Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 60 Soldiers
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed, and the white wind whistling in the ice crevice gradually weakened.

Before everyone moved, suddenly a blue-robed Taoist turned into a gust of yellow wind and drilled towards the ice crevice without making a sound.

"Ha ha…"

The insane Taoist, who was not amazing in appearance and was as dirty as a beggar, gave a strange laugh, and threw his hand very calmly, and the broken bowl with missing corners swirled out.

When the bowl is raised, it rises in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it becomes the size of a milling plate, like a huge lid.

"Ah..." The blue-robed guest had just flown out for less than ten zhang, when he suddenly felt the darkness on the top, he only came and let out an exclamation, and was trapped in the broken bowl.

The broken bowl with the size of a grinding plate smashed on the ground with a "bang 嘡", and it was as heavy as ten thousand jun. "呲" sounded.

"Hahaha...come back!" Epilepsy laughed satisfied seeing this, stretched out his hand, and the bowl turned into yellow light and shrunk, and flew back into his hand automatically.

There was only a puddle of blood on the ground, and some corroded shreds of daoist robes.

Seeing this, dozens of scattered people present had different expressions, and most of them showed shock and fear.

Liu Qiao and the others looked at Yang Ren, waiting for him to give orders, whether to besiege them together, or just use magic weapons to drive them away, only waiting for his order.

Yang Ren held the magic weapon of Moxie Sword, so he didn't panic at all. He just looked into the ice crevice with his two strange eyes, and shook his head while saying: "Be safe and don't be impatient, wait for them to attack first."

Although Daoist Madman's move was cruel, it did serve to establish his prestige. No matter what everyone thought in their hearts, none of them dared to act first.

However, the few who have real skills show disdain on their faces.

A Taoist in the same blue robe and long beard couldn't see it, and stood up and said: "Daoist insane, you are also a Taiyi Taoist after all, why are you so cruel?
The Taoist brother just wanted to go in and have a look. It is easy for you to stop him, but you want to train him to death. Who are you scaring! "

"Huhu..." No one answered, but the broken bowl flew out in the wind again, covering the long-bearded Taoist.

Should I say it or not, this demented immortal fighting method has a very high rootedness, knows how to strike first, never talk nonsense, and strikes suddenly, wanting to take down the long-bearded man with one move.

"How courageous!" It's just that since the blue-robed and long-bearded man dared to stand out, he still had some tricks. Before the broken bowl of yellow light could lock him, he twisted his body and disappeared into green smoke.

But he left with the smoke and cloud escape technique.

The Epilepsy Immortal chasing Yunsou sneered and said: "It's just a rat, how can you get out of my hands!"

Although he and Epilepsy are not brothers of the same way, they used to join forces to capture enemies in the past, and they have long been proficient in cooperating.

At this time, seeing the blue-robed and long-bearded guest turning into smoke and rising up, avoiding the lock of the broken bowl, he also performed the secret technique.

Everyone saw the golden light bursting out from the eyes of the Fengzhui old man, two golden lights about an inch apart, like two golden needles, flying out from the bottom of his eyes, like two golden needles.

Although the Lan Pao Ke's evasion technique was wonderful, but the speed was faster than that of the magic spell, and the faint green smoke was pierced by the golden needle only after flying hundreds of feet into the air.

"Ugh!" A moan came from the green smoke, and then the smoke cloud flickered, and the figure of the blue-robed man appeared, but he was hit by a secret technique, unable to support the cloud head, and fell straight to the ground.

This Lan Pao Ke was also a man of morality in his words, it was just a careless move, he was subjected to a heretical secret technique, now for some reason, his body is stiff, and he is about to fall to the clouds and fall to his death.

Liu Qiao and his party belonged to the Orthodox Church, so they couldn't see a moral person being robbed, Yang Ren quickly raised his hand and pointed, a cloud and mist suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, and caught the falling blue robed guest.

"Fellow Daoist, are you okay!" Liu Qiao and the others also shot together, snatching the blue-robed man over and asking.

The body of the blue-robed and long-bearded Taoist was stiff, lying on his back on the ground, only his face could move slightly.

He reluctantly opened his mouth and said: "Thank you for your life-saving grace, be careful of his (short-sighted) secret technique, this kind of spiritual and Taoist technique is unstoppable, my soul is nailed by his secret technique."

Yang Ren glanced at Lan Pao Ke with his divine eyes, and said in shock: "Brother Dao, get rid of your soul, there are two golden threads in your physical body that are devouring your soul!"

"It hurts me too!" The Taoist in blue couldn't help but wailed.

