At noon the next day, outside Li Gongfu's home in Qiantang County.
I saw an oil-walled truck parked quietly nearby, and a cold Confucian scholar stepped out of the car.
This Confucian scholar looks to be in his twenties, with a handsome face, like a bachelor from the Imperial College, but there is an incongruous and cold aura about him.
This person is none other than Wuyan Alin, the great elder of the Black Witch Cult.
"Great Elder, according to the news from He Shilie Hu La, the woman and her sister that the Lord is interested in are here, but the rest of the family are ignorant people and have been deceived by them."
"In addition, the little Taoist priest who injured Tang Kuowuye is also here." A short man said hoarsely.
"That little Taoist priest, is that Feng Zhou who didn't become the Great Master of the Song Dynasty?" A trace of disdain flashed in Wu Yan'alin's eyes: "Taoist priests in the south are used to bragging. How dare a little Taoist priest dare to challenge the majesty of the Great Jin Kingdom?"
This trip will let the people of the South know how powerful my Black Witch Cult is!"
"They think that we can do nothing to them without using the power of the Song government. How could they know how powerful the Great Elder is."
When the short man heard this, the muscles on his face couldn't help but beat.
Who in the White Mountains and Black Waters doesn’t know the strength of Wu Yan’alin, the great elder of the Black Witch Cult?
You must know that without the support of the Black Witch Cult, Wan Yanliang would not be able to usurp the throne calmly today.
Even if you ascend the throne and become emperor, you may not be able to secure that position.
Facing an enemy like Wu Yan'alin, it is best for the opponent to face the punishment of being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts and quartered by five horses.
Thinking that the great elder was angry, he expressed deep condolences to Feng Zhou, who had never been masked before.
"Pang Yong, let's go in."
Under Wu Yan'alin's greeting, a young man got off the oil-walled truck. This man had a stern face, a thin body, and was not tall. He was wearing a warrior uniform. At first glance, he looked like a brave man who was good at personal fighting.
It's just that this man's eyes were dull and his face was rigid. When he heard the words, he made a stunned voice and followed closely behind Wu Yan'alin.
The three of them walked slowly towards Li's house. When they were five feet away from the door, Wu Yan'alin suddenly said loudly:
"Master Feng, Miss Xiaoqing, I have arrived, do you dare to come out and see me?"
Fortunately, Li Gongfu came from a well-off family, and the courtyard was not small. It was close to the city wall, and there was no one on the street. The vermilion door opened in the wind, but He Shilie came out. When he saw Wu Yan'alin, he knelt down and saluted:
"Great Elder, that person is already waiting for you inside."
This Heshi Liehu La came an hour earlier than Wu Yan'alin, and came to send him a greeting card.
"What a big arrogance." Wuyan Alin snorted coldly.
He looked to be only about 20 years old, but in fact he was already nearly 40 years old. He had been traveling in the Baishan and Blackwater areas for more than ten years. Even the royal family of the Jin Kingdom did not dare to neglect him like this. He did not expect that when he came to the vassal country of the Song Kingdom, the magic here
This person is so ignorant.
Wu Yan'alin became even more angry and walked in. He saw three people standing in the courtyard.
In addition to a young Taoist priest, there are also two women, one wearing white clothes and the other wearing green clothes. These two women are both beautiful and fragrant.
There was a table and two chairs in the yard. The little Taoist priest was sitting on a round stool, closing his eyes and meditating.
The two women were standing behind him.
Wu Yan'alin walked over without looking at the two stunning beauties, found a round stool and sat down, and said with a smile:
"At a young age, Taoist Master Feng is not moved by fame and fortune. He is not subject to the position of 'National Master of the Song Dynasty'. He is really indifferent to fame and fortune and has a bright future."
"I think Feng Taoist Priest has misunderstood. We, the Black Witch Sect, have no interest in getting involved in the affairs of the Song Dynasty, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism. However, my family master fell in love with Miss Qing at first sight. Feng Taoist Priest is a man who loves women.
Love is human ethics. My master has a noble status and will not humiliate Miss Qing. If Taoist Master Feng agrees, as long as he leaves here, then Taoist Master Feng can gain the friendship of my Black Witch Cult. In the future, he will always have Beidi.
There is no obstruction, how about it?”
Xiao Qing's face was tense, while White Lady Bai Suzhen's face was pale, as if she didn't pay attention to Wu Yan'alin in front of her.
But Feng Zhou said leisurely:
"Who told you to sit down?"
"What did you say?" Wu Yan'alin's smile froze.
"The heroine Emperor Wan Yanliang went south in disguise to peep into the reality of the Song Dynasty. This matter has nothing to do with Pindao, but if you make Pindao unhappy, Pindao will chase you north and wipe out the black witch lineage, and he will not give up.
!”
"Seeking death!" Before Wu Yan'alin could say anything, the short man behind him had already shouted angrily.
He never expected that Feng Zhou could see what was behind the matter at a glance.
Either take it as your own or never keep it.
Otherwise, if the whereabouts of the Emperor of the Jin Dynasty were grasped by the Song people, once an uncontrollable incident occurred, the entire North would be overturned.
Then wouldn’t the Black Witch Cult be jointly targeted by all forces in the Jin Kingdom? When will they stand up bravely?
"Seal the boat!"
