Wrapping it in a green cloth, tying the willow vase diagonally behind his back, saying hello to his second senior brother and Yue Anyan, Zhang Wenfeng put on his bamboo hat and set off from the front mountain.
He deliberately left the donkey on the mountain to guard against the revenge of two vengeful demon spirits.
The outer courtyard wall of Aishan has been completed, and the master craftsmen and helpers are rushing to meet the construction deadline. He did not go up and wander around, walked onto the official road, and walked faster to the east.
When passing through Canghe Town, be careful of the crowds approaching you.
Nothing happened along the way. Zhang Wenfeng went around to the north gate to show his identity card and entered the city smoothly.
Relatively speaking, there are fewer people entering and exiting through the north gate.
Passing through the city gate, walked forward about a hundred feet, and reached the second street intersection. There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going. A yellow-faced man carrying half a load of firewood suddenly made an "Ouch" sound under his feet. He felt weak, his body lost balance, and he stretched out his hands to grab and dance in the direction of Zhang Wenfeng.
Zhang Wenfeng took a step forward and gave him more than ten feet in the blink of an eye, without reaching out to help him.
"Bahji", the man fell hard, and the pole, basket, and firewood rolled to the ground, making him very embarrassed.
There were screams and footsteps nearby, and some people sneered at the indifferent behavior of the Taoist priest wearing a hat.
Just when Zhang Wenfeng turned around to check, a stout man running to the right to watch the excitement suddenly opened his arms, his face twisted, and rushed towards Zhang Wenfeng, trying to hug him from the side.
Zhang Wenfeng's senses were sharp. He tapped his feet lightly, used his body to lead the way, and moved to the left where there were few people.
The stout man in short clothes jumped out of the way and fell onto the stone street. He screamed "Oh!" and was nearly ten feet away. This time he fell very hard.
Zhang Wenfeng used his spiritual eye skill to scan around. He saw that the two men were both mortals, and there was thin black air hovering above their heads. He understood that this was not an accident!
The two sprites followed him to the city, controlling passers-by with their wish magic, hoping to create chaos, and then attack him during the chaos. He was actually on guard all the way, but he didn't expect the sprites to be so bold. .
If you dare to act recklessly in the city, you are not afraid of being struck by thunder.
He did not draw his sword, but made a Wuyou Jue with his left hand, silently recited the Tao Sutra, and observed calmly without any disturbance in his mind.
The two demon spirits have limited moral skills and should not be far away from him, otherwise they will not be able to control the minds of two mortals.
Just as he turned around, a panicked woman wearing a light green double-breasted skirt who was dodging the collision of pedestrians and holding a child suddenly took action. She pulled out a tan ruler-length short blade from her sleeve, her body was like smoke, and she silently moved toward Zhang Wenfeng stabbed him hard from behind.
There were several screams, and the crowd watching nearby was simply frightened.
What's the situation? Why did that woman still use the knife?
"Qiang", Zhang Wenfeng noticed something unusual and drew his sword out of its scabbard. The blood talismans on both sides of the sword were implicated, making it bright and scarlet.
Before he went out, he used blood as ink to draw the "Extermination of Evil Yang Qi Talisman" on the sword.
Most of the ancient tree sprites are yin in nature and belong to the wood element. They are more afraid of fire, yang and metal. Among the yellow talismans he currently knows, only the evil-killing yang talisman can be used. In addition, the essence of the sword is gold, and the yang talisman is drawn. The Qi Talisman is just right to deal with the ancient tree sprite.
One of the sprites he encountered at night was only three feet tall. He had previously carefully inspected the three-foot-tall child and found nothing unusual, so he didn't pay much attention to the woman.
What a cunning demon. In order to deal with him, he even disguised himself as a woman.
Use the aroma of rouge to cover up its own very light muddy smell.
He rushed forward with broken steps, holding the sword back in his hand. Ever since he entered the realm and suddenly understood the skill of swordsmanship, the sword has become a continuation of his arm.
Like an arm wielding a sword, it is light and agile.
After a few "ding-dong" sounds, the sword light was brilliant and brilliant, like a blue lotus blooming in the sun.
The woman who was attacking him was instantly killed, and her face turned pale. She was defeated as soon as they fought. Her dress was torn and ripped in several places, and she stepped back to dodge.
Seeing the sword being used in broad daylight, the people nearby were shocked and excited.
There has not been such excitement in the city for many years.
Some people's eyes were eager to burrow into the torn skirt of the woman's body, and they were reluctant to move back any further.
