"Stand there!"

Lao Zhou may be so angry that he really has no IQ, he uses all fours, and his eyes glow green like a wild wolf chasing his long-cherished prey.

"Fuck you! Can you stop chasing me!"

How dare Luo Daxian turn back! Just now, he directly stabbed him with internal injuries, and then forcibly pretended to let Lao Zhou and the others die sooner or later.

No pain, no gain.

Hiding from the catastrophe, the direction is in the middle of the ghost.

This practice fights talent in the early stage, and who will live long in the later stage.

Luo Daxian finally took one step at a time, and let the living person fan his big mouth to get to where he is today, and he has today's ability. He must not want to be scattered, and he must want to go to the underworld to be the immortal immortal.

At present, relying on the Buddha alone cannot kill two living people.

Fortunately, I prepared properly, and there are a lot of magic weapons suitable for my own use on the second floor of the villa.

Luo Daxian ran at a speed rarely seen in his life, slipped into the room at the end of the villa corridor, and after turning into the room, he did not lock the door.

There is a table within three meters of the room, which is similar to the altar of Liang Daochang.

Although there were a few good magic artifacts on the table, most of them were not opened. After all, when it comes to the number of basic roads, Luo Daxian was a bandit before his death, and he relied purely on a tiger to dominate the king, and many tricks were learned after death.

It's not comparable to that Liang Daochang at all.

There are a few paper figures in the corner of the room, and this paper figure is also a means taught to him by others, and he has only learned eight or nine so far.

Luo Daxian stood behind the table, first reached out and took out a handful of aged glutinous rice from the rice bucket and sprinkled it on the ground, and then picked up the rusty and simple long sword. Holding a sword in his left hand, he picked up the wooden rod of the wooden fish with his right hand and slammed it on the wooden fish.

Stepping on a slightly sparse pace.

Like a charlatan, he is not proficient in spells at all, dancing with a long sword in his left hand, beating the wooden fish with his right hand to beat the rhythm, and then singing in a hoarse voice: "The sky and the earth are dull." Too on the stage star, the strain does not stop. Dispel evil and protect your life. Lei Gongdian Mother, seeing this ghost, immediately cut in. ”

Wait for Lao Zhou to rush to the door of the room.

"Broken!"

Luo Daxian ran his own Dao cultivation and actually really spawned a thunderbolt on the long sword sword, and with a loud shout, the long sword slashed towards Lao Zhou in the air.

"Crackling!"

Lao Zhou kept turning around for a moment, showing the gossip Tai Chi pattern behind him.

The thunder light slashed on the Bagua Taiji pattern, as if it had encountered a scientific insulator, and it was digested with a crackling sound.

Lao Zhou took advantage of the disappearance of the thunder, grabbed the sleeve of his left hand and pulled it forward, quickly removed the cotton coat, and then covered his body with the cotton coat, turned the direction and rushed towards Luo Daxian, and walked forward step by step.

"Broken! Break! Break! ”

Luo Daxian was about to be driven crazy by Lao Zhou, and shouted three times in a row, as if a mentally ill person was wielding a long sword and slashing at Lao Zhou in the air.

"Click......"

The thunder light didn't produce again, but the long sword made him shake it off.

Luo Daxian immediately abandoned the long sword, bit the middle finger of his left hand, let the pitch-black blood gush out of the skin, stretched out his middle finger and turned around in the rice bucket, bringing out a glutinous rice.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

"Up!"

Luo Daxian threw away the wooden fish and wooden pole, picked up the brass bell that was placed aside, shook it at the fingertips of the glutinous rice in an irregular manner, raised his foot and stomped under the table.

"Huh!"

The blood-stained glutinous rice is shaped like a fountain in the rice bucket, and the glutinous rice that was thrown to the ground before also begins to beat like a jumping candy.

"My divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

Luo Daxian was about to break the bell, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to control the entire villa feng shui pattern, but unfortunately the villa feng shui pattern was not laid by him.

At this moment, he did not obey him at all.

He is like an orphan who has been ruthlessly abandoned, standing in the world without relatives, lonely and helpless, and can only rely on himself to fight for a glimmer of life.

The ground glutinous rice jumps at first, and then gradually evolves into a regular and uniform rhythm of beating. Then scattered glutinous rice gathered into a pile and turned into a human shape to block Lao Zhou's path.

Luo Daxian put down the bell, formed a sword finger with his left and right hands to catch a blood-stained glutinous rice respectively, kept his hands parallel to the paper man placed in the corner, opened the paper man's mouth with his ring finger, and stuffed the glutinous rice into the paper mouth.

