Poverty

Chapter 9 Paper Pricks!
The door seemed to be blown by the wind, but there was no one outside the door, only the empty yard.

The proprietress is a very light sleeper, and she usually sleeps with the latch on the door.

At this moment, he was disturbed by this light sound.

Her muscles tensed and she held her breath.

pat, pat...

There were indistinct footsteps outside the door, as if knocking on the heart of the proprietress,
The air froze like a mass of ice.

"Who?"

The proprietress asked, Li Yanchu was the only one living in the yard.

But the heavy footsteps of the man suddenly stopped, as if
It seemed that someone was standing outside the door.

There was a faint moonlight in the courtyard at this time, but there was no one at all outside the door.

"Daoist Yanchu, is that you?" The proprietress summoned up her courage and asked.

however.

There was no breathing, no footsteps, no movement outside the door, just silence.

pat!

Footsteps sounded again, this time as if they were closer to the door.

The air seemed extremely thick, and it was so oppressive that it was impossible to breathe.

But in the room with the closed door, the sound of man's footsteps could be heard, approaching the proprietress step by step.

A gloomy aura instantly enveloped the entire room.

"Ah! Who!?" The proprietress exclaimed, holding the quilt with both hands and covering her chest, her expression extremely terrified.

But there was no sound at all outside, and the screams inside seemed to be unable to spread at all.

The air was as cold as an icehouse.

The proprietress felt a little stiff.

As the shopkeeper of the inn, she was much more determined than ordinary women, but when she encountered this situation, she still fell into great fear.

The proprietress was desperate, and she yelled, as if it couldn't reach the outside at all.

Completely isolated into two worlds.

The man's footsteps were getting closer and closer to her.

Li Yanchu, who was practicing next door, suddenly looked down. After practicing the "Huang Ting Dao Jing", his inspiration was much higher than that of ordinary people.

He looked at the house of the proprietress.

boom!
next moment!
The proprietress's hard door was suddenly split open by a huge force from the outside, and it was blown to pieces.

The huge sound shook the entire room, and several thick cracks were cracked on the wall at the door.

"court death!"

With a yell, Li Yanchu, with an unstoppable murderous aura, like a whirlwind, directly raised his knife and charged towards the bedside.

In the bedroom, the proprietress was being dragged step by step into the darkness, her whole body was cold and stiff, unable to resist.

When she heard the door being knocked open and the sound of shouting, the painful look on her face relaxed, revealing a relaxed look of relief.

The next moment, a man who seemed to descend from a god, with his blood like an oven, appeared in front of the proprietress with a knife in his hand.

The proprietress was taken aback, and she spoke up! ?

At the same time, I was a little stunned, no wonder my younger sister Fang Qinglan wanted to invite Daoist Yan Chu to live in!

Li Yan held the knife at the beginning, and his eyes were like cold electricity, with a deep and gloomy light that did not match his age.

Without even thinking about it, he slashed at the proprietress in front of him!
puff!
The proprietress in front of her was torn apart.

Ah!
The illusion was shattered, and a ghostly man with a thick blush on his face screamed out in pain.

"Are you pretending to be a ghost?"

The muscles in Li Yanchu's arms twitched, and he swiftly slashed at the paper-stuck man's head.

Chi!
The air seemed to be cut open, and there was a sonic boom.

He knew very well that this thing was dangerous, no more than that lecherous ghost from the Chen family, as soon as he made a move, he would strike with all his strength.

but.

This weird and eerie paper pierced people with an astonishingly fast speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Li Yanchu's back felt a chill, and the man with red blush on the paper pierced his face unexpectedly appeared on his back.

Li Yanchu's Qi and blood surged, and he slashed directly behind him, and the sharp and hot Liuyang Jin was attached to the knife.

The strength of Liuyang is as strong as Yang, which can effectively restrain this kind of dirty thing!

call!
The gloomy paper piercer blew a cold wind on Li Yanchu, and a chill enveloped Li Yanchu in an instant.

Yin and Yang are insoluble!

However, a pure and warm innate qi in Li Yanchu's body suddenly circulated from the qi sea dantian all over his body, and the qi and blood in his body were instantly ignited.

This is Huang Ting Dao Jing to cultivate the innate qi!
Eliminate all evil!

Under the blessing of innate qi, Li Yanchu's qi and blood boiled, and he was not afraid of this ghost's yin qi at all.

Directly slash at the paper piercing man!
The pale paper-stitched man screamed, smashed the door and escaped.

"Want to go!"

Li Yanchu directly raised his knife and chased him out!

The red blush paper pierces people very quickly.

But Li Yanchu was faster!
The huge force directly chopped the courtyard gate into pieces!

boom!
Li Yanchu chased after him, and fought against the ghostly paper man.

clang!
clang!
clang!
Unexpectedly, there was a huge sound of gold and iron clashing, Li Yanchu's six yang strength was great, and the tyrannical strength of five or six hundred catties was actually repelled by several steps.

However, the killing blade in his hand is extremely restrained against the paper piercer.

The short knife that Li Yanchu had always used as a pig-killing knife was actually a sharp blade that had killed hundreds of people on the mountain.

It is also a relic of the Northland swordsman who died abroad.

The evil spirit is extremely heavy.

Coupled with Li Yanchu's sharp and scorching Liuyang energy, the more he fought, the more courageous he became!

Completely suppressed this paper-stitched man with red blush on.

boom! boom! boom!
Li Yanchu's slashing directly knocked the paper back. Although the arm didn't bleed, there were scorched and burnt marks on it.

Liuyang Jin can be attached to weapons and directly invade the opponent's body.

Li Yanchu became more and more courageous as he fought more and more, with one sword being heavier than the other, he was fierce and domineering.

His fist was also extremely heavy, with a trace of thunder sparks.

Bright thunder and lightning resounded in the pitch-black night, each time making the breath of the paper pierced man a bit weak.

The knuckle soaked in the blood of a black dog has a natural restraint effect on evil things!

It is estimated that this paper piercing man has never seen such a weird Taoist magic weapon in his life.

at this time.

Many people rushed over with torches.

All I saw was a man in Taoist robes, slashing at the air with a short knife with a thick back and a thin blade.

Is it possible to hit lightning sparks with one punch?

"It's Daoist Yanchu!"

Many people knew Li Yanchu and blurted out.

The paper pierced man fell to his knees when Li Yanchu cut him with a knife.

Boom!

The hard bluestone floor suddenly shattered, cracked like a spider's web.

Li Yanchu took a step forward and punched the man with the paper pierced man in the eye, and the brilliant Lei Fa immediately lit up.

A scream sounded from the mouth of the gloomy paper pierced man.

puff!
Li Yanchu's arm muscles tensed, and he slashed at the neck of the man with the paper pierced man.

This time, the blade of killing karma attached to Liuyang Jin directly cut off the head of the paper piercing man!
A face was pale, and the head of a paper pierced man with red blush on it rolled to the ground, and there was no blood gushing out of the headless body.

Appeared directly in front of everyone, then turned into ashes and dissipated in the air!

In the crowd, everyone looked at this scene in surprise, feeling cold all over their bodies!

(End of this chapter)