Wang Changxiong shouted angrily, and the roaring sound broke the scream, "Xiongfeng Escort is passing through, which kind of god is coming?"
"whee--"
"hehe--"
"Ha ha--"
Three different sounds of laughter were heard, and then three figures came closer and closer, shooting out electricity.
There was a strong man in a tiger-skin coat, a thin man in black, and a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe with short hair and a beard.
Wang Changxiong's face was ugly, but he still stepped forward on his horse, cupped his hands and said, "The Xiongfeng Escort Bureau is passing through the border. I don't know who owns this place. I still look at the sea..."
The strong man sneered and interrupted Wang Changxiong, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. We are not interested in the carriages and horses you are pulling. We just want to take out the hidden escorts you are escorting this time, and we will turn around and leave."
The thin man smiled and said, "And the water-repelling bead."
Wang Changxiong's eyes twitched, but he quickly calmed down. He glanced at the three of them and said coldly, "It seems there is no need to talk anymore?"
The middle-aged man in Taoist robes smiled slightly and said, "There is no need to talk about it in the first place. You only have two choices, keep the secret bodyguard and water-repelling beads, or die all of them."
"I……"
"What nonsense, this place is not remote. Hurry up and kill all the amulet balls!" The strong man sighed, then straightened up and rushed directly towards Wang Changxiong.
"Well done!" Wang Changxiong shouted angrily, and he rose up from his horse into the sky. With his palms moving forward and back, he brought up a gust of wind, and the blood surged like a sharp sword, shooting straight at the strong man.
"Bang!"
The palms of their hands intersected, and their energy was flowing. The two men groaned and retreated together. The strong man bared his teeth, and Wang Changxiong's expression changed continuously. It turned out that they were evenly matched.
"Chief escort!" someone in the escort agency exclaimed. He held a knife in his hand and was about to move forward, but was stopped by Huang Qing with a wave of his hand, "Protect the escort carriage, you are no match!"
After the words fell, Huang Qing turned over and dismounted. He moved around like a snake, and soon reached the middle of the field. Then he reached out and touched his waist, and a soft sword came into his hand and stabbed the strong man straight.
The three opponents were all weak players. Huang Qing had to take advantage of the opponent's arrogance and work together with the chief escort to destroy one of them, otherwise there would be no fight today.
but……
The soft sword was still three feet away from the strong man. A flash of horror flashed in Huang Qing's eyes. Then he swung the soft sword left and right, retreating instead of advancing. He turned around and retreated a full three feet.
"Oh, that's good, it dodges pretty fast." The skinny man said happily.
"Poisonous insect, you are a Gu master!" Huang Qing stared at the ground not far in front of him with a look of fear, and then hurriedly shouted to Wang Changxiong, "Chief escort, be careful, there is a Gu master on the other side!"
Wang Changxiong's expression changed, but at this time, he was fighting with the strong man on the opposite side. He had no time to pay attention to the Gu insects, so he could only summon up the blood in his body to defend his whole body.
It’s just that since then…
A sly smile flashed across the strong man's face. The two of them were not even close to each other, but now Wang Changxiong spent twice as much energy on defense, and he could kill him in less than a moment or three.
Huang Qing gritted his teeth and raised his sword again, but the thin man had already come forward, swinging out a soft whip with a faint black light on it, which was obviously smeared with poison.
And on the back of his right hand holding the whip, there was a scorpion as big as the palm of his hand.
The thin man actually blocked Huang Qing and consumed Wang Changxiong.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
With a shout, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes came to Lu Zheng.
"I thought that as a poor Taoist, I could only plunder the formation and shout for help, but I didn't expect that I would still have a chance to take action." The mustache on the lips of the middle-aged man in Taoist robes curled up and down, "I heard that the young master is
Which Taoist lay disciple? By coincidence, I, a poor Taoist, am also an abandoned Taoist disciple, so we happened to be a couple and had a good relationship."
