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Chapter 123: The Demons Dance

Fang Zhenhai and the others were discussing in a small town called Linfeng. At this time, the small town was hung with all kinds of fancy flags, which made Gu Cheng feel dizzy.

Stepping into the city, there are almost no ordinary people in this small town. They are all rebels and bandits from Nanyi County.

Compared with them, although the rebel army under Fang Zhenhai also had a strong sense of recklessness, they had fought fierce battles with the imperial army after all. Their discipline was much better than these rebels, and they all wore imperial uniforms.

The armor looks neater than those of the rebels and bandits.

As soon as they entered the city, someone laughed and said: "King Fang Tian, ​​long time no see, you are really rich now.

As soon as we entered the city, I thought it was the elite frontier troops from the imperial court who had entered the city."

The man who spoke was a fat man, a big fat man.

How big is he? His height is nearly two feet, but his width is also close to two feet. He has a shaved head, and only wears something like a cassock on his upper body. His exposed skin is covered with hideous and terrifying magic lines.

Taoist Mengshan whispered to Gu Cheng from behind: "This man's name is Zhen Dingduoluo. He is from the Western Regions and is nicknamed 'Rou Maitreya.'

Taste.

Moreover, this man has a weird personality and is moody. When he is happy, he will reward his subordinates with anything except his own life, including his wife and concubines.

It can be crushed to death directly."

Fang Zhenhai listened to the other party's strange words and snorted softly: "What are the elite frontier troops? The Beixuan Army is still vulnerable to our Chaos Wu Army. The head of the Beixuan Army General Bei Shaojie can now be

It’s still hanging in my back hall!”

Zhendinguoluo smiled strangely and said: "King Fang Tian is domineering, that old magic stick is waiting for you inside. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so don't start fighting when we meet. Harmony will bring wealth."

Fang Zhenhai said coldly: "Of course someone on our side also wants to make peace and make money, but the premise is that someone doesn't cause trouble!"

With that said, several people walked all the way to a large house in the center and walked into the hall. There were already more than ten people inside, and behind them were some of their subordinates and confidants.

There were old and young, men and women in the whole hall, and it was a messy scene.

Taoist Mengshan whispered to Gu Cheng: "Did you see that old man who was as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a black Taoist robe, and with a high crown on his head that was longer than his head? He is Zhang Xian, the Taihao Heavenly Master.

There is also that young man who is wearing a red brocade suit and a flower in his hair. He is Jiang Wuyan, the "flower boy". Although he is young, he is actually over fifty years old.

Yes, because I have the secret method of dual cultivation in my body, I can keep my appearance forever.

By the way, this dual cultivator does not differentiate between men and women.

The inconspicuous old man in front of him who looks like an old farmer is Dou Guangquan, the leader of Qinglong Village. He is the oldest among the rebels in Nanyi County. He was the one who supported the 18th Route Bandits in Nanyi County. In the past, Gao Jiande also

I have received favor from him."

Taoist Mengshan introduced everyone present to Gu Cheng one by one. In fact, most of these so-called rebels and bandits were just a ragtag group of people. Although they stood up to oppose the imperial court, they had not openly destroyed the imperial court like Fang Zhenhai.

A large army, they look more like bandits than soldiers.

Fang Zhenhai stepped into the lobby, looked at the Taihao Heavenly Master Zhang Xian and said calmly: "Old Master Zhang, kill people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay for their debts. Your men who killed my people can just hand them over happily, but you still pay them back."

What do you mean by insisting on torturing everyone?"

Zhang Xian sneered and said: "Killing people to pay back debts and money is correct, but why don't you ask why my men kill people?

Fang Zhenhai, now that you have occupied Nanyi County and destroyed a large army of the imperial court, you are really majestic and domineering. Nanyi County cannot tolerate you. Are you going to reach out to other places now?

Your people have reached out to my territory to grab meat and eat it. Do you still want my people to swallow their anger and act like blind and deaf people?

Swords have no eyes. Isn't it normal for a lot of people to die in this kind of conflict? If you want people, first explain the matter of getting your men across the border!"

Fang Zhenhai glared, and a demonic aura surrounded him. The aura was like the arrival of a wild and ferocious beast, which stagnated the vitality in the entire hall.

"So, are you not going to hand it over to me? It doesn't matter if you don't want to hand it over. I will come and get it myself today!"

Zhang Xian's eyes actually flashed with black lightning. Hearing this, he said coldly: "Okay, by chance, I also want to experience the Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Demon from the King of Heaven!"

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had become so solemn, Dou Guangquan, who was like an old farmer, quickly said: "Both of you, we are all our own people. At the same time, we are making a living in Nanjiu County and fighting against the unjust court.

It’s not worth it to kill each other when everyone’s life has just improved.”

Dou Guangquan's strength and power are definitely not as good as Fang Zhenhai's, but his qualifications are too old, even Fang Zhenhai has to give him face.

Hearing this, Fang Zhenhai cupped his hands and said, "What Mr. Dou said is that I don't want to take action, but my brothers cannot die in vain."

Zhang Xian also refused to give in: "I don't have the habit of throwing my men out to pay for their crimes!"

