Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"Enough with the nonsense!" Liang Ting shouted like a thunderclap before Wu Gensheng could even reply.

Its massive, towering body shot out like a cannonball, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the blue brick floor, before slamming down with a heavy punch.

This attack was without any probing; it was pure, brutal violence to the extreme!

"You bald guy, you're asking for it!"

Old Master Ren had just taken a direct hit from Shi Jiantian's lightning, greatly reducing his combat power, but he still forced himself to cheer up, crossed his arms to block, and let out a strange "hoho" laugh from his throat.

clang--

A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew like fireworks!

The blue bricks beneath Old Master Ren's feet shattered inch by inch, and he was crushed, sinking half a foot into the ground.

But the bluish-black scales on his arms emitted an eerie dark light, and he actually withstood the heavy blow.

"Such a tough body!"

Liang Ting grinned, showing no fear whatsoever; instead, the ferocity in his eyes intensified. "Take another punch from me!"

His right fist, as big as a fan, was bulging with muscles, and the dark veins under his skin writhed like living things, bringing with it a howling wind, as he punched towards Old Master Ren's face!

Before the fist even arrived, the powerful and unparalleled force of the punch made the scales on Old Master Ren's face rustle!

A yellow glint flashed in Old Master Ren's eyes.

Old Master Ren seemed to be provoked by Liang Ting's brute force and threw a punch as well!

Bang! ! !

The two fists collided, producing a dull thud like battering rams striking each other!

The shockwaves rolled and spread out in a visible manner, even causing a number of tiles to fall from the roof of the hall!

"So strong!"

Although Chu Sheng had witnessed the two fight once before, he was still shocked by their violent power when he saw them again.

Although not as terrifying as the heavenly lightning summoned by his master, this clash of pure power made the men's blood boil even more.

On the contrary, it makes men's blood boil even more.

Liang Ting stumbled back three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

Although Old Master Ren did not move his feet, several scales on his arms were shattered, oozing out a dark green, viscous corpse fluid.

"This old zombie's strength has increased so much?" Liang Ting scratched his head, looking at Old Master Ren in surprise.

"The Maoshan sect's exorcism of evil is not to be interfered with by others!" Mao Xiaofang's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he shouted at Lin Fengjiao and Master Simu:

"Change your robes!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the three of them moved almost simultaneously—

Mao Xiaofang pulled an apricot-yellow Taoist robe from the package.

The robe is embroidered with eight trigrams and cloud patterns in gold thread, and each shoulder is adorned with a tai chi mirror the size of a copper coin.

With a turn of his body, a Taoist robe appeared on him, and his aura suddenly rose to a height as imposing as a mountain peak and a deep pool.

Lin Fengjiao removed her outer garment, revealing an indigo-blue ceremonial robe underneath. The chest was embroidered with the Twenty-Eight Constellations in silver thread, and each cuff was sewn with seven Five Emperors Coins.

The robes fluttered without wind, and the star chart faintly shimmered.

The Four-Eyes Taoist was the most exaggerated—he directly tore open his outer robe, revealing a "treasure robe" with pockets sewn all over it!

Each pocket was bulging, filled with countless magical artifacts and talismans.

He chuckled and took out three copper bells from his chest pocket, hanging them on his left shoulder, right waist, and back of his neck respectively.

The three Taoist priests, dressed in their robes, stood side by side, exuding a solemn and awe-inspiring aura that stirred the heart.

"Holy crap... these old guys are really going to get serious!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Yu Chuda felt a surge of excitement.

"He is quite handsome."

Chu Sheng thought to himself that he should get a decent Taoist robe when he got back, so that he would truly look like a disciple of Maoshan.

"Charge!"

Mao Xiaofang gave a sharp shout, and the three of them stood in a triangular formation, each forming a hand seal.

hum-

Three streams of true qi of different colors soared into the sky, intertwining in the air to form a triangular net of light covering half of the flower hall!

"The Three Powers vanquish evil, seal the heavens and lock the earth!"

