Relying on the observation of Qi Watching Technique, Li Yanchu quickly found a place.
This was a temple that was originally somewhat abandoned.
I don’t know what kind of statue is enshrined.
Half of the clay statue was badly damaged.
Li Yanchu noticed a deep cut mark on the pillar of the main hall in the temple.
This place is no longer near the official road, but a relatively quiet place.
Li Yanchu took a few steps inside and saw a burly man carrying a heavy ax who was bandaging a sword wound on his shoulder.
This man has a ferocious appearance, a unibrow, triangular eyes, and an evil aura all over his body. He is obviously the man who drinks blood with his sword head all year round.
While he was bandaging, he was still cursing.
"Damn it, this little girl acted so quickly. If the second master hadn't come, I might have fallen into her hands."
"I will definitely play with her if I get the chance."
The man holding a big ax suddenly frowned and shouted coldly at the door: "Who is this!"
Li Yanchu walked in and said coldly: "Where is the woman who attacked you just now?"
In this scene, Li Yanchu didn't need to think that something must have happened to Fang Qinglan.
The big man said fiercely: "Just ask me, where did this little Taoist priest come from who doesn't know life and death and dares to interfere in my business?"
Li Yanchu's eyes darkened.
At this time, another tall and round man walked out from behind, holding a sharp spear in his hand.
There is a blood groove on the head of the gun, which is extremely sharp. At first glance, it is a murder weapon.
As soon as this man came out, he targeted Li Yanchu.
Compared to the man holding the big axe, the aura of this man was obviously colder.
Like a poisonous snake, staring at you in the dark, always ready to give you a fatal blow.
The man holding the giant ax sneered: "You are the only one who dares to imitate other people's heroes to save the beautiful. I think you have thin skin and tender flesh, so why not let me have fun? Maybe I will tell you when I am happy."
The two of them looked down upon a young Taoist priest who was bare-handed.
Instead, it was Li Yanchu's delicate appearance that piqued the interest of this vicious Jianghu guest.
Li Yanchu didn't rely on others. He had few fights with masters in the arena.
Only that raid killed the wanted criminal Liang Qi and his accomplices.
To be on the safe side, Li Yanchu felt that he still needed a weapon in his hands.
With a thought in his mind, Li Yanchu shouted coldly: "Here comes the knife!"
A heavy and simple long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
The two Jiang Hu Cao Mang were stunned.
"This kid knows sorcery!"
"Do it, kill this little Taoist priest!"
The two of them were shocked, and then they were ready to take action.
call!
The man holding the giant ax swung it directly with a heavy sound of breaking through the air!
He is born with divine power, and there are very few people in the world who can use giant axes. Usually, only warriors on the battlefield use such heavy weapons.
But those who dare to use this kind of ax will not be Yi Yi.
The man who used the gun had received a true biography from a famous master and practiced the gun very hard. He was a disciple of Xue Yang, a famous spearman in Jincheng.
His marksmanship talent is so high that he ranks among the top three of his fellow disciples.
If it weren't for his extreme temper, he wouldn't have been expelled from the master's school, wandering around the world, and become a murderous and reckless person.
When these two people started taking action, their momentum was astonishing!
Clang!
Li Yanchu drew his sword out of its sheath and struck the man wielding the giant ax quickly and domineeringly.
A hot wave of air blew in the air,
Liu Yang Dao Jue.
puff!
The man just felt a flash of sword light and a sharp pain on his shoulder.
A muscular arm was cut off directly.
At this time, the spear of the man with the gun had just pierced Li Yanchu's neck like a poisonous snake.
But.
This heavy and sharp iron gun failed to penetrate Li Yanchu's neck smoothly.
Li Yanchu moved and the sword light lit up.
The man's arm was also chopped off.
The entire hall suddenly fell silent.
Then came the heart-rending screams.
"That's it?" Li Yanchu frowned.
He destroyed two people in one encounter. He originally thought that the other person was a very strong master.
The man wielding the gun was horrified. He was also a third-rate martial artist. He didn't expect to have his arm cut off easily during a fight.
He stared at Li Yanchu in horror.
"Who is this young Taoist priest?"
Li Yanchu stepped on the broken arm of the big man with an axe, making a tooth-aching sound.
Blood gushed out from the big man's broken arm like spring water, which looked extremely scary.
"I'm only asking once, where is he?!" Li Yanchu said coldly.
The big man with the ax looked ferocious and in pain, but he said firmly: "Don't even think of asking me for news!"
boom!
As soon as Li Yanchu stepped down, the big man's head exploded like a watermelon.
The man with the gun was splashed with red and white brains on his face.
The man's face suddenly turned pale.
"Where did the God of Death come from? I really only need to ask once." He was filled with fear.
Li Yanchu glanced at him.
The reckless man suddenly blurted out: "The woman was severely injured by the second master and fled towards the mountains."
They had just brought Fang Qinglan here, and the three of them were fighting fiercely.
The second master suddenly made a move from secret and seriously injured Fang Qinglan. Fang Qinglan escaped with serious injuries, so the two people were left behind.
The second boss went after him alone.
He was a lustful person, and Fang Qinglan could not escape at this time, so he used his martial arts skills to chase after him.
I want to find a secluded place to enjoy this beautiful woman.
Li Yanchu said in a cold voice: "I will catch up. If not, I will let you have a taste of my methods."
After saying that, he kicked the man with the gun in the waist.
With a click, the man felt that his lower body had lost consciousness.
Li Yanchu rushed out of the temple directly.
This place was only ten miles away from entering the mountains, and Li Yanchu got on his horse.
He soon caught up.
There were bloodstains and traces of fighting along the way, but it was not difficult to identify them.
Right now it’s just about being quick.
Too late and things will change.
When Li Yanchu arrived, Fang Qinglan was leaning softly against a big tree.
There was blood on the front of his chest.
The clothes on the arms and thighs were a little torn, exposing the snow-white skin.
There was a will to die in his eyes.
Opposite him stood a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back. He was very dignified, but his eyes were a bit seductive.
He was staring at Fang Qinglan's exposed skin maliciously.
Hearing the sound of galloping horse hooves, the middle-aged man turned his head, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
"Where does this little Taoist priest dare to ruin my good deeds!?" This thought flashed through the middle-aged man's mind.
Fang Qinglan's originally desperate eyes shone with light.
Unexpectedly, Li Yanchu came!
The sound of horse hooves is like thunder, coming in the blink of an eye.
Li Yanchu jumped on his horse and hit him directly.
The middle-aged man was very calm, and with both palms, he hit the running horse directly.
boom!
The tall horse neighed and was knocked over.
