Ye Qiuyang and Zhang Mobai were swaying slowly on the streets of the town.

As he was walking, a group of people suddenly walked out of the corner not far ahead.

These people are all blue and blue tunics, some men and women, some old and some young.

Walking in the front is a middle-aged man with an inch head, about fifty years old, but still with a straight chest and a strong momentum.

Everywhere he passed, everyone greeted him respectfully.

Zhang Mobai stopped, looked at the middle-aged man and said in surprise,

"Wei Wuji, the head of the Wei family? Even the Wei family came? ”

"The Wei family?" Ye Qiuyang asked casually, "What is the Wei family?" ”

"Don't you know about the Wei family?"

Zhang Mobai was a little unconvinced, but still explained,

"The Wei family, but the largest yin-yang family in Jiangdong City, although it is not as good as the four major families, but in the Jiangdong yin-yang world, it is the absolute leader."

"The Wei family does not rely on Taoism to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but relies on one hand to 'break the thirteen palms', which once made the evil ghosts within a radius of a hundred miles terrified."

"I don't know why, ten years ago, the Wei family suddenly retired, started a business, and no longer contaminated with the affairs of the Yin and Yang world."

"Unexpectedly, this time even the Wei family, who has been retired for ten years, came, it seems that this Yan Tianli has suffered!"

As soon as Zhang Mo finished speaking, the Wei family walked to his side.

He hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "Master Wei, I haven't seen you for ten years, and you are still so extraordinary!" ”

Wei Wuji stopped, turned his head to look at Zhang Mobai, and pulled the corners of his mouth,

"It's Mo Bai, long time no see."

Zhang Mobai smiled and introduced each other,

"Master Ye, this is the famous Wei family head Wei Wuji."

"Master Wei, this young man beside me is Master Ye Qiuyang Ye."

"Master?"

Wei Wuji narrowed his eyes, looked Ye Qiuyang up and down, and asked,

"Dare to ask the little brother, what sect do you come from?"

Ye Qiuyang rubbed his nose unhurriedly, "Lingwu Mountain, Qinglong Temple." ”

Hearing this, Wei Wuji sneered, he still thought that Ye Qiuyang was a genius disciple of a great family of the Great Sect.

But what is this Lingwu Mountain and Qinglong Temple? The devil knows.

From this point of view, this Ye Qiuyang is just a disciple of a miscellaneous Taoist temple.

What qualifications does such a hairy boy have to be called a master? What a joke!

Wei Wuji didn't smile, "The current juniors, are they so ignorant of the sky?" ”

Of course, Zhang Mobai heard what Wei Wuji meant, and hurriedly said,

"Master Wei, don't look at Master Ye's youth, but his strength is extraordinary!"

Wei Wuji smiled and said no more, he was the head of the Wei family, and there was no need to worry about an unknown junior.

He was about to take people away when suddenly there was a shout from the street.

"Come on—"

"Come and help, if you don't help, something big will happen!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw a little Taoist priest covering his bloodstained shoulders and staggering towards this side.

When the little Taoist priest was about to walk in front of everyone, he was stopped by one of Wei Wuji's subordinates and asked,

"What do you want to do?"

The little Taoist priest gasped for breath and said,

"You should all be people in the Yin and Yang Realm, hurry, help, there are evil ghosts!"

The hand was expressionless and said, "What happened, you tell me clearly!" ”

The little Taoist priest pointed behind him and said,

"A few days ago, I was hired to catch an evil ghost and seal it in a charm, but just now, he broke through the seal and seriously injured me, if I don't stop him, I'm afraid he will go on a killing spree!"

"Oh?" Wei Wuji asked with interest, "Since you have the ability to catch him, how can you be seriously injured by him now?" ”

The little Taoist priest turned pale and explained,

"You don't know, it's a fierce ghost-level demon, quite ferocious, the reason why I was able to catch him in the first place was entirely because I was lucky enough to sneak attack successfully, so I reluctantly sealed him in the spell temporarily, and now he escaped, I am not an opponent at all!"

Wei Wuji bowed slightly, "Where is the evil ghost, take us over." ”

Seeing that someone was willing to help, the little Taoist priest was overjoyed, and hurriedly led the way with his injuries, leading everyone to the place where the evil ghost was.

As for Ye Qiuyang, he was idle anyway, so he went to watch the play.

Under the guidance of the little Taoist, everyone finally came to a stone bridge.

On the stone bridge, there were already five or six people, and they were attacking around a vicious demon.

They were all people in the Yin and Yang Realm, and they rushed to help after hearing the little Taoist's plea for help.

However, this evil ghost was really fierce, and they were not deep in the Dao, so they quickly bowed down and supported each other to retreat from the stone bridge.

The demon stood in the middle of the stone bridge, waving its claws frantically, and shouting,

"All have to die, all have to die—"

The little Taoist priest pointed at the evil ghost and said, "It's him, let's find a way to restrain him!" ”

He was already hated by the evil ghost because of the sneak attack, and now when he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of the evil ghost.

With a fierce aura, the evil ghost rushed down the stone bridge and rushed straight towards the little Taoist.

The little Taoist priest panicked and had to retreat again and again, but the evil ghost was extremely fast, and he caught up with him in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the demon's fangs were about to bite down on the little Taoist, Wei Wuji moved.

"Dare to make a mistake in front of me!"

Wei Wou-Ki whipped his leg and swept the demon away.

Immediately after, raise your palm and slap it.

Ye Qiuyang, who was watching the play on the side, noticed that Wei Wouji's palm was a little different.

The complexion of Wei Wouji's hands was actually a dark red, as if he had been painted in a paint bucket.

He asked Zhang Mobai curiously, "Did you accidentally stuff this car's hand into the paint bucket?" ”

"Master Ye doesn't know," Zhang Mobai explained, "This is the Wei family's unique skill, 'Breaking the Thirteen Palms'!" ”

"When they cultivate, they must condense all their spiritual power in their palms."

"And the heirs of the Wei family, since childhood, have to wash their hands with black dog blood and practice their palms with cinnabar, and after a long time, the complexion of their palms will naturally turn red."

Ye Qiuyang nodded, it turned out that he was using black dog blood and cinnabar to increase the yang energy and gang qi of his own palm.

To achieve the purpose of "breaking the evil".

He shook his head, this kind of cultivation method is too backward, if it were him, even if he was killed, he would not want to make his palms look like soaked paint.

Looking at Wei Wuji again, he slapped his palm on the devil's claws full of sharp nails, and the demon suddenly let out a miserable scream, and green smoke rose from his hand, as if he had been burned, and his arm trembled and retreated.

Wei Wuji didn't give the demon any respite, and followed with an arrow step, another slap in the face.

The demon wailed and popped out for several meters before smashing on the side of the stone bridge.