As the light net pressed down, Old Master Ren suddenly felt a weight on his body, and his movements slowed down by 30%!

"roar--!"

He roared in fury, the black scales on his chest flashing wildly in an attempt to counteract the suppression of the formation.

Master Four Eyes casually pulled out three throwing knives and tossed them forward:

"Lord Laozi, may your decree be swiftly fulfilled... by imperial decree!"

As soon as the word "imperial decree" was uttered, magical patterns immediately appeared on the three flying knives, their sharpness intimidating.

Puff puff……

Two of them pierced into Old Master Ren's shoulders as easily as cutting tofu, while the third was blocked by the black scales on his chest and bounced away.

"Oh! It's quite hard..." Master Four Eyes chuckled upon seeing this, not at all disappointed.

"Fire, come!" Lin Fengjiao swiftly changed her hand gestures and chanted softly.

Several fireballs suddenly condensed in mid-air around him, and they all slammed into Old Master Ren, causing him to scream repeatedly.

"Senior brother, grab him! Don't let him get away!"

While Master Si Mu and Lin Fengjiao were trying to restrain him, Mao Xiaofang had already gathered a great deal of lightning power in his hands.

This great battle can be ended with just one sword piercing Old Master Ren's heart.

"Good!" Mao Xiaofang would not miss the opportunity. He thrust his sword forward, aiming directly at the black scale on Old Master Ren's chest!

"stop!"

Before Liang Ting had even had his fill of fighting, he roared at the sight, and his shirt ripped apart, shooting out three black rope guns that aimed straight at Mao Xiaofang's back!

"You wicked demon, how dare you!"

Lin Fengjiao and Master Simu shouted angrily in unison, about to intervene—

"No need!"

Mao Xiaofang was prepared. With a flick of his left hand, a golden talisman was released in response to his invocation.

Ding ding ding...

All the rope guns were blocked by the sudden burst of golden light!

"roar--!"

It was precisely because of this obstruction that Old Master Ren got a chance to catch his breath. Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and fled!

"Senior Brother!" Lin Fengjiao and Master Simu flashed to Mao Xiaofang's side, their tone questioning.

"You all go deal with the hairy zombie first, I'll hold off this monster!"

Mao Xiaofang realized that Liang Ting would not give up easily, so he immediately decided to hold him off.

"good!"

Lin Fengjiao and Master Simu were also decisive people. They glanced deeply at Liang Ting, then turned around and chased after Old Master Ren.

"You bastard!"

Liang Ting tried to stop the two with his rope gun, but Mao Xiaofang parried it with his sword.

"You monster, how dare you act so violently!"

Mao Xiaofang takes it upon himself to subdue demons and monsters, and Liang Ting's actions have already crossed his bottom line.

He flipped his hand, and three fire talismans shot out—

Bang bang bang!

The talisman exploded, and flames immediately erupted around Liang Ting.

If his body hadn't been modified by some strange technique, he would have been a human torch by now.

"Very well, I didn't expect you Maoshan Taoists to be so belligerent!"

"If I can't kill that zombie today, I'll take my revenge on you!"

Liang Ting simply gave up chasing after Old Master Ren, and unleashed all six black rope guns, covering Mao Xiaofang like a net.

"Master!"

A fierce glint flashed in Chu Sheng's eyes, and he was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by Mao Xiaofang:

"Take the Wind Chaser Weasel and go help your two martial uncles capture Old Master Ren!"

"That's the real scourge!"

"But you..." Chu Sheng looked at Liang Ting, who looked like a monster, and hesitated for a moment.

"Go quickly! You don't need to worry about this!"

Mao Xiaofang's tone turned serious, clearly unwilling to lose face in front of his apprentice.

"Your disciple obeys!"

Without further hesitation, Chu Sheng handed the Colt M1911 he had just taken from Ren Fa to Yu Chuda, then grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and pressed it onto Ren Fa's neck wound. He hurriedly gave Ren Tingting a few words of advice before taking Itachi and chasing after them.