Liu Yushu's eyes became more murderous, but he obviously had no strength to resist the old man.
The old man put the longevity bowl into his hands, just like he asked me to hold the copper longevity bowl that day. He pressed his hands hard and let Liu Yucur's two thumbs clasp the rim of the skull longevity bowl.
The rim of the bowl was wrapped with gold. The moment Liu Yushu held the longevity bowl tightly, the vision in his eyes suddenly became blurred, the murderous intention also subsided, and the whole person became sluggish, just like Feng Jun who had lost his mind at that time...
I looked straight at the longevity bowl, with more sweat on my forehead.
I had high expectations, but soon turned into disappointment.
In fact, I was lucky for a moment, hoping that what Liu Yushu said would come true. This old man's bowl couldn't bear his life.
Now the bowl is not broken...
I'm afraid if it is a copper bowl, it may not be possible, but Li Dexian himself is a Feng Shui master, and his skull is hard enough to hold the life of the Liu family Taoist priest.
My hand was already holding the mourning stick, and I lowered my voice very low, ready to tell Zhang Er that I couldn't wait any longer.
At this moment, Zhang Er suddenly raised his hand and covered my mouth.
My eyes widened, and the next moment, a sharp shout suddenly sounded from the other side of the attic.
"You murderous villain! If you dare to attack seniors of the Liu family, you will die!"
I stared at the attic through the gap in the wooden board, and found that the person rushing out from the other side of the attic was a Taoist priest. He was not Mao Yuanyang. He was holding a peach wood sword in his hand and pointed directly at the old man's neck. Go!
Although the Yuan family's Yin and Yang Mansion was large, and although the location where the old man escaped with Liu Yucura was tricky, Liu Yucura shed too much blood. This was an obvious route.
What shocked me even more was that Zhang Er had already calculated this?
The mantis hunts the cicada, followed by the oriole, and after the oriole, there is another hunter!
I had thought about Zhang Er like this before, but I didn't expect that Zhang Er could do this even in such a situation where he didn't know the enemy at all.
The old man suddenly turned his head, as if his movements were too slow to resist.
But I know that it is definitely not too late for him to resist.
He was able to withstand a direct fight with Liu Yusu, and he deliberately let Liu Yusu fall into a trap. How could a Taoist priest who suddenly rushed out catch him off guard?
I felt a chill in my heart, but Zhang Er covered my mouth and I couldn't make a sound.
I also know better that I can't speak out. Now Liu Yu's life hangs on a thread. Even if I don't want to kill more innocent people, I know the choice... This is our only chance to deal with this old man!
In an instant, the Taoist priest came to the old man.
Behind him, seven more people filed out, one after another wielding their swords.
The old man suddenly raised his hand and pulled back!
Nuo Da's head flew up out of thin air, and blood spurted out with a hiss, hitting the beams with a bang, and then sprinkled down, as if a small rain of blood formed in the house.
A lot of blood spattered on the old man's head, including Liu Yushu's. The Taoist priest's blood fell on the top of his head and then fell into his eyes. His eyes began to turn blood red, and his expression seemed to be struggling?
With a muffled bang, the decapitated Taoist priest fell heavily to the ground, and the peach wood sword was pierced into the floor. He remained motionless and completely lost his life.
The seven Taoist priests who rushed out from behind stopped suddenly, their eyes filled with panic.
Not only did I notice that Liu Yushu was resisting, but I also noticed that in front of the old man, there was a steel wire glowing with blood. It formed a trap and hung in front of the old man. It was obviously pulled from the beam.
Although the wire is thin, with sheer force, it can easily break a person's limbs and head.
"In normal times, I would enjoy your lifespan one by one." The old man's drake voice trembled slightly, as if he was overly excited.
He stretched out his hand and wiped the top of his head. The few lone hairs were also stained with blood and looked even more strange.
"But today I want to use the Taoist priest's life of the Liu family and Luo Shiliu's life first. If you don't know what's good for you, just keep them all!"
The old man's body arched slightly, and the next moment, he suddenly rushed towards the seven Taoist priests!
A Taoist priest was decapitated without the ability to respond, and Liu Yushu was controlled like this. The seven people seemed to have lost the courage to fight and were so panicked that they wanted to retreat and flee.
The old man tightened his hands and crossed a Taoist priest's body with a swish. The Taoist priest fell directly with a bang! One right leg was broken at the knee.
The old man raised his legs at the same time and kicked him hard on the head.
He was immediately kicked to the side of the wall, motionless and lost consciousness.
A broken leg would not kill him immediately, this kick would just make him unconscious.
Several Taoist priests looked at each other and saw that they were no match for the old man.
Suddenly there was another loud shout: "Today I point my sword at the heaven, and the twenty-four mountains serve as the Holy Spirit! Confucius gave me the awe-inspiring energy, and I will destroy all evils!"
"Point the soul and soul break! Point the soul, the soul disappears!" With a whoosh, a pitch black peach wood sword burst out from behind the Taoist priests!
It happened to be the time when the old man retracted his legs and lacked back strength. This is clearly the sword used by Mao Yuanyang, Taoist Master Maotao!
In an instant, Maotao Sword attacked the old man's front door!
The old man suddenly raised his arms and slapped his hands hard towards the middle! With a snap, the Maotao Sword was held firmly in the old man's hand.
I can also see clearly that if the old man cuts off the Maotao Sword with a steel wire, the tip of the sword will also stab him. If it is cut in the middle, two broken swords will form and stab his face.
After all, it was too close. After all, Mao Yuanyang at the rear didn't rush out first even if one of his disciples had his head cut off or another disciple's leg was broken off.
He also took action at the right moment!
In this moment, although the old man blocked the sword, his palm was clearly pierced and blood flowed out.
In the next moment, Mao Yuanyang rushed out to the old man's door. He grabbed the hilt of the Maotao sword and pulled it out.
“If you click on your ears, you will be deaf!” “If you click on your eyes, you will be blind!” “If you click on your nose, you will get a broken nose!”
"Click, mouth is broken!" Mao Yuanyang's speed was even faster, and he thrust out four swords in succession.
But compared to Liu Yushu, he was still a little slower.
All four swords were easily dodged by the old man, who suddenly grabbed them out of thin air.
It seemed like he didn't touch anything, but in fact I saw that he grabbed a hanging wire.
There are hanging wires everywhere in this attic! All are the old man's weapons.
He jumped up, and using Mao Yuanyang's opening, he kicked him in the face...
Mao Yuanyang screamed, fell heavily and was kicked to the ground. There was an extremely obvious big footprint on his face, and the bridge of his nose had collapsed.
The four white eyes that were bloodshot were even more murderous.
"You are not allowed to leave! You must kill him!"
But just as Mao Yuanyang said these words, the old man suddenly grabbed his hair, lifted him up, and dragged him towards Liu Yushu!
The old man's drake voice was even darker.
"Your life is not weak either. Four white eyes are rare, so I'll take your life first."
