Become a Taoist from a woodcutter

Chapter 60 One foot of silk fiber and one inch of hook
Bank of the Yangtze River.

The fighting was fierce. Huang Xuan led the policemen and the burly men around him to fight with the Feiyu Gang.

Daxiong led Chu Jun and the others and followed Huang Xuan.

Every time his palm falls, it has thousands of kilograms of force. If it touches it, it will die. There is no second possibility.

The sound of thunder sounded, and every palm was like the anger of God and the thunder coming.

Run Thunder Hand!
The sword light flashed across, the sword sealed the throat, and scarlet blood spilled down the river bank.

A figure shuttled among the crowd, dodging the sword easily, as if it had been expected, like walking comfortably among flowers, not a single leaf touching it.

The sword light intertwined, killing one person in ten steps. Wherever it passed, a peach blossom bloomed.

Peach Blossom Swordsman, Li Donglai!

In addition to them, there are many Jianghu heroes, some join the Feiyu Gang, and some help Huang Xuan.

"I am the county magistrate of Dong Lincheng. The Feiyu Gang has committed many crimes. They resisted arrest and attacked and killed the leader. Do you want to rebel?"

Huang Xuan shouted loudly: "It's not too late to turn around now and follow my officer to arrest the Feiyu Gang criminals!"

Huang Xuan's words still have some effect.

Many heroes immediately deserted the Feiyu Gang and joined the camp against the Feiyu Gang.

Although they do not respect the law, when it comes to major matters involving rebellion, most people still dare not.

"Kill! Whoever captures Xu Ling will be rewarded heavily!"

Huang Xuan shouted loudly.

Blood stained the riverside, and corpses fell one after another.

Members of the Feiyu Gang were originally afraid of Xu Ling's iron-blooded methods, but now they are timid.

There are too many people densely packed in front of us.

Daxiong and Li Donglai were both top players. After Mo Chengfei's death, almost no one could match them except Xu Ling.

bang
There were huge waves in the distance, and a young man holding a long sword came riding the waves.

"Qinghu Town, Young Master Talang? I didn't expect you to collude with Xu Ling!"

Li Donglai's eyes turned cold: "You also want to rebel?"

"Rebellion? The path to immortality has appeared. You should step onto it and find great freedom!"

Young Master Talang took out his long sword, and with the help of water waves, it rose into the sky and killed Li Donglai.

Just as Daxiong was about to greet him, Li Donglai had already taken action: "Leave it to me."

Jingle
The long swords collided, and the two were separated at the first touch. Young Master Treader quickly turned around and drew his sword.

The crowd around them immediately dispersed, not daring to participate in the fight between the two.

Li Donglai looked indifferent and thrust out his sword, just enough to block the sword.

"With some ability, no wonder he is as famous as me." Young Master Talang said proudly.

His sword suddenly sped up, like a gust of wind and rain, and actually turned into several sword shadows.

Li Donglai looked indifferent, but he went straight into the shadow of the sword, turned sideways to avoid the sword, and stabbed out with the long sword.

puff
The long sword penetrated the body, and blood flowed. Young Master Treader looked at the sword that penetrated the body in disbelief: "How, how is it possible?"

"Equal names? That was in the past."

Li Donglai drew out his long sword with a cold expression.

In the past, he might have been similar to Young Master Talang, but since Chu Jiang's guidance, he has become more sensitive.

He had already sensed which sword was real.

A sword that you are proud of, once you see through it, it is no longer scary.

With the death of Mr. Treader, the remaining members of the Feiyu Gang are no longer as resistant as before.

Many people looked at Xu Ling, who had a calm expression and looked like he had everything under control.

Xu Ling did not take action, but watched them fight coldly.

"Gang leader, please take action. If we all die, who will serve you in the future?" A strong man said in a low voice.

Xu Ling looked indifferent: "A bunch of trash!"

I saw that he jumped up, a green light rose under his feet, and he was actually walking in the air.

As soon as he raised his hand, a wisp of breeze blew in and turned into three cyan wind blades.

puff
The wind blade passed by and cut off the sword. Three heads rose into the sky, and blood spurted out like pillars. "Quickly retreat!"

Da Xiong's expression changed, and he quickly pulled Chu Jun and others back.

Huang Xuan and others also stopped and looked at Xu Ling in shock.

"Huang County Magistrate, Taoist Lord, please die!"

Xu Ling shouted coldly, waved his hand, and seven or eight wind blades appeared at the same time, flying towards Huang Xuan.

"Protect your lord!"

The expressions of the burly men around him changed drastically, and they quickly led Huang Xuan back.

click
The wind blade cut off the swords, cut open their armor, tore flesh and blood, and blood flowed gurglingly.

Wisps of blood flew up, and a crimson blood bead floated above Xu Ling's head.

Soul Devouring Pearl!
On the ground, streams of essence flew out from the corpses and submerged into the spirit-devouring beads.

The essence quickly poured into Xu Ling's body, and his right hand glowed with light, quickly transforming the essence.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why Xu Ling had not taken action.

He just wants these people to fight. The more people die, the more energy he will absorb!

One corpse fell down, and the burly man grabbed a corpse and blocked it in front of him. It took three or four corpses in a row to block the wind blade.

Huang Xuan's legs were trembling. Even when facing Mo Heng, he was not so afraid.

Qigator!
Wave your hand into a wind blade, destroying gold and breaking jade!

"Kill, kill him, I will give you a lot of rewards! I will ask for your merits, you will be promoted to a higher rank, and you will be given the title of wife!"

The next moment, Huang Xuan looked crazy and shouted loudly: "Behind me is the Princess of Dongyang. I must be in front of the Princess to ask for credit for you!"

As soon as these words came out, Daxiong finally knew who was behind Huang Xuan.

Princess Dongyang, the fiefdom is in Dongning County!

The top dignitaries in Dongning County, even the county governor, must bow respectfully!
For a moment, everyone was excited.

But the next moment, Xu Ling raised his left hand lightly, and a strong wind blew in, and twenty wind swords gathered behind him.

"Today, Master Dao will let you know that all the immortals are ants!"

Xu Ling shouted coldly, and twenty wind swords roared out, killing Huang Xuan.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

A series of frightened roars resounded, Huang Xuan, Da Xiong and others were horrified.

Twenty swords are waved, who can stop them?

call out!
Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the sky came, and a golden light broke through the sky.

"Ugh..."

The screams resounded loudly, and Xu Ling was seen screaming, her body like a fish, flying towards the Yangtze River.

The twenty wind swords that flew over lost control and disappeared suddenly.

"what happened?"

Everyone looked back and saw a rickety figure carrying a fishing rod, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, arriving at the riverside in the blink of an eye.

The fishing line of the fishing rod was glowing with golden light and was connected to the demon Xu Ling.

Xu Ling struggled fiercely, but no matter what, he couldn't pull out the fishhook, which made it even more painful.

The blood flowed, and the fishhook pierced into the chest, glowing with golden light, as if it was as heavy as a stone.

The rickety figure shook the fishing rod, and Xu Ling's body was uncontrollable and flew towards the fishing boat in the river.

Walking on the waves, boarding the boat, stepping on Xu Ling, the true energy spread, making him unable to move.

"Old fisherman!"

"He is an old fisherman in the river!"

"Isn't that old fisherman Xu Ling?!"

Everyone finally remembered the old fisherman in the river who was rumored before.

The boat quickly moved away, and a long voice floated in the river, which actually drowned out the waves: "A coop, a straw hat, a small boat, a foot of silk fiber and an inch of hook. A song, a bottle of wine, and a person fishing alone in the river."

(End of this chapter)