The middle-aged Taoist stared at Jing Xiong for a long time, and finally sighed: "The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other. Brother Jing can die!"

The dust in his hand waved slightly, a cold light suddenly shot in his eyes, and he held a chapter of yellow talisman between his fingers at some point, and there were words in his mouth.

Huang Fu suddenly became a golden light, piercing people's eyes, and immediately turned into a fierce and colorful giant tiger, the tiger roared, and his eyes were fierce and slammed towards Jing Xiong!

Jing Xiong's face changed suddenly, and he shouted coldly: "What a tiger talisman!"

His feather fan flashed at the tiger suddenly, and the wind suddenly rose, the wind was like a knife, rolling up the yellow sand and gravel, and let out a sharp roar, and swept towards the tiger!

Flying sand and stones against the tiger talisman, under the howling wind, these yellow sand gravel, all have terrible lethality, sharp sand and gravel enough to easily grind a flesh and blood into flesh and mud, but the power is not much more powerful than the original Hu Tong.

Chu He suddenly gasped, fortunately Jing Xiong had no ill will towards him at the beginning, otherwise, with just a wave of this feather fan, the flying sand and stones summoned would not be something he and Jiang Wei could handle!

The colorful tiger was swept by the sharp sand and gravel, and the light suddenly dimmed, and the tiger's body was cracked in many places, but no blood sprayed.

Obviously, a single path of flying sand and rocks could not destroy the tiger turned into a tiger by the tiger talisman, and in the blink of an eye, the tiger passed through the wind, and the momentum did not seem to weaken much, and it was still fierce towards Jing Xiong, and it was already close to Jing Xiong ten zhang away!

Jing Xiong also didn't think that the most ordinary flying sand and walking stones could break the tiger talisman of a middle-aged Taoist.

At this time, he didn't work hard, and he had already taken out a yellow and white paper from his sleeve.

"Qiankun Earthquake!"

Jing Xiong drank in his mouth, and saw the paper flying out of the three hexagrams in a row, and then there was a thunder light, Qiankun turned into a shock, and the shock was thunder, and a lightning bolt fell on the tiger.

The lightning struck the tiger, and immediately heard a whine from the tiger, and the tiger's body dispersed, turning into a scorched yellow talisman and falling to the ground, and the talisman had been pierced by lightning!

But Jing Xiong's paper was also burned to ashes.

If it is a single method of magic, a solid foundation, a person who practices the Book of Changes, is familiar with the classics of the ancient sages, and has a star fighting heart, he may not have the strength to fight with the other party.

It's a pity that the Taoist of the Yellow Turban Army, both civil and military, when he sacrificed the tiger talisman, his body also burst out with a terrifying momentum like a tiger, and he didn't know when he was approaching Jing Xiong, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, the three thousand dust threads were like three thousand steel needles, facing Jing Xiong.

With the peak cultivation of this person's four-grade martial arts sect, he has tens of thousands of catties of huge power, if he is right, he will definitely be able to blow Jing Xiong beyond recognition, and his skull will be shattered!

"Abyss, you're watching!"

An indifferent voice suddenly came into the ears of the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Daoist's heart suddenly froze, and in the afterglow of his eyes, he suddenly saw a black light attacking, so fast that even he couldn't see the details of this black light, and his face suddenly changed, and he could still take care of attacking Jing Xiong, and his body suddenly retreated like a ghost.

That black light seemed to be extremely fast, but in the end, the speed slowed down sharply, and it fell steadily between the middle-aged Daoist and Jing Xiong!

Jing Xiong's pupils dilated suddenly, his face also changed, and he immediately looked in shock in the direction where the black light was coming.

The black light that attacked the middle-aged Daoist turned out to be a human head that had lost too much blood and turned white, and its form was extremely hideous!

The middle-aged Taoist also saw the appearance of the head clearly, and his heart sank suddenly.

This head he knew, it was He Meng, the Yellow Turban Army Blood Condensation Realm powerhouse that he sent to Qinghe Village to be responsible for taking away the master who could build steel weapons in Qinghe Village!

