The Taoist priest was innocent, carrying a sword, and appeared on the long street, the iron sword that was a little rusty fell slightly, and the strong wind it stirred up just now sharply cut off the barrel of the pistol in Pan Zhiyong's hand.

It is conceivable that if this sword was aimed at Pan Zhiyong's neck, maybe the person surnamed Pan would have already been given the head here.

Of course, the sneak attack is something that others can't do.

He is a decent person and talks about rules.

He looked indifferently at Pan Zhiyong in front of him, as well as seven or eight masters and more than thirty men around him, and said slowly: "I said, I have always hated the use of firearms by people in the rivers and lakes - obviously you can concentrate on practicing and practicing, and you can eat with the work in your hands, but you have to take that shortcut, which will confuse people's hearts." Pan Zhiyong, when you were on the mountain, I couldn't get used to you, but I didn't expect to go down the mountain and become more of a bastard, and I didn't talk about the rules at all. ”

The appearance of the innocent made Pan Zhiyong's face very ugly, he had made a lot of guesses and thought about many possibilities before, but he just didn't expect that this cold-faced and ruthless guy would stand up and make trouble.

However, he is also a person who can stretch and bend, and he knows the trouble of the innocent, so he doesn't care about the other party pointing at his nose and scolding, but spits on his face and says: "Senior Brother Innocent, this is a personal grudge between me and Gan Mo, and please don't interfere indiscriminately, otherwise the matter will make a big fuss, and I'm afraid it will mess up our relationship with the same family." ”

Ha, ha, ha......

Wujian couldn't help laughing, and then asked, "Fellow disciples?" Dao Ye has a fart relationship with you......"

As he spoke, he had already come closer, and the little carpenter breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned to him: "Innocent Dao Chief." ”

Wujian waved his hand impatiently, and said quite arrogantly: "Don't be sentimental, I didn't come here to save you, I just hated Pan Zhiyong." ”

The little carpenter did not refute, but said respectfully: "No matter what, thank you for the help of the Taoist master." ”

Wujian didn't look at him, turned his head to stare at Pan Zhiyong, but finally replied: "Having said that, if a good craft like you really dies, it's a bit of a pity......"

The two sympathized with each other, but Pan Zhiyong couldn't bear it.

He was short of time here, where did he have time to let these two guys "eyebrows", and at that moment he also raised his hand and ordered everyone around him, asking everyone to rush into battle quickly, and at least kill the target Ganmo.

Most of the people who came to encircle and suppress the little carpenters this time were people from the rivers and lakes recruited by Huamen, including a few ghosts from the Ghost King Temple, and a small number of them were descendants who had followed Pan Zhiyong for many years.

Among these people, the latter is naturally like a finger and is handy to greet, but there is a slight gap in ability.

The former's personal ability is outstanding, but the cooperation and trust between each other, as well as the various problems exposed by this, are quite complicated, which is why Huamen will let the most powerful Pan Zhiyong coordinate the front and back, and Zhang Luo commands.

But Pan Zhiyong did not justifiably sit in the position of "Huamen Protector", so his prestige was more or less lacking.

This time he ordered, and the few people who followed him, and the most hated Ghost Li, immediately rushed towards the magic circle that Qu Menghu had temporarily put together, while the rest of the people obviously suffered Qu Menghu's loss, and they were somewhat apprehensive, so they only wandered around the periphery, and did not go all out to go forward.

And Pan Zhiyong wanted to break the formation and then take people, but he was unexpectedly stopped by Wuji.

That guy was strong, and it was impossible to ignore it, so Pan Zhiyong had no choice but to fight with Wuji.

In Wuji's hand was an iron sword that looked rusty, while in Pan Zhiyong's hand was a dark gold knife.

This knife is clumsy and wide, it looks very proven, there are dragon patterns on the blade, and there is a dark golden light emerging from the dents, and at a glance you know that it is a weapon with a very good history.

When Qu Menghu was entangled by Pan Zhiyong just now, he suffered a lot of losses.