Just through the opening of his hand, Jiang Tang could see the little girl's shining eyes.
Jiang Tang: "..." It's not a dream, it's a living thing.
He took out a robe to wrap himself up and bowed to the little girl: "Sister, I was rude just now."
Hearing Jiang Tang open his lips, the little girl came back to her senses from her eight-pack abs.
This kid looks lean and lean, with well-proportioned muscles - coupled with his sun-dried wheat-colored skin...
No, the little girl thinks she is going to have a nosebleed.
"It doesn't matter. Well, Junior Brother Jiang is free?" the little girl coughed and waved her hands.
"Well, I'm free at the moment." Jiang Tang didn't talk to girls much, so he felt a little embarrassed.
What's more, the girl in front of him looks a little younger than him, and her face is so tender that she can squeeze out a handful of water.
Chapter completed!