Seeing the two of them acting like this, Dou Guangquan also felt a little headache.

These two are now the most powerful and powerful rebels in Nanjiu County, at least on the surface.

The other one was not weak, and also didn’t want to admit defeat, so the two sides just started competing.

At this time, Na Zhendinguoluo suddenly laughed a few times and said: "I said that you people from the Central Plains are very particular about it. How can this kind of thing be so troublesome? You will know after a few games.

The loser just does what the other party says, it’s that simple, why bother with so much hassle?”

This Zhending Tuoluo's idea was simple and crude. Dou Guangquan frowned and said, "We are already the leaders of a certain force. How can we behave like we are still fighting to the death over such a thing?"

Zhendinguoluo waved his hand casually and said: "Then let my men go and fight, sign a sign of life and death, and fight more fiercely, life and death are optional. By the way, Lord Buddha, I will open the trading, is there anyone who wants to follow?"

This Zhendinguoluo was not giving advice to both parties. He was just watching the excitement and didn't mind the matter. At this time, he actually wanted to take a gamble.

But don't mention it, his idea is really the most temporary and useful. Since the dispute can't be resolved, let's rely on fists, feet and swords to resolve it.

Fang Zhenhai snorted and said: "This method is good, I agree, what do you think?"

Zhang Xian also snorted coldly: "If we fight, we will fight, but how will we fight and how many people will be on both sides?"

Zhendinguoluo shouted from the side: "You guys are really unhappy in doing things. You win two out of three games, one for the sixth grade and two for the seventh grade. How about it?"

The two people snorted coldly at the same time and said nothing.

"Ankanghu, come on."

"Yes, King of Heaven!"

Ankanghu walked towards the field carrying a red-blooded mace, pointed at Zhang Xian and his gang, and said in a muffled voice: "Which one is coming to die?"

Zhang Xian said to a young man behind him who looked like him: "Lin'er, go ahead and be gentle. Don't kill the Eight Great Vajras under King Fang Tian. It's not easy for people to come up with auspicious numbers."

The young man showed a strange smile and said, "Don't worry, uncle, my nephew will be merciful."

Zhang Linzheng is Zhang Xian's nephew, and his cultivation is as good as Zhang Xian's.

A fight between two sixth-grade cultivators would definitely not fit in the hall, so everyone went out directly to the open space outside for a martial arts performance.

Zhang Lin, who was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, saluted Ankang Hu and said, "Brother, be careful, I'm about to take action."

Ankanghu subconsciously wanted to return the favor, after all, he couldn't lose in etiquette.

But before he could hand over his hand, Zhang Lin's figure in front of him suddenly turned into a pool of clear water and seeped into the ground.

"Be careful with his Taihao magic!"

Fang Zhenhai suddenly shouted loudly and said to himself, "Oh no."

He knew the details of Zhang Xian's cultivation, but who would have thought that he had cultivated his nephew to this level without knowing when.

Although Ankang Hu was not aware of it for a moment and did not react, he was rich in battle experience. The red blood mace in his hand slammed towards the ground, and a strong wave suddenly erupted, and the blood-colored energy trembled.

Then, it spread to the ground, and the ground beneath his feet was shattered inch by inch, and a hole of several feet was made by his stick.

But at this moment, a layer of water mist suddenly appeared behind him, and Zhang Lin's figure emerged from the water mist. He made a seal with his hands, with two horns on his head, and a hideous and terrifying ghost head facing Ankang.

The tiger bites from the back of the heart!

Taihao magic·Five elements escape!

Taihao's magic: Two ghosts walking at night!

Ankang Hu turned his head fiercely, and a fierce roar of tigers and dragons erupted all over him. The blood-colored energy was soaked in the mace. He turned around and swept across, and a strong wind whistle sounded, directly knocking the two ghosts away.

Smashed to pieces!

But at this moment, a sly smile appeared on Zhang Lin's face.

The moment the ghost head was shattered, it turned into countless black threads, facing the red blood mace, and wrapped around Ankang Tiger's body.

No matter how much Ankang Hu's powerful energy exploded, he couldn't break free.

Taihao's magic: Ghost resentment entwines silk threads!

Zhang Lin made a bow and arrow gesture, and a ghost figure with disheveled hair and white robes appeared behind him, holding a long bow of bones, and blood-colored arrows shot out!

Taihao's magic·vampire arrow!

The blood-colored arrow landed on Ankang Hu's body, magically melting his body-protecting Qi and seeping into Rang's body, swallowing up his Qi and blood like a living creature.

Ankang Tiger was like a violent beast, roaring to the sky, and finally broke away from the ghostly grudge. But the next moment, as the two talismans in Zhang Lin's hand fell, two powers, one gray and one white, appeared in the sky.

His whole body exploded instantly.

The gray power is like ghostly energy, absorbing Yang energy, and the white power is like demonic energy, corroding the physical body.

Taihao's magic and demonic decree!

The ghostly energy and demonic energy exploded at the same time, and Ankanghu spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee.

Zhang Lin said with a half-smile, "You lose."


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