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The young Taoist priest had a hideous face, laughed wildly, continued to exert force in his hand, and the flying sword stabbed forward, shouting in his mouth: "Go to death." ”

However, Jiang Yikang's forehead only tilted back slightly, and then there was no abnormality, no matter how hard the young Taoist priest tried, Jiang Yikang was motionless, as safe as Mount Tai.

The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, if in normal times, the person who was attacked by the flying sword either flew out upside down and broke his whole body and died, or his whole body burned like fire and turned into ashes and died, there has never been such a situation today.

The young Taoist priest had added strength to his hand, but the flying sword was like poking into the mountain, and he didn't move. The young Taoist priest hurriedly changed to holding the sword with both hands, and used all his strength to push forward, when he heard a "click", and the flying sword was broken in half.

This flying sword is the natal magic weapon of the middle-aged Taoist, and it is connected with the mind, the magic weapon is destroyed, and the young Taoist spurts out a mouthful of blood, and the "kick and kick" takes a few steps backwards and sits down to the ground.

When he fell to the ground, the young Taoist priest's face was full of horror, as if he didn't believe what was happening in front of him.

This incident shocked not only the young Taoist priest, but also all the people present.

If it is said that the two of them fought together and Jiang Yikang won, everyone can accept it, but Jiang Yikang remained motionless and let the flying sword hit his forehead, but the young Taoist priest was injured and destroyed, and Jiang Yikang was safe and sound.

For a while, the scene froze, and no one spoke. Zombie cop 52

But Jiang Yikang slowly withdrew his eyes from afar as if he didn't feel the process just now, and his eyes were full of boundless loneliness.

If someone can explore Jiang Yikang's heart at this time, they will see the figure of a girl in white in his heart, and even hear the call to the girl in white in his heart: "Mengru." ”

Jiang Yikang collected his gaze and saw the people in front of him.

When those people in Taoist robes fell into his eyes, anger and murderous intent immediately appeared in Jiang Yikang's eyes.

This anger and killing came suddenly, but it was cold, which made everyone's hearts cold, and even Zhengwei, who had seen the wind and waves, couldn't help but shiver.

Shi Xingtong sighed: "Amitabha, the donor is so resentful. ”

Jiang Yikang said in a cold tone: "Grievances, hum, this is all thanks to Kunlun." Monk, I have nothing to do with you, no grudges, you go, the rest of the old miscellaneous "Mao", leave it to me today. ”

Zhengwei scolded angrily: "Hmph, what a big breath, don't think that it's great to hurt me as a fifth-generation disciple, let me meet you in person." ”

A middle-aged Taoist priest behind him took a step forward and said, "Uncle Shi, let's let the disciple come." ”

Zhengwei looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and shook his head: "You? No, haven't you seen his methods just now? You're probably no match for him. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest said: "The disciple came down from Kunlun, and the elders of the sect asked him to bring a heavy treasure on this trip, and he must be able to capture this monster, and he asked his uncle to agree." ”

Just as the Taoist priest was at a loss in his heart, when he saw that someone was asking for battle, he took a step back and said, "Okay." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest took two steps forward, looked at Jiang Yikang a few times, and smiled coldly: "You called yourself Jiang Yikang just now, are you Jiang Yikang, the bronze armored corpse of the Feijian clan who made trouble in Kunlun Mountain three hundred years ago?" ”

Jiang Yikang's eyes narrowed, staring at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him: "Who are you?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest said: "Forgive you and you won't know me, but I want to tell you my name, I am the fourth generation disciple of the Taoist Sect, remember, who died at the hands of you today." "It turned out that this person was the commander who went down the mountain from Kunlun to track down Jiang Yikang. Zombie cop 52

As soon as he heard Jiang Yikang's name, several other young Taoist priests also gave up, but Zhengwei's face changed greatly, and the true qi of his whole body immediately drummed up, and several magic weapons immediately appeared in his hands, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and shouted at the same time: "Tong Su, come back quickly, if he is really Jiang Yikang, you are definitely not his opponent." ”

