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Chapter 0862 Air Showdown

A Taoist priest with fairy spirit came outside the village. Seeing the villagers looking at the direction of the altar with a very pious look, he felt something was wrong and hurried over.

The one patted a lightly, patted a villager on the shoulder and asked, "What's going on there? What's going on?"

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"It's simply outrageous. Such a big change happened just three days after leaving. Tell me what happened." The old Taoist priest gently poked out two fingers, and the villagers screamed in pain. When they turned around, they were frightened when they saw the old Taoist priest.

"Haha, Xiancai, it's your old man, who do I think it is? Don't you know what happened inside?" The villagers' faces suddenly turned bright like a peach blossom. This is the master of the little fairy. The little fairy is so awesome that the weather is not to mention this old fairy.

"I know what, what happened? Tell me slowly, don't worry?" The old Taoist priest let go of his hand.

"Isn't your disciple coming to protect the altar? He said that this is a filthy place. After the defilement is removed, the gods will not appear, so he sent you the order to help us."

"You see, the effect is very good now. You can smell a faint sandalwood fragrance here. The smell of the previous one is gone. We villagers have to thank you, master and apprentice, for your master and apprentice..."

"Okay, OK, stop talking, take me over." The old Taoist priest looked defecated and knew what was going on. Someone must have pretended to be his name and his apprentice who worked overtime to come to this altar to cause trouble. If the piece of wood underground was taken away during subsidy, it would be ruined.

The old Taoist priest was taken to the altar.

At this time, the dark side around the altar had been taken away.

When the villagers saw the old Taoist priest, they came here in person and bowed together to thank him.

The old Taoist priest didn't say anything, but looked at the black dot in the distance, stepped on the altar, and a afterimage flew down the black dot. He felt something vaguely. There seemed to be no spiritual energy here, and it must be the one who did it.

The villagers didn't know what was going on, but the old Taoist's big feet stepped on their heads. A light skill like duckweed brought about a hurricane. The villagers' hair stood up, and Yi Mei was fluttering and scraped a large area.

Wu Fan dared not delay it. He used the ladder and rushed towards the distance at a very fast speed.

Even if Wu Fan uses the Slag God's car at this time, it is too late.

It takes a few seconds, and you have to open the cabin door and go in and start it. There must be three or four seconds in the middle. With the cultivation level of the old Taoist priest, he has already caught these three or four seconds.

Wu Fan had no idea of ​​the truth of the old Taoist priest, and he did not have the risk of fighting with him, but he could feel that the old Taoist priest's cultivation should be above Lei Tailai.

If this old Taoist priest had no mysterious skills, Wu Fan could deal with it. Once he used the mysterious skills similar to Lei Tailai, Wu Fan's chance would not be too great. Let's run first, and calculate one step at a time.

The trees next to my village were quickly retreating, and the beautiful scenery turned into a ray of dust, which showed the speed.

But Wu Fan's speed is still not as fast as the old Taoist priest, and the distance gradually shrinks.

"Small mouse, where can I escape?" The old Taoist priest shook off the whisk, like a silver horse, stretched to 30 meters away, and rolled up on one of Wu Fan's calf.

This attack caught Wu Fan off guard, and his upper body continued to fly forward, and his whole body instantly paralleled the ground.

My calf was strangled and a blood mark appeared.

The old Taoist priest gently pulled back, and Wu Fan was easily taken back.

Wu Fan quickly had his eyes fast and bought two bottles of anti-wolf sprays in the system, both of which were the most expensive sprays with the best eye-killing effect.

"Rats, you dare to defeat my reputation and steal the treasures in my village. Return them quickly and spare you forever." The old Taoist priest poked out his right hand and grabbed Wu Fan who was flying over.

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Wu Fan took the opportunity to break free from the shackles and ran away desperately.

Wu Fan bought 4 bags of flour in the system and threw it at the old Taoist side. He threw away a few bricks and broke the bag in front of the wind. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dust, forming an artificial sandstorm.

Wu Fan dared not delay it. He took out the Slag God's car and after going up, he pulled the joystick and rose into the sky.

Wu Fan let out a long sigh. This old Taoist priest is definitely a person he can't afford to offend. I am better than the people I have seen before, and even reached the level of divine indignation. It is comparable to Changwei, but it is much worse than the 9-day crazy dance.

"Bang...bang...bang..." Suddenly, the helicopter vibrated violently.

Wu Fan's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a bad thought arose.

Wu Fan pressed the button and stretched out the probe mirror, and a terrible scene appeared in front of him.

The old Taoist priest actually hung on the landing gear of the Scrap God's car, slapped the bottom of the Scrap God's car with one palm.

Isn’t this stupid Taoist priest deadly? If you shoot the plane, two people will lose their lives at the same time. What’s the use of even if you retrieve the treasure?

Wu Fan quickly pulled the joystick, and the plane was hovering in the sky, accelerating, slowing down, circling, and somersaulting.

The old Taoist priest, like Spider-Man, grabbed the helicopter's joystick tightly, and remained motionless, sticking tightly to it like a suction cup.

Wu Fan bought a bottle of oil and filled the spray device behind it with oil.

After pressing the button, the oil inside the injection device squirted out wildly and shot to the lower surface of the aircraft. Suddenly the landing gear became extremely smooth without any friction.

The old Taoist priest was caught off guard and his two hanging legs slipped out.

"The Wuliang Heavenly Lord, a bold demon, dares to use such despicable means to let you see my way." The old Taoist priest was furious and held the landing gear tightly with both hands.

At this time, his hands were covered in oil, and he slipped out from one end of the landing gear to the other end, and then he slipped out from the other end, and Wu Fan stabilized his body in time.

At this time, the old Taoist priest's eyes were still crying, and his eyes were covered in blood, looking hideous and terrifying.

The old Taoist priest used both hands and blue veins burst out, and two scratches appeared at the landing gear. At this time, the old Taoist priest's body was completely firm and he no longer walked out back and forth.

The old Taoist priest freed up a hand, took out a piece of talisman paper in his arms, pasted it on the plane, and chanted it gently.

"Taishang Laojun, as fast as the law, the flying objects in the air stop quickly, and the way of heaven cannot be opened."

The old Taoist priest repeatedly muttered this sentence and glared at the talisman paper. The talisman paper shone in a distance and turned into starry light, instantly turning into ashes and falling into the sky.

Suddenly, Wu Fan felt that the joystick was not working well, and the entire plane was no longer under his control. The propeller on it gradually stopped moving, and the car of the Slag God turned into a glider.

Made! It turns out that he is a master of mysterious arts. Wu Fan cursed in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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