"Avenge the president!"

"Avenge the president!"

"Avenge the president!"

“……”

On the mountain road, a team of Zhongyuan Society walked mightily, mighty and majestic, and you couldn't see the head and tail at a glance. As far as the eye can see, you can only see crowds.

Of course, ordinary people are invisible.

In fact, in this case, they can already be regarded as Yin soldier aisles. At this time, if a cat or dog walks here, they will die on the spot in the face of this mighty yin qi. If someone passes by, they will fall unconscious on the spot and then be seriously ill and bedridden.

These were members of the Zhongyuan Society in North China, the three provinces of Beijing, He, and Dongdong, as well as the Korean branch north of Dandong.

In the battle between ghosts and Buddhas, countless people were involved.

It's not the soul of the Zhongyuan Society, and a lot of them have been killed. Those people are crazy, and they will kill the dead when they see them, whether you are waiting for the bus to go down to report, or what kind of wandering ghosts, kill them all.

In order to survive, those ghosts who are not from the Zhongyuan Society are forced to join the Zhongyuan Society.

In order to expand the number of people and expand the useful manpower, the Zhongyuan Society built temples all over the country, collected beliefs, and gave a grand goal: one million souls, one million substances.

One million is an exaggeration, but now the core members of the Zhongyuan Society have reached 200,000, and the peripheral personnel have soared to 500,000, and they have also become substantial. There are a lot of people who have been overcharged, but there is no one in the Zhongyuan Society who has no substantive function.

Those who are Buddhists kill ghosts. The ghosts naturally want to fight back, they also kill the people of Buddhism and Taoism, as long as they see it, it doesn't matter if you are the same group of people, they will all kill them.

Under duress, those who did not participate in Li Xun's gathering were also forced to join the large forces fighting against Zhongyuan Society.

This is an alliance of the whole country, and even many people from overseas, called the Jeong-Do Alliance.

Taken from the famous saying: The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

The vicissitudes of life are the misery of life, and the life of the Zhongyuan Society is devastated. If it is not broken, it will not stand, and the grass that is killed will not grow, this is the right way.

The leader of the Zhengdao League has a bit of a background, and he is a fox fairy in the northeast. I don't know if it's a real vixen. Anyway, he said he was a fox fairy.

In fact, those who understand know that there is no fox fairy, he can only be the representative of the fox fairy. It is also commonly known as the disciple of the horse. It is a disciple of the horse under the command of the fox fairy.

Although it is known as a fox fairy, it looks a little earthy. But this person has the ability to do it, and when he doesn't go out. It's a hard job. The ancestral eight-sided Han sword meets the gods and kills the gods and ghosts, and it is even more terrible to be stained with eyebrows and blood, and a plan to sweep away thousands of troops and throw them out, a vacuum will be formed in front of you.

This person's name is Wang Zige, who has been in Shaolin since he was a child to learn Luohan Fuhu Boxing, and practiced Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. A hard qigong is really solid.

couldn't stand some of the precepts of Shaolin, so he went to Wudang to learn the Taiji Sword of the Sanfeng School, and after completing his studies, he entered the MLM organization......

experienced a lot of winds and waves, and finally ended up in the northeast of my hometown. In the depths of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains, a fox fairy was worshiped by chance. Since then, he has become a disciple of the horse, and he is very fierce. The fox fairy not only passed on to him Taoism and feng shui yin and yang, but also passed on many unknown skills to him.

In the deep mountains and dense forests, the nearly fifty-year-old prince Ge crouched in the grass, looking at the people of Zhongyuan Society who were passing by on the mountain road, and clenched his fists fiercely.

"Alliance leader, do you want to do it?"

Wang Zige turned his head and was silent for a while: "Wait for now." ”

He was not alone, but he saw that he was in the dense forest behind him. Standing in the mighty vastness stood thousands of people of Buddhism in strange costumes. Everyone was sweating nervously, after all, it was going to be a death or death. Who would have thought that just quietly being a monk and Taoist priest could be involved in a big war.

Wang Zige squinted his eyes and pulled out the eight-sided Han sword behind his back. Licking his mouth, he asked, "You say, kill or not?" ”

He even spoke to the sword.

After that, he flicked the sword with his fingers, and there was a soft sound of 'dong', and the sword chant was extremely good.

After a while. Wang Zige frowned.

"What's wrong, Alliance Leader?"

"Retreat, it says you can't go to war. There is a danger of death. ”

'O'

Putting the sword back into its scabbard, Wang Zige wanted to go back. Everyone rolled their eyes, can your sword still speak? Ya, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, why don't you want your sword to let you fight.

A monk came forward with a Zen staff in tow: "Amitabha." Lord Wang, you are superstitious. ”

Wang Zige looked at this monk speechlessly, how do you think it is weird, a monk came to teach you that this is superstition?

The monk looked at the large army of Zhongyuan Society below and said, "It's not necessarily impossible to beat, the Buddha said, move forward bravely and face difficulties." ”

"That's what Comrade Xiaoping said!" Wang Zige corrected.

This monk is also a flower monk, not the kind that chants scriptures in regular temples. He belongs to the kind of person who goes to the Buddhist temple to learn supernatural powers, and then eats with the martial arts he has learned in the world.

"Whoever said it, it makes sense anyway."

Wang Zige snorted coldly: "Am I the leader of the alliance or are you the leader of the alliance?" ”

"I can be too, if ......"

'Wow. ’

'Poof'

A head flew up.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't see Wang Zige make a move, only to hear the sound of drawing a sword, and then the monk's head was gone.

It's too fast, it's so fast.

Draw the sword, this is the strongest move in swordsmanship. There is only one move, which is to draw the sword. This sword is emitted with sword aura. It's hard, but Zhang Jue will too.

Zhang Jue will not only draw the sword, but also enter the sheath with one move.

"Hmph, disobedience to management is the end, what I say is what, Lao Tzu is the leader of the alliance! When you chose me, be prepared to listen to my commands. ”

With a cold snort, Wang Zige turned his head and left.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, silently touched away the flower monk's baby, and then left behind Wang Zige's buttocks......

In the face of the Great War, everyone has changed.

Once, these people of Buddhism and Taoism, Mr. Yin and Yang, how dare they kill people.

But as the battles continue to break out, they all learn to kill, kill their own people, and kill the people of the Nakagen Society.

In fact, they killed a lot, and they didn't think there was any difference between those ghosts and humans. will also die, and at the same time will kill themselves. They have life and attack power, and they are no different from humans.

I'm used to seeing the dead ghosts of Zhongyuan Society, and I'm also used to seeing the corpses of my colleagues, so I'm not afraid anymore.

Wang Zige, who used to be a kung fu person, was deceived into a pyramid scheme organization and did not dare to beat people at will, and was afraid of lawsuits. once worshipped the fox fairy, became Mr. Yin and Yang, often went to hunt ghosts and eliminate demons, and was a superordinate person in the home of the dead. Now he has also developed a murderous aura.

He thought that he would not be able to use the sword for the rest of his life, because a peaceful society does not kill people, let alone kill people, and the sword that he usually carries on the shelf will be used as a controlled knife and confiscated by the police station.

But now, the sword drawing style has become more and more superb, and he can't even catch him with the naked eye.

This is the times that make heroes. (To be continued.) )