Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 78 Shura
On the viewing platform, all the monks were in an uproar.

Just now, Li Ziran used the Six Paths of Mysterious Sect to suppress Jiang Youyue who was equipped with the immortal weapon, which shocked everyone.

Unexpectedly, Li Ziran released the Shura formation spirit in his second move, and was about to suppress Jiang Youyue with one blow. However, the Shura escaped before the battle and got into Jian Fusheng's body. All the monks were shocked, thinking that Jian Fusheng saw that Jiang Youyue was defeated, and used this The secret technique took away the formation spirit...

"We agreed to learn from each other, how can we help each other?"

"If you don't keep your word, what's the point?"

"Wait a minute, that Jiang family disciple only has Qi refining skills, how can he take away the powerful formation spirit of the golden elixir?"

"That's true, the people around Jiang Youyue seem to be a little evil!"

Amid the noisy discussion, Yi Jiuyang suddenly flew down from upstairs and shouted:

"What a poisonous woman. Li Daoyou is willing to spar with you, but you secretly invite others to help you and want to kill people with one sword. You are indeed a snake-hearted person!"

As he spoke, Yi Jiuyang stretched out his palm, and a blazing fire suddenly emitted from his palm, like a bright sun, hitting Jiang Youyue's heart.

Shen Mubai snorted coldly, stood up, and exchanged palms with Yi Jiuyang!
boom!
With a loud thunderous sound, Yi Jiuyang jumped back to the ground, and Shen Mubai fell next to Jiang Youyue, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

After looking at Yi Jiuyang lightly, Shen Mubai said:

"This old man is amazing. Yuanying hit me with a golden elixir, and it actually caused me some injuries."

Jian Fusheng squatted on the ground, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time.

He wanted to cry because Shura penetrated into him and his stomach hurt terribly.

I want to laugh because Shen Mubai is really good at showing off...

Jiang Youyue pierced Li Ziran's chest with her sword. She panicked and hurriedly pulled out the fairy sword. However, Li Ziran was even more injured, and a bloody sword shot out from his chest.

Li Ziran sat down on the ground, and the formation diagram under his feet suddenly dispersed. He was seen covering his chest with his left hand, taking out a pill from his arms with his right hand and feeding it into his mouth, saying vaguely:
"If I lose, Miss Jiang, please show mercy!"

Jiang Youyue hurriedly came to Li Ziran, stretched out her hand to support him, and said with concern:

"Daozhang Li, are you okay? Just now...just now..."

After stammering twice, Jiang Youyue raised her eyebrows, looked at Jian Fusheng, and cursed:
"It's all because of that damn doorman of my house. I'll beat him to death when I get back!"

Jian Fusheng knew that he was in trouble, so he didn't make any excuses. He just glared back at Jiang Youyue.

On the viewing platform, Liu Zisheng turned pale when he saw the situation under the platform. He quickly took out a jade jewel from his arms and said through the message:
"Junior Brother Liang, hurry up and send a message to the sect to invite Luo Huyuan. Director Li is injured..."

After a brief explanation, Liu Zisheng quickly jumped off the observation deck and rushed to Li Ziran's side, with an anxious and frightened look on his face.

Li Ziran was a distinguished guest from the Central Plains. This time he came to Moxiang Academy for exchanges, and the sect's senior officials paid great attention to it. Originally, he proposed to visit Guyue Lake, and the academy planned to send two elders to follow him. However, Li Ziran relied on his high cultivation level and said so. Decline.

Now that Li Ziran was injured at the hands of Jiang Youyue, if there were any consequences in the future, all the blame would fall on Liu Zisheng. How could he afford it?

Just as Liu Zisheng asked a few questions, Wan Decai rushed over. He held Liu Zisheng's shoulders, glared at Jiang Youyue coldly, and said:

"Someone comes quickly and sends Daoist Li to my city lord's mansion for treatment!"

When Jiang Youyue heard this, her beautiful eyebrows stood up and she said:

"City Lord, wait a minute, I was the one who injured Daoist Li. Naturally, I should send him to my Jiang family for treatment!"

