The wind is gusting, and the night moon is hanging high. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tan Ke stood high above the clouds, and the long shirt on his body had long been changed into a comfortable and tight combat uniform. Tan Ke's expression was indifferent, and below him, there was an ancient Taoist temple, which was the Wanshou Palace where the stronghold of the Great Sword Society was located. Although Tan Ke did not pursue the fleeing killer in front of him, through a satellite launched from the Egyptian base, and with the help of the Red Queen, Tan Ke had already locked down the hiding place of the group of people who attacked him.

When it comes to tracking traces, there is no one in this world who can compare to him.

Drones, nanorobots, surveillance satellites, any one of them is thrown out, and in this era, it will only bewitch the foolish people and coerce the religious people.

However, not to mention those high-tech equipment, this time in Huaxia, Tan Ke's main purpose is to temper his spell system, and when he goes to the Xianxia world in the future, high-tech such as nuclear bombs may not come in handy.

Tan Ke was pleasantly surprised to discover these days that the scarab beetle that Immorton gave him could not only burrow into the human body and eat human flesh, but also steal news for him. For example, the plan of the three people just now of the Broadsword Society, Tan Ke heard it clearly through the scarab beetle climbing on the pillar.

"Interesting, really interesting, Jiangxi's Huidaomen, I must have a good time! In addition, the so-called land immortal, I will also touch him! Let's see if I can win it with my own strength. ”

In the Wanshou Palace, the Broadsword Club advocates that Minghui is talking to the incense lord about some daily affairs in the meeting, and the Broadsword Club is basically in contact with the bandits in various cottages in Jiangxi, either the second master of the Broadsword Society has learned martial arts in the Broadsword Society, or the right-hand man of the Broadsword Society is the main thug in the cottage.

Just when Zhang Minghui was about to let the incense master retreat, suddenly there was a commotion outside the Wanshou Palace.

"Oh no! The master of the sword has come to the door! ”

"What's going on!" Zhang Minghui frowned, and the incense master next to him hurriedly opened the door and probed out.

At this glance, the incense lord stood on the spot. Zhang Minghui was impatient, pushed the incense master, and stood at the door of the watch in a daze.

"Lord! What a master of the soft sword! What a handsome kung fu! The brethren can't stop it! A knifeman with an arm cut off ran towards Zhang Minghui with blood on his face, and it was the same person who had escaped from Tan Ke's hand by luck before.

"Come in quickly!" The incense lord beside him trembled and took the knife hand with the broken arm in. Outside the door, a group of swordsmen of the Great Sword Society had already been killed by the swordsmen, and the corpses were scattered all over the ground, and pools of blood and stumps could be seen on the ground in the moonlight.

"I'll meet him!" A cloud of silver moon-like knife light lit up, and I saw Zhang Minghui carrying the big knife that was enshrined on weekdays, and strode into the open space like the slaughterhouse where Tan Ke killed.

"Get out of the way!" With Zhang Minghui's loud shout, everyone who was struggling to support under Tan Ke's sword was relieved, and ran away with a bang.

"I don't know where this friend came from, how did he get to the territory of my Broadsword Society and go on such a killing spree?"

Zhang Minghui is dressed in a feather and a star crown, and his robe is slowly fluttering with the night breeze. It's a pity that it's a bit weird to carry a big blade in his hand, and it breaks his high aura at once.

"President Zhang is really a noble person, how forgetful! I also sent several groups of congregants to kill me, and now I look like I don't know me at all, this pretending kung fu, Chen really admires! Admire! Tan Ke said to the Taoist in front of him with a smile.

Who would have thought that a Taoist priest turned out to be a master of making knives, and he also built a Taoist gate for making knives.

"Ahem!" Zhang Minghui couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when he heard Tan Ke's words. It seems that this person does have some means of investigation, and since the matter has been cleared up, it is inconvenient to say perfunctory words.

"Mr. Chen, and listen to what this said, there is indeed a dispute between this association and Mr. Chen, but there must be a misunderstanding among them. As the saying goes, it is better to settle a grievance than to settle it, so why not sit down and talk to Ben Dao. ”

After saying this, I saw Tan Ke standing in front of him suddenly laughing, as if he had heard some big joke!

"Haha! Hahahaha! False Taoist, what do you say? Talk about it? Are you kidding me! Look at the blood on the ground, do you think there is still talk between us? Tan Ke said to the Taoist priest in front of him with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Tan Ke shook the fist sword in his hand, and strings of blood beads fell to the ground.

"It seems that Mr. Chen doesn't want to talk about it......" Zhang Minghui slowly sank his face, he wanted to invite Tan Ke into Wanshou Palace, it was indeed selfish. Although Tan Ke called him a fake Taoist, this Zhang Minghui was actually an outcast of the Heavenly Master Dao of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and he had indeed learned spells before. In the Wanshou Palace, there is a formation laid out by him, as long as the swordsman in front of him is put into the view, he Zhang Minghui is confident that there is a way to hold this terrifying young master with high swordsmanship.

Pity! Tan Ke is not obligated to act according to the script written by Chairman Zhang, so what should I do? One word, type!

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and open the ......" Before a typing could be exported, Tan Ke suddenly shook his wrist, and the soft sword in his hand went out to sea like a dragon, and he was in mid-air.

Burst!

There was only a wail, and a small bird fluttering its wings was stuck in the tip of Tank's sword.

"What kind of spell is this?" With a flick of Tan Ke's sword, the bird fell to the ground, and the red light flashed on the surface, and the prototype appeared, which turned out to be folded paper!

Tan Ke couldn't help but be surprised, it was difficult for this fake Taoist priest to really know how many ways to do it, but what was the use of this paper bird, could it be that he wanted to peck himself to death?

Boom! Tan Ke, who was thinking, was interrupted by an explosion, and it turned out that the paper bird had exploded! Now Tan Ke is going to look up to this fake Taoist priest, this kind of exploding paper bird is much stronger than the suicide vest on the battlefield in the Middle East on the main plane! If this fake Taoist priest goes to the ground in the Middle East, with this skill, no matter how bad he is, he will have to be in charge of some al-Qaeda!

Tan Ke was thinking nonsense here, but Zhang Minghui, who had folded a paper bird over there, was not depressed, only to see Zhang Minghui's wide robe wave, and countless paper birds poured out of his cuffs, chirping and flying towards Tan Ke.

Tan Ke, who has always been at ease on his face, also changed his face, damn! This fake Taoist priest doesn't need a knife at all! As soon as it came up, let such a large wave of suicide paper birds come over!

Tan Ke didn't have time to think about it, the soft sword stabbed out again and again, frantically assassinating Zhang Minghui's paper birds, although he was on guard, knocked down and threw out a lot of paper birds, but Zhang Minghui was like a paper bird seller, and he danced his sleeves again and again, and the continuous paper birds fluttered their wings and attacked Tan Ke!

"I'll see where you're hiding!" Zhang Minghui let out a sneer.

(To be continued.) )