"Soul Fixing!"

This word came to Qu Shiping's mind.

Taoism can save people, but it can also kill people.

It depends on whether the caster's heart is good or evil.

Obviously, the middle-aged man in front of him is not a good thing.

More obviously.

Just from this soul fixing technique, an extremely simple truth can be discerned.

This middle-aged man has an extremely high Taoism.

It's not something they can match.

But although the Dao method is high, if you don't cast the spell, it is no different from ordinary people.

This is the reason why martial arts can survive among the monks and stand side by side with the three sects.

"Kick!"

Qu Shiping was calculating, and kicked the broken floor tiles with his heels, and the sudden explosive force made him show a terrifying speed, whisking the dust around his fist, and hitting the middle-aged man's throat.

He moved too fast, and before Zhang Furong and the others could react, he had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

The fist wind touched the throat of the middle-aged man.

In Qu Shiping's sight, the middle-aged man raised a hand unhurriedly.

The hand was raised very slowly, but it was just right in front of the throat.

With a "snap", he grabbed his fist.

Qu Shiping felt that this punch had smashed against the indestructible steel wall, and his five fingers shook and almost broke.

Even his forearm was slightly numb, and half of his arm was instantly unconscious.

The middle-aged man shook his hand casually, Qu Shiping's body was unbalanced, and he fell heavily to the ground, and his body bones were about to fall apart.

"Let Jiang Jiang in. ”

The middle-aged man stepped on Qu Shiping's body and said in a harmonious and harmonious tone.

Zhang Furong still pointed at him with a peachwood sword: "Let him go!"

The middle-aged man asked, "Regardless of whether this Taoist priest is dead or alive?"

"You!"

"Bring him in!" Zhang Furong shouted.

At present, the form is not as good as people, but Zhang Furong does not want to lose momentum.

In fact, including him, everyone's mood at the moment is nervous.

This man is amazing.

Several Taoist priests brought Peng Jiangjiang in.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Jiang Jiang, you have disappointed the teacher so much, you were trapped by these people." ”

Everyone looked at Peng Jiangjiang coldly, and the latter's face twitched, this is really jumping into the Yellow River and can't be washed.

"Come here. ”

Peng Jiangjiang walked towards him, and no one stopped him.

"Bang dang. ”

The middle-aged man took out a short sword out of nowhere and threw it at his feet.

Pointing at Qu Shiping, he said, "Kill him." ”

"You dare!" Zhang Furong said angrily: "Peng Jiangjiang, do you still have a little humanity?"

Peng Jiangjiang didn't say anything, bent down to pick up the short sword, and without any hesitation, he stabbed at the middle-aged man.

"Smack!"

There was also no suspense, Peng Jiangjiang was slapped by a middle-aged man and fell to the ground.

"Jiang Jiang, if you enter my door, you can't go back. ”

"They will all die, but it's just a matter of whether they die at your hand or mine. ”

The middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and a puppet talisman fell on his body.

Peng Jiangjiang felt his body stand up uncontrollably, and came to Qu Shiping with a sword.

He was horrified and angry, and said, "Don't kill, don't!"

The middle-aged man looked at it with interest.

It's just a little game when he's bored.

It's a pleasure to watch a good kid go from a good guy to a bad guy.

"Whew!"

A sound broke through the air.

The middle-aged man looked shocked, his neck tilted slightly, and a thin silver needle grazed his forehead, shooting through the rotten wall inside.

The second silver needle then shot in, uncovering Peng Jiangjiang's puppet talisman, and the short sword he had already raised finally stopped.

He threw the broken sword away for the first time, and then looked out the door.

"Wow~"

Chen Yang walked in from the outside, with a sword in his right hand, a whisk on his waist, and a command flag hanging on his waist.

He raised his left hand, and the two Zhenshan nails returned to his hands.

He looked at the middle-aged man in the chair and asked, "Which Taoist temple are you rubbish?"

The middle-aged man was not angry, and asked, "You are Chen Xuanyang, right?"

"I'm so famous that I know even the garbage in the garbage world. ”

"Huh. The middle-aged man said: "This kind of agitation method, let's save it." ”

"You think I'm provoking you? Do you think I'm killing you kind of garbage, and you need to be agitated to find a flaw?"

Chen Yang smiled conceitedly: "A piece of garbage, he takes himself too seriously." ”

He looked at the puppet on the table and said, "Soul fixing? ”

"What age is it, and who still uses soul fixing?"

"Can't grow a foundation?"

"Don't know how to borrow life?"