Yang Ren, Liu Qiao and the others turned their heads away with expressions of impatience.

"I didn't bring any elixir to heal my soul!" Huang Tianhua rummaged through the flower basket, shaking his head helplessly.

This is also the number of lives of this Taoist. Before the Chanjiao and his party came out, they were afraid of the secret arts of heresy souls, and the Daoist Zhenjun gave them enough defensive measures.

Therefore, to heal internal and external injuries, there are many pills for regulating qi, but none for healing the soul.

"I beg you all to help me to the end, I am in pain and my soul is about to collapse, please send me to the soldiers!" the blue-robed man said vigorously.

"Alas..." Everyone sighed upon hearing this.

After all, it's not the underworld cultivating immortals. It's rare for a disagreement like this to kill someone.

The casual people who were familiar with the blue robe stood up one after another, and cursed at the old man chasing the wind: "Quickly explain the Taoism with him, this chance, I just wait..."

Seeing this, the Old Man Chasing Wind and Epilepsy Immortal didn't make any further moves, but they didn't respond either, they just watched with a sneer from a distance.

"Ah..." In just a moment, the secret technique penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the blue robed guest wailed endlessly, his mind hazy.

Yang Ren shook his head, and sighed to Liu Qiao's master and apprentice: "Alas... Please draw your sword out of its sheath, fellow daoist, and help him defeat the soldiers!"

The so-called Bingjie means that there are Qi refiners who have practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years. They are refined by Yinshen. They can use knives, soldiers, staffs, etc. to dissolve the body and only use the soul to shed it.

Later generations called this fruit "Ghost Immortal", and it was just for giving up after reincarnation, but this time belongs to the ancient times, and Qi practitioners only hope to cultivate the true immortal Hunyuan Dao fruit, and no one named this "junk" fruit , only called Bingjie.

Soldiers have many benefits. Firstly, they can help people to attain the Tao. Secondly, they only get rid of their souls. The mana that has been in the body for hundreds of years cannot be taken away, but it can be contaminated on weapons.

It is also a chance to help the senior soldiers to transform an ordinary soldier into a weapon of the immortal family, so Yang Ren asked Liu Qiao to come.

Liu Qiao looked at the blue-robed Taoist, and saw that he was enduring the pain and reluctantly nodding his head, so he said no more, untied the sword on his shoulder and said to Chang Long, "Come on!"

As a Dharma protector disciple, Chang Long specialized in these murderous activities. He took the sword and pulled it out with a "clang".

Everyone turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch.

Chang Long let out a soft drink, and slashed his sword towards the neck of the blue-robed man, "噗嗤" sounded the sharp blade piercing into the flesh, fearing that he was not dead, he stabbed him two or three times.

With the third stabbing effort, the blue robed guest died, his whole body was "huhu" wrapped in clouds and mist, but his body was broken by the sword, and his spirit escaped from his body.

The illusory spirit bowed three times to Liu Qiao and his group, and then disappeared, but it was dispelled by this method and reincarnated in another calamity.

"You are all moral people. If you don't have the skills, don't come out to fight fiercely, and miss your life. It's a pity that hundreds of years of water and fire will become a cake." Zhuifeng old man sneered.

As soon as these words came out, most of the scattered people had complex expressions, weighed their own Taoism, bid farewell to their acquaintances, and left.

For a time, or set up a storm, or turn into a rainbow, more than forty scattered practitioners, 38 left.

Only Liu Qiao, Chanjiao, Zhuifengsou, Jianxian, Hu Niezi, and two other Taoist priests in scarlet gossip robes were left in the field.

These two Taoists have remained silent all this time, one with a blue face and long fangs, the other with a red face and beard, paired with a bright red gossip dress, they are somewhat fairy-tale.

"You guys still dare to stay here and compete with the old man. I think it's all self-sufficiency."

Zhuifengsou said with a gloomy smile, "Whether we are competing in Taoism or martial arts equipment, let's draw the road..."

Epilepsy also said: "The time is only one hour, it's a waste of time to fight alone, just ask them to go together."

Hu Niezi sneered and said: "Arrogance! A certain family is not those two unlucky bastards. They are going to try your two methods!"

After saying that, with a flick of his sleeves, a puff of powder mist flew out, but instead of hitting the two epileptics, they hit the two red-clothed Taoists who had been silent all this time.

Epilepsy chuckled lightly, threw out the broken bowl, and each used their supernatural powers to attack Liu Qiao and the others.

It turned out that the Old Man Chasing the Wind, the Immortal Madman, and Hu Niezi had joined forces secretly.

(End of this chapter)