Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3025

Just as the white-bearded old Taoist felt a sharp pain in his nose and was about to bleed, the wooden handle on the tail of the Horsetail Whisk was still moving in the air. The white-bearded old Taoist wanted to grab it in a hurry.

"Pa!"

Suddenly, he knocked on his forehead again with the floating stick.

"Ouch." The white-bearded man's head screamed in pain, and he subconsciously held his head with both hands.

"Pa!"

All of a sudden, it was his chin again!

When he hurriedly protected his chin, it was on his shoulder again...

Above his head...

On his face...

On his nose...

Looking from a distance, the white-bearded old Taoist seemed to be dancing, twisting his body wildly with an inexplicable rhythm.

Up, down, left, right.

At the same time, the white-bearded old Taoist was accompanied by all kinds of different screams of different styles.

From a certain point of view, this was even more magical than magic.

The white-bearded old Taoist twisted his body, making him look extremely beautiful and weird.

The members of the Mysterious Man Alliance laughed heartily. The three people from Earth, Manfred, Saber Twelve, and Liu Fang, laughed even harder.

The disciples of Heaven Four Palace were all so angry that their faces were flushed red. They wanted to help but everyone knew that charging forward was just courting death. They could only watch helplessly as their sect master was treated like this...

This wasn't even a beating; it was a complete humiliation...

They could do nothing but stand there awkwardly!

No one knew when Zhong Beihai had buried his head even lower. He almost put his head into his pants.

However, unlike the other disciples, Zhong Beihai was not angry at all. In his words, his senior brother deserved to be beating like this.

That's f*cking Samuel. Why did his senior brother provoke Samuel?

Suddenly, Samuel stopped, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand, and handed it to the white-bearded old Taoist seriously.

At this moment, the white-bearded old daoist had long been paralyzed from the beating. His body's mechanical body continued to block in the east, block in the west, and continue to "dance" like crazy and not tired at all.

After a long time, he suddenly realized that the pain had disappeared. When he looked up again, he saw that the stick on the tail of the horsetail whisk was still aimed at him. He subconsciously moved again, and then he reacted more awkwardly.

The white-bearded old Taoist looked at Samuel with an extremely contradictory look in fear and anger. Of course, he was angry that Samuel played tricks on him like a monkey, and he was afraid that... After all, this was not over. If he suddenly came again, he could only continue to jump up and down.

"You..." He was about to curse, but he didn't dare to. No matter what, he took his horsetail whisk directly from Samuel's hand and put on a good posture again.

If he had been like a fairy before with a flick of his horsetail whisk.

Now...

"Puff!"

"Hahahaha!"

The entire Mysterious Man Alliance burst into laughter.

Hong!

The white-bearded old Taoist, who seemed to have great momentum, put his strength on the spot fiercely, but before he could pretend, the figure of Samuel turned into flowing light, the next second, the white-bearded old Taoist had disappeared.

When she reacted again, there was a muffled sound on the wall.

The white-bearded old Taoist's body was almost the same as Chen Shimin's. He was directly thrown into the wall and was inlaid...

Before he could put on airs, it was over.

Samuel loosened his grip gently and shook his head helplessly. If he wanted to fight in such a place, he would really turn this place upside down.

How could Samuel just watch as everyone was in danger of the zombies without protection?

Therefore, Samuel attacked the Taoist without giving him any chance.

"You!" His body was embedded into the wall, but the white-bearded Daoist stared fixedly at Samuel. He was shocked, frightened, and enraged.

" Young man, you are so despicable." After a long time, the white-bearded old Taoist finally found a reasonable reason for himself and shouted angrily.

Samuel found it very funny. On the battlefield, fists and feet were supposed to be the first move. No one knew what kind of broken method the bearded old man had practiced. It would take him such a long time to gather Qi and gather strength. How could he blame others for being so fast?

"You're right. He is despicable and shameless. If he has the guts, let go and fight." A disciple immediately agreed, but as soon as he shouted, he regretted it. When everyone looked at him, he glanced at Zhong Beihai, who was pretending to be dead, and chose to pretend to be dead.

"Old man, I don't want to talk nonsense with you for the sake of the innocence of so many disciples under your sect. But if you dare to force me to continue or do something big in the room, I will definitely throw you out and feed you to zombies. I, Samuel, will keep my word."

After that, Samuel got up and was about to leave.

"Wait, what... what did you just say?"