The man obviously didn't believe it: "Don't try to lie to me. Anyway, if you don't come out, I won't leave, and you don't want to have any more pilgrims coming here to offer incense!"
The little Taoist priest was angry and helpless. There was really nothing he could do when he encountered such a powerful and rogue guy.
"Hey, you two, get out!"
When the man saw Ye Xiu and the two of them, his eyes widened with anger, like a male lion, extremely terrifying.
Those pilgrims were scared away by him in this way.
Ye Xiu said calmly: "This is a public area, why should I leave?"
The man grinned: "What, boy, are you going to act like a hero in front of your girlfriend? Believe it or not, I will destroy you!"
As he spoke, a terrifying and evil aura erupted from his body.
Only those who have experienced countless tragic life and death battles can exude such a terrifying aura.
Nalan Yanran was shivering, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
The man in front of me is really terrifying.
But the next second, Ye Xiu's generous, strong, warm hand took hold of Nalan Yanran's small hand.
She recovered and looked at Ye Xiu with a grateful look.
The little Taoist priest quickly ran down and said to Ye Xiu: "This donor is known as the Sword Master, and his acting style is also very domineering.
You'd better leave with your girlfriend quickly, otherwise your life may be in danger."
Nalan Yanran also gently pulled Ye Xiu's sleeve and whispered: "Why don't we leave first? This person is very powerful at first sight."
Ye Xiu shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward.
The little Taoist priest's face changed drastically and he shouted anxiously: "Sir, don't go, it will be dangerous!"
Nalan Yanran was also very anxious and tried to dissuade him: "Mr. Ye, there is a sword beside him, let's go back."
The man named Ba Jian had a cold expression: "It seems that you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin, so I will help you!"
He pointed at Ye Xiu.
A powerful energy burst out from his fingertips.
The little Taoist priest looked pale: "It's over."
But the next second, he was shocked.
Ye Xiu just turned his head slightly to avoid the blow.
"Oh?" Ba Jian showed an interesting expression: "It turns out to be Lian Jiazi, no wonder he dared not leave."
Boom boom boom!
The ten fingers of the Ba Sword flicked together, and terrifying finger power shot out of the air, all aimed at Ye Xiu.
The power unleashed by each finger force can easily penetrate a steel plate several centimeters thick.
The little Taoist priest lowered his head and sighed: "It's over."
He is not strong enough to compete and cannot catch up.
However, things did not develop as he imagined.
A series of terrifying fingering forces stopped a few dozen centimeters away from Ye Xiu, and then disappeared into thin air.
"Huh?!" Ba Jian's face condensed, and he finally looked at Ye Xiu: "It turns out that you are a master who hides his secrets, then you are qualified to let me draw my sword!"
As he spoke, he stood up slowly, and an invisible and terrifying momentum poured out like a flood in a war.
The little Taoist priest was trembling and sweating all over his body.
Nalan Yanran didn't feel any pressure because she was secretly cared for by Ye Xiu.
Yin Yin Yin!
Ba Jian took hold of the sword stuck on the ground and pulled it out suddenly, and suddenly there was a harsh sword roar.
His clothes automatically moved without wind, making a hunting noise, and murderous intent was everywhere.
The entire Taoist temple was enveloped in a strong sense of solemnity.
A girl who was small and exquisite, like a porcelain doll, and wearing Taoist robes heard the noise and ran out. There was a look of shock in her eyes, and she watched helplessly as Ba Jian slashed at Ye Xiu with one sword!