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Suddenly hearing this voice, Fan Xiang and Xiao Yan were both startled, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that where the firelight reflected, two armored warriors each held a broken blade, standing in front of the clay sculpture, and the two warriors could be vaguely seen with strange expressions. Fan Xiang pulled Xiao Yan to stand up, hid Xiao Yan behind him, grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and looked at the comer coldly, looking guarded.

The two warriors limped forward, gave a salute, and said, "We are the gods of this ancestral hall, and we have seen the two of them, and if there is any neglect, please forgive the two distinguished guests." ”

Fan Xiang returned the salute, and saw that the two door gods had blood on the corner of their mouths, one of their right eyes was bruised and swollen, and their faces were covered with purple and green blood, their clothes and armor were torn, their eyes were dim, and their expressions were very aggrieved, and they were very surprised in their hearts, and said: "I'm bothered, the two of us will leave when the rain stops for a while, and I will ask the gods to make it convenient, and I am grateful." ”

One of the door gods, dressed in golden armor, said, "It's not that we don't want to leave two distinguished guests, alas, it's a long story,...... You wait for the two of you to leave quickly, it's too late to leave, I'm afraid it will affect the two distinguished guests. I want to come to the two distinguished guests know that we are the shrine of the goddess of the water, it is the people in the hundreds of miles of water area to feel the virtue of my goddess of protection every year and build, although the goddess of the water does not come here to enjoy the incense, but ordered us to come here to cultivate more good karma, therefore, my brothers and sisters are here to guard, in order to protect the safety of one side. ”

"I see, but the two of you ......"

The gold-armored man looked at the other silver-armored door god, sighed, and said, "My brother's name is Yan Lang, and my name is Yan Bo. My brothers and I have been here for hundreds of years, alas, it's hard to put into words. As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head, looked depressed, and hung his head.

Xiao Yan hid behind Fan Xiang, and at this time couldn't help but poke his head out, and said: "I have seen the two of you here before, although you were clay sculptures at that time, but it is also stronger than you are now, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Lang glanced at Fanxiang, coughed twice, and said: "It's not difficult to talk about this, two hundred and sixty miles west from here, there is a mountain of Tai, and there is a beast in the mountain, like a bullfight, with hair like a hedgehog all over the body, and a voice like a dog barking, and Su likes to eat people." This cow has cultivated to perfection, his name is Qiqi, and with brute strength, he has become a tyrant in the mountains and villages of Qishan. The people of Pishan regard it as a demon. My two brothers receive oil money and incense from villagers within a radius of hundreds of miles every day, and they must ensure the safety of one party. One day the year before last, my two brothers went to Taishan to educate the demon in the village, well, the demon has been much more honest since then, and it has also stopped. Ahem......"

Yan Lang seemed to have a wound in his throat, raised his hand to cover his throat, and coughed a few times.

Yan Bo saw it, raised his hand and gently slapped his brother's back a few times, and continued: "But I don't know when it started, the demon seemed to have changed his sex, and somehow, he changed back to the face of the village tyrant from earlier, under the banner of the Beigong servant army, bullying men and women everywhere, my brothers and sisters listened to the cry of the villagers, and went to him a few months ago to theorize, but I don't know where this guy got a purple gold treasure knife, collected a group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods as his subordinates, and suddenly became very powerful, but beat my brothers and drove them back,...... Alas!"

Speaking of this, Yan Bo and Yan Lang glanced at each other and couldn't help but sigh in unison.

Yan Bo continued: "That Bull Demon Qiqi has been here every night to beat and scold my brothers, wanting to occupy this shrine of the goddess in order to cut off my brother's self-cultivation,...... Alas, what a sin. Yan Bo shook his head and wept, looked up at the outside of the hall, and said suddenly, "The two of you should leave as soon as possible, this demon is really evil, and it is so fierce." ...... Alas, in order to get a plot of land under the mountain, saying that there is gold in the land, the servants of the Beigong requisitioned it for military needs, and asked the villagers to move away and give up the plot, how could the villagers give up the foundation left by their ancestors, therefore, this demon will harm the people of the village under the mountain to the point of misery, alas, what a sin. ”

"What do you mean by that?" asked Fan Xiang with a frown.