Tong Su said calmly: "Uncle Shi, you don't have to worry, it's true that he is Jiang Yikang, but he is no longer the Jiang Yikang who made trouble in the Kunlun Holy Land back then." Two years ago, he survived the zombie millennium catastrophe, was seriously injured, and happened to be met by Shiming's nephew, and even his fame's magic weapon Wanli Jiangshan umbrella was taken away by Shiming's nephew. ”

Hearing this, he was relieved, but the magic weapon in his hand still did not take it back, and said slowly: "I see, no wonder I received the Kunlun Aurora Order to exterminate the zombie Jiang Yikang a few days ago, it turns out that this is the case." ”

Su Tong said: "Today, please ask Uncle Shi to supervise the battle for me, and when I kill him, the magic weapon on his body will be taken by Uncle Shi first." ”

Zhengwei said: "My nephew worked hard to kill demons, how can I forcibly occupy the magic weapon, the magic weapon will be left to my nephew, if I have to take it, I will only take his two fangs." ”

Su Tong scolded in his heart: "This old fox, Jiang Yikang doesn't even have an umbrella for thousands of miles, what magic weapon can he have, it sounds good, but he took away the most rare and precious zombie fangs." That's it, zombie bones can also refine magic weapons, and if I kill Jiang Yikang, my reputation must be famous in the sea, and I didn't run in vain. ”

Sutong thought in his heart, but his hand did not stop, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a "fan" you banana fan from his mouth, and there were words in his mouth, and the banana fan rose in the wind, becoming more than one person tall.

Su Tong took out the banana fan in his hand and smiled: "Look at me killing demons today." ”

After speaking, he swiped his arms and fanned Jiang Yikang with the banana fan in his hand.

In the first fan, black clouds rolled, obscuring the bright moon.

The second fan, the wind is raging, and the wind is surging.

The third fan, the downpour, the rain helps the wind.

The fourth fan, the sky is full of fire, water and fire blend.

Fifth, the heaven and the earth are reversed, and the universe loses its "color".

These five were only completed in an instant. After five fans, the heavens and the earth lost their color, and the black clouds shrouded Jiang Yikang, and under the black clouds, the wind, rain, and fire raged together, and everything that passed through immediately turned into powder.

Outside the black clouds, he was watching Jiang Yikang being shrouded in black clouds, twisting his beard, nodding slightly, and said, "Yes, no wonder you are so sure, it turns out that you are confident." ”

A young Taoist priest who came with Tong Su said in a delightful manner: "Uncle Tong Su went down the mountain this time, but he can be fully prepared, this water flame fan is Uncle Shi's most effective magic weapon, and the elders in the sect have given another demon pestle, I don't think a zombie is under Uncle Shi's words at all." ”

Zhengwei said: "Even the Demon Descending Pestle was brought?" Well, it doesn't look like I need to do it at all. ”

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden change in the situation.

The black cloud, gone.

The wind is gone.

Heavy rain, gone.

Skyfire, gone.

The light of the bright moon suddenly shone down, like the sun that suddenly jumped out after the dark clouds, and immediately dispelled the darkness.

This made Zhengwei and the others, who had just adapted to the darkness, shrink their eyes and hurriedly opened their eyes.

Winds, torrential rains, and fires, like hallucinations, suddenly vanished.

Only Sutong was still in place, standing dumbfounded, looking at the banana fan in front of him in a daze, but at this time, the banana fan broke a hole, and a hand broke out of the hole, stretched out in front of Sutong and grabbed his neck.

Su Tong's face was stiff, and he looked forward in disbelief, and through the hole in the banana fan, he saw Jiang Yikang, who was cold behind the fan.

"Ho-ho-" Sutong's throat tightened, he felt that breathing was becoming more and more difficult, his whole body was gradually weak, and his consciousness was slowly detached.

He saw Jiang Yikang's hand loosened, but he was still out of breath, still had no strength, and even the banana fan fell to the ground, he wanted to look down at the banana fan under his feet, but when he lowered his head, his whole face was attached to his chest, and he couldn't lift it up anyway.

"Uncle Shi." The young Taoist priest who came with Sutong cried out in pain, and he saw that Sutong's head was hanging down, his neck was broken at a right angle, and his face was pressed against his chest, and he didn't move.

