"Little donor, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth!" The yellow robe's face also became ugly, and his words became heavier.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth? There is a way to add to the sin, so there is no excuse for it! I say today that you are ungrateful, and you kill innocents indiscriminately, what can you do?"

"What do you mean?" Huang Pao frowned, he seemed to be a little puzzled by Zhong He's words.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, go to death!" The cripple pointed directly out of thin air, only to see a talisman fly out, shooting towards Zhong He like a sharp arrow!

"Die, that's my senior brother's soul chasing talisman, no one has been able to escape for so many years!" Lingtong laughed distortedly, staring at Zhong He with both eyes, and all the resentment was released at this moment.

Die, die!

But in the next second, Lingtong's face froze, his distorted face seemed to freeze time, his mouth was wide open, his nose was crooked, and he looked directly at Zhong He, who was smiling at him mockingly and unscathed, his face was like ashes.

"How is that possible...... How is this possible? Why are you okay!" Lingtong felt like he was going crazy, what kind of thing was Zhong He, how could he take that soul chasing talisman!

Zhong He opened his palm, only to see that the talisman inexplicably began to spontaneously combust under everyone's eyelids, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, threw away the ashes casually, and said, "You Iron Kidnapping Sect, is that the level?"

The yellow robe showed a dignified expression, judging from the fact that Zhong He was able to easily take the soul chasing talisman just now, he already knew that the young person in front of him had a good Taoism.

Huang Pao said: "I don't know what sect the little Taoist friend is from, if you insist on fighting with us, please report your name first." ”

"You don't deserve it. ”

"Arrogant boy, watch the fight!" the cripple couldn't hold back any longer, and waved the iron crutch in his hand again, bringing a gust of wind.

"Feng Bo manifests, swaying demons and destroying demons!"

Zhong He raised his hand, "Carving insect skills!"

I saw Zhong He take a deep breath, then spit forward violently, and shouted: "Break!"

Rumble!

In the next second, the air flow set off by the cripple was suddenly dispersed by an invisible force, and not only that, but he also flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

Lingtong on the side looked stupid at all, and the lame man who could defeat himself casually couldn't even touch the corners of Zhong He's clothes, was this a dream?

And the cripple who was counterattacked by Zhong He, his face was angry and his heart was extremely shocked, how could this damn have such a deep Taoism?

"With this ability, dare to come out arrogantly?" Zhong He sneered and looked at the lame man who fell to the ground, and took a sip, this arrogant attitude, as if he was the real villain.

The lame man stood up with an iron crutch, looking at Zhong He's smug appearance, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, but he didn't speak quickly, and said in his heart: "Later, you won't be arrogant!"

Then, I saw the lame man lifting the iron crutch, and he actually rushed towards Zhong He!

If there were bystanders, they would be extremely surprised, who would have thought that a Taoist priest would actually play hand-to-hand combat?

But for the lame, hand-to-hand combat is his killer weapon, because almost no one knows that he is not only a Taoist priest, but also a foreign martial artist.

There is a way of martial arts, and for ordinary people, it is only possible to practice one of them, but this lame man is an out-and-out genius, and he cultivates both Taoism and martial arts.

Taoist priests rely on Taoism to divide the strength of strength, and martial artists have their own divisions: ordinary martial artists, sect-level martial artists, grandmaster-level martial artists, and great grandmaster-level martial artists;

And the lame man is a foreign martial artist, and his leg was broken when he was practicing martial arts.

The lame man thought very simply, that is, relying on Zhong He not knowing that he was still a foreign martial artist, so he forcibly approached him and caught him off guard, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, which Taoist priest could withstand a blow from a foreign martial artist?

As the distance narrowed, the expression on the cripple's face became more and more hideous.

Boom!

With this punch, the lame man hit Zhong He's body firmly.

But in the next second, before the cripple could be happy, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist!

Zhong He, with only one hand, took his punch.

"You...... ...... the hell Who is it?" At this time, even the crippled man, who had always been violent, began to tremble. The young man in front of him is really terrifying, not to mention the profundity of Taoism, he is actually a martial artist, and his level is definitely not low, at least he has reached the level of a sect!

He's still so young, and he's ...... The cripple didn't dare to continue thinking about it, what is such a person, not a monster?

