As soon as Cheng Sanwu opened his mouth, many sheep's hoof family members immediately turned their heads to look at him, and they started to growl and roar restlessly.
Pang Yanjin, who was standing next to the huge black rock, reacted even more intensely. He turned around suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, and asked sternly: "Why are you here?!"
Cheng Sanwu was strolling in the courtyard, moving with his sword in hand. Even though the sheep's hoof family members were ready to move, none of them dared to take the initiative to take action. Cheng Sanwu walked past, and the beasts involuntarily moved out of the way.
"You can come, can't I come?" Cheng Sanwu's tone was ruthless and frivolous, which made people irritated. Seeing him pinching his nose, he said in disgust: "It stinks! It's like a cesspool. You are in this kind of place."
What’s the local practice of opening a forum? It’s not too dirty.”
"I'm asking why you are here?!" Pang Yanjin couldn't suppress his anger. This underground cave is unknown to outsiders and is located in the wilderness. There is no human habitation for dozens of miles around. It is said that it cannot be easily found. p>
Moreover, Pang Yanjin arranged for the Yangti family members to ambush and wait outside, originally just in case. Even if an enemy did come nearby, they could resist it for a while, so that he could respond in time and not be at a loss. Now Cheng Sanwu was silent.
Coming here, Pang Yanjin found it even more incredible.
"What's it called?" As Cheng Sanwu spoke, he took out three talismans from the leather pouch around his waist, which Changqing had prepared for him before setting off.
According to Chang Qing's teachings, Cheng Sanwu folded the two talisman seals "Flying into the Sky" and "Tie Yi Bu Jie" in half and wore them close to the flesh. You can clearly feel the spells quickly blessing the upper body.
"He also thought about it. He made such a small noise. Did he really think that no one else would know about it?" Pang Yanjin laughed: "He actually found a male ghost to deal with you. He is acting like this because he has no ghost in his heart.
Take it easy?"
Cheng Sanwu suppressed his anger and said in a sinister tone: "Are they here to investigate the evil spirits in the salt pond? Now that their goal has been achieved, they can't leave."
Gritting his teeth and yelling angrily, Cheng Sanwu once again used General Lingguan to strike down one after another with physical heavy blows, pushing Pang Yanjin back into the wall little by little, sending blood flying and causing the entire underground cave to tremble.
When Pang Yanjin approached behind him, Cheng Sanwu raised his sleeves to burn the talisman, and pointed out the hand seal. The curse sounded slowly: "Heaven, earth, sun, moon and stars, I summon the Fengdu God. As soon as the Qi comes, the fire slowly takes on its true form!" p>
"Take me up!" Cheng Sanwu shouted in a low voice, and Baiyi Weidao's seven fires were surrounded by flames rising at the same time.
As soon as the spell passed, a strong wind suddenly rose in the underground cave, blowing the seven-week bonfire and doubling the momentum of the flames. Four figures appeared in the air, visible to the naked eye, they were four Wu Bian guards holding long swords, and they immediately surrounded Pang Yanjin from right to left.
, siege with sword.
But when the chains were attached, Pang Yanjin jumped to the side. In front of him were these sheep's hoof dependents. They were so close that he could even feel the warm and cold breath exhaled from their mouths and noses.
Pang Yanjin clasped his fingers with Yun Jin, and spat out the Yanfeng Kung Jin from his palms. A tall ocher-clad god general appeared in his true appearance. His face and appearance were almost the same as Cheng Sanwu's, but he lacked a bit of majestic temperament.
Pang Yanjin fought so hard that his blood was boiling. The Yan Feng Kung Jin collected the flames from the outside world and wrapped them around his body. As my inner breath drummed, it became more and more intense. Every time I swung my sword to chop, tongues of flames spewed out. p>
"Do you really think you know anything about it?" Cheng Sanwu had no intention of delaying the deal. At the same time, he held the kneading formula in front of him with one hand and used his magic power silently: "When Madam Liu asked you to go and detect the evil spirit in the salt pond, she asked you to tell the matter secretly.
