"You're an old trickster, don't you dare to quibble again!"
Song Che kicked over the cash box and found it was empty. The money originally donated had already been taken back by the wealthy gentry.
When Master Zhang Xian saw what had happened, he and his disciples quickly retreated, looking forward to the county magistrate Lu Shanguang and the noble gentry: "Sir, someone has set up a trap to harm me!"
Lu Shanguang's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he turned around. He pointed at the magic stick and cursed: "You are a swindler and a trickster, you dare to deceive me into the county town of this official. Your crime is heinous and unforgivable! Come on! Put him to death. Earth righteousness!"
"yes!"
More than thirty government officials simultaneously drew their swords and attacked Zhang Xianshi and his disciples.
Master Zhang Xian raised the dust, swept out a stream of turbid air, and temporarily forced the rushing government servants back. He said angrily: "You shameless people, so that we can seek wealth together, but now that the matter has been exposed, you want to burn the bridge! Well... you go first Don’t blame me for being unkind!”
He then commanded his disciples: "Follow me and kill the dog officer first!"
There were more than a dozen disciples, and they drew their swords one after another. Looking at the moves and techniques, they found that their martial arts skills were quite impressive. The officials in Shima County are all corrupt officials, and the combat effectiveness of their government officials is worrying.
Thirty government officials faced off against a dozen Taoist priests, and they were at a disadvantage.
In just a moment, nearly half of the government officials were chopped down to the ground, and the entire Dong City was in chaos with the flash of swords and shadows. The people rushed to flee.
Jiang Yun saw the situation and wanted to step forward to help, but Song Che pulled him back and said: "Brother Jiang, you should know that the snipe and the clam fight, and the fishermen give way to the profit."
The powerful gentry in Shima County never imagined that a group of Taoist priests who relied on deception and abduction to make a living could be so powerful.
Seeing that the government officials were retreating steadily, Lu Shanguang began to beg for mercy: "Master Zhang, just now there were only people present, and I had to kill my relatives out of justice. Now they have dispersed, please stop it! If the trouble continues like this, if the Ying government knows about it, , There is no hiding place for you, the Immortal Master!"
Master Zhang Xian was obviously hesitant.
Lu Shanguang said again: "Master Immortal, don't worry, as long as I am still in Shima County, no matter how much these unruly people do, the news will not spread, and it will not collapse!"
"Don't listen to this bitch's nonsense!"
Seeing that the magician was about to be incited to rebel, Song Che hurriedly shouted loudly: "What happened tonight will be witnessed by thousands of pairs of eyes. You have been ruined! You are the one who kills people in the mass graves, and you are the one who pretends to be a ghost. It is a dirty job." It was all your fault. They hid behind the scenes and only collected money. Now that the matter is exposed, they still want to kill the donkey. Their intentions are sinister. Couldn't the immortal master see it?
Corrupt officials protect each other. If you let them go tonight, they can kill you for any crime with a letter!
And after you die, they can still claim to the outside world that they have punished the murderer, and they may even get rewards and promotions! "
"You... you are talking nonsense, you... you -"
Lu Shanguang felt guilty as a thief, and he stammered and couldn't think of any words to defend himself.
Song Che sneered inwardly, are you kidding me? Let's drink a few pots of boiling water first!
After listening to what Master Zhang Xian said, his eyes became more determined to kill, and he yelled: "Kill these kings for me!"
The disciples were furious, but before they could attack, they were so frightened that the Yamen servant threw away his sword and ran out.
Right, you only have a few hundred pennies a month, why are you playing with your life?
Lu Shanguang and the gentry were forced to retreat and huddled together.
"Master Zhang Xian, if we have something to discuss, we will give you money, give you money..."
"Master Immortal, don't listen to their nonsense. There are only a few government officials in Shima County. Now they have been defeated by you. If you kill them, the family property will still be yours!" Song Che said loudly.
"Master Immortal! How can you not distinguish right from wrong! All of this is the fault of these three strangers. If it weren't for them, how could our plan be exposed? Now he has repeatedly spoken out and sow discord! You really They are the ones to be killed!" Lu Shanguang almost cried.
Master Zhang Xian stared at Song Che and the others with a hard look in his eyes, "None of you will survive!"
Then, with a whisk, Lu Shanguang was fanned beyond recognition. Several disciples stepped forward and stabbed the remaining gentry to death with swords.
"Boom!"
There was a loud sound in the sky, lightning pierced the night sky, the wind and rain seemed to be roaring, and the bad guys were rectified!
After the death of the magistrate and gentry, the Taoist sword pointed at Song Che and others.
"Brother Jiang, it's up to you..." Song Che and Liao Heng stepped back.
"A bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates are nothing to be afraid of."
Jiang Yun wiped the water stains on his face, took off his bamboo hat and threw it away, and drew his sword to face the rushing Taoist priest.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
One against ten, with ease.
While he was fighting, he asked: "Look at your swordsmanship rules and regulations. You are not a wild man. Do you dare to sign up for it?"
"Anyway, they are the dead souls of this Taoist. What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?" Master Zhang Xian pulled out a long sword from the fly whisk and stabbed Jiang Yun in the air.
Jiang Yun said coldly: "That is by no means a well-known and decent person, otherwise how could you make money by pretending to be a ghost?"
Master Zhang Xian's movements were swift and he pierced through the rain curtain and was about to reach Jiang Yun's throat. Jiang Yun, however, remained motionless. Waiting for the sword's edge to be no more than half a foot after all, he flew forward and kicked Master Zhang Xian in the chest——
"Snapped!"
With one kick, Master Zhang Xian was kicked seven or eight feet away.
"puff!"
Master Zhang Xian spurted blood from his mouth and rolled on the ground seven or eight times before he stopped. He looked at Jiang Yun in shock and asked, "You...what sect are you from?"
Jiang Yun treated the other person with his own medicine: "Anyway, it's the soul who died under my sword. What's the difference between knowing it and not knowing it?"
Master Zhang Xian gritted his teeth: "Stop him with the enchantment array!"
More than a dozen Taoist priests shouted in unison:
"Gangdisha, infinite Taoism, enchanting formation, everyone will be killed together!"
After that, he took out an oil paper bag and waved it towards Jiang Yun. "Wow..." A ball of green "will-o'-the-wisp" instantly filled the entire street and enveloped Jiang Yun.
Among the will-o'-the-wisps, figures flashed, swords flashed and shadows appeared one after another!
Jiang Yun laughed out loud: "How dare you call this a stupid plan a grand formation?"
He retreated to the oil pot, kicked it up with a strong kick, and then swung his sword across the pot, shaking the pot into the will-o'-the-wisp. "Swish, swish, swish..." The hot oil mixed with rainwater poured on the Taoist priests' heads and faces.
"Ahhhh..."
Hot as a pig sword
Jiang Yun swept across with a sword energy, and after hearing a few "Puff-Puff-Puff" sounds, the screams suddenly stopped.
The fluorescent green will-o'-the-wisp added a touch of scarlet blood!
A sudden strong wind blew away the smoke and dust. The dozen or so Taoist priests were either cut in half or had their arms broken, and died in pieces.
Master Zhang Xian was so frightened that he held his sword and tried to run away.
A sword light flashed in the rain curtain, and the cold blade lit up the raindrops, lying across Master Zhang Xian's neck.
Jiang Yun's eyes were calm and murderous, and he was arrogant under contempt, and he said coldly:
"Life by the sword and death by the sword are just a matter of my thoughts."
