The bandits drove the afternoon sun to the protective shield,

Silently, the outermost layer has quietly reopened.

The lean boy touched his left and buckled his right, and took out a small square of metal from his pocket.

The thumb knocked open the metal cover, sharpened the metal wheel buckle twice, and a flame stood up.

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!" Wu Yang shouted into the hood.

The deputy sect master was stunned, and then slapped the back of the head of Wuyang with his backhand,

Who the hell are you fooling...

With a "zila", the protective shield opened the door, and a white passage led straight to the center.

Wu Cai was also stunned for a while, but after all, he was a man who had been the sect master.

Immediately pushed forward Wuyang, beckoning the stupid bandits to walk into the passage.

Seeing Wuyang casually put a small square of metal into his jacket pocket,

The Deputy Sect Master sighed from the bottom of his heart:

"Your clothes are very convenient, and if we have the chance, we will have to get a set of them.

Hats are also available. ”

Wuyang, who had his back to the bandits, looked stiff.

Aware of the subtle changes in his body,

"Is there a problem? so stingy?" the deputy sect master's voice hardened.

"No.. No, one, two, three... Thirteen tops, isn't it?"

Wuyang turned around and counted, asking cautiously.

The deputy sect master seemed to feel that something was wrong, and waved his hand impatiently,

He asked Wu Cai, "Old Wu, are you sure there are treasures here?"

It's not that I don't believe you.. It's quiet. ”

Lao Wu also found a clue at this time, the spiritual power of the huge island swept by, and there was not even a person.

Five fingers clasped Wuyang: "Where is the fat man who was with you a few days ago?"

Before the words fell, there was a sound of swallowing food in front of him,

Following the voice, a fat man was coming out of the corner room,

Chicken thigh in one hand, a pot of rice in the other,

He still muttered: "Senior brother, you came back so soon... ”

When he saw the people coming in, they threw down their food, and ran toward the inner hall like the wind.

The deputy sect master gave him a look, and three people chased after him.

After a while, the subordinates did not come out, and the whole Zhuangzi was quiet.

The deputy suzerain seems to be a strong bandit,

dragged Wuyang to the center of the square and shouted:

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, and if he doesn't come out again, don't blame his brother for not preaching morality!"

Wuyang waited for a while, and saw that the people in the house had no intention of making a move for the time being.

With his hands together, he shouted at the deputy sect master: "Let you taste the iron fist of communism!"

As he finished speaking, a fireball slipped out of his hand,

The deputy sect master turned sideways, and with the blessing of the spiritual power of the Channeling Period, he easily avoided the past.

After a failed blow, Wuyang began to run towards the deputy sect master, and jumped in front of him in two steps.

The deputy sect master saw that Wuyang took the initiative to approach, and was just about to reach out to take him,

The noon sun is short, and the deputy sect master catches the air,

Inertia continues to glide on the ground with the body,

Got under the feet of the Great Vice-Sect Master of the High Horse,

The backhand climbed on his back like an ape,

Quickly began to brew the next fireball technique,

The sub-sect master's magic weapon is a large axe made of meteoric iron, which opens and closes widely.

If the bald Wu only encountered this situation, he would never choose the deputy sect master to do the same.

At least he will choose to distance himself from Wuyang first.

Both of them knew that the lean boy was at most a foundation building monk,

The subconscious mind doesn't take his attacks seriously.

Thinking of this, the deputy sect master raised his eyebrows, relying on the fact that he had magic armor on his body,

Throwing the axe in his left hand behind him, under the precise drive of the spiritual power of the Psychic Period,

After half a breath, the poor bastard will be split in half.

Obviously he is just a foundation building disciple, why bother so hard and lead the way obediently,

And then be obedient and let yourself be slaughtered, wouldn't it be more pleasant.

After half a breath,

Looking at the bloody hole that appeared between the chest,

The paralyzed Deputy Sect Master fell down with an expression of disbelief

The strong physique brought by the body forging technique allowed Wuyang to avoid the axe falling.

There was a flash of thunder in the lobby, and Uncle Zhang took Wuyang to quickly distance himself from the bandits.

At the same time, a large whirlpool of floating clouds appeared over the square,

The bandits had already noticed that something was wrong, and they fled towards the passage where they came.

I turned my head and saw that there was still a trace of the passage,

As the thunder slashed down one after another, several deranged monks even shouted at the cover wall:

"Haste as the law!"

In response to them, there were only silent lightning bolts.

As the monks were eliminated one by one, there was only one person left in the square, the bald Wu Cai.

Watching everyone walk out of the inner hall one by one,

Wu Cai didn't show panic, he still has hole cards,

That kid still has his ghostly aura buried in his body,

After thinking about this, Wu Cai coughed,

Get ready for his final performance.

At this time, he saw that the lean young man made another strange move,

He took a step forward and began to raise his palms to the sky,

The black qi continued to force out from his palm,

In Wu Cai's opinion, it's a bit like two big chimneys with black smoke,

"The forces of reaction will eventually be wiped out!"

With a shout, Wuyang retreated and called it a day, giving way to the white-clothed immortal master behind him.

The people around him were all convulsive, and even made Wu Cai suspect for a moment,

Whether the Netherworld True Qi can still be used as poison.

"You.. How could you?"

The Netherworld True Qi is extremely domineering, and over the years since Wu Cai's cultivation,

It's not that no one has tried to force it out of the body like the noon sun,

All of them festered in the process, or were directly urged by Wu Cai to kill them.

Sweat slipped from Wu Cai's forehead, drop by drop, falling to the ground and landing on his hands,

Pour out a wisp of green smoke.

You can also fight!

With these ghost hands, in order to chase the lifeless back of the Ghost King Sect Master, he also paid a lot.

The black ghost fire was rekindled in his hand, and Wu Cai was strictly considered a close combat,

He enjoyed the feeling of contact with the ghost fire burning his opponent's body,

"Be careful, he's going to be desperate. The second master reminded.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Baldhead. ”

It's still the lean boy.

Interrupted by this, Wu Cai finally gathered the courage to fight for his life,

I held it back again.

Walking back and forth in the same place for a while,

Wu Yang opened his mouth and asked, "Mr. Bald Head, do you know that the Ghost King Sect Master is dead. ”

Don't mention it, when he heard the word lifeless, Wu Cai's ghost fire was a little more vigorous.

Seeing the effect, the afternoon sun is like a bamboo tube pouring beans,

How to take the initiative to enter the sect in recent days, and how to defeat the conspiracy of the ghost king sect with the rough savages,

One by one.

During the period, there was also a supplement of the fat man's eyebrows flying and dancing.

"What the hell do you want to say?" Wu Cai had already stopped his slightly trembling body,

Isn't it just a death...

I'm still scared.

"We are optimistic about your talents, Mr. Baldhead, but unfortunately we don't have a chance to work together.

Second Master, please do it. ”

A cloud instantly suspended above Wu Cai's head,

The white-clothed immortal master was surrounded by electricity, and slowly walked towards Wu Cai,

Didn't there be a beating electric spark jumping out of the second master's hand, pounced on the concrete floor, and there was a loud sound

"And. Wait!"

"I'm willing! Any conditions can be negotiated!"

Wu Cai's knees weakened and he fell to the ground.