Su Fang also recognized him!

Excluding the old guy who was full of evil spirits, the other two old men were the two elders from the Pingshan faction who had persecuted the restaurant proprietress before.

At that time, Su Fang came forward to drive them away for the news of the "secret realm" in the mouth of the proprietress, and asked them not to appear in Yunzhou City from now on.

Unexpectedly, the two old men not only didn't listen, but instead brought another old man and appeared here, summoning the souls of the dead and performing sacrifices!

The sinister aura on the black short banner is very strong, but there is no fluctuation of magic weapons and magic weapons, which means that it has not succeeded.

Su Fang and the angry old guy looked at each other, and the latter was jealous, snorted, and said ruthlessly, "Fifth Elder, do you know him?"

"Recognize ...... Know. The white-bearded old man took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "The day before yesterday, when we arrested a pair of runaway rebels in Yunzhou City, he was the one who stopped them. ”

"Fourth Elder, he is a martial arts master at the peak of the Grandmaster!"

The old man, whose hair was tied with a whip, added to the side.

"Grandmaster Peak?" the angry old guy frowned.

Ordinary warriors are basically no threat to monks. But the Martial Arts Grandmaster is different. The vigorous qi and blood are almost the nemesis of evil cultivation. The external internal qi is not an opponent for ordinary spells. Not to mention the peak of the Grandmaster, who can run on the water and glide short distances!

In the face of this kind of martial arts master, the monk could not take advantage of the slightest advantage, whether it was a long-range attack or a means of escape.

Seeing that the "Imperial Soul Flag" was about to be successfully refined, he didn't expect to kill a Cheng bite gold halfway.

Things are tricky!

For a while, the old guy who was full of anger had a gloomy and scary face.

The old man with his hair tied with a whip and an old man with a flowing white beard also had an ugly face.

In the middle of the grove, more than a dozen disciples of the Pingshan Sect did not notice it, and continued to chant the "Soul Summoning" spell, absorbing the souls from all directions to come over, and refining the black short flag.

The two sides looked at each other from a distance of dozens of meters.

Suddenly—

"Don't move, who are you?...... Put it down!"

On the back of the grove, a sturdy young man in a police uniform, armed with a gun, suddenly jumped out, aiming at a dozen monks chanting incantations.

So many people, the young man was amazed and at the same time, he tried to control the whole audience as much as possible.

"Good chance!"

The old guy who was full of anger, his eyes lit up, his body shook, he quickly swept over from the corner, beckoned, and hit the young man with a spell.

Under normal circumstances, after the young man is hit, his body will be paralyzed and lose control, and when the time comes, the old guy can easily take him hostage and threaten Su Fang.

After all, a young man is a policeman, and whether Su Fang is a member of the Special Affairs Bureau or not, he must be subject to certain scruples because of this.

With the young man as a hostage, as long as he is dragged to the success of the "Imperial Soul Flag" sacrifice, then Su Fang is not afraid even if he is a congenital master!

However!

To the astonishment of the angry old guy, the old man with his hair tied into a whip, and the old man with a fluttering white beard, and even to Su Fang's surprise, after the young man was hit by the spell, not only did he not get hit, but it aroused his morale.

Seeing the angry old guy rushing towards him, he didn't think about it, the muzzle of the gun in his hand turned around, and pulled the trigger on the angry old guy.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three gunshots rang out in a row, streaking across the night sky.

In the grove, for a moment, there was a dead silence, and the birds were silent.

The dozen or so monks who were chanting the incantation did not move their mouths again, and all of them turned their heads in unison, looking at the young man and the stiff, immobile and angry old fellow, that is, their four elders.

The old man with his hair tied into a whip and an old man with a flowing white beard froze in place, his face full of sluggishness.

Su Fang, who was dozens of meters away, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

Boom!

In the silence, the stiff and immobile old fellow suddenly fell backwards and fell to the ground, stirring up dust and rippling slightly.

At the center of his eyebrows, heart, and lower abdomen, there was a blood hole, which was "bubbling" outward.

The angry old guy lying on the ground, the boss with a pair of eyes open, kept the surprise, excitement, and disbelief on his face!

It is estimated that in his dream, he did not expect that the spell released would fail, and he himself would die at gunpoint.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

The old guy is full of anger, and he doesn't blink his eyes.

The old man with his hair tied into a whip and the old man with a fluttering white beard also look stupid!

"How...... How is it possible, how is this possible!"

The old man, whose hair was tied with a whip, his eyes widened and his body trembled, "How is this possible? How did he do it?"

"No, not really, it's not true. The white-bearded old man, trembling all over, walked towards the young man, and muttered in his mouth, "This is not true, no one is immune to spells, even a martial arts master, a ninth-level superpower, it can't be!

The old man with a fluttering white beard muttered, approaching the young man step by step.

"Stop!

Seeing this, the young man's expression changed on his face that was a little stunned, and he shouted loudly, "If you don't stop standing again, I'm going to shoot!"

"Fifth Elder, don't go over!"

The old man, whose hair was tied into a whip, heard the words, his face changed rapidly, and he said loudly.

However, the white-bearded old man did not listen to the persuasion, not only continued to approach, but also pinched his handprints, cast a spell, aimed at the young man, and released.

"Immobilization, chaos, paralysis, and stinging, give me the middle and middle ......"

Bang!!!

A gunshot rang out, echoing through the night sky.

The old man, whose hair was tied into a whip, suddenly had a blank brain and was completely stunned.

In the middle of the grove, more than a dozen disciples of the Pingshan Sect were also stupid.

I saw an old man with a white beard, his body was stiff, and there was a blood hole in the center of his eyebrows, and blood was "gurgling" outward. The boss opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Headshot!

Another headshot!

The young man, the policeman, seems to be particularly fond of headshots. Two in a row, both hit the center of the eyebrows.

But what's even more terrifying is that he's immune to spells!

The white-bearded old man released four spells in a row, hitting him, but he didn't have the slightest effect.

Although these four spells are all the lowest level spells, the thing of immunity to spells is too incredible, and it is full of evil in itself!

Even Su Fang can't do it.

Young men do, what's going on?

"Run!"

In the silence, the old man with his hair tied into a whip suddenly shouted, "Everyone run, don't care about the 'Imperial Soul Flag' anymore!"

The words fell, and he turned and ran out of the grove first.

Hearing this, the dozen or so disciples of the Pingshan Sect who were sitting on the ground jumped up from the ground and scattered to escape.

"Don't run! Stop me! If you run again, I'll shoot!"