"It's a long story, alas...... There are indeed a lot of precious things in this mountain, and it has always been rich in yin and stone, and its yang is more than jade; eighty miles to the west of Qishan, it is Fuyu Mountain, and it is also its yang and copper, and its yin is more iron. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there has always been a lot of prolific materials, and the water of Fuyu flows through the mountains of Ershan. With these geographical conditions, the 30 or 50 peasant families in this mountain village are still living without worrying about food and clothing, and they are happy. I remember a villager coming to cry and complaining, saying that half a year ago, after the autumn harvest in the village of Shanxia, the millet was being dried in the grain field. One evening, when the farmers were enjoying the cool on the barn, the demon suddenly went down from the mountain, blew a demonic wind and took away all the new grain of the farmers, and burned down the farmers' houses. In the past few months, I waited for these little gods to know that this demon actually had such magical powers. And we and other little gods really don't have this magic power to break this barrier, since then, there has been a drought in this village, and there has not been a drop of rain for half a year, and the water of Fu Yu has been cut off here. The water in the fields is gradually drying up, and even wild thistle grass cannot grow, let alone vegetables, rice and wheat, and drinking water has become a problem for people. Think about it, these people were born and grew up in Si, and where can they move, so a few people went into the mountains to find mountain spring water. I didn't want to be in the middle of the mountain, but this demon brought the bull demon in the mountain to block it again, and killed all the people who were looking for water. If the rest of the people want to live, they have to fight with this demon, but how can they fight, it is the death of death, the wound of the wounded, seeing that the farmers under the mountain are not able to live day by day. My brothers couldn't bear it anymore, and they fought with this demon several times, but they really didn't have the ability to do it, alas, they were defeated again and again, it's really a shame......"

When Yan Bo said this, he couldn't help but shake his head sadly.

When Fan Xiang heard this, she was extremely angry, and she only felt that her chest was about to explode.

At this time, the sound of rain outside the hall was not stopped, and the torrential rain hit the roof tiles, making a loud noise.

As he was talking, he faintly heard the sound of footsteps, from far and near, stepping heavily on the ground, and the ground moved step by step, and even the room seemed to shake.

The footsteps gradually approached.

Xiao Yan approached Fan Xiang and sat down, grabbed Fan Xiang's arm, and was very scared in his heart.

The big green horse snorted a few times, and kicked its hooves restlessly, neighing.

Yan Bo and Yan Lang glanced at each other, their faces turned from white to blue, their expressions changed greatly for a while, and they said in a low voice: "The demon is here, you two quickly find a place to hide,...... I, my brothers, too, have to hide for a while, and wait until tomorrow to regain our strength, and then fight him. "The figure flickered, and he disappeared into the clay sculpture, thinking that he would be beaten every day, and he was scared of being beaten.

I could only hear the sound of heavy footsteps outside the moment, and the voices were noisy, about a hundred or so, and they stopped for a moment on the flat ground outside the temple.

"Wu Na thief doorman, come out for Lao Tzu, otherwise, Lao Tzu will demolish this temple!" The voice was rude and dull, and the hall buzzed.

Then I only heard a "bang", and the door of the temple was kicked open. followed by two bull-headed monsters holding torches, standing in front of the door, and then, snatching a group of large and small monsters, first a tall and mighty bull-headed demon, wearing a smoky black satin robe, wearing a gold ring on his nose, a string of large gold chains hanging on his chest, holding a cold and shining nine-ring purple gold knife, striding in, standing in the front hall, his steps were solemn, his eyes were threatening, and he shouted to himself, "These two thieves are really not afraid of death, how can they not when they occupy the pit." If you don't give up this land today, Lao Tzu will be forcibly demolished, and let your brothers and sisters drink Meng Po soup. The tone was domineering and ferocious, and as he spoke, the dust on the beam fell straight away.

Seeing the two of them, they looked up and down a few times, and laughed: "What's the matter, there are rare guests here today, and those who are passing by are still here to fight unevenly?" ”

The temple was so quiet that you could hear the pins falling.

At this time, the firewood in the fire on the ground in the hall had not yet been extinguished, and in the shining firelight, Xiao Yan's face changed slightly, and he stood close to Fanxiang. Fan Xiang stretched out his hand and gently shook Xiao Yan's right hand, indicating that he should not be afraid.

Xiao Yan said "um", but did not speak.

The bull-headed monster saw that Fanxiang was dressed in indigo-dyed green clothes, dressed up in the village, but with a bookish face, and looked weak, his eyes flashed over Fanxiang's face, and he didn't care, his eyes fell on Xiao Yan, swallowed his saliva, laughed, and said in a muffled voice: "Lao Tzu is the demon king of the mixed world in Qishan, and now he is the new commander of the Beigong servant army stationed in Qishan...... Well, this chick is not bad, go back with Lao Tzu to be the lady of the village, and let you eat fragrant and drink spicy food,...... How's that, chick?...... This kid can go, and the little girl will stay with Lao Tzu. "All the little demons in the back are dancing with weapons in their hands, drinking and coaxing.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but lean on Fan Xiang's shoulders and back tighter, and held Fan Xiang's right hand tightly, sweating from his palm.

