Chapter 715 Qiu Xian
"Photography, Nanming Lihuo, help me kill evil spirits."
The head of the Lu family held the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword. He touched the fire talisman on the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword. Then he shouted loudly and swung the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword at the wooden building. Fire talismans flew one after another. As soon as it came out, it landed in every corner of the wooden building.
"Boom, swoosh."
The fire talisman fell on the wooden building. The moment it touched the wooden building, the fire talisman ignited a burst of fire, and then the wooden building ignited a burst of fire. The wooden building burned out in the blink of an eye, and the three-story wooden building burned out in the blink of an eye. It burned out instantly.
After the wooden building burned, the scene inside was revealed. On a wooden floor, an old man was kneeling and sitting next to a coffee table. Behind him was a small table with a knife rest on it. On the knife rest was a Japanese sword. knife.
"Three of you, it is disrespectful to act like this."
The old man looked at the three heads of the Lu family who appeared in the yard, and spoke slowly. When he spoke, there was a hint of coldness on his face. It seemed that he did not take the three heads of the Lu family seriously. After all, he has killed a lot of foreign Chinese people, and he has a very low view of the Chinese people's level of martial arts. As long as he picks up the sword behind him, these people will be three points weaker. When the time comes, he, the master of swordsmanship, will take action to deal with them. , then they are even more easily captured, and killing them is as easy as killing a pig.
The head of the Lu family carried the demon-slaying sword and took out a bunch of talismans from the talisman box on his waist. He touched the talisman paper on the sword and kept chanting incantations in a low voice, and his hands continued to cooperate. When you look at the seals, you can tell that he is a master of Taoism. Although he doesn't know what kind of talisman the talisman is, he feels that it is very powerful when he looks at the aura, and he feels that he is not aware of it.
Xu Dazong held the demon-conquering pestle in his hand, and the Buddha's light was constantly surging all over his body. He was constantly chanting the Buddhist sutras in his mouth. He made Buddhist mudra with one hand in his hand, and his eyes flashed with golden light from time to time. At first glance, he was a Buddhist power.
Comparing the two of them, Butler Wei seemed ordinary. Butler Wei was holding a big gun in his hand, with the tip of the gun pointed on the ground. There was nothing special about him. It felt like Butler Wei was just like the bodyguard of these two people.
The three of them looked at the Japanese old man sitting on the wooden floor. They saw that the old man was dressed in ronin clothes, but he had no hair on his head. He was bald. He was kneeling on the wooden floor, on the table in front of him. Nothing.
"Cunning Chinese."
When the Japanese old man saw the head of the Lu family and Xu Da worshiping like this, he knew that these two people were chanting the mantra in advance. If they finished chanting, it would be enough for him to drink a pot, so the Japanese old man He squinted his eyes, opened his mouth to curse, then pushed his legs hard, stood up, turned around in mid-air, and got the Japanese sword on the knife holder behind him. He used the Japanese sword's scabbard to lift the knife holder from the small table. , picked the table and flew towards Xu Dacheng, then turned around and kicked the small table on the wooden floor towards the head of the Lu family.
"Bang, clatter."
When Butler Wei saw that the old devil was making trouble, while Xu Dachong and the head of the Lu family were still busy, it was time for Butler Wei to step in. Butler Wei narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face turned into a cold and angry expression, and he raised his hand Li took a big step forward with a big gun in his hand, and with a swing of the big gun, he smashed the small table with a knife rest that flew towards Xu Da with one blow, then hit the flying table, and flew towards the small table of the head of the Lu family. It fell apart in mid-air.
"Bang, clatter."
The Japanese old man held a Japanese sword and opened the scabbard. Immediately afterwards, he saw a wave of evil energy surging all over the old man's body. He was still a normal old man, but in the blink of an eye, he was covered in red evil energy. His body had more than doubled in size, and he was 1.2 feet tall. , the Japanese sword in his hand became as long as a big gun, the blade was wrapped with a trace of black and red evil spirit, and there was a faint wail. The Japanese old man stamped his foot, and there was a bang on the ground, and the wooden floor shattered. One place.
"ah……."
The Japanese old man jumped up with the force of stomping on the ground. The Japanese old man jumped in the air and shouted. He raised the Japanese sword in his hand and slashed it at Butler Wei.
As soon as Butler Wei saw the old devil slashing at him, his heart skipped a beat. He felt like he couldn't catch the sword. It wasn't that Butler Wei was too weak or that his skills were too poor. It was because the old devil was too prepared to strike with his sword. That's enough. This sword has at least 120% of the old devil's strength. It is really not something that ordinary people in the Xuan Realm can easily take. Butler Wei feels that if he takes this sword forcefully, he will definitely be injured. Even serious injuries.
"drink……."
Butler Wei planned to continue even though he knew he was injured. Behind him were Xu Dachong and the head of the Lu family. Under such circumstances, he could not be allowed to retreat. Butler Wei clenched the big gun in his hands and pointed it in the air. The wounded old man was shot with just one shot. He planned to exchange wounds for wounds with all his strength, and the tip of the spear rushed towards the old man's waist and abdomen and stabbed him.
When the old devil in mid-air saw that this man was not retreating and dared to fight him with all his strength, he retracted his sword in mid-air and changed the direction of the sword from a forward slash to an oblique slash. He also twisted his body to avoid it. The head of the big gun was attached, which made it easier for him to slash at an angle.
Butler Wei turned the big gun in his hand, and the angle of the gun tip changed. The tip of the gun rushed towards the old devil's throat and stabbed it. At this time, Butler Wei didn't care about the old devil's Japanese sword at all. The worst is that you will hack me to death. Then I'll stab you to death with my big gun.
"Bang, sting."
The old Japanese saw the tip of the big gun change in mid-air and rush towards his throat. He quickly retracted the Japanese sword and cut it diagonally to the side. The blade of the Japanese sword rubbed against the tip of the big gun and a stream of sparks were produced. This was regarded as dodge. A fatal blow.
Butler Wei withdrew his big gun and stood in front of Xu Da's altar, blocking the old Japanese. The old Japanese held a Japanese sword in his hand and looked at the small Chinese man in front of him. This Chinese man's marksmanship is very good, and he can match him in martial arts. I haven't met many of them, let alone in this one-on-one situation.
"Chinese, I recognize your martial arts skills. If I were still alive, it would be hard to predict whether we would win or lose. But I am already dead, so please go and die."
The Japanese old man could have just stood up and been stabbed by the big gun, and then killed Butler Wei with one knife. Just out of respect for martial arts, he chose the way of a warrior to end it. How could a dead ghost be afraid of ordinary big guns? , now he chooses to use ghosts to deal with living people. He must deal with this Chinese as soon as possible, otherwise the two Chinese will have to complete the chant.
"call."
The Japanese old man held a Japanese sword in his hand. The huge Japanese sword caused a gust of wind in the air and struck it down at Butler Wei's head. No matter how Butler Wei resisted this time, he would definitely lose. The best outcome would be for Wei. The housekeeper was seriously injured, and the worst part was that housekeeper Wei was split in half by the old devil with both his body and his gun.
Butler Wei was holding a big gun and looked like he was ready to die. At this time, Butler Wei was thinking a lot. He thought about his two sons and my grandfather, and also thought about my great-grandfather. Butler Wei's eyes were focused and his face was resolute. He couldn't give it. My great-grandfather was embarrassed. He swung the big gun in his hand, grabbed the red rope, and tugged hard. The gun was stuck in his lower abdomen. The big gun flew towards the old devil's face, and he was holding the red rope in his hand. .