The woman took a few steps back and reached out to push the frightened child forward.
The little guy flew up and hit the sword light that was chasing after him.
Zhang Wenfeng was quite helpless. He still couldn't do what he wanted to do, regardless of the life of a mortal child, and kill two with one sword-->>
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Cruel things happened, but fortunately he was able to control the sword freely.
The edge of the sword is slightly narrowed, and the steps are slanted.
With a flick of his left sleeve, he rolled up the missing child from an unknown family and dropped it to the ground.
"Thief, please leave!"
Zhang Wenfeng shouted, as long as he entangled the demon spirit for a moment and prevented the demon spirit from getting away, Wu Qianping and the others would notice the violent Yuan Qi fluctuations that he deliberately stirred up, and they would quickly arrive.
With such a good opportunity, he couldn't easily let go of the demon spirit who dared to show up to assassinate him.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to find the whereabouts of the ancient tree sprite.
The woman did not dare to take the opportunity to attack. She had already tasted the power of Taoist swordsmanship. She stepped back a few feet away and swung her wide sleeves, knocking many passers-by who were watching the fun without knowing they were in danger, and slammed them into her from behind. Taoist priests chasing after him.
The force was so strong that several people screamed "Ouch" and flew up.
She did not dare to commit murder easily against mortals who had no hatred, but she was very happy to kill a few mortals with the sword of a Taoist priest and let the Taoist bear the burden of the crime.
Zhang Wenfeng couldn't complain about passers-by's tendency to join in the fun, even without regard for their own lives.
He could only use his left hand to catch, catch, push, block and other techniques to resolve them one by one, so that no one would be hurt by his sword. The speed of his feet hardly slowed down, he changed directions with small steps, and chased the woman not far behind him, shouting:
"Everyone, get away!"
Other passers-by saw the dazzling swords swinging, and several people fell down on the street one after another. They were so frightened that they ran backwards.
There were noisy shouts, footsteps running on the ground, children crying, and chaos reigned.
The woman had retreated to a big tree on the street, stepped forward, and pushed away the last two people she could catch.
Zhang Wenfeng's eyes were stern, and he waved his hand to push the person away, as long as no one died under his sword.
If these idiots watching the fun fell down, rolled around a few times, got bruises and bruises, or knocked out their front teeth, he wouldn't care. It was already pretty good if they survived.
Suffering some injuries is the price of not seeing the excitement.
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly felt something was wrong. When he moved the person behind him, he smelled a very faint muddy smell.
There were people running in panic everywhere, so he didn't have time to think too much. In his busy schedule, he stepped on his feet and jumped more than two feet like a cat, without feeling any panic in his heart.
What should come will eventually come, which is better than him always being on guard.
"Whoa", a weak scholar in a white robe pulled out a black and red wooden thorn from his sleeve, and stabbed it hard from the back into the air.
The short blade in the hand of the woman in the light green skirt pointed at the Taoist priest in the air, and a faint green luster flashed on the short blade.
A black-faced old man ran vigorously from the side, holding a wooden crutch in his hand. He was surrounded from three sides and was waiting for the Taoist priest to fall down after exhausting his strength. They had already lost several breaths of time and had to fight quickly to snatch back the willow bottle behind the Taoist priest. .
It won't be long before the masters from Daolu Branch will arrive.
Zhang Wenfeng was a little surprised that there were actually three demon spirits, and hoped that there was no fourth one hidden secretly.
He was in the air and had nowhere to use his strength. In the rush just now, his strength was not enough. He could not stay for long, so he immediately turned around, turned his head downwards and turned his feet upwards, waving the green bamboo sword in his hand.
Under the sun, the sword is light and dazzling, as gorgeous as flowers blooming.
Even when he was dealing with the old ghost from Xiheshan that day, he didn't use all his strength like this. Yuan Qi was poured into the sword crazily. For the first time, he used all his strength to unleash Yuan Qi's "Flying Style", feeling a high-spirited and happy feeling in his heart.
He was in the air, condescending, and when he turned around, he saw three figures in the distance, leaping towards them in a hurry.
His help arrived.
So what are the worries? What if Yuan Qi is exhausted?
He wanted to teach the three demon spirits an unforgettable lesson, so he set a trap in the city and thought he would be easy to deal with?
He has a special skill that he didn't have a chance to use yesterday, so it would be even better if he could save one today.
This was not the night for sprites to perform their many evil tricks.
In broad daylight, the demon spirit appears in human form, its speed is greatly limited, and the methods it can use are much less.
This is recorded in the classics!
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