Chapter 270
When they reached the gate of Yizhuang, Taoist Master Qingfeng put his ears on the gate and listened carefully for a while. The sound of footsteps outside had long since disappeared. It seemed that they were just exploring the periphery of Yizhuang and did not dare to approach Yizhuang. He should be hiding in the wild grass around Yizhuang now.

Daoist Qingfeng coughed dryly, pretended to be lazy, opened the gate of Yizhuang gently, walked out slowly, stopped after walking three or five steps, and stretched deliberately, After moving his muscles and bones, his eyes looked at the wild grass around him.

After looking around for a week, he didn't find where those people were. Daoist Qingfeng couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that they overheard what he and Old Liu were saying, so they ran away now?
Ordinarily it should not be like this, my hearing has always been very accurate, they were not close to Yizhuang at that time, unless they were all masters, the movement made when they walked was very slight, but I went to Heifengzhai several times with Lao Liutou , except for that Daoist Qingxu and Jin Batian's kung fu is better, no other masters have been found, they are nothing more than idiots.

Thinking of this, Taoist Master Qingfeng took a few more steps into the nearby grass, opened his pants, and pretended to relieve himself, but his eyes looked deeper into the grass.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the wind was blowing, causing the weeds to rise one after another.

Suddenly, about twenty feet in front of him, something flickered. This slight flicker aroused the vigilance of Daoist Qingfeng. The light just now was clearly refracted by the big blade. It must be the people from Heifengzhai who are used to using big blades.

Daoist Qingfeng slowly put on his pants, calmly walked slowly towards the place where the light was reflected just now, while walking, his pace suddenly quickened, his body lightened suddenly, and he jumped several feet away, blinking They walked more than ten Zhang away.

The few people hiding in the grass saw that something was wrong, and one of them shouted: "Run, he found it!"

While talking, I saw three panic-stricken big men suddenly standing up in the grass, all holding big bright blades in their hands, turned around and ran towards the opposite direction of Qingfeng Daochang.

Daoist Qingfeng stabilized his figure, let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and threw out the copper coins in his hand with a wave of his hand, only to hear two "swish" sounds breaking through the air.

A big man running in the front let out a muffled grunt, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and threw the big knife in his hand far away, and it seemed that he was dead.

The two big men who ran behind saw a companion fell to the ground. When they looked down, they saw a pool of blood slowly overflowing from the back of the man's head. Their calves became weak in fright, and their feet staggered. They fell to the ground, but the two quickly got up again and continued to stumble forward.

"No matter how fast you run, are you as fast as the copper coins in the hands of Pindao? If you run half a step forward, Pindao will let you die without a place to bury you!"

A cold voice sounded behind the two, and the two big men stopped immediately, not daring to move any further.

"Master Dao, please forgive me...You guys don't dare anymore..." One of the burly men threw away the big knife in his hand, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed in the direction of Daoist Qingfeng, and the burly man on the side also hurriedly knelt down He got down and begged for mercy.

(End of this chapter)

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