Zhengwei shouted angrily: "What a cruel method, these demon clans are really bloodthirsty and 'sexual'. ”

Lang Lang on the side saw that Jiang Yikang had killed Sutong, and his heart was suddenly full of confidence, he walked outside, and he had never raised his eyebrows so much. Seeing that Zhengwei was unreasonable, he immediately opened his mouth and sneered: "Old miscellaneous 'Mao', what you said is so unreasonable, should we let you kill it, we are bloodthirsty to kill you." ”

Zhengwei scolded: "Little wolf demon, I'll clean you up when I've cleaned up the zombies." "If in normal times, just because you have so much patience for this kind of little demon, you can reach out and kill it. But now, Jiang Yikang stood in front of him, making him feel a lot of pressure.

Zhengwei turned his head to look at the little monk and said, "Shi Xingtong, now only you and I have joined forces." ”

But Shi Xingtong said: "Amitabha, the first taboo of monks is to kill, how can the old man hurt people." When he said this, Shi Xingtong looked up at the sky with a compassionate attitude.

is so angry that his beard curls up: "You...... Why are you here without killing? ”

Shi Xingtong said: "Amitabha, the old man came to persuade kindness, and the old man also advised the chief to stop when he should stop, and to convince people with virtue. ”

Zhengwei said: "Bah, what kind of virtue to convince people, you bald asses will be with the mud, there is a benefit to rush on, and if there is no benefit, you will become a shrunken turtle." ”

Interpretation channel: "Amitabha, don't hurt people." ”

Zhengwei said: "What's wrong with me hurting you, you still have to compete with me." ”

Shi Xingtong said: "The second taboo of the monks, don't speak ill of each other, and the old man doesn't quarrel with the Taoist. ”

After speaking, Shi Xingtong really closed his eyes slightly, ignoring everything in front of him, as if the four major were empty.

Zhengwei grinned angrily, in fact, he had long known that the monks were unreliable, but he didn't expect to be so unreliable.

In desperation, Zhengwei had to look at Jiang Yikang and said: "Jiang Yikang, I also know your reputation, hmph, I was on the mountain when you made a big fuss in Kunlun, but unfortunately I didn't let you meet you, and as a result, you escaped, this time we will settle the old score." ”

Jiang Yikang said coldly: "Hmph, last time Kunlun was in the party, there were only two kinds of people in the Dao Sect who could survive, one was not on the mountain, and the other was hiding and didn't dare to stretch out his head." The implication is that because he didn't meet Jiang Yikang, he was scared into a turtle with a shrunken head.

Jiang Yikang's sentence is talking about Zhengwei's sore spot, thinking that back then, Jiang Yikang washed Kunlun with blood, and Zhengwei was just in Kunlun Mountain, but after seeing Jiang Yikang's terrifying cultivation, Zhengwei was so frightened that he hid in the cave, and only escaped the catastrophe, until Jiang Yikang left five days later, Zhengwei dared to climb out of the cave.

The terrifying scene of Jiang Yikang's bloodbath in Kunlun is a purgatory-like nightmare that is imprinted in Zhengwei's heart for a lifetime. It is precisely because of this that after cultivating to the current realm, there have always been demons in my heart, and as a result, for a hundred years, my cultivation has not progressed.

However, when he thought that Jiang Yikang had now suffered from the zombie millennium catastrophe and his cultivation was the lowest, he was a little more confident in his heart, and he felt a little lucky. At this time, it is a good opportunity for me to make a name for myself, and it is also a good time to get rid of the nightmare in my heart.

Thinking of this, he laughed and said: "A person who has been robbed by zombies for thousands of years, and still dares to speak out, today I will wash away the shame, and when I trample you under my feet, I see that you still don't say big things." ”

Before he finished speaking, with a wave of his right hand, hundreds of paper runes were scattered towards Jiang Yikang, and these hundreds of paper runes instantly turned into hundreds of fire balls, densely packed, and pounced on Jiang Yikang.

The momentum was huge and intimidating.

Just when these hundreds of fire balls obscured Jiang Yikang's vision, he was sneering at the corner of his mouth, and a golden copper coin in his right hand quietly flew into the air, hidden in the sky

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