The middle-aged Taoist is very aware of the strength of the Yellow Turban Bandit Army, and now in the Yellow Turban Army, there are only three Blood Condensation Realm martial artists, and any one of them is the backbone of the Yellow Turban Army.

Originally, the middle-aged Taoist felt that it was impossible for anyone to stop He Meng in a mere mountain and wild village, and one He Meng was enough.

The Yellow Turban Army has a great appetite, unlike Gan Tian, who has no great ambitions, and only thinks about robbing the steel soldiers in Chujia Village.

There are many masters in the Three Kingdoms who can build steel, but behind almost every master, there are big forces such as the Gaomen clan, and there are strong people around them to protect them, and they are not easy to plunder.

For the Yellow Turban Army, if Qinghe Village, a master who can build steel soldiers but does not have a strong background, can be kidnapped back, it will definitely greatly enhance the combat power of the Yellow Turban Army.

However, the intelligence of the Yellow Turban Army was not very accurate, and Chu He deliberately controlled the outflow of steel soldiers, and the middle-aged Taoist only thought that Chu Blacksmith, like other masters, only knew the secret method of building steel, but did not know the terrible efficiency of building steel soldiers in Qinghe Village.

Otherwise, it would not be He Meng who went to Qinghe Village, but he personally took action.

The quality of the steel soldiers flowing out of Qinghe Village is still a little different from the hundred steel soldiers built by real masters, and for those powerful and strong people, they will not covet these steel soldiers.

The amount of iron purchased from Chu River faintly, guessing that Chu He's efficiency in building steel soldiers was far better than that of other masters, Liang Jun, but he didn't know why he didn't leak the news.

If this truly terrible news spreads, it will not only be the people of the Zhubing Gate and the Wang family who will come to Qinghe Village, and He Meng, who is the Yellow Turban Army.

Of course, even Liang Jun would not have thought of the true efficiency of Chu He's building steel soldiers and the real power of steel soldiers.

The master who can build steel soldiers does not mean that the strength is strong, the fact is just the opposite, most of the master craftsmen are relatively weak.

Only in this way will they not waste time on cultivation, they can study the method of forging for ten years, and they can beat all iron into hundreds of steel.

The Yellow Turban Military Daoist did not make a mistake in judgment, the strength of the Chu blacksmith was only quite a strong Bone Realm martial artist, and He Meng was enough to deal with him.

I don't know if He Meng's luck is too bad, or Qinghe Village's luck is good, it just so happens that the March period has arrived, and Gan Ning, the Jinfan thief, came to Qinghe Village to take back his Wind Chasing Hammer Method! Otherwise, even if Chu He and Jiang Wei can withstand He Meng, when the middle-aged Taoist personally arrives in Qinghe Village, Jiang Wei and Chu He will be invincible.

Gan Ning put his hands behind his back, didn't look at Jing Xiong and the middle-aged Taoist, but looked at Chu He, and said lightly: "What can you see?"

Chu He nodded, the hideous head seemed to be like a stone in his eyes, and there was no trace of horror in his eyes: "Senior Gan's attack seems to be fierce, but it has spare strength." ”

"I'm afraid that more than ten hidden powers are hidden in the skull, and the direction of the skull can be controlled at any time, so that the castrated head can be quickly stopped. ”

Gan Ning looked at Chu He in a little surprise: "Not bad! It's only three months, you can figure out these things, no wonder Old Man Huang values you so much!"

"For a certain family, there is no need for chains and other things to control the power of release. You have to remember, 'the momentum must be fierce, the strength can change, the strength is inexhaustible', if you understand it thoroughly, a certain family will allow you to teach others the wind chasing hammer method!"

After teaching Chu He, Gan Ning looked at the middle-aged Taoist with a slightly sinking face, and then said indifferently: "Originally, a certain family would not pay attention to your grievances, even if you are a member of the Yellow Turban Army, but you should not let people go to Qinghe Village." ”

His face slowly became gloomy, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and he said in a dark voice: "Do you know that Qinghe Village is a place for a certain family to take care of?"

Chu He suddenly added: "Senior Gan, Master Jing and Qianyuan once had a friendship. ”

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