The onmyoji, who is called Miyamoto, directly identified Nanchen.

At the beginning, he was defeated by Nanchen.

The staff of Jiuju also fell into Yizhuang because of this.

At that time, Nanchen just thought that this stick was good, but what he didn't expect was that after some identification by Uncle Jiu.

This turned out to be the island country of Fusang, the treasure of the town faction of the Jiuju faction, the Jiuju staff.

Nanchen didn't dodge his gaze, just stared at the guy called Miyamoto quietly.

Uncle Nine has spoken before, and it is still impossible to return the stick.

This Jiuju faction is the first major faction in Fusang.

In my Central Plains, it may not be.

Moreover, they have been in our land all the year round, bullying our people, and oppressing our fellow believers.

Even if the stick is destroyed, it will not be possible to return it to the Fuso people.

Nanchen was expressionless and had no attitude.

The middle-aged Fuso man who thinks very highly of himself.

But he showed a fierce look, and his eyes exuded a dazzling murderous gaze.

He looked at Nanchen and said fiercely at the same time:

"Shw!

Thy land, at once, hand over the staff.

Otherwise, you're all dead, dead!"

After speaking, more than a dozen Fusang ronins behind him pulled out their long knives one after another.

Obviously, he was threatening Nanchen and everyone present.

Nanchen is not afraid at all:

"Really, then try to see who is dead!"

After Nanchen finished speaking, the cannon of numbness broke out directly:

"Damn, what kind of dick are we?

The four-eyed Taoist also snorted coldly:

"Fuck your Jiuju faction, get out of here.

Otherwise, I'm welcome!"

Chizuru Michicho is also a step forward:

"These Fusang Onmyoji, the poor Dao has long been unpleasant. ”

Uncle Nine also raised his eyebrows:

"You'd better leave at once, or you'll be ...... at your own risk."

The middle-aged man was one of the envoys sent by the Jiuju faction.

In Fuso, he is also a famous onmyoji.

The purpose of his coming to the Central Plains was to be ordered to retrieve the Jiuju Staff.

In his eyes, it was a comfortable errand.

After all, in Miyamoto's mouth, the guy who snatched his staff was also a Yellow Rank cultivator.

There is a world of difference from him.

Now, see your authority challenged.

It's still a few old guys, which makes him very unhappy.

But he considered himself a person with status and did not choose to do it himself.

just said coldly:

"Toast and don't eat, eat and punish wine. Kill a few ...... first"

Before the words fell, the guy waved his hand.

The group of ronin brothers standing behind him responded one after another:

"Hey!"

Immediately, he violently raised the long knife.

This middle-aged onmyoji, this turned around and walked outside the courtyard.

It is intended to take a few breaths of fresh air and wait for the battle to end.

Then slowly interrogate Nanchen.

At this time, the atmosphere is very tense.

Obviously, it's going to start.

Nanchen moved his wrist.

Damn, the fight for the New Year is really unlucky.

But for the Fuso people, even if you kill them, it doesn't matter.

Qiusheng Wencai, Jiale Qinqing, Southeast and Northwest, Ahao and Aqiang, all squeezed up.

One by one, they are solemn.

Prepare to fight with these Fuso Onmyoji.

And those onmyoji, although they are cultivators.

But the strength is not strong, only the appearance of the fourth or fifth level of the yellow order.

In the eyes of Nanchen and others, it is basically the level of soy sauce.

Now a swarm of people is crowding in.

Raising the long knife, he slashed at the current Nanchen and the others.

Seeing this, Nanchen dodged and kicked up.

The onmyoji screamed and was kicked over.

At the same time, Qiusheng Jiale Ahao is like a tiger descending the mountain.

Although he didn't have a weapon in his hand, he was a fierce horse at this time.

Directly knocked down the rest of the people who rushed into the house.

The south, south, west, and northwest were directly blocked at the door.

Blocked some people in the back out.

The three of them, Wencai, Ah Qiang, and Qinqing, are even harvested in the back.

Facing those Fusang ronins who were defeated, it was a slam down.

I didn't cough up blood, and I definitely didn't stop.

As a result, the battle began in less than thirty seconds.

The ronin's side is one-sided, pressed and beaten.

Didn't make the slightest wave.

Even Uncle Nine and the others didn't make a move.

That exited the room middle-aged Fuso Onmyoji.

At this point, I was completely stupid.

These more than ten subordinates are the young masters of their Jiuju faction.

This time I came here to let them see the Central Plains Taoism.

But who knows, this has just been handed over.

was beaten so that my mother didn't even know me.

Screaming and screaming.

The disciples in the back were also beaten backwards again and again.

One by one, I didn't scare stupid.

Didn't you say that the Central Plains monk was so weak that he was a horse?

Why are they all so fierce?

Ah Hao threw a punch and directly knocked an onmyoji to the point of breaking his nose.

With a slap of Jiale, he slapped an onmyoji coughing up blood.

Qiusheng kicked a yinmyoji and fainted to death on the spot.

What's even more fierce is still Nanchen.

The attack was extremely ruthless, and the onmyoji he faced was either fractured or broken.

Wait for this middle-aged onmyoji to react.

More than a dozen of his disciples were all lying on the ground.

Screaming and wailing.

He was dumbfounded.

Miyamoto, the young onmyoji standing next to him, was also dumbfounded.

Looking at the age, it is basically the same age.

But the other party, why is it so strong?

This one took less than a minute.

More than a dozen of his own teammates were all knocked down......

Nanchen stood in the doorway and kicked one of the Fuso Onmyoji in the stomach.

The guy screamed and fainted instantly.

At the same time, Nanchen said coldly to the man:

"You subordinates, don't be beaten!"

The middle-aged Onmyoji was furious:

"Yaga!"

After speaking, this guy directly exuded a strong Xuanqi coercion.

That breath, to say the least, has reached the seventh level of the Xuan Rank.

Far from being able to resist the younger generation such as Nanchen.

However, this breath began to appear.

A powerful aura also appeared behind Nanchen, directly enveloping Nanchen.

counteracts the coercion of the other party.

The middle-aged Onmyoji looked shocked.

can counteract his Xuan Qi coercion, and there are masters of the same level.

He felt careless, he didn't expect that there would be such a strong person in a small town?

At this moment, his conceit became shocked.

There was some trepidation.

Then, he saw Uncle Nine leading Ma Ma Di, Thousand Crane Dao Chief, Four Eyes Dao Chief, and Master Yixiu out of the way.

That mysterious qi is the one that emanates from Uncle Jiu's body.

"Master!"

Nanchen shouted.

Uncle Nine nodded slightly:

"You go down, let the teacher come to meet this distinguished guest of the Jiuju faction!"

The word "distinguished guest", Uncle Nine said very seriously.

The middle-aged Onmyoji felt a powerful aura, and even the coercion of Xuan Qi, which was even stronger than him.

He knew very well that this Nima had kicked the iron plate.

Breathing, too, is inevitably a little shorter.

"Who are you?"

Uncle Nine stopped:

"Poor Dao Lin Jiu. ”

"Lin Jiu, do you know who I am?"

"I don't know!"

The middle-aged onmyoji breathed a sigh of relief, intending to use his identity to crush his opponent.

Let Uncle Nine retreat and hand over the staff of Jiuju.

"I am a member of the Jiuju faction, Kudo Kano, a third-level onmyoji of Fuso.

Do you want to go against our Jiuju faction?"

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