Uncle Nine: I became Master Qianhe, and my fame resounded throughout the Daoist sect.

Chapter 288 Xiao Li's Cultivation is Destroyed

"Yes, Xiaoli said she was forced by the ghost messengers!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Xiaoli's eyes as she looked pitifully at Qiusheng and Wencai.

Then he looked at Chizuru, trying to play the victim.

Chizuru sneered, "Do you think I'd believe that?"

Xiaoli glanced at Shi Jian, then at Qianhe's purple robe. She knew that the person in front of her must be an important figure. She gritted her teeth and suddenly knelt down with a thud.

There's no other way but to play the victim and wait for Grandma to kill Chizuru later!

"Taoist Master, I had no choice. It was the ghost messengers who forced me. If I didn't listen to them, they would make my soul disappear."

Qianhe raised an eyebrow, looking at her mockingly: "Ghost messenger? Why would a ghost messenger force you?"

A hint of resentment flashed in Xiaoli's eyes: "That ghost coveted my beauty and wanted to make me his plaything. I refused, and he..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shi Jian grabbed her neck with one hand and sneered.

"You old pig-dog, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

"what......."

Xiaoli didn't expect Qianhe to act so decisively, grabbing her neck without hesitation and giving her no chance to talk nonsense.

Damn it!

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She thought viciously to herself, but still maintained a pitiful expression, saying, "Daoist Master, I really..."

Chizuru snorted coldly, lightning suddenly crackling in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Do you think we'd believe your endless lies?"

Do you really think I, Zhong Fabai, am a three-year-old?

As Qianhe's voice fell, the lightning of the Heavenly Thunder Transformation Hand surged forth.

For a moment, lightning struck, stunning the entire area.

The Taoist priests who were still exorcising ghosts all looked over.

Those who fought alongside Qianhe in the Xiangxi Campaign and against Dafangbo Feijiang all know that Qianhe possesses lightning-based martial arts skills, so it's not surprising.

Those who didn't know were all astonished.

They were unaware of Chizuru's incredibly powerful lightning technique.

"Is this the Lightning Thunder Fist?"

Frost Fairy asked the other Kun Daoist friends in surprise.

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"Me too, it seems to be the same as Senior Brother's."

The female Taoist priests shook their heads as they spoke.

A Taoist priest who had fought two peak matches with Qianhe shook his head and explained, "No, this is the Heavenly Thunder Transformation Hand created by Senior Brother Qianhe himself. Its power is comparable to Senior Brother's Lightning Thunder Fist."

He actually wanted to say it was stronger than Lightning Strike Fist, but his senior brother was there, and he was afraid that if he said it, things would get messy.

Frost Fairy was speechless upon hearing this.

I never expected that Senior Brother Qianhe would have such skills, actually creating his own lightning-based technique.

Amazing, Chizuru!

"Huh? Is that the Lightning Thunder Fist? But, it's not." Shi Jian looked on in surprise.

It's clear that the situation is unclear.

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At this moment, the lightning in Chizuru's hand became even more dazzling, and Xiaoli was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, begging for mercy.

He cursed inwardly for Chizuru's lack of tenderness and consideration for women.

However, she still pretended to widen her eyes in terror and struggled desperately.

"Master, spare my life! I'm telling the truth!"

However, Chizuru remained unmoved, and the lightning struck Xiaoli directly.

With a series of crackling sounds, black smoke billowed from Xiaoli's body. She screamed in pain, her previous pitiful appearance and pretense gone.

Lightning washed over her entire body, giving her a thorough bath.

Soon, her cultivation was completely destroyed.

This is Chizuru's goal.

"Ah, Uncle-Master, you're too domineering."

"Yes, Uncle-Master, why are you making such a fuss without distinguishing right from wrong?"

Qiu Shengwen shouted after reading it.

The next second, the two were slapped away by Chizuru and sent flying, spitting blood in mid-air.

"You two worthless junior disciples, what are you saying!"

Qianhe's face darkened; at this moment, he truly wanted to cripple Qiusheng Wencai.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine shouted, "Junior Brother Qianhe, show mercy!"

He did indeed see anger in his junior brother's eyes.

This is not false.

"This female ghost has hundreds of years of cultivation; even your great-grandmother would have to call her great-grandmother! And you're telling me you don't distinguish right from wrong?"

Qianhe glared at Qiusheng Wencai with a rebuke.

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Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai covered their swollen faces, filled with resentment.

Even though you're my senior apprentice, you can't hit us in front of so many people. You're making us lose face.

Qiu Sheng, his neck stiff, shouted, "But she looks so frail, how could she possibly lie to us?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Taoist priests burst into laughter.

"Utterly foolish!" Uncle Nine said with a dark face, stepping forward and slapping Qiu Sheng.

"Snapped."

But he wasn't satisfied and took a few more puffs.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap."

"You bastard! Your martial uncle is right. How dare you say she's weak? I'll show you her true colors!"

Uncle Jiu, in a fit of anger, turned around, made a hand seal, and struck Xiao Li's face with a spell.

The next second, Xiaoli's rotting face appeared in front of Qiusheng Wencai.

The two screamed in horror after seeing it, and then began to vomit violently.

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