"You want to kill me too?" Lu Zheng asked in surprise.
There was a touch of ridicule on the face of the middle-aged man in Taoist robes, "Haven't you heard of the term killing and silencing before?"
"I've heard of it." Lu Zheng nodded, "To be honest, I didn't expect it to fall on me."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
With another shout, Lu Zheng felt a spiritual power rush into his mind, with purple light shining out. It was as if there was a god sitting high in the clouds, overlooking all living beings, and he had an inexplicable desire to kneel down and worship with all his heart.
"The evil ways are broken!"
Lu Zheng's eyes condensed, and a stream of thoughts surged out, like clouds and clouds, directly hitting the purple light.
"puff!"
The middle-aged man in Taoist robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a look of horror in his eyes, "Your cultivation level!?"
Lu Zheng seemed to be just a young man in his twenties. He looked handsome and polite, and he was also a lay disciple.
From the perspective of middle-aged people in Taoist robes, it is good to have a sense of energy. If you have been practicing Taoism for three to five years, can kill a few ghosts, cast some simple spells, and become popular among your peers, you should have a high fever.
If it smells good, what real ability can it have?
But the result was that a spiritual attack he had carried out for more than thirty years was easily broken by others, and he also directly attacked himself, severely injuring himself.
"With your sophistication, you still dare to talk about murder and silence?" Lu Zheng said in surprise, "And you said it to me?"
The middle-aged man in Taoist robes finally understood why Lu Zheng was surprised just now. It wasn't that he didn't know the word "kill and silence", but he was surprised that he dared to kill and silence him.
The minion wants to kill the big boss, so of course the big boss is surprised.
"The wind is tight! Pull!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robes shouted, turned around and was about to run away.
"Certainly!"
With a slight scolding, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes froze on the spot.
"Stabilizing Curse! Stabilizing Curse! It's actually a Stabilizing Curse! This guy actually knows the Stabilizing Curse!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robes shouted in his heart, but his whole body was frozen. Except for his thoughts and eyes, no other parts moved at all.
Not for a moment.
Lu Zheng nodded, Damn, is this the effect of the Immobilization Spell? Once the spell is cast, the opponent cannot move at all. How could he be able to last for one breath like King Ding Yelan?
Passing by the middle-aged man in Taoist robes, Lu Zheng saw the man's fearful eyes begging for mercy, and lightly placed a palm on his chest.
As soon as I vomited all my strength, my heart was broken.
"Buzz!"
The jade seal in my mind shook, and forty-nine rays of luck entered my account.
"Huh? No!"
Lu Zheng's eyes narrowed and he turned to look at the middle-aged man in Taoist robes who had fallen to the ground.
According to his age, status and moral character, his future growth space is limited. If he can draw ten rays of luck, he will die. What the hell is forty-nine rays?
This is the kind of luck that will only be given when there is great growth in the future and the opportunity has been obtained.
For example, the commission when the Peach Blossom Temple was completed, or the commission when Hu Zhou's martial arts was first established.
Another example is King Yelan. If he were allowed to collect the Netherworld Heart and obtain the scent of incense, if he were to be killed at that time, it would not be more than a hundred rays of luck. It is estimated that three hundred rays would be possible.
Since this former Taoist priest has so many, Lu Zheng turned his gaze to the other side, his eyes shining!
…
Lu Zheng and the middle-aged man in Tao Pao were actually far away from the battlefield, but they had been paying attention to this side. Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face meeting. Before they could see the fight, they saw the middle-aged man in Tao Pao vomiting blood and dying.
He retreated, then yelled and ran away. Then he froze in place and was beaten to death by Lu Zheng.
This situation is extremely weird, but the death of a middle-aged Taoist priest cannot be faked.
So the skinny man turned around and ran away. The strong man also knocked back Wang Changxiong three steps with one palm, and then used his strength to jump back without saying a harsh word.
The light in Lu Zheng's eyes did not diminish, he just shook his head and sneered, "Can you run away?"