"I told you a long time ago, be careful, be careful, it's good now, or fall into someone else's trap."

Xiao Mei stood in a puddle of water stains, teaching Jiang Qi a lesson in an unkind tone, her face pulled as if she wanted to eat people.

Jiang Qi was a little confused!

When did you say that?

However, seeing that Xiao Mei was almost on the verge of going berserk, she didn't dare to speak more, and silently took on this trumped-up charge.

The vitality in his body was running, and the next moment, Jiang Qi raised his leg and walked out of the control of the water stains.

Xiao Mei's chattering voice disappeared instantly, and Zhang Fusheng was also surprised, with a complicated expression.

"Although I don't use many secret techniques, I didn't expect you to break my water binding technique so easily."

"After all, times are different."

Jiang Qi said to Zhang Fusheng in arrears.

In fact, it is not as easy as Zhang Fusheng thinks.

He just happened to be able to see the movement of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and he could also see the trajectory of this water binding technique, and then stepped out and broke it with Yuan Force.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would not expect a mere water binding technique to trap Jiang Qi for a long time.

This alone is enough to show that Zhang Fusheng has indeed experienced less killing, so he is so naïve.

And this also strengthened the thoughts in Jiang Qi's heart.

He must not be allowed to complete the sacrifice.

Otherwise, if the Qianlong River Dragon God is provoked, everyone will have to finish playing.

"Stop, old man."

"Youling is not the opponent of the dragon god."

Jiang Qi said sincerely.

Zhang Fusheng's face was dark, holding Xiaobao's hand but unconsciously forced, Xiaobao felt the change in Zhang Fusheng's mood, looked up at the village chief's grandfather curiously, and didn't say anything.

He didn't feel pain.

"Whether you succeed or not, you have to try!"

After Zhang Fusheng said this, he turned his head to look at the strong man who had been standing next to him.

"Let's start with the second child!"

The strong man nodded silently, and with a wave of his big hand, he saw a group of people and horses coming out of the night, waving flags in their hands, and placing them according to their directions.

The red, green and yellow ribbons floated into the air, and the quaint string music was played, accompanied by the burning of incense sticks, and there were curling green smoke condensing towards the Qianlong River.

Seeing this, Jiang Qi was shocked.

He was about to fly forward to stop it, and just as he was about to leave, he noticed that there was a gaze that looked like a sword like a sword, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Jiang Qi hurriedly retreated, and at the moment when he just left, the ground under his feet instantly cracked, as if he had been slashed by a knife.

The wind was whistling in my ears, as if the ghosts were whimpering.

"It's a terrible wind."

Jiang Qi's face was shocked.

Zhang Fusheng waved the nine-section staff in his hand, accompanied by the sound of ding dong, the winds around him rose again, and several winds that had become substantial appeared in the air, slashing down towards Jiang Qi's head.

Jiang Qi secretly gathered his vitality, and when the wind blade hit, he shouted in his mouth and blew the wind blade away.

Now, Jiang Qi is no longer polite, and after glancing at Zhang Fusheng coldly, he said, "I want to see what other means you have." ”

As he spoke, a thunderbolt flashed in Jiang Qi's hand, forcing Zhang Fusheng to go.

Zhang Fusheng saw that in a short time, Jiang Qi had rushed to him, and he also showed a shocked look.

As Jiang Qi said before, although he practiced secret arts, he rarely killed people, even if he sometimes made a move, he also fought with ordinary people, and he was invincible, but in the face of Jiang Qi and other cultivators, his disadvantages were highlighted.

There was no awareness of fighting against killing at all, and the spells were sluggish, leaving enough for him to die a hundred times.

In mid-air, Jiang Qi complained about Zhang Fusheng from head to toe.

He didn't understand what the old man was insisting on when he was so stubborn, and his three-legged cat's methods were to attract the dragon god and only send him to death.

When the thunder light in his palm slashed Zhang Fusheng, Jiang Qi secretly lost ninety percent of his strength.

But even if there is only one point left, it is not something that Zhang Fusheng, an eighty-year-old man, can bear.

With a muffled grunt, he took a few steps backwards.

Jiang Qi did not pursue, but took advantage of Zhang Fusheng's retreat to snatch Xiaobao from him.

Xiaobao stood stunned in place, just watching the old village chief being beaten aside, and the person holding his hand was replaced by a big brother with bared teeth and a strange smile.

"Xiaobao, it'll be fine later."

Even if he knew that Xiaobao was just a living person, Jiang Qi did not just treat him as a dead thing, but touched his head like comforting an ordinary child.

Zhang Fusheng covered the wound on his shoulder, and beads of sweat gathered on his face, but the original insistence was completely extinguished under Jiang Qi's palm.

He looked at Jiang Qi with a disillusioned face, his mouth squirmed several times, and he didn't know what to say.

"Old man, do you believe what I say now?"

Jiang Qi glanced at Zhang Fusheng with some pity.

He actually understands Zhang Fusheng's current mentality very well, it is nothing more than that he has never met a powerful cultivator before, he doesn't know the depths, plus there is also the method left by his father to deal with the Qianlongjiang River God back then, and he feels that even if there is danger, it is completely under his control.

It's ridiculous!

Jiang Qiren has become numb, people like Zhang Fusheng abound after the revival of aura, but there are few people as stubborn as him.

"Stop, you don't have any sacrifices now, so it's useless to continue the sacrifice."

"As for the Qianlong River God, I will find someone to deal with it."

Jiang Qi persuaded again.

He did have the idea, but he wasn't stupid enough to do it alone.

The best thing to do is to report to the Mystery Bureau first, and then contact the major factions to find a way together.

It's really not good, fooling his master, it should be no problem.

"Looks like I'm getting old!"

Zhang Fusheng finally recognized the reality at this moment.

"Second brother, go tell them to stop!"

Zhang Fusheng waved his hand at the strong man from before, and then continued to look at Jiang Qi.

"Little Brother Jiang Qi, don't embarrass them, they are just a group of ordinary people, and I forced them to do this."

Zhang Fusheng was about to continue to say something, but suddenly realized that something was wrong before, and no one answered just now.

When I turned around, I saw that the second child was still standing motionless, as if he hadn't heard his words.

"Second child, are you deaf?"

Zhang Fusheng twisted his eyebrows, and was about to scold, but the next moment he had a sharp pain in his chest, but he saw a short sword coming out of his body, and blood was spurting out of his chest.

Jiang Qi was also a little caught off guard, and when he saw the person behind Zhang Fusheng, he was even more shocked and speechless.

Zhang Fusheng struggled to turn around, his eyes widening when he saw that face.

Xiaobao's father, Zhang Changfa, held a short sword with a hideous expression.

"Old thing, I've put up with you for a long time, and the sacrificial ceremony that finally started, how can you say stop it!"

"Why, haven't you always been against sacrifice?"

Zhang Fusheng was a little puzzled, obviously before, Zhang Fusheng was the one who was most opposed.

"Who said I was against the sacrifice?"

(End of chapter)