After a cup of tea, the masked Taoist closed his wide open mouth and walked quickly to Wu Feng who was curled up on the ground with a painful face. He didn't care whether he could speak now, so he couldn't wait to ask: Boy, you just made such a profound Taoist method of drawing talismans in the air. How did you learn it quickly?

The masked old Taoist was obviously very excited and his voice was trembling. For practitioners, a profound Taoist method is undoubtedly one of the most important things to be sought in this life. The masked Taoist refining corpse pills, using evil ghost tricks to collect souls, and also wanted to steal the little ghost baby and the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword. Isn’t it just that he wants to make himself stronger? In the eyes of the masked Taoist, this ability to draw talismans in the air is a hundred times more important than any magic weapon of interest.

He spent his entire life practicing the Tao of Talisman into a shocking ability like a talisman sword. The boy in front of him seemed to be less than twenty years old. How did he practice such a unique skill as Void Talisman drawing?

Therefore, when the masked old Taoist saw Wu Feng use the Void Talisman, the first thought was that Wu Feng must have had some tricks, or that after the guidance of a master, he had cultivated the ability to draw talismans in the air at such an age. The only pity was that this young man was young after all, and he didn't seem to know how to use his own cultivation. Now he was seriously injured and fell into his own hands.

Wu Feng covered his lower abdomen and sweated wildly. The talisman just now almost exhausted all of Wu Feng's true energy, causing serious damage to his vitality. Now it is even more injured. It is so painful that it can't even make a sound.

When the masked old Taoist walked to him and asked this series of questions, Wu Feng just stared at him with angry eyes, unable to say a word.

Seeing that Wu Feng didn't say anything, the masked old Taoist was angry and stretched out a hand, grabbed Wu Feng's collar, pulled him up from the ground, and said angrily: "Boy, say it quickly, otherwise I will kill you now."

Bah Wu Feng spat a mouthful of bloody spit at the masked old Taoist, but the masked old Taoist easily avoided it and said intermittently: From the beginning, I saw that you are not a good person and call you a senior. Now it seems that you are worse than the savior of the Siam country, Weng Kuai, is more vicious than the Qingxu demon. If you kill me, talk to people like you, I feel embarrassed.

The masked old Taoist's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and a cold laugh came out, "Okay, good boy, you have such cultivation at a young age. It will definitely be a big problem in the future. It's better for me to abandon you now and let you leave all your skills." What's the use of me to help you.

After saying that, the masked old Taoist grabbed Wu Feng's neck and threw Wu Feng out with force. Wu Feng's body was like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground, and suddenly fell to the ground with a dizzy look, with golden stars coming out of his eyes, and he opened his mouth and vomited blood.
Chapter completed!