Fan Xiang looked at the Bull Demon Qiqi calmly, let go of Xiao Yan and held his hand tightly, gently patted Xiao Yan's hand, went to his waist to tighten his belt, touched the broken knife at his waist, looked at Xiao Yan, smiled slightly, turned around and strode towards the hall, raised his hand and saluted, and said loudly: "In Xia Fanxiang, passing by here, everyone has something to say." ”

The bull demon Qiqi slashed the void of the nine-ring purple gold knife, widened his eyes, squinted at Fan Xiang, was extremely arrogant, and said in a sullen voice: "Which green onion are you, what kind of fragrant and smelly, if you don't want to die, get out of Lao Tzu!"

"Really?" Fan Xiang looked at Qi Qi coldly, and said in a deep voice, condensing the seven-point yuan power in the dantian that had been born from the accumulation of the medicinal effect of the Snow Lotus Supernatant Pill in the past few days into one qi, penetrating the limbs and hundreds of remains, shaking his spirit, and slowly pulling out the broken knife from his waist.

"You're fucking looking for death, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!" Qi Qi said, glaring at the ring, grabbed a step, snorted, waved the nine-ring purple gold knife, and slashed at Fan Xiang head-on.

The golden knife blade reached, drawing a golden cold light, and the cold light stirred up a tornado, rolling the residual fire on the ground, the earth and stones outside the hall and the rain into it, like a giant dragon swallowing flames, booming, flying towards Fanxiang. Fanxiang waved the knife to hit the wind, banged loudly, the broken knife and the golden knife collided, the aftermath of the two knives hit each other was not reduced, a wave of air shot out to the left and right, boom a loud bang, castration bombarded the left and right walls in the hall, the two walls fell in response, and the green tiles of the front hall roof beams shook and fell.

Under the blow, Fanxiang took a step back, and Qiqi took more than ten steps back before he had to stand firm.

The front hall was crumbling, and everyone in the hall jumped out of the main hall in unison.

Before the temple brake, the sound of rain was still urgent, falling on the ground, clattering.

In the darkness, the sky was faint, and Xiao Yan looked at Fanxiang very worriedly. Fan Xiang stood on the flat ground in front of the temple, turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, wiped the rain on his face, smiled slightly, shook his spirits, held the broken knife in one hand, the blade hung down on the ground, stepped on the T-shaped step, and looked at Qi Qi coldly.

Qi Qi roared in his throat, his voice was like a dog barking, his blood-red eyes were round, and he swung the Nine Rings Purple Gold Knife again, went straight to Fan Xiang, and slashed head-on.

Fan Xiang no longer docked the purple gold blade this time, took a square inch to move, dodged and let go, turned his left hand into a plier, castrated along the blade, and grabbed the golden ring on the back of the purple gold knife, as fast as lightning, he actually regarded the enemy as if he were nothing, and his right hand waved the knife at will, and the blade was cut out from the left side, like a trace of water sliding through the silk silk, and he was deceived by Qiqi. Fanxiang swung out with a knife, and the divinity of the broken knife did not exist in ten, although it was not as good as before, but the divine power was still there. The light of the broken blade flashed, and it slashed straight at the bull demon's wrist, which was extremely fast.

Seeing that the opponent suddenly took out the knife, the speed of the knife was unprecedented, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and hurriedly let go of his hand and retreated, the handle of the golden knife fell down with a bang, Fan Xiang didn't look at it, and threw the purple gold knife to the ground casually, looking at Qi Qi coldly, standing with the knife.

With a knife, the bull demon Qiqi knew that he was by no means an opponent, and when he was in danger, he still looked at his face and shouted: "Everyone go together, kill him with Lao Tzu!"

The little demons behind were taken aback, all of them did not change color, they shouted in unison, hurriedly copied the blades, and hit them together.

Qi Qi copied the single knife in the hand of a little demon in front of him, mixed in the group of demons, and reached the left side of Fanxiang, and slashed down obliquely. Fan Xiang didn't think about it at this time, just like fighting in the heavens, when he saw all the demons beating up, he was arrogant, he let out a long howl, and moved his feet to move an inch, and suddenly inserted himself into the demon group, and cast the seventh style of the oblique moon knife method "blowing away the moon edge clouds with the slave", jumped up, the blade was like a charm, coming and going like the wind, the blue flame of the forest was sprayed thin, and he turned around a half arc, leaving a blue light wave in the space, such as the full moon Lang Lang hanging high, also like the green clouds flying in the air, the knife drew an arc, a cold cold wind whistled, and a knife slammed down......

The knife is a demon knife, and the person is a sword demon.

The demons only felt a light in their hands, and when they looked down, some of them had broken blades in their hands, and some of their arms were missing. Fanxiang's figure did not stop, rising and falling, in the group of demons, or the arm vibrated obliquely, or the foot swept away, knocking down the hundred and ten little demons on the temple one by one, screaming in pain.

In an instant, the center of the flat ground in front of the temple was empty, leaving only Qiqi and Fanxiang.