"Lei Fa was born and changed through the ages. The ancestors of the first heavenly kings are connected to each other from generation to generation. Shenxiao Qingwei faction, Tianxin West River. Xiawu Northern Emperor faction, heavenly thunder subduing demon immortals. Internal and external sense, innate talisman seal immortal. Summoning the Thunder General, as well as the Divine Sky. Thirty-six thunders, seventy-two yin ......"

Luo Daxian held the back of his hands and palms on the left and right sides of his eyebrows, and his feet were stomped endlessly, as if he was inviting God to go up, and his lips were closed and the speed of chanting was about to smoke. After reciting the mantra, Luo Daxian moved his hands away and straightened his forearm, and the sword finger became an orchid finger, and the thumb was forced to the middle finger of his left hand little by little, and the middle finger blood was flicked forward twice, and it bounced to the eyebrows of the two paper figures.

"Protect My Real !!"

Luo Daxian had already entered the realm of madness, and took out two long swords from the weapon bar next to the paper man and handed them into the paper man's hands.

"Bang!"

The glutinous rice man in front of the table struck with all his strength, and on the premise of shaking away a lot of glutinous rice, Lao Zhou stopped in front of it. Seeing this, Lao Zhou knew that something was stopping him, so he simply threw the cotton clothes into the air, exposed his body, and stabbed at the glutinous rice man.

The glutinous rice man didn't care about letting Lao Zhou's short knife pierce its chest.

Lao Zhou scraped out the glutinous rice man's chest with a horizontal knife, jumped up on his feet, and grabbed the cotton clothes with one hand. After landing on the ground, Lao Zhou let go of the short knife, opened the back of the cotton jacket with both hands, buckled it on the glutinous rice man who was not as tall as him, and then recited the mantra: "The banner hangs the treasure number, and Puli is boundless." The gods protect it, and the sins of heaven are eliminated. After the flag fell, the clouds returned to the sky. Each obeys the decree of the law, and must not be delayed, as anxious as the law of the Jade Emperor God! ”

"Hiss ......"

The glutinous rice people seemed to be burned in the cotton clothes, and they were consumed by Lao Zhou with the help of the cotton clothes Bagua Tai Chi.

Cotton clothes cover the remains of glutinous rice on the ground.

Lao Zhou took a breath and looked in the direction of Luo Daxian.

He saw that Luo Daxian calmed the empty shell paper man through magic, and the two empty shell paper people could only see Lao Zhou with their staring eyes.

"Kill him!!"

Luo Daxian didn't rub the Buddha beads very much, pointing at Lao Zhou, looking like he couldn't break Lao Zhou's body into thousands of pieces, eat his flesh, and swallow his bones.

"Ouch! Are you trying to scare your dad to death? ”

Lao Zhou picked up the short knife, held the jade that had been hidden in the sleeve of his coat in his hand, glanced at the paper man, and said, "That's what you do?!" I feel that the little path leaders who have been cultivating for three years are better than you! I really don't know how you became a ghost brake! Do you think the local city god is your godfather!? ”

"Kill him!!"

Under Luo Daxian's order, the empty shell paper man finally moved, but it didn't feel bulky, and the action was very light, even faster than a human reaction.

I saw two empty shell paper figures each holding two long swords, and there was no flower frame to directly illuminate Lao Zhou's life, wanting to stab Lao Zhou to death.

Lao Zhou took the jade in his mouth, caught the paper man's sword with a short knife, his lower body was as steady as a rock, and he shouted vaguely: "Little Fangzi!" Chop him up for me!"

"Slash the Immortals with a sword!"

Fang Fatzi could no longer stimulate his sword qi, so he could only shout and try to intimidate Luo Daxian.

"Boom!"

Luo Daxian saw Fang Fatzi killing him violently, and almost knelt on the ground, cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead. It's not that Luo Daxian is as timid as a mouse, he is really stunned when he sees Fang Fat! If that power is given him a little more, it will definitely kill him easily. What a big deal! Killing him is no different than killing a chicken.

"Don't come here!"

Luo Daxian was desperate, and it was difficult for him to cast spells to bring other paper figures back to life when he didn't have enough time. Moreover, the mountain behind him no longer helped him, but deliberately took away all the means lent to him, in the hope that he would die.

Seeing that Fang Fat Man was getting closer and closer to him.

He was powerless and chose to land on his knees, made a five-body bow to the ground, and decisively begged for mercy: "Master! Guru! Stop it! I was wrong! I know it's wrong! ”

"Huh?"

This made Fang Fatzi, who wanted to kill him, stunned.

"Master, you have something to say! Let's stop fighting to the death! No need! ”

Luo Daxian's huge bald head looked ridiculous.

Fang Fatzi scratched his head and looked at Lao Zhou, who was still fighting with the paper man, and shouted, "Uncle Zhou! He threw in the towel! What's next!? ”

"Kick the third leg first!"