The smile on Wu Yan'alin's face faded and he said coldly:
"I think highly of you and call you Taoist Master. If I look down on you, you are nothing more than an ant. How dare you say such nonsense in front of me!"
"You are just a shallow and ignorant little Taoist priest. You know a little magic, but you dare to be so arrogant? A Taoist like you, who lives in the north, has killed countless people."
"You don't know respect. It seems that your Black Witch Cult is destined to be wiped out by me!" Feng Zhou snorted coldly and looked at Wuyan Alin with an expression as if he were a slaughtered lamb.
"snort!"
Wu Yan'alin could no longer suppress his anger, slammed the table and shouted: "Pang Yong!"
The tough young man behind him immediately jumped up and punched Feng Zhou violently.
Although he was not tall, he seemed to be loaded with springs. He jumped up from the ground and punched into the sky, hitting Feng Zhou directly.
Judging from his body shape and movements, it was obvious that he was a top-notch expert, and even the White Snake was slightly startled.
With her thousands of years of cultivation, it was enough to tell that this guy named Pang Yong, with his brute strength and bravery, was definitely not inferior to the mountain protector of Qingcheng Mountain. If Feng Zhou was hit by his punch, he would probably be injured.
"So arrogant!"
Xiaoqing was not happy anymore.
She was in a state of agitation now. When she saw someone attacking Feng Zhou, she immediately took action. She waved her sleeves and held a sharp sword in her hand. She struck first and struck Pang Yong on the wrist instantly.
There was a "dang" sound.
However, he heard a proper sound and bent the long sword, but Pang Yong's arm had no effect at all. Instead, he punched her across. Xiao Qing was startled and then realized: "She has an iron wrist guard on her wrist, so the sword cannot penetrate."
"
Pang Yong has a strong figure, even Xiao Qing can't compare with her. In the midst of her busy schedule, she saw Pang Yong's fist pass by the tip of her nose. She was shocked and backed away from Pang Yong's fist.
attack.
But Xiao Qing was also unconvinced. After regaining his footing, he waved his sword again and attacked Pang Yong repeatedly.
Unexpectedly, Pang Yong ignored the opponent's sword force, jumped up and down, punched and kicked, and even used elbows and knees to attack like a violent storm. If he really didn't make a move, he would strike as fast as lightning.
The feet, elbows, and knees were like mercury pouring down the ground, and the attack was like a tide, as if there were eight arms attacking at the same time.
Rao is a sharp sword method, and Pang Yong's joints, chests, and even throats are constantly stabbing the sound of "Dang Dang Dang", which has no harm to Pang Yong.
In desperation, he had no choice but to fight hard with his fists.
"boom!"
The two fistfight.
Pang Yong didn't move at all, but Xiao Qing kept retreating. Even though he was full of magic power, he could hardly stand still.
Seeing that Pang Yong had repelled Xiao Qing, he didn't do anything wrong for himself. He took a few steps back and continued to stand behind Wu Yan'alin.
"This is the 'Great Puppet Technique' of your Black Witch Cult, but why is he invulnerable?" White Snake said solemnly, her tone full of fear.
"good."
Wu Yan'alin stood up and said: "Speaking of which, this Pang Yong is also from your Song Dynasty. He once served as the captain of the garrison in Dashanguan Jiangdu City. He was good at martial arts. He offended my black witch sect half a year ago and was killed.
I personally used the secret technique within the sect and spent a year refining this 'Puppet Man'."
"Those who have been hit by my 'Big Puppet Technique', although their minds are controlled by me, their martial arts skills increase tenfold, as if they are made of steel and are invulnerable. Ordinary warriors cannot kill them at all, but they are the ultimate masters and masters of magic.
He can also fight."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Zhou with his hands behind his hands and said, "How about it, Master Feng, are my subordinates still in your sight?"
When Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing heard this, they couldn't help but feel chilled in their hearts.
It's about a sane person who takes control of his mind and becomes a walking zombie.
How cruel and terrifying is this?
The white lady couldn't help but squeeze Xiaoqing's hand, and the palms of both of them couldn't help but feel sweat.
Naturally, the two of them are not afraid of the Black Witch Cult. The worst they can do is run away and hide in Qingcheng Mountain or Lishan Mountain. How could the Black Witch Cult be so crazy?
But Xu Xian, White Snake's official, and Xu Xian's sister and brother-in-law are still living in Qiantang County. They are ordinary people. If they fall into the hands of the Black Witch Cult, wouldn't they be worse off than dead?
"The Taoist Priest?"
The white lady only felt that it was extremely difficult and couldn't help but weigh the comparison of strength.
Then she discovered distressedly that with her own power, she would probably be tied with He Shilie Hu La at most, and probably no match for Wu Yan A Lin. In desperation, she had no choice but to take a look at Feng Zhou.
"How dare you speak nonsense in front of a mere puppet?"
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhou snorted and shook his head disdainfully.
"Without my Taoist ancestors' research on spirit, soul, etc., where would your Black Witch Cult's progress in magic come from?"
Feng Zhou smiled slightly, slowly took out the bronze dagger, flicked the agate stone on the scabbard, and sighed: "Come and take action, give them a surprise."
As soon as he finished speaking, a giant centipede more than ten feet long appeared out of thin air, like a dragon in the sky, and with a roaring wind, it suddenly attacked Wuyan Alim.