At this time, most of the people around him had dispersed, and hundreds of rebels were also in chaos, fleeing one after another, for fear that the divine thunder that fell from the sky would fall on his side.

Wu Song was like a cheetah, jumping several times in a row, passing through the panicked rebels, and the ring knife in his hand danced vigorously, causing all the rebels to avoid one after another, and in a blink of an eye, he had already taken advantage of the chaos to rush to the high platform.

"Stop him!" Shen Ming finally sensed the threat and screamed in shock.

The green scarf guards were still in a panic, and only a few people heard Shen Ming's order and raised their knives to intercept Wu Song.

The ring knife in Wu Song's hand waved like the wind, and where the sharp blade swept, several green scarf guards were either broken or separated, only to kill blood and rain, and screams were everywhere.

The two blue scarf leaders raised their knives to meet them, but they were not Wu Song's enemies, and they were stabbed by Wu Song's two knives, one of them had their arms cut off, and the other was kicked off the high platform.

Wu Song's long hair was scattered, like a demon god, carrying a ring knife, stepping on the bloody road, and went straight to Shen Ming, bent on killing this rebel leader who was careless about people's lives.

Shen Ming is also a fierce general in both civil and military affairs among the rebels, and when he saw Wu Song coming with a knife to kill, he knew that there was no way out, so he immediately raised his knife in his hand and faced Wu Song.

"Dog thief, Hugh is arrogant!"

With a loud shout, the war knife in Shen Ming's hand, the cold light flashed, rolling with a moon-like light, and swept in an instant.

Almost in a breath, Shen Ming had already killed in front of him, and the war knife in his hand slashed at Wu Song in the chest.

The green turban rebels on the side all held their breath, and they were surprised to find that Wu Song did not have the slightest sign of making a move, as if they were shocked by the momentum of their own general.

The hearts of the rebels were filled with ecstasy, believing that their general was about to win.

At the moment when the blade struck, Wu Song's body suddenly moved, and before the naked eye could see how he moved, the ring knife that he was originally holding had already stopped and slashed towards Shen Ming.

The last to strike and the first to come, the knife momentum was so fast that it hit Shen Ming first.

Shen Ming was horrified in his heart, he never expected Wu Song's body technique to be so fast, and before he could think about it, he was in a hurry to turn the knife and go diagonally towards the frame.

The extremely fierce blade, with a force that Shen Ming had never seen in his life, hit Shen Ming's neck like a rainbow.

Burst~

Shen Ming's head had already flown out, and the headless body was gushing with blood, and slowly fell down.

One move is deadly!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Thundercloud Storm!"

With the roar of the banyan tree, more divine thunder fell from the sky.

The thunder continued and blossomed everywhere, blowing up the rebels with their heads in their hands, and the rebels who were originally holding torches had already thrown away the torches in their hands and fled in all directions, hiding from the divine thunder that did not know where it would fall.

The town center square was filled with smoke, like a fog, which had obstructed the view, and the visibility was less than five meters.

"The demon is on the banyan tree, quickly go up the tree and kill it!" Someone reacted first and shouted urgently.

A word woke up the dreamer, and several men with yellow turbans rushed under the banyan tree with knives and guns.

"Commander Shen has been killed!" Someone on the stage exclaimed.

The rebels in the audience were leaderless, more and more chaotic, and they were at a loss.

At this moment, Zhao Hao, who was watching from the rooftop, took the opportunity to shout: "The officers and soldiers are coming, run!" ”

This shout became the last straw that crushed the hearts of the rebels.

The sky descended on the thunder, the lord will be beheaded, and now the official army is attacking, a series of blows, so that these rebels, who are not high in combat quality, have completely collapsed, and they have scattered and fled, only hating their father and mother for missing two legs.

Shen Ming on the stage has been killed, the two blue turban leaders are either dead or injured, and the remaining two blue scarf leaders and the green turban rebels saw that Wu Song, the killing god, was committing murder on the stage, where was there still a fighting spirit, and they jumped off the stage and fled.

The main force of six or seven hundred rebels fled without a fight, and they fled completely in an instant.

Seeing that the general situation had been decided, Zhao Hao also climbed off the roof with Zhao Ling and others, ran to the large pile of firewood, and rescued the family in Anxi Town, who was trapped on the firewood.

A family of thirty or forty people swayed around in front of the ghost gate, seeing that the life of the whole family was in danger, and they were already crying when they were rescued at this moment.

Zhao Hao strode under the banyan tree and shouted: "Amitabha, the blessed life is immeasurable, and the mana of the Taoist is boundless, can you come down and see it!" ”

"The donor is bad, the Buddha is the Buddha, the Tao is the Tao, how can it be messed up!" Before the words fell, a person had already landed on the banyan tree.

When I fixed my eyes, I saw that the man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a shabby robe, his hair was unkempt, and his face was dirty as if he hadn't washed his face for a month, especially the robe, which actually had a big hole in his abdomen, revealing a section of his trousers.

Holding a whisk in his hand, the hair was almost gone, and he had an old long sword on his back, and he didn't know if the sword was rusty......

Zhao Hao didn't feel messy, and at first he thought that it must be an old Taoist of the fairy wind and bones, but who knew that what appeared in front of him was a young sloppy Taoist leader.

