Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 61 Fighting
But these three fellows were indeed arrogant, two red-robed Taoist priests, together with Chanjiao Liu Qiao, there were six other people in the field.

And this old man Zhuifeng and Epilepsy joined forces, but they were all [-]v[-], but they still looked indifferent, obviously not paying attention to the remaining six people.

Nahu Niezi took the lead in attacking the two red-robed Taoist priests with a powdery mist and a burst of sweet aroma.

"It's just peach blossom miasma, you dare to show it off!"

The blue-faced and long-toothed red-robed Taoist smiled, and waved his sleeves, a gust of wind rose from the ground, blowing away the powder mist, and then drew out the hilt of his sword and jumped into the air.

The other red-faced and bearded man also used double hooks to specialize in the bottom lane.

These two Taoists are obviously from the same master, and their martial arts methods are well coordinated, and they both went to kill Hu Niezi.

Hu Niezi was not surprised when he saw that the powder mist spell was broken, and when he saw the second-hand man coming to kill him, he also took out a tin staff from his treasure bag.

This stick of teacup was thick and about ten feet long, and it was decorated with nine golden rings. When it danced, not only the wind whistled, but also the golden rings collided, making a crisp "jingle".

This tin staff is a magic weapon, powerful and heavy, with just a light shake, it brushes aside the sword light stabbed by the blue-faced Taoist from the top.

The red-faced Taoist took the opportunity to loop his double hooks around the tin rod, and with one hook back, he was about to remove the tin rod.

Hu Niezi, he used a technique of pulling up the mountain, turned the stick one by one, and fished it up. Not only did the red-faced Taoist stagger, but he almost snatched the double hooks from his hands.

"Hey, two Daoists, the martial arts are so unbearable!" Hu Niezi was indeed superb in martial arts, and was besieged by the two of them, walking around while chatting and laughing.

The two red-robed Taoists were so angry that the three corpses jumped violently. Since they are not equal in martial arts, they will fight with each other.

The red-robed Erdao made a feint, and jumped out of the circle again. The green-faced man took a deep breath, opened his mouth and exhaled, and the field flew sand and stones in an instant.

With a breath of fresh air, it turned into gusts of wind that destroyed mountains and trees, and gathered into a group like a tornado as thick as a bucket, blowing towards Hu Niezi.

Hu Niezi smiled, took out the magic weapon from the treasure bag and threw it away, but it turned out to be a piece of pink yarn.

When the thin gauze was lifted up, it immediately dissipated in waves of pink smoke, like a screen, covering Hu Niezi's body.

The blue-faced Taoist priest was panting, the wind howled, rolled up the trees, and the sand and stones made the haze sway for a while, dripping powder mist, like a necklace falling, but he still couldn't break through the seemingly thin pink mist.

"Brother Daoist, I'm here to help you!" Seeing this, the red-faced Taoist also used his supernatural powers to deflate his already red cheeks like charcoal fire, and opened his mouth to vomit. .
A red light flew out, and the scorching heat distorted the void, and the wind from the green-faced Taoist helped the fire. A little divine flame turned into a fire dragon dozens of feet long, and burned it towards Hu Niezi.

When the pink mist met the divine flame, it made a "chi chi..." sound, like oil being refined in a hot pot. The sweet and greasy aroma turned into a stench like rotten flesh.

But the miraculous mist of mist is Hu Niezi's housekeeping magic weapon, which was made by picking up the miasma of rotten peach blossoms in southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, peeling off the cocoons, and spending hundreds of years of hard work to refine it.

Since there are more than [-] restrictions, they are infinitely useful. If they are placed in the left side door, they are considered superb treasures.

Regardless of the breeze, no matter how the divine flame burns, it still never burns through the mist.

After a while, the two red-robed Taoist priests were exhausted, and the fire gradually died down.

Hu Niezi looked at the right time, and as soon as he urged the magic weapon to restrain it, the misty mist changed its magical effect, and the pink light rose sharply in an instant, pushing away the flame and the strong wind.

With a loud shout, Yan Lan harvested a piece of pink yarn, and flew tens of feet in the air in the blink of an eye, before the two red-robed Taoists had time to escape from the wind, they were wrapped by Yan Lan.

"Ah..." Two wails, Er Dao was hit by peach blossom miasma, his eyes were red, he was burned in the fire, he took off his clothes and rolled on the ground.

After a while, his whole body was red and breathless, but he was burned to death by the fire.

The fighting skills of the immortal family are so dangerous, one careless move, and thousands of years of practice will be nothing.

