Chapter 1233 The grace of not killing

Style: Science Author: Purple Dream DragonWords: 2168Update Time: 24/01/10 17:48:50
When the four people rushed toward me, I quickly ducked behind them.

Those people were looking at me eagerly, wanting to surround me and beat me up.

But when they rushed to where I was standing just now, they suddenly found that the person was missing, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

Standing behind them, I raised my hand and several Dabi Dou slapped each other on the back of the head.

They didn't even have a chance to take action, so I knocked them to the ground one by one, and they all fainted.

It only takes one move, no fancy tricks, this is a complete crushing in terms of strength.

As soon as he took action, he knocked down five of the opponents, and they were all practitioners. Yang Tiangang and the group of people behind him were all stunned.

Yang Tiangang was so frightened that he took a step back and pulled out a man from behind who was wearing a Tang suit, with middle-parted hair and a mustache.

"Master Ma, it seems I can only leave this person to you."

Mr. Ma looked to be in his fifties and was holding a white paper fan with a big mouse drawn on it.

This man was hiding behind the crowd just now, so I didn't notice him. Now I took a closer look and found that he was actually a practitioner.

It's just that his cultivation level is very low.

In this small county, anyone with a little bit of cultivation is a big shot.

I think this Mr. Ma is also one of Yang Tiangang's cunning friends.

After Master Ma saw what I was doing, he looked at me with a little fear, but he pretended to be calm and took a few steps forward. He cupped his hands and said politely: "This friend is a member of the same group at first glance. I am a member of the Maoshan lineage, and I learned from the Maoshan outer sect disciple Zhan Nian Taoist. I wonder which sect this little brother worships at, and which master he studied under?"

When I heard him say this, I couldn't help but laugh and looked back at the sloppy Taoist priest sitting there drinking.

The sloppy Taoist priest was also a little confused. He slammed the table and said angrily: "Scum! Xiao Jie, clean up the house for me, I am too lazy to take action."

That's fine if he doesn't declare himself a disciple. Today, if he reveals in front of the sloppy Taoist priest that he is the disciple of an outer disciple of the Maoshan Sect, his master may be cheated as well.

The Maoshan Sect hates evil the most, and what they hate the most is doing evil outside under the banner of the Maoshan Sect.

This kind of person must clean up his family and abolish his cultivation.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to take action, do it. When I finish dealing with you, you will know who I am." I said unceremoniously.

When Mr. Ma heard this, he immediately became angry and said, "You madman, you don't understand any rules. Today I will teach you a lesson for your master!"

As he said that, Mr. Ma suddenly shouted loudly, clasped his hands and began to mutter something.

You can feel some fluctuations in the surrounding environment, but they are not big.

Not long after, when he looked at Mr. Ma again, a faint evil aura suddenly filled his body, especially his eyes, which turned a strange red.

This scene looks a bit like a trick by a fairy.

And the monster he invited might be a rat spirit.

However, the rat spirit is not as good as it is. One or two hundred years of Taoism is beyond the pale.

Generally, after this kind of invitation to move the upper body of Ma Xian, power that is different from ordinary people will burst out.

After Master Ma's series of actions, he let out a strange "squeak" sound in his throat, and he was about to pounce forward.

When I saw Mr. Ma at this time, I couldn't help but almost laughed.

You said that what you asked for was not good, but you asked a rat spirit to take over, and his moral standards are still so low. Isn't this embarrassing?

After Master Ma was possessed by the rat spirit, he immediately pounced on him.

There is a strong demonic wind on his body.

I dodged one of his pounces, and Master Ma directly hit the table behind me.

The solid wood table was smashed to pieces by his hands.

"Shame! Shame on you! The disciple of the majestic Maoshan Sect's outer disciple actually used the tricks of Ma Xian to embarrass the Maoshan Sect." The sloppy Taoist priest patted his thigh, looking like he hated iron.

He showed his hand, which immediately made Yang Tiangang and others feel more confident.

People behind him started to cheer: "Well done Mr. Ma, for taking care of these boys."

After saying these words, Mr. Masan rushed towards me again.

At this point, I'm going to start showing off again.

I shouted in my heart: "Daughter-in-law, let the other party see how delicious my soft rice is."

"Naughty." The eight-tailed fox snarled, and then spread her demonic energy over my body.

The moment the eight-tailed fox's demonic energy spread throughout my body, Mr. Masan rushed to my side.

If it's half a meter away, it will catch me by the neck.

Then, Mr. Ma suddenly trembled and his eyes nearly flew out of his head.

He jumped up on the spot, and then knelt down next to me with a "pop".

That rat spirit is just a little demon, while my wife’s is a great demon from ancient times, not on the same level at all.

"Get out!" I yelled angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura came out of Mr. Masan's body, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, Mr. Ma felt the terrifying aura of the ancient demon emanating from my wife. He was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled. It took him a while to react: "Spare my life... Please forgive me, Great Immortal."

As he said that, he kept kowtowing towards me.

The sloppy Taoist priest stood up, walked straight towards Mr. Masan, squatted in front of him, took out his badge, and waved it in front of him.

"Master Masan, right? Do you know this thing?"

Mr. Ma Sanye took a closer look and saw the Maoshan Token in the hands of the sloppy Taoist priest. He was so frightened that he cried: "Uncle Master, please be kind and generous and spare my life. I'm just here to help. I didn't know you were here."

"The Maoshan Sect has rules. You cannot use Maoshan Techniques for anything other than evil. Otherwise, you will be severely punished. You must have done a lot of bad things with Yang Tiangang, a bastard. You can be forgiven for the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living crime. Today I will clean up the Maoshan Sect. The portal has ruined your cultivation, what can you say..." the sloppy Taoist priest said angrily.

"I was wrong... Master, please spare your life." Mr. Ma was so frightened that he just kept kowtowing.

The sloppy Taoist priest stopped talking nonsense to him, grabbed his hair, lifted him up from the ground, and kicked him towards his Dantian Qihai.

That Mr. Ma let out a muffled groan, rolled to the ground, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

His Dantian Qihai was kicked to pieces by the sloppy Taoist priest, his cultivation was completely damaged, and he would never be able to practice again.

This was the price he paid for helping Yang Tiangang.

However, even so, Mr. Ma struggled and knelt on the ground: "Thank you, uncle, for not killing me."