Lu Dongbin, the patriarch of the mainstream Quanzhen School of Taoism, the word Dongbin, the Taoist name Chunyangzi, claims to be a Hui Taoist.

This boss is the great master of Taoism, at present, the Taoist Quanzhen faction of the northern faction (Wang Chongyang Zhenren's Quanzhen Sect), the southern faction (Zhang Ziyang Zhenren), the Eastern faction (Lu Qianxu), the Western faction (Li Hanxu), as well as the Taoist sect hidden in the folk sect, all claim to originate from Lu Zu, his old man was originally a Confucian student, 40 years old met Zheng Huolong real person to pass on swordsmanship, 64 years old to meet Zhong Liquan to pass on the Dan method, after the Tao is completed, Pudu sentient beings, there are many legends in the world, and he is respected as the sword ancestor Sword Immortal.

Of course, among the eight immortals in folklore, Boss Lu is also among them.

Although Ma Yiao has repeatedly emphasized to me that the ancient gods and sages are all lonely and cannot survive to this day, since they once existed in the world, thousands of people admire them, and countless people remember that they are born with spirits, and if this spirit exists, that is to say, Ma Yiao invites the spirit to come up, and it is the real Lu Zulu Boss who comes, even if it is a wisp, it is not complete, then he said that if he came to teach Fuxiang Baylor to use a sword, it is not a big talk and a lie.

People are really capable, and they are really strong.

Ma Yiao, shrouded in blue light, was full of dusty aura, holding the snatched soft sword in his hand, he was able to find a flaw in the countless attacks, and directly controlled the scene, making it difficult for the top cultivator Fuxiang Baylor to dodge, and the sword in his chest suddenly flew into the air, screaming fiercely.

And this time, he also seemed to provoke the anger of the public, and the rest of the people rushed up, each of them to learn nothing, wanting to take down Ma Yiao.

Speaking of which, even if he has Lu Zu's possession, Ma Yiao is only one person after all, and there are times when he can't take care of him, so as long as he can find a chance, it is very likely that he will take this person down and divide the body with a knife.

This is probably what those people think, but unexpectedly, Ma Yiao has a sword and a sword, but like a swimming dragon, even if the enemy is surging, he doesn't care, single-handedly, the long sword is like a forest, not only forcing back the strong people around him, but also focusing his attention on the Fuxiang Baylor who was wounded by the sword, and continued to attack.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

I saw Ma Yiao's figure like a dragon in the crowd, and the blood in my heart suddenly rolled endlessly, and there was an inexplicable excitement.

So strong, so strong.

If the husband is like this, why should he make a living?

Hurry!

I was stimulated by Ma Yiao, or Lu Zu, that person's superb means of controlling the whole scene, and I was so excited that I couldn't help myself, even the injuries on my body, after vomiting out a few mouthfuls of black and hard old blood, I was much more relaxed, and I saw that the old dog with six or seven masters of the rivers and lakes rushed to the roof of the building, and came to arrest me, not only was he not afraid, but he was a little more happy.

I lifted the heavy golden hoop stick, and a steady stream of power poured out of my body.

Lingming stone monkey.

These people, some of them took the stairs, and some of them climbed directly to the outer wall, each with their own means, and the time before and after arriving was different, it was this gap between the front and back, so that I had the foundation to fight against the enemy, and at the moment I also raised the golden hoop stick in my hand and stepped forward suddenly.

The cultivators and night walkers who can be recruited by Huangquan, even if they are not at the level of the eighteen Arhats of Dongxing at the beginning, they are still very good, and some of them have even reached the level of Qiu Wendong, a cutting-edge talent in western Jiangxi that we met in the secret realm of Baxia.

Especially the old dog, who is cultivated next to him, but he is not weaker than the top figure in the eighteen arhats of Dongxing.

Of course, only such a person can serve as the helmsman of Hu Jian's branch.

And I don't need to fight against them, I only need a face-to-face to be able to tell by looking at them.

Sharp eyes, that is a legendary method, but my supernatural ability, which has been mutated through the crisis of blindness, has the same effect.

Even so, I don't have any fear.

It's just a war.

Clang!

I stood on the roof of the only remaining three-story building in the orchard, holding a golden hoop stick, and my eyes were retracted from the main battlefield not far away.

These people thought that I had been seriously injured in the fight with Fulin Baylor just now, and that coming to capture me at this moment was not only not risky, but it was a great achievement.