From the moment it ended, they wanted to use the opportunity to deal with Yang Taichu, to rectify the demonic troubles, to show that I had lost my virtue and ability, and thus lost my official position. They also arranged for others to be Shuofangjie.
Du Shi."
But at this moment, Pang Yanjin opened his eyes, raised his arm and swung his sword. The Yanfeng Kung Jin, which had been condensed by pottery for a long time, gathered into one, turned into a fierce sword light, and slashed against the trend!
I saw Pang Yanjin shuttle back and forth among the four generals in Zhentan. Even though his movement was extremely slow, his path was still blocked by the four swords. The sound of the swords intersecting was as sparse as a pearl and jade rolling disk.
Cheng Sanwu was shocked. He Jinzi's muscles and bones were so weak that I had never seen before. Even a solid iron ball would be dented and deformed by General Lingguan's repeated blows. Pang Yanjin could only speak and didn't have the strength to push it away.
God General’s Fist Arm, is that guy a monster in disguise?!
Pang Yanjin laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! That's bad, that's bad! You are not a beast at the moment, you are acting like a beast! It's a pity that the claws and teeth are sharp, otherwise you should pounce down and bite him!"
Seeing that Pang Yanjin was charging right and left, and was about to break through the siege of the four generals in Zhentan, Cheng Sanwu quickly got rid of distracting thoughts and concentrated his attention. He could deal with a martial arts low-level player like Pang Yanjin with only the ability of General He Jin, the eighth-grade general, to defend himself against the enemy.
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"Suffer death!"
"Do you understand?" Pang Yanjin explained sarcastically: "To put it bluntly, the sheep have to choose another leader. Only one of you can get out of this place alive."
Just when Cheng Sanfen was distracted, General Bajia Lingguan's attack was suddenly blocked. He was shocked to see Pang Yanjin, whose face was covered with blood, raising a hand and holding it up hastily, as if pushing something away. p>
The Taoist talisman summons the generals of the giant rock, the gods of the mountains and the earth, and the Taoists rely on them to help the heavens and help the poor, eliminate evil and eliminate evil spirits, and even the aid can protect the body and resist disasters.
Cheng Sanwu is good at summoning and driving, so he must be obedient before the ghosts and spirits are restrained by me. I spent several years to make it clear that those Yangti family members only obey the orders of Baiyi Weidao, and therefore there is no response.
Means to indirectly control those sheep's hoof dependents.
"What's going on? Why are we following orders?" A trace of panic arose in Cheng Sanwu's heart. He took out a token from his palm and knocked it heavily under Bai Yi's guard: "Capture with me, don't stop and hide. Slow down."
Slowly as the law dictates!"
However, what the four Zhentan generals are best at is precisely the joint siege, and due to the limitations of their physical bodies, they can quickly change positions and alternate attack and defense. The swords come out like a forest, forming a momentum like dozens of people besieging Pang Yanjin. p>
"Yes, yes..." Cheng Sanwu calmed down. At the critical moment, there was a problem with the spell, but it could even be used as usual. You can imagine the anxiety and panic.
As long as he is within eight feet of himself, General Bajia Lingguan can attack from any direction. If Cheng Sanwu is focused enough, General Bajia Lingguan's attacks can be slower and more accurate, comparable to the first-class low-level warriors in the martial arts world.
Hand.
Cheng Sanwu, who had made a successful attack, felt that Pang Yanjin was very weak and I didn't dare to challenge the enemy at all, so he immediately chased me down. These sheep's hoof family members rarely knew how to avoid right and left, and did not deliberately block him.
With his anger slowing down, Cheng Sanwu had time to think carefully about the clues. His fingers were flying, and the seven piles of bonfires made a peeling sound at the same time. He caught the fire and condensed arrows, and shot at Pang Yanjin one after another.