"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, poor Dao Chong and Zi, I don't know what to call the donor." The chief shook the dust in his hand, and then stepped forward to salute Zhao Hao.

"Wang Wenqing, 78 in force, 84 in intelligence, 60 in command, 71 in politics, 89 in health, and 70 in favor of the host."

Chong Hezi, Wang Wenqing...... Founder of the Shenxiao Sect!

Wang Wenqing is good at Lei Fa. His disciples are widely distributed in the north and south of the river, from the Song and Yuan dynasties to the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the Taoist veins are especially existing, and they are the Shenxiao patriarchs unanimously affirmed by the Shenxiao sect and the Taoist sects. The Yuan Dynasty was given the title of "Chong Xuan Tong Miao Zhenren", and was given the title of "Chong Xuan Tong Miao Linghui Zhenren".

Later, after becoming Lin Lingsu, he was deeply favored by Zhao Ji as a Taoist priest, but he was much more low-key than Lin Lingsu, favored but not arrogant, did not make friends with the powerful, did not interfere in government affairs, and could gain insight into current affairs, know how to advance and retreat,

Zhao Hao never expected to meet such a patriarch-level figure of a certain sect of Taoism here, and his mouth was perfunctory, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of shock and excitement in his heart.

At this time, the whole family came to thank them, and Zhao Hao, Wu Song, Wang Wenqing and others refused to refuse.

That night, Zhao Hao and his entourage, Wang Wenqing and others rested in the town, where they were killing chickens and sheep at home, and poured all their hospitality. At this time, Zhao Hao knew that the Taoist priest was actually different from the monk, he could eat meat, looking at Wang Wenqing's gobbling appearance, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a few days, and he didn't feel a little ridiculous.

The next day, Zhao Hao and Wang Wenqing visited the Li Zheng family, where they wanted to thank them with money, but Zhao Hao naturally would not accept it, and Wang Wenqing also refused.

Originally, he wanted to give his youngest daughter to Zhao Hao to repay Zhao Hao's life-saving grace, but his youngest daughter was the woman in red who reported the letter that day, and she was born with a beautiful appearance, and she also studied for a few years, which seemed to be a good marriage.

Zhao Hao was born with a talent, a rich family, and a life-saving grace, that little beauty is naturally willing. The wife who was there also moved her mind, and pulled Xie Yun to talk last night, and the tone revealed the meaning intentionally or unintentionally, how could Xie Yun not know, just that the child had already made a family affair informed, which made the other party's mother and daughter depressed for a night.

Although the rebels went, the Zheng family did not dare to stay in the town any longer, and after saying goodbye to Zhao Hao and others and Wang Wenqing, they also packed up their money and left Anxi Town in a hurry.

Seeing that De Lizheng's family had left in a car, Zhao Hao invited Wang Wenqing to accompany him, but was politely refused.

Zhao Hao knew that this kind of enlightened people were all idle clouds and wild cranes, and Shennong saw the head and the tail, came and went without a trace, and did not keep it, but just gave him a horse as a foot force.

Wang Wenqing was not polite, and accepted the horse after a few excuses.

Everyone said goodbye to Wang Wenqing.

Looking at the back of Wang Wenqing riding away, Zhao Hao felt a lot of regret in his heart, if he took such a Taoist who could throw bombs with him, he would have a little more security on the road.

Just when Zhao Hao turned around and was about to board the carriage, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and turned around suddenly, but saw that it was Wang Wenqing who went and returned.

Zhao Hao was overjoyed in his heart and hurriedly greeted him.

That Wang Wenqing also got off the horse and ran in front of Zhao Hao, but said something that shocked Zhao Hao.

"That...... Zhao Gongzi ...... Poor people are shy in their pockets, can they raise a money or two......"

I'll go...... Just now, I was about to thank you with a hundred dollars, and you don't want to pretend to be serious.

Wang Wenqing looked at Zhao Hao with a bewildered expression, but his tone became righteous and stern: "The poor road and the right are kind, if you accept money from others, everyone in the world will use the poor road to do things for money...... As for recruiting from Childe, it is for Childe to cultivate virtue ......"

Zhao Hao was speechless, and turned around and gave Wang Wenqing five times the money...... The horse couldn't run, so he asked his mother for a thousand yuan, an official limited edition banknote.

Poor Taoist, rich monk.

Especially Wang Wenqing's journey is full of five thunders and thunder, and there are a lot of sulfur, charcoal and saltpeter that need to be consumed to refine divine thunder, and there are many places where money is needed.

Wang Wenqing saw that Zhao Hao was so generous, and his heart was also moved, although he didn't say a few words of gratitude, the gratitude was beyond words.

Finally, the two said goodbye again.

Zhao Hao and his entourage, under the escort of Wu Song, Zhao Ling and others, continued to go north.

After walking for half a day, it has been more than 30 miles away from Anxi Town, entering a valley road, and after this valley, it left the boundary of Hangzhou and entered Huzhou.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly thundered in front of him.

Zhao Ling and Wu Song raised their heads suddenly, and their faces couldn't help but change greatly.

Hundreds of rebel cavalry roared in, mainly green scarves, including purple, green and blue scarves.

The elite of the rebels!