Tan Ke brushed bandits in the mountains of Jiangxi for a few days, and he was surprised to find that many bandits in the mountains were strong and scary, and some bandit gangs even had masters who could spell. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info In order to deal with these people, Tan Ke spent a lot of effort.

However, he was not without gains, at least he confirmed that this world is an authentic low demon plane, in addition to the Egyptian sacrifices in the mummy trilogy, the Scorpion King and the Qin Shi Huang of China, in other parts of the world, Taoism and some supernatural phenomena still exist.

As he pondered, he heard footsteps in front of him.

"Kill! Kill this man! ”

There was a shout not far away, and I saw that in the woods on both sides of the mountain road, figures suddenly appeared, all jumping towards Tan Ke like apes.

Bang!

Tan Ke bent his legs slightly, shook his face against the attacking enemy, and then exerted his waist and punched his right hand, running towards the man's door like a cannonball. The sneak attacker panicked and hurriedly crossed his hands, hoping to block the shocking punch.

However, this person also underestimated Tan Ke's strength, only heard a click, and the arms in front of him were instantly broken and broken, the white bone stubble pierced the skin, and the red blood and muscles were exposed in the air.

Tan Ke turned his fist into a palm, stretched out his hand forward, and gently brought the person to him, only to hear two pops, only to see that this person had two poison darts inserted into his body from nowhere, and he was already seriously injured, but now his face was black and purple, and he was foaming at the mouth, but a pair of eyes were still staring at Tan Ke.

"Ho ho..." wanted to say something, but after all, he still couldn't support it, and his body was weak, so he died of anger.

Tan Ke took advantage of the attacker to kill a person, but he didn't have time to rest, and just threw the body at hand aside, but turned over another knife hand before meeting.

"Death to those who commit my big sword!"

I saw that the knife hand finished roaring, and slashed at Tan Ke in the air.

Seeing this, Tan Ke did not dodge. The old rule is still to pull out the soft sword from the waist, and as soon as the tip of the sword is raised, it will stab at the knife hand.

Boom!

The soft sword and the broadsword clashed, and suddenly burst out with dazzling sparks. The knife hand rolled to the ground, face down, kicked both feet, and the whole person pounced on Tan Ke like a toad.

Tan Kejing's mind was activated, and he naturally dodged the killer blow of the knife hand, but the soft sword in his hand flew over, wrapping around the big knife of the knife hand like a snake, and then the aura of Haoran was stimulated, and the knife hand suddenly couldn't hold the knife in his hand, and it was bounced out with a whoosh.

The knife hand lost the knife, and in Tan Ke's eyes, he no longer became a threat, stepped forward, and came to the knife hand who was panicked because of the flying weapon, and stepped forward with his right foot, hooking the knife hand's waist step, and his feet were strong, and between this pull, the knife hand's spine was kicked off.

Among the remaining sneak attackers, the one with the knife in his hand hesitated when he saw Tan Ke so ferocious.

Burst!

It turned out that the middle-aged man who had sent the poison dart before walked around behind Tan Ke without saying a word, but this dart still gave Tan Ke a crooked neck and dodged it.

Tan Ke didn't look at the melee swordsmen, but looked at the poison dart men and laughed.

"Interesting, there are really people who are not afraid of death!"

After speaking, Tan Ke squatted slightly, his calf exerted force, and the whole person jumped up like a spring, and bounced towards the poisonous dart man.

This poison dart man is probably the leader of this attack on the enemy, seeing Tan Ke attacking, he did not panic, and in the face of Tan Ke's killing blow, this poison dart player chose to shoot all the poison darts he carried with him.

Tan Ke's face remained unchanged, he was in mid-air, opened his mouth, and as soon as his mind moved, a strong wind blew out of Tan Ke's mouth, and several poisonous darts were suddenly blown invisible.

At this moment, the poison dartman's face finally changed, and with a "poof", a blood hole appeared on the poison dartman's forehead.

"Stick the idea! Brethren retreat! Wait for a master to be sent from the altar and then deal with him! Watching Tan Ke miraculously kill the poison dartman, a knife man watching from the sidelines finally made up his mind to retreat.

The other swordsmen, you look at me, I look at you, but they gritted their teeth, turned around and ran into the woods.

In the face of the fleeing enemy, Tan Ke did not chase them, but just stood still, watching the four of them flee in embarrassment.

"This seems to be the fourth wave in the past three days, and I always feel like I'm being targeted by someone." Tan Ke picked up a big knife on his toes, looked at the gap cut by his soft sword before, and muttered to himself.

Two hours later, there was a Taoist temple in the mountains and forests.

There is also a plaque hanging in the center of the antique Taoist temple, which reads three lacquered gold characters, Wanshou Palace.

Inside the Taoist temple, two huge red candles are burning on the quaint table. The red wax oil dripped down the candle onto the copper tray, forming a viscous gelatinous mass.

In addition to the candle flame swaying in the wind, there are three people standing in the Taoist temple. This Wanshou Palace is where one of the strongholds of the Great Sword Society is located.

"So, the man who killed a lot of our brothers, in addition to a good swordsmanship, also knows some spells?" A Taoist with crowned hair asked without looking back, while stirring the candle flame on the altar.

"Master, yes, that's the thing, the little one saw with his own eyes that a big wind blew out of that person's mouth, blowing Han Laosan's poisonous darts away!" It was a muscular man who spoke, and he was the same knife man who had shouted to retreat in front of Tan Ke before.

"Master, what do you think this soft sword master is coming from? A good kung fu, and some spell lists, every time our people go to him, he doesn't chase after him when he withdraws, what does it mean? "This time it was a guy with a goatee, he was the incense master of the Great Sword Society, and his level was one level higher than the lowest knife hand.

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Yes, master?"

Listening to the three words that the Taoist said lightly, the two people standing on the side were dumbfounded.

The man took a knife from the offering table and looked closely at the delicately patterned scabbard.

"Why, the land of Middle-earth is so vast, isn't it normal for a few masters of the secret sect to come out?" The Taoist pulled the knife out of its scabbard and carefully brushed the cold blade with his fingers, "But you don't need to worry. No matter how good his ability is, he won't be able to get out of Jiangxi this time! ”

"Lord, why is that?" The swordsman who shouted to retreat before didn't figure it out, but the incense master on the side stopped him.

"Idiot, Lao Tzu usually tells you to gamble less money and drink more flower wine, and use your brain more when you encounter problems! No matter how big the other side is and how much ability he has, he has killed so many people from our Jiangxi Huidaomen! You must know that not only our big sword will fold people in, but also what Tianyi, Tongshan Association, Mahayana Sect, Jiangxi's famous Huidao Gate have folded many people in the hands of that person. Our Huidaomen in Jiangxi will join forces to suppress it, which master in the whole world can escape from our hands? ”

"I see! It's still a great incense master! ”

"It's going to be a mess!"

Listening to the words of the two subordinates, the Taoist smiled slightly. What the incense master said is very reasonable, no matter how powerful the master is, if he provokes the Huidaomen in Jiangxi, then don't think about going out again. However, it is not without the top masters in the world who can escape from the encirclement and suppression of the entire Jiangxi Huidaomen, and there is at least one palm in the entire Huaxia, but that is the level of land immortals. The kid who made the soft sword was clearly not quite capable of it.

(To be continued.) )