This kind of easy picking up cheap things is really a good business, so these people are becoming more and more enthusiastic and active, but they never thought that at this moment, I was stimulated by Ma Yiao to have a strong fighting spirit, even if my strength was weakened and I was no longer at the peak, but the killing intent and will had been piled up to the extreme.

Come one, kill one, come two, kill a pair.

One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

Do you know "Shu Dao Difficult"? As the saying goes, "even the peaks go to the sky and do not fill the feet, and the dry pines hang upside down and lean on the cliff; Flying turbulent waterfalls compete for hustle and bustle, and the cliffs turn to rocks and thunder", Lao Tzu will let you know what it means to be "difficult to go to the blue sky"!

I went over with this stick and smashed one of the most rushed and unsuspecting guys directly like playing baseball.

The guy was a night stalker, so his body was hard, and when the golden rod struck it, it was like hitting steel, not only making a hard sound, but also echoing, buzzing, and the man slid in a straight line, slid to the other side, directly smashed through the fence, and fell.

I didn't check on the man's injuries because the others had already jumped onto the rooftop.

Among these people, the one I was most afraid of was a Thai man who was only 1.6 meters tall, that guy was a powerful character, as soon as he climbed up, he immediately felt his hand to the back of his waist, and then took out a swarthy pistol and aimed at me.

Although I am full of ambition and pride, I am not the kind of ruthless character who can face the anal bullet, and I am also an arrow step at the moment, hiding behind the water tower.

Bang, bang, bang......

A series of gunshots rang out, and bullets came into the water tower, sending out a dull echo, and when I heard seven shots, I rushed out with my golden rod and rushed in the direction of the Thai.

I rushed fast, and the Thai changed the bullet very quickly, and before I could rush to him, the guy had already changed the magazine and raised his hand again.

However, he did not have a chance to pull the trigger again, not only because there were several enemy masters in front of me, but also because the golden rod grew longer in that moment, and suddenly increased by more than a foot, and the speed of the sudden burst was like a cannonball, piercing the man's chest, and he was nailed to the ground at once, without moving.

Although the surface of this golden rod is covered with a layer of soil, the scorching temperature inside is like that of a steel-making furnace.

The Thai man was passed through his body, and the temperature inside was quickly transmitted, so that in an instant, he turned into a corpse, and the place where he came into contact with the golden hoop rod became charred black.

This Thai, perhaps, in the past, was once a tough guy or a hero, but here, at this moment, there was no wind and waves, and he was directly gone.

That's how cruel it is.

Of course, this is not the end of the battle, but just a small episode.

In the following time, I pulled back the golden hoop stick abruptly, turned into an ordinary size, and then a stick flew up and down, and a group of Huangquan lure masters who came up to beat me resisted, not only that, but I also looked very fierce, as the so-called stick sweep a large area, single poke three or two people, I not only prevent the attack of a large number of people, but also not conservative, once there is a chance, I will do my best, desperately to kill a person at the risk of injury, and even if it can't be killed, I will hurt the other party as hard as possible.

Of course, what I used was not some advanced martial arts principles, but Grandpa Mao's "On Guerrilla Warfare".

This is a treasure book of the weak enemy's strength, which has a sixteen-character mantra, as the so-called "the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs me, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase", which translates to that is to say, Lao Tzu will definitely not be able to beat you now, but you can't do anything about me.

Not only can I not do anything about me, but I can also make you anxious, stab people with soft knives, and make you lose your combat effectiveness little by little.

I tried my best to kill and wound the enemy's combatants, and after some maneuvering, there were only two people standing in front of me, and one of them was the helmsman of the Hu Jian's rudder, Pi Lao Dog.

Of course, I had a few more seemingly hideous wounds on my body for this.

After a fierce battle, I was out of breath, my steps were a little frivolous, carrying the golden hoop stick, staring at the old dog, and the old dog was not a strong-willed person, stared at by me with such murderous intent, and at this time, I heard a whistle sound.

Hearing this, the old dog seemed to have gotten under the steps, waved his hand, and actually commanded his subordinates, supported each other, and left the rooftop.

I've tried my best, but even if I want to keep people at the moment, I'm a little tired, so I can only watch these people evacuate from the corridor, or roll over and go down the rooftop.

I was puzzled, walked quickly to the edge of the roof, looked around, and found that the battle on Ma Yiao's side had ended, there was a corpse lying on the ground, and several people were injured.

Half of these people are Shamen disciples wearing yellow monk's robes, while some of them are dressed in various colors and look not weak, but I recognize the one who rushed to the front.

Zhongzhou hero Zou Guodong.

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