On the road, Zhang Qingyuan held a map in his hand. On the map was clearly recorded information.
"Hurry up, there is a cottage in front of us, called Black Dragon Club, and the president is Brother Long. He has practiced Tiger Roaring Mountain Fist for fifteen years. He once entered the Tianban. Although he is ranked at the bottom, this also shows that his martial arts The height has reached the first level.”
The two horses were no longer timid, as if infected by the heroic spirit of their two owners, they strode forward with their heads high and chest high.
Li Qiuran sighed, thinking, is that the end of the matter?
However, seeing that Zhang Qingyuan was in high spirits and his blood was boiling, he did not refute.
For Zhang Qingyuan, this is of course not only about a man's face, but also about his future family status.
Originally, I was ambitious and prepared to do something big and make a fortune.
I blew it all away, and in the end I got a hundred taels of silver. Don’t I want to lose face?
Therefore, in order to save his own face, he must defeat the bandits and bandits.
After putting away the map, Zhang Qingyuan felt his blood boiling.
To get back the lost face, making money is also important.
How could Zhang Sanfeng build a Wudang sect and so many Taoist palace buildings without spending money? Where did his money come from?
Do you think Jiazi is the devil and light is the devil? You are innocent!
In the Black Dragon Club, the man who calls himself Brother Long is a short man with embroidery on his body. There are nine top positions under him, and each of them is a good player in the world.
Seven men and two women, each with a hundred and eighty men under his command, is the largest copycat and the largest gang in the area.
They have been here for many years, bullying men, dominating women, robbing their homes, and the people are miserable.
Today, ten heads of family were sitting in the Juyi Hall, a rare gathering.
Brother Long glanced at everyone, and he said solemnly: "Brothers, I think you all know the reason for calling everyone together today.
The famous Zhenwu Dao Lord in the world made bold promises to wipe out the filth and rid the world of demons!
And the one closest to him is our Black Dragon Society. "
Brother Long frowned, Zhang Qingyuan's reputation was not small.
Especially in recent months, he can be said to be one of the most outstanding newcomers in the world.
First, he killed the owner of Yunchen Villa, and then the leader of Qiyao Sword Sect.
It didn't take long before even the mighty Longmen in Yuzhou fell into his hands.
Not to mention that he has Zhuqing Fairy Li Qiuran who has been famous for many years beside him, which is really difficult to deal with.
"There are rumors in the world that he has inquired about the evil forces of bandits everywhere and wants to eliminate demons and defend the world.
I called you here today because I want to discuss with you what should we do, fight or surrender? "
"Brother."
The tall and lanky man sitting on the left side of him said: "We all know this news. He wants to eliminate demons and defend the law, so do we have to just surrender and arrest him?"
"It's just that we managed to earn this family fortune and have the status we have today. If he says he can eliminate demons, he will do it. He's a piece of shit!" Another person said nonchalantly.
"Third brother is right. After so many years, there have been more and more capable people in the world. Which newcomer doesn't shout a few slogans and say he wants to wipe us out? Why don't we still do well after so many years?"
"Yes, we are all doing well, and no one has succeeded.
The head of the last young hero who was so boastful is still hanging on the gate of our cottage, we are afraid of what he will do! "
Brother Long sighed helplessly when he saw that several brothers were not taking it seriously.
The development of the Black Dragon Society has been so smooth over the years that these people have no idea of the dangers in the world.
Not leaving the mountain at all, the major masters are busy recruiting disciples and dealing with people from the demon sect.
So over the years, forces like them have been able to develop.
To put it bluntly, the real masters don't bother to deal with them, and the cowards don't dare to deal with them. The remaining ones who are neither high nor low, if Fan comes and ten of them attack together, those people will die in vain.
But even so, Brother Long was still a little worried.
Because there are people like Zhang Qingyuan. There are many real masters, or the second generation of some Jianghu forces. When they first enter the Jianghu, they like to attack the masters of major gangs and cults to improve their reputation.
Brother Long stretched out his hand to suppress everyone's discussion, and said with a solemn expression: "Brothers, don't be careless. Zhang Qingyuan is different. Even Longmen is no match. If he was destroyed by him, how do we compare to Longmen?"
Brother Long is relatively rational. He knows that his family cannot compare with Longmen.
But the brothers below had been blinded by ambition and retorted:
"Brother, why are you becoming more timid as you get older? How did Longmen be destroyed? If others can't guess it, why can't we guess it?
He, Zhang Qingyuan, is lucky because he has the real dragon on his back.
I don't believe that Longmen was destroyed by him alone. The emperor must have sent troops to help him defeat it before he ascended the throne. Otherwise, I really thought he was the Zhenwu Emperor, haha. "
"That's right, he just hugged the emperor's lap and relied on the little emperor's troops to show off his power. Outsiders said that he and the Zhuqing Demon Girl were responsible for the destruction. Was it really the two of them?
It's okay to coax those fools, let's... hum ╯^╰! "
“It’s just bad luck, relying on the reputation spread by the little emperor.
If I had the emperor's back, I could do it, and I would even be more majestic than him. "
They seemed to have guessed the truth of the matter and did not believe that Zhang Qingyuan's deeds were true.
This is understandable. On the Internet on Earth, a group of Internet trolls do the same thing.
Some things are clearly in front of you, but there are still a large number of trolls who don't believe it.
They did not believe that in order not to be exposed, the volunteers did not make a sound even if they were burned by fire.
They didn't believe that a company of people would be frozen into ice sculptures for an ambush mission.
The key is that these people will use their ignorant thoughts to refute the truth and ignore the facts.