Turning back and glaring at Jian Fusheng again, Jiang Youyue felt her teeth itching with hatred.

Originally, she had a bet with Li Ziran just to lure this guy to Jiang's house. Regardless of winning or losing, Li Ziran had to follow Jiang Youyue.

Unexpectedly, Jian Fusheng suddenly took away the true spirit, causing Jiang Youyue to pierce Li Ziran with a sword, which not only disrupted her plan, but also gave Wan Decai a good excuse to interfere.

Liu Zisheng looked at Jiang Youyue and then at City Lord Wan. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

The two of them are so close to falling out!

After a change of thought, Liu Zisheng felt that he could not wade in this muddy water, so he quickly cupped his hands at the two of them and said:

"Junior Sister Jiang, City Master Wan, and Taoist Priest Li are the guests invited by my academy! I have informed the sect that an elder will come over tonight to heal the Taoist Priest's injuries, so it's better for you two to bother!"

Jiang Youyue and Wan Decai looked at each other without refuting.

The Jiang family plans to invite you to enter the urn tomorrow and lure out all the enemies in one fell swoop. The city lord's mansion wants to wait for the army to arrive and kill everyone in the Jiang family.

The two of them had their own thoughts and were unwilling to break up in advance. Let Liu Zisheng take Li Ziran away, which was a compromise choice.

After Li Ziran took the elixir, he had been closing his eyes to heal his wounds without speaking. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said to Jiang Youyue:

"Let's go, let's go with the girl to meet my father-in-law!"

Jiang Youyue's head was covered with black lines, so she had no choice but to give him a sharp blow in the eye.

Wan Decai's face darkened when he heard this, and he hurriedly said:

"Taoist Master, you must not do this. The Jiang family just hurt you secretly, and they must have bad intentions!"

Li Ziran waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter, my mother accidentally injured my father with a sword, and that's why we met my father... Miss Jiang injured me with a sword, it was destiny!"

Wan Decai was dumbfounded when he heard this, and secretly scolded Li Ziran for being a lustful and lustful guy, and how shameless he was.

Rolling his eyes, Wan Decai quickly winked at his old father-in-law.

Yi Jiuyang was confronting Shen Mubai. Seeing that Li Ziran was about to leave with Jiang Youyue, he immediately dodged and landed next to Wan Decai, saying in a deep voice:

"Daozhang Li, the Jiang family has a bad reputation. Don't be deceived by her. You should go back to the City Lord's Mansion first and wait for the people from the academy to come over!"

Shen Mubai also landed next to Jiang Youyue, but did not speak immediately. Instead, he sent a message to Jian Fusheng:
"You take that maid Qiu Ju and go back to the Jiang family first. There is no need to look for the person who controls her mother. It is Yang Zongcan yesterday. This person is mediocre in strength, but he has learned some skills to hide his body. I will take him with him tomorrow. Just clean it up."

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he didn't care about the severe stomachache. He quickly walked into the first floor, called Qiu Ju out, and took her out of Banyue Tower and walked back along Hanguang Street.

When Wan Decai saw Jian Fusheng wanting to leave, he immediately stood up and scolded:
"Stop! Why did you secretly attack Daoist Li?"

Jian Fusheng turned a deaf ear, held Qiu Ju's waist with one hand, held her whole body under his arm, and jumped to the roof in one step!
Wan Decai snorted coldly and shouted:
"Here comes someone. This person's origin is unknown. He is probably an enemy of Daozhang Li. He is secretly lurking in the Jiang family, waiting for opportunities to hurt people... Let me take him down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the city guards guarding the street immediately moved and chased Jian Fusheng!

When Jiang Youyue heard this, she waved the fairy sword in her hand and angrily said:
"City Lord Wan, Mr. Jian is a disciple of my Jiang family. He has a clean background. I'm afraid the City Lord's Palace is not qualified to judge him, right?"

Wan Decai sneered and asked:
"I just captured him and asked him. Is Miss Jiang so excited? Is she guilty of being a thief?"

