After a while, Zhang Daohong followed the little Taoist priest out.

"Ouch, isn't this the new deacon Lin Xiu, who came to visit late at night, and I don't know what advice I have." Zhang Daohong squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Although he couldn't see through Lin Xiu's cultivation, Zhang Daohong thought that Lin Xiu should not be better than himself, and he had so many subordinates to help him, where would he be afraid that Lin Xiu would be alone.

I have a bottom in my heart, and I speak naturally and hardly.

Lin Xiu looked at Zhang Daohong coldly: "Hand over Ran Guangbiao." ”

"Ran Guangbiao? Who is it? Deacon Lin Xiu, I don't have a person named Ran Guangbiao here, if you are looking for someone, I am afraid that you are in the wrong place. Zhang Daohong said with a smile: "If the person is lost, go find the police uncle." ”

"So, you're not willing to hand them over?" Lin Xiu took out a wooden stick from behind that he had picked up when he was running through the mountains and forests just now.

"Yo, Deacon Lin Xiu, do you still want to do it? I advise ......"

Without waiting for Zhang Daohong's nonsense to finish, Lin Xiu moved, waved the wooden stick in his hand, and rushed directly towards Zhang Daohong.

"Look for death!" Zhang Daohong was not afraid at all, pulled out the saber from his waist, exerted spiritual power on the saber, and greeted this Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu didn't play any fancy tricks, he jumped up and smashed directly at Zhang Daohong with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Zhang Daohong sneered: "It's full of flaws, I really don't know where you learned the stick method." ”

If Lin Xiu smashes from top to bottom, as long as Zhang Daohong catches his stick, then Lin Xiu's whole person is the target of Zhang Daohong's attack, so Zhang Daohong will be full of flaws.

In such a moment, Zhang Daohong had even imagined in his heart the offensive move after taking this stick.

Theoretically speaking, Lin Xiu's move is indeed flawed.

But the premise is that Zhang Daohong can catch Lin Xiu's stick.

The moment when the stick and sword intersected.

Zhang Daohong's face changed suddenly.

The spiritual power he blessed on the sword was dispersed by Lin Xiu in an instant, and even his sword was directly interrupted under this blow.

Seeing the stick smashed against the top of his head, Zhang Daohong hurriedly tilted his head.

The stick didn't hit his head, it just hit his shoulder.

directly shattered his collarbone, and the whole person vomited blood and flew out.

"Deacon!"

"Everybody, come up and protect the deacons."

"Rush!"

Several of Zhang Daohong's subordinates, one shouted more fiercely than the other, but none of them dared to rush up.

Just kidding, even the strongest helmsman was scrapped by someone's move, where did they dare to rush up and send him to death.

Lin Xiu glanced at these people coldly.

The momentum of the shouting suddenly stopped, and they all froze in place, neither on nor running.

Ignoring this group of cowards, Lin Xiu walked up to Zhang Daohong and grabbed his neck: "Where are the people?" ”

"You, what kind of strength are you?" Zhang Daohong was shocked in his heart, although his strength was not strong, he was also confident, among the first-grade monks, absolutely no one could shatter the spiritual power he had blessed on the weapon with a stick.

Thinking about it this way, could it be that this Lin Xiu has already entered the Dao?

Lin Xiu didn't answer his question, and his palm gradually increased: "Where are the people?" ”

"Back, back, behind the Taoist temple." Zhang Daohong, who was a little out of breath, shouted hard.

Lin Xiu didn't let him go, grabbed his neck and walked towards the back of the Taoist temple.

And a group of subordinates in front of the Taoist temple were relieved at this time.

"Let's go, let's go to the helmsman."

"That's right, let the helmsman come to him for justice."

"Let's go."

A group of people found themselves a staircase and left the Taoist temple in a puff of smoke.

At the back of the Taoist temple, there is a tunnel.

Walking along the tunnel, relying on the dim firelight, Lin Xiu spotted Ran Guangbiao at a glance.

Except for a pair of bloody shorts, Ran Guangbiao had nothing else on his body.

Bone scars were visible one after another, and red blood was bubbling outward.

"Brother Biao." Lin Xiu gritted his teeth and walked over quickly.

It's just that Ran Guangbiao didn't reply.

After checking the pulse, Ran Guangbiao just passed out in a coma, and he was still angry.

While breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, a murderous aura appeared on Lin Xiu's body.

If Ran Guangbiao was an evil cultivator and was caught by Zhang Daohong and tortured like this, it would be fine.

But Brother Biao is just an ordinary person.

Doing this to an innocent ordinary person.

Lin Xiu took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Zhang Daohong.

Zhang Daohong saw Lin Xiu's cold eyes, and a fear also arose in his heart.

"You, what do you want to do? I'm the deacon of the Dao League, you can't kill me. ”

Zhang Daohong shouted loudly in fright, crawling behind with one of his movable hands as he screamed.

"A man like you is not worthy to live in the world." Lin Xiu said in a low voice, and at the same time, at the tip of his fingers, the ice spirit ghost fire burned: "Xiaoice, burn him for me." ”

"Yes!"

"You, you really have entered the Dao realm!" Zhang Daohong finally let out an exclamation.

As the ice spirit ghost fire floated to him, Zhang Daohong was frozen into a block of ice.

For the second killing, Lin Xiu didn't have any feelings in his heart, and those who hurt his friends deserved to die in his opinion.

Untied the rope that tied Ran Guangbiao, and Lin Xiu carried Ran Guangbiao on his back.

"Brother Biao, it's okay, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Although Lin Xiu's medical skills are very high, there is no way to treat Ran Guangbiao's external injury, without medicinal materials, the only thing he can do is to use spiritual power to seal several acupuncture points of Ran Guangbiao, so that he will not lose too much blood and die.

"Hero, save us, take us away."

"Open the door and let us go."

When Lin Xiu was just about to leave, the evil cultivators who were caught by Zhang Daohong all shouted.

Looking at the people in the cage, Lin Xiu only glanced at them coldly, and didn't bother to untie the cage and let them leave.

Who knows how many evil people are among these evil cultivators.

And those ordinary people who were arrested with Ran Guangbiao don't have to let them go by themselves, naturally someone will come and let them go.

In this dungeon, everyone was shouting, hoping that Lin Xiu would let him go.

But in this case, Lin Xiu saw a person who was incompatible with these people.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

Dressed in rags like a beggar, squatting alone in a cage, quiet.

The reason why Lin Xiu looked at him more was naturally not because he didn't call for help, but because he didn't have the same evil qi as those people, but demonic energy.

"Demon cultivator?" Lin Xiu muttered in surprise.

Hearing Lin Xiu's voice, the young man also turned his head to look at Lin Xiu.

Clear!

It was Lin Xiu's first evaluation of this young man's eyes!

PS: This demon cultivator boy is an important character, does anyone want to be named??? Vote for the recommendation and leave a comment under this chapter! As long as the name is right, I adopt it.

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