He wanted to pull his hand out, but he found that he couldn't pull it out no matter what, and a killing intent that seemed to be condensed into an entity instantly enveloped his whole body, and the cripple felt for the first time that death was so close.

"Rao...... "......The lame man collapsed, but before he could speak, he only heard a muffled sound of 'bang'!"

Syllable!

Zhong He's punch smashed directly into the cripple's face, smashing his facial features into a bloody mess.

With this punch, Zhong He fought unprecedentedly happily!

Lingtong saw that the lame man was beaten to the point that he had no breath in and out, so he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, his legs were weak, and he couldn't lift up any strength.

Only the yellow robe was still standing in place, looking at Zhong He with a solemn expression.

"Next, isn't it your turn?" Zhong He raised his middle finger to the yellow robe.

"Fellow Daoist, if it was my Iron Kidnapping Sect that offended you, then it can be regarded as a fight now, why don't we have a good talk?"

Zhong He's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the yellow robe and suddenly became sincere, and he sneered in his heart.

"Looks like I'm wrong for you Kidnapping Sect...... It turns out that you are not only shameless, but also despicable, do you think you are sealing me and I don't know?"

The yellow robe was taken aback, and then changed to a ruthless look, "Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me!"

After speaking, a gust of wind blew, and then the sound of the ghost crying remembered.

Then, I saw countless rune papers emerge around the yellow robe, surrounding his waist, from slow to fast, and began to rotate at high speed, and it didn't take long for these yellow runes to spontaneously combust again, turning into clusters of blue flames, forming a ring of fire around him.

"Hundred ghosts walk at night, listen to my orders!, ghostly spirits, kill!" the yellow robe burst into applause, and the light in his eyes burst out!

Zhong He didn't hesitate, and immediately took out a red ticket from his arms, then bit his finger and wrote a talisman on the ticket, and slapped it forward!

Those countless imp shadows were all blocked by this talisman!

"Get out!"

Zhong He pushed with his backhand, and those little ghosts suddenly rushed back like natural enemies, rushing back frantically, and actually rushed towards the yellow robe!

And the yellow robe didn't seem to expect Zhong He to have a rebound hand, and was immediately ridden in the face by this group of imps, and with a sound of der~, he planted a dog to eat.

"Sample, just like you, I can beat ten!" Zhong He touched his nose handsomely, and his heart was extremely proud.

But just when Zhong He was proud, a light blue light flashed and shot directly into his chest.

And the yellow robe also laughed arrogantly at this moment: "Arrogant, you continue to be arrogant! Little thing, can you understand Lao Tzu's hand looking back?"

This life-killing talisman was given to the yellow robe by the Great Protector of the Iron Sect back then, and it was extremely lethal.

Zhong He staggered, supported his body, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter.

Zhong He took out a few chess pieces from his arms, and watched them turn into powder and float away with the wind, and his whole face began to distort.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I was useless, but instead of helping you take revenge, I was saved by you in the end......"

These chess pieces are relics left by his fourth senior brother, but now, they are gone!

"Today, Jesus can't save you, I said!" Zhong He's eyes were red, at this moment, the floating life in his body was running wildly, and the strong anger directly broke through the first seal in Zhong He's body, and a powerful coercion enveloped Huang Pao and others in an instant, and the well-informed person was even more directly incontinent, drooling like a fool.

At this moment, the yellow robe felt the Dao Xing emanating from Zhong He, and his heart was full of fear, and he began to regret why he had provoked such a terrifying existence.

The strong desire to survive made him unable to even get up with the idea of escaping, so he knelt directly on the ground, but kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you, please, don't kill me!"

Zhong He slowly walked into the yellow robe, his tone was neither sad nor joyful, "You know, my fourth senior brother's favorite thing in his life was to play chess, those chess pieces, he regarded them as more important than his own life, but you ruined it." ”

"Fourth Senior Brother, are you ......" Huang Pao raised his head in horror, he suddenly remembered that when he first joined the Iron Kidnapping Sect, he was fortunate enough to participate in an operation to eradicate the Demon Dao.

At that time, he was just a small Taoist priest who was responsible for delivering letters, and he saw a man in white from a distance, ignoring dozens of masters in front of him, and concentrating on playing the chessboard in front of him. And the strange thing is that with every time the man falls, the heavens and the earth change color.

"You...... You are!" The yellow-robed man looked at Zhong He in horror, but unfortunately his last words could never be said.