Shen Mubai patted Jiang Youyue's shoulder and told her to calm down. Then he unfolded his folding fan and smiled at Li Ziran:

"Daozhang Li, come and sit down at Jiang's house. Mu Bai has a Tianpin Qingxin Pill at home. Take it for you and you will be well tomorrow!"

Li Ziran agreed immediately and was about to get up, but Yi Jiuyang stopped in front of Shen Mubai and said expressionlessly:

"Mr. Shen, don't be anxious. I still want to ask you for two tips!"

……

Jian Fusheng held Qiu Ju in his arms and ran along the eaves on the pavilion steps. Seeing that the city guards behind him could not catch up with him, they immediately shouted:
"Catch him. This man is a fugitive captured by the city lord himself!"

When the troops in front of Hanguang Street heard this, they immediately bent their bows and set arrows. The corps commander, who had been in the sixth stage of Qi refining, jumped on the roof and blocked Jian Fusheng!

Jian Fusheng held Qiu Ju in his left hand, still unabated. He took out the Zen staff from behind with his right hand and said in a cold voice:

"Go away, Lao Tzu!"

The six corps commanders were not willing to listen, so they took their spears and stabbed Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng snorted coldly, held the Zen staff in one hand, and walked past the six people lightly.

There were shrill screams, and the six corps commanders' legs were shattered, and they fell from the eaves one after another.

Jian Fusheng sneered and sighed that these people were overestimating their capabilities. Six soldiers at the third and fifth levels of Qi Refining wanted to stop him. Aren't they here to deliver food?But he didn't know that these corps commanders in the Qi refining stage were all well-trained, and with the help of joint attack formations, they could put together a few sticks of incense at the ninth level of qi refining. In the eyes of the city guard, the six corps commanders' combined attack He is a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining, which is more than enough.

Jian Fusheng made a mistake and broke the legs of six corps commanders. The city guards on the street were stunned. Under the corps commanders, these soldiers were at most mortals who had practiced kung fu. Who dared to die?

However, the military orders were overwhelming, and the city guards did not dare to let go. They simply drew their bows together and shot arrows at Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng took a step forward, jumped up, and shook off the rain of arrows behind him. Even if an arrow occasionally hit him, it would only scratch his skin. Compared with the severe pain in his abdomen, it was like Tickle.

After getting rid of the soldiers on Hanguang Street, Jian Fusheng climbed up the eaves and walls all the way to Pinghu Street, where he could already see the high wall of the Jiang family compound.

At this moment, a strong decorator holding a long knife jumped up to the eaves and blocked Jian Fusheng's way.

Jian Fusheng slashed his head with the staff, but Decorator Jin blocked it with his sword and used a force of ingenuity to neutralize the strength of the Zen staff and bounce him back.

After a backward leap and landing on the ground, Jian Fusheng looked up and saw ten old soldiers in the Qi refining stage rushing up to the eaves from all directions, surrounding him!
An old soldier standing next to the monk stepped forward, pointed a machete at Jian Fusheng and said:
"Commander Yao of the City Guards is here, why don't you just surrender and capture him!?"

Jian Fusheng's face darkened, and she put down Qiu Ju from her waist, only to find that she had been hit by an arrow in her lower abdomen and was bleeding profusely.

But this girl covered the wound with her hands, gritted her teeth tightly, and suppressed a sound.

With tears in her eyes, Qiu Ju looked at Jian Fusheng, sighed and said:

"Young master, you can go on your own. As a slave and a sinner, you are destined to die."

Jian Fusheng had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice:

"Shut up, you are my maid, I have the final say whether you live or die!"

Qiu Ju was startled, and two lines of clear tears fell down her cheeks.

When the two of them talked, all the veterans around them listened. Someone immediately laughed and said:

"What a loving pair of master and servant. Don't worry, girl. When we take over your master, we will take good care of you!"

The old soldiers on the side all laughed when they heard this.

These ten old soldiers are the elites directly under Commander Yao. They all have the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining. They are responsible for capturing the monks. They have given themselves a very famous name, called "The Immortal Capture Team"!
In the eyes of these veterans, Jian Fusheng, a monk at the seventh level of Qi refining, was definitely no match for them even if he injured several corps commanders.