"Don't know how to borrow a corpse to resurrect a soul?"

"You always understand the method of alchemy to continue life, right?"

The middle-aged man's expression gradually stiffened.

Chen Yang said: "Look at your expression, you don't understand any of the basics I said?"

"You still don't admit that you are garbage, you see, these are all common sense, do you understand common sense?"

"I see that you are not young, but you are still just building a foundation, I guess you were also a garbage when you were young, and it took decades to build a foundation for cultivating the road, what do you say this is not rubbish?"

"The foundation has been built to the top, and Yangshou is approaching, so I want to use this messy thing to continue my life. ”

"I have to say, your imagination is really lacking. ”

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "What advice does Chen Zhenren have?"

Chen Yang said: "If others say a word of advice, I don't dare to be it, you kind of garbage to give advice, then I really want to be a teacher today." ”

"You want to live, don't you?"

"Have you ever heard of the method of changing your life against the sky?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and there was a hint of searching.

He really hadn't heard of this kind of Taoism.

However, he knew that Chen Xuanyang in front of him knew a lot of secret methods.

Judging by his tone, it doesn't look like a joke.

What kind of foundation and the like mentioned earlier are indeed true.

It seems that he really understands.

The middle-aged man said: "Naturally, I have heard of it. ”

Chen Yang asked, "Do you want to learn?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Chen Zhenren is willing to teach me?"

"Of course. Chen Yang had a selfless expression: "But there are some conditions." ”

The middle-aged humanitarian: "If Chen Zhenren is really willing to teach, I will give a generous gift." ”

Chen Yang said: "There are not many conditions, just one." ”

"Chen Zhenren, please speak. ”

"Shout grandpa listen, shout to make Dao Ye comfortable, don't say that this is against the sky, even if you are sent to fly to the moon, it is no problem. ”

"You're fooling me!"

The middle-aged man's expression sank suddenly, and Zhang Furong and the others felt an irrepressible anger rising from him.

I complained in my heart.

Before you curse, let us go.

"Angry?" Chen Yang smiled: "Think clearly, shout grandpa, I can really help you." ”

The middle-aged man's face was cloudy.

He believes that Chen Yang absolutely understands this aspect.

But he didn't believe that Chen Yang could help him.

"Chen Zhenren, I don't want to be your enemy, take them away, and you can also bring these little dolls back. How about today's events as if they hadn't happened?"

The middle-aged man's words made Zhang Furong and others ecstatic.

At the same time, he looked at Chen Yang jealously.

His face is really big.

"Not how. Chen Yang shook his head.

The middle-aged man said: "What does Chen Zhenren want?"

Chen Yang said: "You come with me." ”

The middle-aged man said: "Chen Zhenren, you think it through." If I make a move, a lot of people will die here. ”

Chen Yang: "What do you have to do with me?"

The middle-aged man was stunned.

Zhang Furong and others were also stunned.

"Dao Ye is not related to them, what does it matter to me if he dies?"

"Since you are a Taoist priest, you should be ready to hang up at any time, if you don't have any consciousness at all, what else can you practice? ”

Chen Yang walked towards him as he spoke.

The bone sword in his hand lit the floor tiles one by one, and each time he clicked, there was a crisp clanging sound.

Zhang Furong and the others had tense muscles all over their bodies, for fear that the middle-aged man would be forced to be ruthless, so they would kill two first.

They are secretly scolding in their hearts, you want to beat, can't you let us leave first?

If you really fight, you will die!

Of course, Chen Yang knew that people would die.

But he couldn't help it.

He had to take the initiative.

Playing with this kind of old beast who has lived for an unknown number of years, if there is a slight flaw, it will fall into a place of no return.

If he had shown the slightest concern for the lives of these people, he would not have been able to take this person today.

"I hope to catch it alive, my president appointment letter is about to arrive in the past two days, and arresting you can also make my identity as the president more convincing. ”

"It's a pity to be dead, but it's better than me. ”

"Whether you live or die, it's a credit. ”

Chen Yang said to himself, looking at the eyes of the middle-aged man, like a wolf seeing a white rabbit, his saliva was about to flow down.

The middle-aged man, who was constantly being forced in, suddenly raised his right hand, and his five fingers were tightly together, and between his fingers, there were silver needles.

Then shoot hard at the puppet.

He looked at Chen Yang calmly.

He still didn't believe that Chen Yang could really not care about the life and death of these people.

If he really doesn't care, he admits it, and he can still get out of here at a cost.