Moreover, General Bajia Lingguan could be seen with the naked eye. Someone else must have been nearby at the time. It is estimated that he could only see Cheng Sanwu walking around in Liu's house at a leisurely pace. Dozens of people under Liu's house were attacked without any warning.
Heavy blows from the air, even if several of them had no martial arts skills, their muscles, bones, organs and organs were shattered before they could react, and they were killed on the spot.
"Oh? You don't seem to be impressed by what he said?" He Jinzi came to stand 77 feet behind Cheng Sanwu.
Now that he has seen Pang Yanjin's ability, Cheng Sanwu dares to be careless and concentrates on paying attention to the gaps between Pang Yanjin's sword moves, accurately calculating the distance and direction, and striking out again!
However, the Yangti family members turned a deaf ear. They did not attack Pang Yanjin at all, and even took the initiative to move forward, leaving a smaller space for the seven people in the middle to fight.
Hot blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. Even without the protection of the iron armor, Pang Yanjin was still injured on the spot after suffering such a heavy blow, and his entire lower body and torso became conscious almost instantly.
The four sword-wielding warriors summoned by Cheng Sanwu were stationed on all sides of the altar to guard the altar. They were specifically used to deal with evil spirits that offended the altar. Initially, they were not intended to guard against these naughty sheep's hooves of An.
The same as the four generals who were summoned by burning talismans and summoned to appear in the altar, the Eight-level Spiritual Officer General was not He Jinzi who used his own soul as a lure to seduce the essence of heaven and earth to create such an inseparable protective god general.<
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"You don't care who he is, he will die for you!" Cheng Sanwu opened his mouth and yelled, and General He Jin of the Eighth Army struck down with another punch.
"You need to explain that to him!" He Jinzi had prepared his magic power and before he could finish his words, he pointed back with his hand in front of him, and several phantoms of chains appeared, wrapping around Pang Yanjin with a faint light, intending to kill him.
I tied up.
When Mrs. Liu was killed and the whole family was killed, Cheng Sanwu did not use any other magic in order to prevent anyone in Lingwu City from noticing the changes in Qi. Instead, he relied solely on General He Jin, the eighth-grade general, to solve the problem.
The corners of Cheng Sanwu's eyes twitched, and Pang Yanjin's temperament was unexpected. The level of despicableness of this person was beyond his reach. He was the kind of reckless warrior who wandered around the world, with no restraint in his behavior, and a tendency to stalk and involve others.
It's broken, it's a huge problem.
"It turns out..." He Jinzi spit out a few teeth and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "... He didn't use that thing to kill the entire Liu family. No wonder there is a way to find out. You have gained a lot of experience."
"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!" No matter how unbearable Cheng Sanwu was, I wanted to think about why Pang Yanjin was able to come here, and I also wanted to understand why the sheep's hoof family members did nothing. As long as I killed Pang Yanjin, everything else would be done.
Everything will be under your control!
"Come on, come on!"
In terms of strength, the four generals in Zhentan are said to have second-rate martial arts skills, and their sword moves are somewhat rough and clever. Any one of them alone against Pang Yanjin is bound to lose.
Just as Pang Yanjin chopped the face of the sword-wielding warrior with a knife, and when the middle door was slightly opened, a force visible to the naked eye hit his chest head-on. The force was so fierce that it directly blew away seven weeks of flames, and sent Pang Yanjin flying more than ten feet.
, hit hard against the cave wall on one side.
Upon seeing this, Pang Yanjin stepped forward and swung his sword, dancing with a dense sword light. The rocket was deflected by the heavy force and fell into the Yang Hoof family, exploding one after another causing casualties, but the two of them did not care at all.
Cheng Sanwu could not imagine that Pang Yanjin, who was in the center of such flames, was still a mortal body?
"What? You still want to engage in a swarm-down routine?" Pang Yanjin laughed and said: "Don't think about it, after you two decide the winner, they will intervene."
