Chapter 509: The Taoist Priest and the Butcher

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Jinxi has suddenly become lively recently. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know what's going on, but people who live near Wutai Mountain in Jinxi Province have such a feeling.

Although as a tourist attraction, Wutai Mountain is full of tourists all year round, but the last few days are very different, even if they stay at home and do not go out, the residents around Wutai Mountain can feel that different kind of tension.

The air seems to be suddenly much thicker, and sometimes walking on the road can suddenly make people breathless.

This strange phenomenon has not been interrupted in recent decades, and it is at the same time every year. Some people say that this is because Mt. Wutai is not only a sacred place for Buddhism, but also because the mountain is a natural dragon vein, with supreme power, and in ancient times, an immortal detained an evil dragon under the mountain.

And every year at the time of the lunar month, it is the time when the evil dragon's mana is the strongest, so at this time, there will always be all kinds of visions around Wutai Mountain. Sometimes it was a sudden difficulty breathing, sometimes it was the sound of drought and thunder in the sky, and some people said that they saw an immortal leaping down from the top of the mountain, but they were unharmed.

In any case, these are just small pleasures for the local residents, and even if there is an evil dragon pressing under the mountain, it cannot break the peaceful life of the people.

The weather is still relatively clear, and the residents around Wutai Mountain find that although it is not the peak tourist season, the number of tourists has increased in the past few days. Some of the old people had already sensed something, and stayed at home with amusement until the time passed, and told the young people who didn't care to be careful not to run into the immortals.

But the young people don't think so, they still go their own way, and they take all those exhortations as superstitious words of the elderly, and don't take them to heart at all.

At this moment, the west is gradually slanting, the mountains and forests of Wutai Mountain are lush and green, in addition to the temples that have been designated as tourist attractions, there are some remnants of the old view of the wild temples in the woods, and the eaves corners are shining a rare and gorgeous bright color under the illumination of the setting sun.

In this deep mountain, although the bitterness brought by winter instantly blew the earth into a withered yellow, the knotted branches were like big hands from the depths of the earth, desperately struggling to stretch out to the sky, and whenever a breeze blew, they let out an unwilling cry.

On an undeveloped solitary peak in the Wutai Mountains, with the sound of rustling, a group of people dressed in blue-gray daku, with cloth shoes under their feet, and leggings on their calves wrapped layer after layer, silently and silently walked towards the top of the mountain.

And the most amazing thing is that all the people of this group have red sheath long swords hanging from their waists, and as their bodies run, they make a loud collision sound from time to time.

Just capturing this piece of the picture will definitely make people feel that they have crossed time and space and come to the legendary martial arts era.

The group traveled very fast, with a dull thud each time they kicked the ground, and then as the earth and rocks flew in all directions, their figures were already shooting arrows, like leaps, and instantly crossed a large distance.

This is not so much light work, this simple body movement, but also jumping work, every move reveals a very solid feeling, especially every time you kick the ground. The smooth rhythm and strong explosiveness can always be amazing.

The gaze gradually pulled in, and the specific appearance of this pedestrian also appeared.

Unlike everyone in the outside world, these guys have long hair, both men and women comb a bun on their heads, with one or several hairpins inserted in them, and their unique attire, it is not difficult for people to guess their identities -

Taoist.

No one in the team spoke, only the slight gasping sound of luck, and from time to time there was the sound of the master's internal organs agitating, like the chirping of a toad, and every tremor was emanating with the empty mountain forest.

This can't help but make the residents who don't know the truth wonder why there are still toads calling in the 39th mile of the lunar month.

The leading Taoist priest is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a square face, his black thick mustache is almost erect, and his face with thick eyebrows and eyes is not easy to mess with, and the frog roar that the internal organs stirred up just now also came from his body.

Unlike other Taoist priests, this guy's cultivation is obviously much higher, even in the high-intensity rush, his face still looks like he still has spare strength. And what is strange is that the other Taoist priests all have long swords pinned to their waists, only he has inserted a short knife on the left and right sides of the belt in an unusual way, and with his rough hands the size of a fan, it makes people feel a brazen temperament rushing to their faces.

