"You are the one who will die!"
Mr. Wang took the knife from the guard's hand, kicked him away, and slashed at the big man with the knife.
This sword has no rules, it is just fast and powerful.
The big man held his long knife in front of him, but was cut down by Mr. Wang, and he actually took several steps back.
The big man was surprised and said: "What evil method are you doing?"
Mr. Wang felt hot all over his body and seemed to have endless strength. He said with a ferocious smile: "Evil method? It's an elixir!"
The big man's face became solemn, and he held the long knife in front of him, clenched his hands, and stared at Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang showed his madness: "Kill me? How could you kill me!"
He rushed forward and slashed at the big man again.
The big man slashed at him three times and found that his strength had not declined at all, which was simply unreasonable.
Not daring to take a direct hit, he relied on his body skills to dodge.
Mr. Wang fully vented the fear that had been hidden in his heart for many years and dispelled the shadow that hung in his heart.
At that time, the Wang family designed this big man's family to embezzle his family property and force all his family to death.
Only this big man was studying abroad. When he heard the bad news at home, he came to the door alone.
More than a dozen guards from the Wang family died before they managed to hold him back until officers and soldiers arrived.
The big man broke out of the encirclement again, was stabbed several times and fled.
Since then, Mr. Wang has had an uncontrollable fear of death.
It was precisely because of this that Taoist Zhen's recipe for longevity had a fatal attraction for him.
Hatred and fear, Mr. Wang brandished his long knife, throwing out a cold light in the moonlight.
He doesn't know how to use swordsmanship, but as long as he's fast enough and strong enough, no swordsmanship can stop him.
Seeing the big man fidgeting in front of him, Mr. Wang laughed loudly: "Zeng Fan, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
On the other side, the battle between the twenty bandits brought by Zeng Fan and the guards turned out to be one-sided.
They have the advantage in numbers, but in a fight, they are far less powerful than the guards.
These bandits are called bandits, but they are actually just farmers who cannot survive. With a sallow complexion and skinny muscles, he barely made a living by hunting, robbing, and stealing.
If harsh government forces people to survive, they will naturally become gangsters.
These people who were hungry were no match for the martial arts guards. They were hacked to death by several guards one after another, and they were in a rout.
Zeng Fan barely parried Mr. Wang's sword. He caught a glimpse of this scene and knew that he could not continue like this, otherwise everything would be in vain.
Zeng Fan shouted: "Madam, don't take action yet!"
call--
The wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was blinding, making Mr. Wang unable to open his eyes.
Zeng Fan took the opportunity to slash Mr. Wang's chest with a knife, but the blow was not deep enough, so Mr. Wang blocked it with his backhand.
A female voice sounded in the dark wind: "Stop pestering me and leave quickly."
Zeng Fan looked at the alert Mr. Wang with hatred and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Mr. Wang wanted to chase him, but there was a sharp pain in his chest and he couldn't catch up.
The dark wind enveloped the carriage, and the four horses stamped their hooves anxiously.
The female voice said again: "Bindfold the horse's eyes or unload it, otherwise it won't be taken away."
"No!" Mr. Wang shouted in fear: "Stop them!"
But Zeng Fan had already stepped forward and slashed the shaft with his knife, letting the horse run away. In an instant, the carriage was swept away by the dark wind.
Zeng Fan continued to act, splitting all four carriages apart, and let the dark wind sweep away the carriages.
Zeng Fan stepped forward to stop the guards, commanded the bandits to retreat into the forest, and showed a ferocious smile: "Mr. Wang, you are finished!"
Mr. Wang was covered in blood and trembling while holding the knife: "Chase! Chase me!"
The guards quickly chased after him, but as soon as they entered the dense forest, they immediately lost track of the bandits.
With no choice, the guards had to withdraw: "Master, he's gone."
"Ah -" Mr. Wang was slashing with a knife: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
"There must be a mole! There must be a mole!" He opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, "Damn it! You guys are here to guard! I'm going to call for rescue!"
"Master, your wound..." A guard pointed at the knife wound on Mr. Wang's chest.
Mr. Wang's face was already covered with a layer of cold sweat. Hearing this, the flesh on his face twitched: "If this matter is leaked, I will lose my life and be injured."
Even so, he ordered his guards to tear open his robes, hastily bandage the wounds, and then rode straight to Xilong Mountain with a knife in hand.
Without a carriage, the horse would run much faster.
Mr. Wang's face turned pale, and the fear in his heart almost swallowed him up.
After running all the way to Xilong Mountain, Mr. Wang ignored the horses and rushed towards the mountain while covering his wounds.
The smell of blood had already alarmed the big ghosts in the mountains. Mr. Wang arrived in front of the Taoist temple and slammed the door: "Taoist! Taoist! Something bad has happened!"
Mrs. Diyin, who had a round figure and was as white as lotus root powder, sat still, but her neck continued to lengthen, stretching out from the main hall to the door. Her face was like a full moon and she opened her thin eyes to look at the king. Master, after identifying the person, he reluctantly closed his eyes and hid his blue eyeballs.
The slender neck retracted again, and Lady Diyin said: "Go and call someone."
Lord Tianyang opened his big copper bell-like eyes, which were like a ball of flame drilling into the ground.
After a while, the disheveled little Taoist priest ran out and opened the door. When he saw Mr. Wang, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Mr. Wang, what's going on?"
Mr. Wang's face turned pale: "Something bad happened, our goods were robbed."
The little Taoist priest's expression suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "Follow me."
The little Taoist priest took him to the quiet room and saw Taoist Master Zhen sitting on the cloud bed. His Taoist robe was neat and spotless.
Mr. Wang fell to his knees and kowtowed: "Taoist Priest! Something bad has happened. I was robbed by a group of bandits on the way to escort the goods!"
Taoist Zhen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Wang with a cold light in his eyes: "Robbing? What did you do for food? What bandits in this world can rob your Wang family?"
Mr. Wang begged, "There are people who know witchcraft! I took the elixir given by the Taoist Master and had already repelled the bandits, but a woman who came from nowhere suddenly used witchcraft and swept away all the carriages!" "
Mr. Wang crawled to the cloud bed and begged: "It seems that the bandit has got wind of it a long time ago and blocked our only way. Taoist priest, this matter must not be leaked. Although the death of my Wang family is not a pity, it must not be delayed." You have understood the Taoist Master’s plan!”
Taoist Zhen became angry and kicked him away: "Useless thing!"
He got off the cloud bed and said: "I want to see where the bandits are and where the monsters dare to go against my Yin and Yang concept!"
Taoist priest Zhen said: "Get my magic weapon!"
The little Taoist priest quickly went to the Dharma library, took out a cloth bag and handed it to Taoist Master Zhen.
Taoist Master Zhen hung the cloth bag on his waist and said, "I'll come as soon as I go. You keep an eye on him and don't let him die."
The little Taoist priest responded: "Yes, Master."
Taoist priest Zhen walked all the way to the front of the treasure hall and said: "Come!"
Venerable Tianyang and Madam Diyin, who were enshrined in the main hall, smiled.
One is a deep laughter rolling like muffled thunder, and the other is a high-pitched laughter like a startling string.
"Let's go! Kill people!"