"Haha, he is also playing with fire!" Seeing this, Pang Yanjin stepped forward and jumped into the air. With the help of flying steps, he flew into the air and slashed. The flaming wind roared around him, which in turn affected the flames in the air, and he fought with four sword-wielding warriors.<
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When Cheng Sanwu heard this, he immediately cursed: "What a beast!"
He Jinzi was fighting so hard that he forgot about you. His sword moves were as violent as a prairie fire and as swift as a dragon's wind on the plains. Every breath he took was a scorching wind that was cold enough to scald his skin and flesh. It was all Gu Gongjin's self-inflicted injury to his muscles and veins.
The pain caused Qi and blood to boil, and the inner breath of Duoyang was gradually refined and sublimated.
They saw Pang Yanjin standing reluctantly with his back against the wall, his mouth and nose were full of blood, and only his eyes showed ridicule, which made Cheng Sanwu feel a little annoyed.
Seeing a wisp of fire flashing in He Jinzi's hand, the "Demon-Slaying Divine Sword" was held under the sword, and the blade revealed a chilling light: "Your Ministry of Internal Affairs is responsible for monitoring the sky, not to deal with scheming scum like him!"
But that time, even if I used the demon-calling token that I specially made, there was still no response from the Yangti Familia, and the entire Baiyi Guard Road gradually fell into deathly silence. It can be used as a spiritual guide for me to drive away the Yangti Familia.
"Really?" Pang Yanjin then asked: "In that case, why did he kill Mrs. Liu's family?"
"He's so tough! Is that guy made of iron?"
"Humph! You must have thought of it!" Cheng Sanwu scolded: "So don't pretend in front of you, we both know who you are!"
Even though those sheep's hoof relatives have been trying to resist, in the end they are just a group of high-class demons with shallow intelligence, and Cheng Sanwu is not sure how to control them.
Pang Yanjin's words were righteous, but he always concealed them as pretense. When Cheng Sanwu heard this, he became angry: "Fart! Do you think you are an eight-year-old? The Ministry of Internal Affairs has always been a group of people fighting for power and profit!"
He Jinzi was slightly startled: "Nothing like that yet?"
Cheng Sanwu stared at He Jinzi, his vicious gaze like a sharp blade, wanting to cut open He Jinzi's liver and heart.
Cheng Sanwu paid attention to the distance between the seven people. Did I move closer to protect myself from the ghosts and gods? I have seen He Jinzi's martial arts. If he can defeat me quickly, at worst, he will be bullied by me. By then,
With the blade approaching, it was Cheng Sanwu's turn to gain the upper hand.
Facing the increasingly violent and violent flames, the four generals in Zhentan gradually lost the upper hand, and Pang Yanjin's attacks became fiercer and fiercer. Even if Cheng Sanwu stood seven feet away, he felt the cold wind blowing on his face, his breathing was smooth, and my legs were burning.
Eyes sore and weeping.
After dozens of breaths of intense fighting, the battlefield was already a ball of raging flames. He Jinzi seemed not to be the fuel for the fire, but to burn himself to death and vowed to give up.
"Let's go? But we can just leave like that." Pang Yanjin twisted the eighth talisman between his fingers, pulled out the knife at the same time, wrapped the talisman under the handle of the knife, and activated the Yanfeng Gong.
"Pfft——"
Upon closer inspection, the Eight-Armored Spiritual Officer General is neither a giant rock celestial general nor a ghost or spirit. He is just a manifestation of his own Taoist cultivation. It is not too much to say that he follows his heart.
"Suffer death!"
But the talisman method is definitely not effective just by chanting the spell with the talisman. If the Taoist's own cultivation is shallow, he will naturally be able to sense the gods from all walks of life. Some sects also do not have secret talismans, which contain the true form of the giant rock general.
If the disciple keeps thinking about it, he can summon those giant rock generals to help him with the calligraphy and talisman practice, which is much more powerful than the abnormal Dingjia god.