Commander Yao looked at the poor people watching below the eaves, frowned, and shouted to a few old soldiers:

"Shut up! How many people are watching below? Stop giving me such bad words. Say hello to the people below and ask them to evacuate the mortals quickly."

A group of old soldiers immediately stopped talking and hurriedly rushed to the soldiers below to convey orders.

Looking back at Jian Fusheng, Commander Yao said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Jian, you have stabbed people in the back and disabled soldiers. You are already suspected of treason. I advise you to be honest and come with me to the city lord's palace. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword!"

Jian Fusheng patted Qiu Ju's shoulder and said lightly:

"Wait for me for a while, and I will send you home to recover immediately."

Although the words were calm, Jian Fusheng's heart was turbulent.

He was already distracted by the severe pain in his abdomen. If Shen Mubai hadn't warned him not to commit murder, he would have killed all the corps commanders just now!
Now that he was stopped by Commander Yao, the murderous intention in Jian Fusheng's heart was like a raging fire and could no longer be suppressed.

With a shake of his right hand, the prison-suppressing Zen staff suddenly stretched out nine feet. Jian Fusheng held the Zen staff in one hand, looked at Commander Yao coldly, and said in a cold voice:
"court death!"

As soon as the word "death" was spoken, Jian Fusheng stepped on the pavilion steps, like a flying swallow and a dragon. In an instant, he appeared in front of the arrogant old soldier, pulled the Jiuzhong Mountain to the fifth level in one breath, and smashed it down with a stick!
The old soldier's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his sword to stop him, but he didn't expect that the Hundred-Refined Saber in his hand shattered with the sound. Jian Fusheng's Zen staff, with its immense power, smashed his head with one stroke!
The old pawn's head instantly turned into a bloody cake, sticking tightly to his neck. His legs stiffened and he fell off the eaves.

Jian Fusheng succeeded with one blow and without stopping, with a sweep of his Zen staff, he slapped the two companions beside the old soldier until blood sprayed from their mouths, and they fell from the eaves one after another.

When Commander Yao saw this, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted:

"You guys go down first and leave this person to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Commander Yao swung his long sword, slashed out more than ten air-distorting wind blades, and headed straight for Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng turned around, let out a long roar, and faced the whizzing wind blade, he did not dodge it. He picked up the Zen staff and smashed it towards Commander Yao.

The wind blade tore Jian Fusheng's robe, leaving several bloody traces on his body in an instant, but he seemed to be unaware that the Jiuzhong Mountain directly filled up the seventh level and smashed into the long knife wielded by Commander Yao.

Boom!
There was an explosion, and Commander Yao flew backwards, flipping three times in the air before landing on the eaves. His feet crushed all the tiles on the house.

Commander Yao lowered his head and glanced at the long sword. His eyes were full of horror. Although he used the wind control method to remove most of the strength of the Zen staff, a semicircular hole was still smashed out of the blade.

The power of Jian Fusheng's staff is beyond that of a Qi Refining monk. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is in the middle stage of foundation building!
Suddenly there was a gust of wind. Commander Yao looked up and saw Jian Fusheng falling from the sky, holding a nine-foot Zen staff high, covering him and slashing down vertically!

Commander Yao's expression changed drastically. He knew that this staff was invincible. He pinched his fingers with his left hand. Immediately, a strong wind came and carried him away.

Jian Fusheng hit the eaves with his stick, and half of the tiles on the roof fell off. The force of the stick caused it to fly into the air!
With the strength of the Zen staff's rebound, Jian Fusheng jumped up again, like catkins in the wind, stepping on the tiles flying in the air, and instantly caught up with Commander Yao on the other eaves of the escape road, and struck down with another stick!
Commander Yao had just finished performing the Wind Control Technique twice, and when his true energy was weak, he saw Jian Fusheng attacking again, so he could only raise his long sword in a hurry and block it.

Click!