When Hu Niezi was fighting, Zhui Fengsou and Epilepsy also fought against Liu Qiao, but it was not as smooth as this side.

Huang Tianhua, Chang Long confronted Epilepsy.

The insane immortal sacrificed the Dharma bowl, it swelled several zhang against the wind, and he took it down towards Chang Long, but seeing that Chang Long's mana was the highest, he wanted to take it down first.

Huang Tianhua at the side couldn't bear to make a move, seeing the bowl flying towards Chang Long, he quickly sacrificed the flower basket in his hand.

This water spark basket was refined by Daodezhenjun for a hundred years in the early years with the authentic immortal method. It is specially made to hold the fairy grass and elixir. It is made of excellent material and has 32 restrictions.

Although most of the restrictions are used to lock the loss of fairy spirit and contain medicinal materials, but it is not easy to come from the hands of the Great Immortal and Taoist Zhenjun.

At this time, when he sacrificed, he saw a cloud of clear light emerging from the edge of the flower basket, and he took a photo of the giant bowl flying from the sky, and fixed it in the air.

"What kind of sorcery is this!" Epilepsy was shocked, and hurriedly cast a spell, urging the magic weapon to restrain it from the air, but it seemed to be blocked by an inexplicable force.

It has been sacrificed for hundreds of years, and the eleven-level restriction is like a hand, but now it seems to be malfunctioning. The magic formula is played, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no news.

"Haha, sacrifice as many magic weapons as you have left!"

Huang Tianhua laughed triumphantly, and silently chanted the incantation of the magic weapon, the flower basket rose in the air, and the clear light illuminated the magic bowl, and it turned around.

The large bowl, which was several feet long, turned into the size of a palm, and was put into the water spark basket by Qing Guang.

Chang Long saw that the epilepsy had lost his magic weapon and lost most of his magical powers, so he hurriedly pulled the steel spear and stabbed at him.

Daoist Madman hurriedly pulled out another emerald green bamboo pole from the treasure bag, waved it, the blue light flickered, and pointed it at Chang Long to light the steel gun.

That bamboo pole is also miraculous, it was head-to-head with iron guys, it only heard the "clank" sound of gold and iron, but it was never cut by a sharp blade.

Huang Tianhua also took out the hilt of his sword, jumped into the ring, and Chang Long surrounded and killed the Epilepsy Immortal.

Epilepsy Immortal's martial arts are mediocre, but after more than ten times, he couldn't hold on, seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly performed Taoism again, only to see him "choke" and two white air flew out of his nose.

This thing is the heresy sorcery that he practiced. He has practiced it for many years, and the breath of magic that makes the sorcery sacrifice is not only a secret technique, but also a magic weapon. It is called Sanposhu.

Regardless of human beings or immortals, as long as the five qi and three flowers are not completed, there is nothing to stop, even if the sun god who has practiced for thousands of years, if he accidentally hits this technique with one move, his seven souls will be scattered in an instant, and he will fall to the ground.

It's just that he didn't know that Daozhenjun Yuanshen Dao was good at doing good things, and he had already figured out all the secrets. Knowing his hand, he drew amulets on everyone's hands in advance.

Seeing the two white qi coming, Chang Long hurriedly spread out his palms according to Zhenjun's instructions, and silently recited the secret mantra, releasing a breath of Dharma qi into his palm.

In an instant, the golden light of the cinnabar magic talisman in the palm was hidden, and the white air was separated by two or three feet, and the golden light immediately dissipated.

Seeing that his own abilities were all suppressed by him, Epilepsy was panicked and didn't dare to fight any more, he hurriedly swung his pole and forced Huang Tianhua away, setting up a gust of wind and smoke, he was about to escape.

"Where is the Taoist mad!" Chang Long yelled, turned into wind and smoke, grabbed the steel gun, and stabbed at the escape light three or four times, "噗嗤" There was a sound of sharp blades entering the flesh.

"Ah..." The insane Taoist let out a scream, and was immediately scattered, revealing his figure from the smoke cloud, with blood spurting from holes all over his body.

This person was pretending to be crazy and doing a lot of evil, how could Chang Long spare him, directly smashed the gun from above, beat his brains out on the spot, trembled a few times, he was already dead beyond death.

Speaking of Liu Qiao and Yang Ren in this room, it is extremely dangerous to meet the old man chasing the wind.

Zhuifengsou's fighting skills are deeply rooted, and he knows the truth that the first strike is the strongest. As soon as Pu makes a move, he directly displays his strongest ability.

The golden light in both eyes pierced through the void like flying lightning, and struck towards Liu Qiao and Yang Ren.