Express their own opinions in a weird way.
How is this possible~
Science has proven that being burned by a gasoline bomb has long exceeded the limit of human physiological tolerance, so it is impossible for him to be burned without making a sound. It is all beautification. We must believe in science...
When people see it, they have to retort, Bah, garbage!
Even on Earth, where science and technology is developed, there are people like this who are full of food, not to mention the current Great Qian Dynasty, which is not well-informed.
A young Taoist priest of eighteen or nineteen years old, the hair on his breasts has not receded, and his breast odor has not dried up.
Can he destroy Longmen by himself?
It was such a coincidence that when he destroyed Longmen and Tianli Sect, Zhu Qizhao, who was still Qianlong, was beside him.
"Hmph, if it hadn't been for the little emperor's help, I would have ripped my brain off!" one person said firmly.
Our brothers have practiced martial arts for so many years, but together we can't beat Longmen. Why is he a little brat?
Everyone expressed their opinions, and without exception, they all looked down upon Zhang Qingyuan.
Several leaders said together:
"Don't worry, brother, Zhang Qingyuan will either come or not. As long as he dares to come, I will make sure he never comes back."
"Just in time, I heard that the Starlight Sword is also in his hand, so I took it from him as well."
"Also, don't forget the Zhuqing Demon Girl, her Tianyin Xuannv Skill is also a treasure."
"What Lao Qi said is right, but don't forget, Zhuqing Demon Girl is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is also a treasure. When the time comes, let's enjoy it together. Wouldn't it be nice to keep her in the village and be our common wife?"
This guy licked his lips obscenely, with a lewd smile on his face.
Brother Long couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw how confident each of his brothers was.
But after saying this, he knew that his persuasion would have no effect.
He had to remind: "Don't be careless. You should be careful during this period."
"Do not worry."
Everyone exchanged cups and toasts, not taking the boss's warning to heart at all.
At night, there were dark clouds and the weather was cold.
Outside the Black Dragon Society's cottage, a pair of young Taoists were already standing at the gate with swords in hand.
At the door, the bandit guarding the door was already dead.
"Be careful when you go in. There are quite a few people in the Black Dragon Society. There are seven to eight hundred people in total."
Li Qiuran had a cold face and said calmly: "It's just a mob."
"Try to use real martial arts to subdue demons and swordsmanship. Don't be afraid of being unskilled. Leave the bandit leaders to me. Just kill people and practice swordsmanship. You are all extremely evil people. If you kill, you will be doing justice to heaven. Don't feel pressured."
Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Li Qiuran glanced at him with a slight frown.
you sure?
Zhang Qingyuan secretly thought, what I said is superfluous, she is Fairy Zhuqing, let alone these bad guys, even if she is a righteous person, she will not feel any psychological pressure if she kills him.
Holding the sword tightly, Zhang Qingyuan pushed open the door.
The bandit at the door suddenly woke up. When he saw the person coming, he hurriedly shouted: "Oh no, someone is attacking the mountain!"
For a time, the village was filled with people and noisy voices.
The torches were lit one by one, and everyone from the Black Dragon Society appeared in front of the two.
"Haha, it's you I'm waiting for!"
Brother Long stood at the very back, surrounded by his nine brothers.
Zhang Qingyuan looked solemn and was surrounded...
Turning his head to look at Li Qiuran, he found that she looked eager to try.
Zhang Qingyuan also smiled and licked the corners of his lips.
"That's what's interesting."
Having said that, Li Qiuran took the lead, and Shuai rushed into the crowd first.
Zhang Qingyuan also followed closely, not to be outdone.
This is their first attack since entering the realm of Grandmaster.
Grandmasters and first-rate masters are fundamentally different.
Under the Zhenwudang magic sword technique, the two of them slashed with their swords like melons and vegetables.
Gorgeous moves, beautiful movements, simple and straightforward killing.
Every time they draw their swords, five or six people will die under their swords.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, radiating in all directions, and the killing range of the sword energy is within one foot around you.
There are also the Ice Palm, Cotton Palm, and the three-inch Tai Chi diagram...
scream,
beg for mercy,
back,
Escape...
In Buddhism, there is a Vajra with angry eyes;
Taoists also have Tao Lords who subdue demons!
kill,
kill,
Still kill!
No unnecessary nonsense.
As that sentence said, it was Daozu's job to forgive them, and what Zhang Qingyuan and the others were doing now was to send them to see Daozu.
The ten bosses all swallowed their saliva.
They actually...
Is it really that powerful?
At this moment, no one doubted that Longmen was destroyed by them.
They have been killed in fear, killed in fear, and killed in fear.
Li Qiuran's swordsmanship became more and more proficient. She was like the Xuannv who was above the nine heavens, and Zhang Qingyuan was like the God of War who came down to earth to subdue demons.
Whoosh!
The cold light of a sword is thirty thousand miles away, and the sword energy kills people for ninety days!
When you step down from the lotus step, all others see is just an afterimage, just like a camera that cannot capture the movement of an object.
All they saw was that wherever the afterimage passed, their men fell to the ground like wheat.
Before they could react, the afterimage had already arrived in front of his door.
How could there be such a genius in the world?
And why would such a god of war target us?
Resist?
It has no meaning anymore.
Those bandit leaders who were still talking shamelessly during the day and wanted to kill Zhang Qingyuan and use his head as a wine flask had already wet their pants at this moment.
"Master Dao, please spare my life!"
Several people have knelt on the ground begging for mercy...
Unfortunately, the answer to them was a limp palm.
boom……