"Stop!"

This guy suddenly frowned, waved his hand violently, and everyone behind him suddenly stopped like robots that had been ordered, and the faces of some young Taoist priests had turned pale because of this high-intensity action, but they still didn't dare to gasp for breath, only breathing slightly and quietly.

"Xuanshan, why did someone come over to disturb Lao Dao and my Qing Xiu? If it doesn't come out for a few years, has the outside world been like this? Although our Taiyi Sword Sect said that it was not born to wander much, it would not attract flies like this. ”

An old man on the side yawned loudly, reached out and grabbed his messy gray hair, and then half-squinted his eyes and said: "It's still up to you to deal with, although the juniors are here to participate in the Tibetan Sword List this time, but they can't be folded in this kind of place for no reason." ”

"Yes, Shouquan Ancestor."

The middle-aged man with the name Xuanshanzi saluted respectfully, and then turned his head unruly, and a pair of eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they suddenly shone into the dense forest in front of him.

"Goo!"

With a sudden agitation in his internal organs, Xuan Shanzi's stomach suddenly expanded like a rubber, and then in a wave-shaped, boundless reverberating qi wave suddenly rolled out, with the sound of hunting wind hula swept towards a large area in front of him.

The trees in the forest rattled and trembled, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground were directly lifted up, like a huge blanket, and smashed forward with their heads and faces.

"Hey!"

With a faint chuckle, a black shadow suddenly burst out of the forest, like a sharp sword, and instantly plunged into the huge flying carpet of fallen leaves. Everyone only heard a stabbing sound, and the dead leaves and branches suddenly dispersed, and a cold light was like a flying needle under the lamp, piercing straight in an instant.

At the same time, a few winds swept the air around, and several other black shadows suddenly took the opportunity to burst out, exploding with a bang, and without hesitation, they pulled the trigger of the gun in their hands, and there was a faint smell of gunsmoke in the air.

The moment the other black-clothed people came out, Xuanshanzi's brows were furrowed, and at that moment, his hand seemed to disappear, and it appeared on his waist in an instant, and then he had already pulled out two short knives from his waist and suddenly slashed in front of him!

Bite! Bite!

With two crisp blows, the two bullets hit the blade of the short knife one after another, and they were cut in half and shot out in an instant, while the other short knife suddenly whimpered and screamed, screaming and hitting the cold light that hit it, but it was a slender sword body.

Shocked by this, the sword-wielder only felt a pain in his wrist, and suddenly he couldn't hold the weapon in his hand, and he couldn't help but get out of his hand.

"Die!"

Xuanshanzi's eyebrows and eyes brought up a bloody and violent aura, and he instantly kicked the ground and borrowed his strength, and his waist suddenly collapsed like a huge spring, only to hear a snort, the short knife in his hand submerged from the cartilage under the opponent's throat, and poked out directly from the opponent's face, and there was a bloody eyeball exuding heat on the tip of the knife.

Killing the enemy with one blow, Xuan Shanzi snorted coldly, without much expression on his face, as if he was used to this situation. I saw that he turned around and changed positions while pulling out the blade with the help of his waist, and the hot blood suddenly spurted out three feet high, and the man in black instantly fell to the ground.

With a flick of his fingers, the knife flower appeared in his hand, Xuanshanzi held the knife back, and instantly lowered his waist before stepping on it. His figure was pressed against the ground full of fallen leaves, and between the agitation of his internal organs, his spine suddenly flung wildly, shooting out like a swimming fish in water, turning into a blue line that instantly cut through the battlefield, and brought up the dead leaves in the sky with a hula.

How to swim the fish!

The group of black-clothed men with guns exclaimed, subconsciously wanting to dodge, some people panicked and began to shoot indiscriminately with guns, but the blazing brass bullets could only hit the afterimage of Xuanshanzi every time, and finally all fell into the air.

"Whoever dares to touch my Taiyi, die!"

Xuanshanzi's eyebrows were hideous, at this moment, he didn't look like a Taoist priest, but a naked butcher!