At the same time as he slapped his right palm, Chen Yang suddenly increased his speed, and Zhenshan Nail shot at the middle-aged man's right hand one step ahead of him.

Huh?

The middle-aged man smiled and immediately retracted his hand.

turned to smash the door with his fist in front of Chen Yang.

"Old immortal. ”

Chen Yang didn't panic at all.

With a sneer, the Ling Qi flew out behind him, and immediately slapped it on the middle-aged man's fist after grabbing it in his hand.

"Smack!"

The middle-aged man felt that the strength of his whole body disappeared all at once.

It's as if all the pores are sealed, and the force can't be used.

"Woohoo!"

One by one, the nails of the town mountain struck in an instant.

The middle-aged man narrowly avoided the Zhenshan nails that shot at the center of his eyebrows, but his shoulders and abdomen were still pierced by three Zhenshan nails.

The pain in his heart made him feel intensely annoyed.

"Don't run, courage is commendable. ”

Chen Yang sneered, and the bone sword in his hand had already been cut off.

I'm dying!

"Boom!"

A terrifying sword light fell from the sky, illuminating the dark night.

The dilapidated house was split in two under the sword and collapsed in an instant.

A strong sense of crisis made Chen Yang can't help but scold.

Old thing, really pick the time!

He knew that Sun Yulin was coming.

This old thing, sure enough, has been following him all along.

"Protect these children. ”

Chen Yang grabbed the puppet on the table and shouted, but he didn't have time to solve the middle-aged man, and he had already rushed out of the dilapidated ruins.

He stared at the dust and debris and walked out, greeted by another sword.

Chen Yang hurriedly dodged and scolded, "Old Dog Sun, you want to kill me?"

Sun Yulin said: "I dream of it." ”

And then another sword.

There is no Taoism, and there is no closeness.

It's this almost boring and unreasonable sword that slashes down wildly.

He had fought with Chen Yang in Shanguan, and he also knew that Chen Yang had a secret method, but it took time to cast it.

Therefore, he must not be given time.

At this time, the middle-aged man also came out of the ruins.

He looked at Chen Yang, who was cut down and could only hide everywhere, and was a little surprised.

Immediately saw Sun Yulin.

He pondered for two seconds and said, "Sun boy, I want his corpse." ”

Sun Yulin didn't have time to pay attention to him at all.

"Help me, I'll teach you how to continue your life!" Chen Yang suddenly shouted at him.

The middle-aged man was moved.

At this time, Sun Yulin shouted in a low voice: "I don't want to die, get away!"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Sun Yulin, even if your master is alive, you also want to call me Zhou Changsheng a senior." ”

"Even if the president of the three sects and one faction sees me, he will also call him a senior. ”

"Don't say that I bully the small, you kill him, and leave the body to me, and if you are in trouble in the future, praise my true name, and I will come to help you. ”

Seeing that Sun Yulin should not, Zhou Changsheng showed dissatisfaction: "Don't agree, hehe, if I poke out the matter here, can you Sun Yulin continue to live a peaceful and stable life?"

"Noise!"

"Boom!"

Sun Yulin suddenly slashed at him with a sword.

Then continue to slash towards Chen Yang.

Zhou Changsheng didn't have the slightest preparation, and was slashed by this sudden sword, and rolled on the spot, so that he could dodge.

He said in embarrassment: "Sun boy, for the sake of your master, I wanted to give you a creation, but now it seems that ......"

"Whew!"

Sun Yulin's wrist shook slightly, and a flying sword was sacrificed, slashing towards Zhou Changsheng.

Zhou Changsheng's pupils shrank, and the fist mark slammed towards the flying sword.

Fortunately, Sun Yulin's focus is not on him, otherwise with his foundation building realm, and without Chen Yang's so many hole cards, I am afraid it will be difficult to hold a few moves.

Chen Yang dodged and didn't know how many swords it was, and was about to take the thirty-six plans, when Sun Yulin said: "If you run, I will kill them." ”

Chen Yang didn't say those useless, and Sun Yulin had to believe it.

He said: "Senior Sun, you and I are both from the same family in the south of the Yangtze River, why do you want to kill each other? Besides, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to do something to me?"

Where does Sun Yulin pay attention to him, as long as he doesn't run, there will always be a time when his physical strength will be exhausted.

The slow knife is sharpened little by little, and he will definitely be sharpened to death tonight.

"Sun boy, do you think that a flying sword can trap me? Sun boy, accept your sword, apologize to the old man, and then present his corpse. ”