Without the skill of the wind technique, Commander Yao's long sword broke in response. Fortunately, the true energy in his body continued to rise, and he rode the wind again.

The two of them chased each other and ran around in circles on the nearby roof. Countless tiles were lifted up by Jian Fusheng's huge force and flew all over the sky!

The people on Pinghu Street have been evacuated, and a group of soldiers stood below and watched, all of them terrified.

On ordinary days, Commander Yao of the City Guards was a big shot in their hearts, below one person and above ten thousand people. Except for the City Lord Wan, Commander Yao had the final say in the entire City Lord's Mansion.

On weekdays, they follow the leader to capture some monks in the Qi Refining Stage, and their "immortal capture team" is always successful. As long as they go out together, they rarely return empty-handed.

However, today this monk named Jian, who was clearly the aura of the seventh level of Qi Refining, was able to beat Commander Yao, who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, to the point of running away, which simply subverted this group of people's understanding of the realm of cultivation.

Commander Yao cut off his sword and no longer dared to fight Jian Fusheng head-on. He had to swim in the wind, constantly using the wind blade to block Jian Fusheng's incoming force.

But Jian Fusheng had a rough heart and a thick skin, and the fire in his heart was unbearable. He resisted the wind blade regardless of it, and chased after Commander Yao, smashing and slashing wildly!

As he ran away, Commander Yao's true energy was consumed rapidly, and his figure gradually slowed down. However, Jian Fusheng lowered the Jiuzhong Mountain to the fifth level. While chasing, he sucked in the spiritual energy around him. He became more and more courageous as he fought!

Suddenly, Commander Yao lost his breath and was bullied by Jian Fusheng, who slapped him on his left leg with a stick!
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Commander Yao's left leg trembled, and the skin and flesh on his entire calf shook like waves, and then exploded into a ball of blood mist!
"what---"

With a heart-rending scream, Commander Yao endured the severe pain and burned his true energy, then flew to Qiu Ju's side with the help of a strong wind, and grabbed her by the throat!

Sitting paralyzed on the roof, Commander Yao glanced at his missing calf, then at Jian Fusheng who fell from the sky, and roared:
"Stop! Otherwise I will kill this girl!"

Jian Fusheng landed in front of Commander Yao, shook his Zen staff, and sneered:
"You let her go, and I'll let you live!"

Commander Yao shook his head and said to Jian Fusheng:
"You step back first, and if you dare to take a step forward, I will strangle her to death immediately."

Jian Fusheng frowned slightly and took two steps back.

Commander Yao watched carefully and felt that he had grasped Jian Fusheng's key point, so he immediately took the next step and said:
"If you retreat again, retreat to the roof behind!"

Jian Fusheng picked up the Zen staff with one hand, drew a circle on his side, and sneered:

"To tell you the truth, this maid was just given to me by the Jiang family. You don't really think you can threaten me with her, do you?"

Commander Yao rolled his eyes, twisted Qiu Ju's left arm, and said with a sinister smile:
"How will you know if you don't try? If you don't retreat, I will break all the girl's limbs first!"

Qiu Ju's face turned pale, and her lips bleeded when she shook her mouth. She said with tears in her eyes:

"Sir, please leave first!"

Jian Fusheng was suddenly stunned. The cramping pain in his abdomen suddenly disappeared!
Looking inside his body, Jian Fusheng found that the Shura had shrunk countless times. He was sitting cross-legged in his belly with his eyes closed. Countless blood threads extended from his red body, connecting to his internal organs.

Seeing Jian Fusheng's inner consciousness, the Shura suddenly opened his eyes, smiled sinisterly at Jian Fusheng and said:

"If you want to save that girl, let me do it!"

When Commander Yao saw that Jian was still alive, he immediately broke Qiu Ju's left leg and said cruelly:
"I asked you to step away, but you didn't see me?"

Jian Fusheng suddenly closed his eyes, and a huge bulge appeared on his chest!

Stab it!

The skirt of his clothes was torn, and a green-faced and fanged Shura head emerged from Jian Fusheng's chest, smiling evilly at Commander Yao!
(End of this chapter)