Li Yu usually fights without even showing his face, and his enemies often never see his true identity until they die.
It is already rare to see a wooden man.
If he cannot defeat the enemy, he will definitely run away and not give the enemy a chance.
This time, uncharacteristically, he held a big knife and slashed three times. This was the first time he had ever faced someone head-on with a knife.
Zhou Tong howled miserably. The first two cuts cut off both of his arms, and the third cut severed him from the waist down.
The movements of these three swords were so fast that Zhou Tong couldn't react at all, as if a stick fell from his horse.
The minions around him were startled for a moment, then they came to their senses and stepped forward to avenge him with strange screams.
Li Yu held the sword in his hand, and it started to dance like a strong wind. The power of the golden spirit was poured into the sword, and streaks of bright yellow blade energy spread out in all directions with the power of the golden spirit.
For a time, severed limbs were everywhere, heads were rolling around, and blood flowed into rivers.
In the eyes of the villagers, he was like a god of war, but in the eyes of the bandits and bandits, he was the god of death.
There were more than thirty bandits who came down the mountain, and they were quickly killed. The remaining ones tried to escape, but were intercepted by the angry villagers and beaten to death with farm tools.
Zhou Tong fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, and his face was hideous.
He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy. He just stared at Li Yu and watched him kill all his men.
Li Yu sat next to him and watched Zhou Tong slowly drain the blood bit by bit before taking out the pamphlet.
A line of small characters appeared on it: Ditongxing Xiaobawang Zhoutong.
Li Yu took the pamphlet back into his arms and looked up to see that a large group of people, led by Taigong Liu, were already surrounding him.
"Taoist Master..." It was also the first time for Old Master Liu to deal with gods. Although he was recommended by the villagers to move forward, he didn't know what to say for a while.
Li Yu picked up the scabbard sitting under his buttocks, wiped the blood, and put the sword away.
"You just need to collect this man's body and report it to the official. I will go to Peach Blossom Mountain and kill all the remaining villains."
Liu Taigong was overjoyed when he heard that Zhou Tong was dead and everyone was happy, but he still had an elder brother.
The villagers were afraid that the big leader would bring people to take revenge. When the little god left, wouldn't everyone be even more miserable?
Hearing Li Yu say that he would go to Taohua Mountain to eliminate all evil deeds, Taigong Liu bowed deeply and said, "Little old man, on behalf of the three hundred households in Taohua Village, I would like to thank the Taoist Priest for saving his life."
"That's not necessary, I just did it casually." Li Yu patted his butt and asked, "How to get to Peach Blossom Mountain?"
"I am willing to take the Taoist priest there!" A dark-skinned young man from the village volunteered.
Li Yu made a lightening charm, hit it on the young man, and said: "Lead the way."
Peach Blossom Mountain has a strange appearance, with steep surroundings. There is only one road leading up to it, and everything is covered with weeds.
When they arrived at the village, Li Yu waved his hand and said, "Go back, it's dangerous here."
The young man didn't want to leave, so he asked cautiously: "Great Immortal, I'm not afraid of the villain, can you watch from the side?"
Li Yu glanced at him and said with a smile, "You are quite brave."
This kid is very courageous, and the scene just now was so bloody, so he was not afraid. Among so many villagers, he is the only one who dares to lead the way. Ordinary people are so scared that they can't speak when they think of talking to "gods".
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Even Taigong Liu stammered, but he did not flinch.
He is willing to stand up for the village and is willing to watch bandits kill him. He is brave and knowledgeable. If he has some talent, why not teach him the Tao of Taiping.
He took a closer look and saw that the young man's qualifications were mediocre. He originally planned to recruit a disciple for Lao Zhang, but when he saw that he did not have the Five Elements of Wisdom, he calmed down.
The Lao Zhangtou sect has too high requirements for talent. With the high affinity of Little Golden Lotus Water Spirit, it has just reached the threshold.
Among the people Li Yu has met so far, Zhao Fujin and his own qualifications are completely sufficient, and even somewhat beyond them.
Li Yu took out an amulet from his sleeve, performed some ordinary magic tricks on it, and said: "I'll give this to you. Take it out and have a look when you have nothing to do when you go back. If you have some opportunities, you may not face the loess in the mountains.
Work hard all your life."
The young man's pupils shrank, he quickly took it into his arms, and kowtowed heavily to Li Yu.
Li Yu smiled, held the Pu Dao, and walked up to the village with one knife at a time.
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Kill people and go down the mountain.
Li Yu looked at the brochure and saw an additional line of boys fighting tiger general Li Zhong, and secretly made a plan in his mind.
After a while, I have sorted out three of them. My strategy of doing the easy things first and then the hard ones is indeed a very wise one.
If he had gone to find Yang Zhi from the beginning, there would have been grass growing on the soil of Lin Chong's grave by now.
Many people were killed today, but Li Yu didn't feel any psychological pressure at all. In the words of Old Man Zhang, his heart was as hard as a stone in Nanshan.
Although Li Yu didn't know where Nanshan was, Old Man Zhang said that the rocks there were very hard, so they must be rare hard rocks in the world.
Because Lao Zhangtou traveled all over the country and was a man who had truly traveled through the six dynasties.
The Six Dynasties were vast, each one was as big as the unified Central Plains Dynasty in the original time and space, and they were separated vertically and horizontally by great rivers.
With Jiang Wei's ability, it would take several years to come from Shu to the Song Dynasty to find Li Yu.
Old man Zhang traveled through the Six Dynasties and did not know how many difficulties and obstacles he had to go through and how many strange things he encountered.
Who would have thought that after the strong wind and waves came, two legs would be broken in the hands of a group of unarmed and unruly people.
In the suburbs not far away, Da Qiao was sitting on a dead tree, and Little Golden Lotus was lying in her arms. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Da Qiao raised his head and glanced as if he was asking.
Li Yu nodded slightly, and Da Qiao understood.
Xiao Jinlian stood up, raised her head slightly, and asked, "Brother Li Yu, where should we go next?"
"Qingfeng Mountain! Make it a little more difficult this time, so be careful."
Li Yu started to give instructions just like the nagging team leader before playing the dungeon. Although every time he was used to doing it alone, he did not let Da Qiao and Xiao Jinlian participate.
Some of the evil stars' actions were too dark and bloody, and sometimes he didn't want Xiao Jinlian and Da Qiao to see them.
The three people on Qingfeng Mountain are more capable than the two parallel importers on Taohua Mountain, but they are also more ruthless and inhumane.
There are three village owners on Qingfeng Mountain: Jinmaohu Yanshun, Dwarf Tiger Wang Ying and White-faced Man Zheng Tianshou. The favorite dish of these three village owners is the hot and sour hangover soup made by Xin Xin!
These three people are experienced in cannibalism. Usually, one of the gangsters will first bring a large basin of cold water and pour it into the heart of the person, and then the other gangster will come and take action with a knife to carve out the heart. It turns out that
The human heart is wrapped in hot blood. Only when the hot blood is poured out with cold water can the heart and liver be crispy and delicious. I don’t know how many people these three leaders have learned from eating such meticulous cooking techniques.