These two inches of light are the innate Taoism of Zhuifengsou. After hundreds of years of practice, he has already developed supernatural powers.

The so-called supernatural powers, as if born in nature, swing like an arm, move quickly, and don't need the slightest magic power, they are already close to Taoism.

Liu Qiao and Yang Ren's Taoism skills were too poor, before they could use the life-saving talisman in their palms, the two golden lights were already in front of them.

Seeing that the two of them were about to follow in the footsteps of the blue-clothed Taoist, the two inches of light suddenly turned around in front of their eyes, and then turned back and flew towards the old man chasing the wind.

"Where is the master, hide your head and show your tail!" Zhuifengsou looked like he had seen a ghost, and quickly retracted the two inch lights of Daoshu, and shouted around with fear in his heart.

But just now, there has long been a true moral monarch who sent an invisible and formless supernatural power from thousands of miles away, relying on his great supernatural powers to forcibly turn the world around and block the inch light back.

This kind of supernatural power scared Zhui Fengshou to the bone, knowing that the two of Yang and Ren were secretly aided by Shang Sheng Gao Zhen, so he dared not act presumptuously, and he would escape with Taoism.

Yang Ren came to his senses, quickly opened the sword bag, and pointed Mo Xie's sword in the box towards the light, a circle of starlight flew out from the tip of the sword, about the size of the mouth of a cup.

"Ah..." With a scream, Zhui Fengsou fell from mid-air and crawled on the ground, his lower limbs and legs were broken neatly, but they were sliced ​​off by Mo Xie's sword.

It was Yang Ren who gave up his mercy and had the precepts of Yuxu, so he never ordered to kill, but cut off his legs with Mo Xie sword as punishment.

At this time, the epilepsy over there was dead, and Hu Niezi had just settled the two red-clothed Taoists, when he saw Fengdian, one dead and one maimed, he was terrified.

He claimed that his magical skills were not comparable to those of the two mad men, no matter how he dared to fight again, he set up a storm and wanted to escape.

"Masters and uncles, Hu Niezi has done a lot of evil, don't let him go!" Seeing that he was about to escape, Chang Long quickly reminded him.

Yang Ren didn't want to hurt life anymore, so he had to sacrifice Mo Xie sword again after hearing the words.

This sword has been practiced by Daode Zhenjun for thousands of years, and it is the first magic weapon for killing in Ziyang Cave. It is also an extremely powerful treasure in the three realms. Even ordinary great sects and immortals cannot escape, let alone a mere scattered person.

That Hu Nie Zi Du Guang had already flew to the sky in the blink of an eye, when he felt a strange sound behind him, he hurriedly pushed the Yan Lan Magical Artifact away, only to hear a "stab".

That unafraid of water, fire, knives and guns, a treasure of the sect that was restricted by more than [-] weights, was cut into two pieces by Jian Guanglian's magic weapon.

"Ah..." Hu Niezi only has half of his body left. Although the generation of the immortal family is tenacious in life, he has not lost his strength for a while, but he can't escape the light, and the two parts of his body fall from the sky.

Before he landed, Chang Long had already thrown a steel gun and directly strung the two parts of his body into a gourd, and Hu Niezi was killed on the spot.

"I'm here to be such a villain, my uncle is not considered a precept to kill!" Chang Long Jishou said.

Seeing Yang Ren nodding his head in satisfaction, he stepped forward and stabbed the old man chasing clouds who was still screaming to death.

The reason why Qingxu Daodezhen invited Master Changlong and his disciples was not because he wanted to support them because of their magical powers and skills, but because he taught them outside the teaching, which happened to be used to kill people.

It's also the same teaching, so don't worry, Jiang Shang's disciples can also be trusted, and it can prevent his disciples from prescribing killings in advance.

Liu Qiao's master and apprentice knew this well, and discussed it before coming.

Chang Long felt that he had killed quite a few people anyway, and Liu Qiao couldn't hold back Chang Long if he had to blame him, so he had to let him.

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　　Introduction: Jin Yan woke up and found himself in a place full of eerie things.

　　The dark world, the night falls, and the strange night travel.

　　As night falls, all kinds of ghosts roam the world.

　　Killing mortals everywhere, absorbing mortal yang energy, and feeding on mortals.

　　Ordinary mortals are generally powerless to resist, and can only hang their necks and wait for death.

　　And Jin Yan's predecessor was a member of ordinary mortals.

　　Not only that, Jin Yan found out unfortunately after waking up.

　　He was about to become the village's choice to ignite the yang energy in his body.
　　Became the sacrificial Yang Lantern abandoned by the village to attract evil in the dark night...
　　
　
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