Zha Liangyong's calculation is actually not clever, although he is ruthless and has means, but in the end he is still the root of mud legs, where is really a profound plan.

Relying on one or two things on the mountain that he was fortunate enough to know, he dared to calculate these mountain immortals, and Zha Liangyong's courage was worthy of his current achievements.

With an order, the man who served as the housekeeper of the Chafu led fifty good men to run towards a certain mountain alley in Xiushui Village, all of them were ruthless and murderous.

Walking on the streets in such a grand manner is a clear sign of overpowering people.

The masters of the rivers and lakes who lived in the inn sighed secretly when they felt these people passing by, tonight is not peaceful.

The moon is bright and windless tonight, it is not a good time to kill people and sell goods, and Li Chengjing, who was already asleep, was awakened early by the surging malice.

Sit up and sigh, how can you not even let people sleep.

Put on his shoes, walked out of the room, and stood in the empty courtyard, Li Chengjing put away the tables and chairs, he was too lazy to waste his time trying to rearrange the tables and chairs.

The alley, which was not spacious, made the fifty-one people seem extremely crowded.

As soon as the housekeeper pushed open the courtyard door, he saw that Li Chengjing had been standing there for a long time, and he did not show a surprised look at their arrival.

This made the butler of the Chafu show a hint of surprise on his face.

Li Chengjing looked at the bow-wielding man who jumped up and down and climbed onto the roof of the surrounding houses, and then looked at the housekeeper and asked, "Didn't Daoist Qiu Maozhen tell you that Poor Dao didn't mean to make a move on you?" ”

The housekeeper of Chafu looked Li Chengjing up and down, and said in his heart: "What kind of immortal character, Lao Tzu still doesn't see that he looks like a fairy." ”

Then he said: "I am a subordinate, since the master has spoken, it is natural for a subordinate to obey orders." Do you do it yourself, have a good time, or let me personally pick your head, say okay first, wait for the next hand, you will not be happy as a person. ”

Li Chengjing sighed and asked, "Do you want to be reasonable first?" ”

"Hahaha!" The housekeeper of Chafu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and he couldn't breathe when he laughed, and with a wave of his big hand, it suddenly made a loud noise, and the swishing wind swept through the small courtyard.

Li Cheng respects the peace of mind, does not dodge or dodge, and lets the arrows fall on his body.

It's just that these people really don't have any accurate heads, and he stands still, and only five or six fall on himself.

In fact, this is also because these people are from the army, even if they were collected later, they are mostly trained according to the requirements of the army.

Li Chengjing naturally doesn't care about this.

The light of the Phi Sha Shade Talisman in his arms flickered brightly, and the arrows that fell on him seemed to shoot at the thick leather armor, and all of them were bounced away, not hurting him in the slightest.

Although the shading shading charm is mainly to cover up the heavens and block Li Chengjing's evil qi, it is also an excellent talisman in itself.

Otherwise, Li Chengjing would not have chosen to draw this talisman.

Li Chengjing took a step forward, strolling like a sunset, and said: "Very good, since you don't want to reason with Poor Dao, then Poor Dao should not reason with you." ”

When the words fell, the pupils of the housekeeper shrank, and the cyan hurricane beside him blew, and the big head moved like this, and blood gushed out from the broken neck, which was not spectacular.

Li Chengjing held his head high, and as usual, he kindly closed his eyes for him, and then threw it away.

Then he stretched out his hand and hooked his hand at the fifty chafu heroes who were stunned.

"If you don't come, I'll go up?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen archers standing on the roof abandoned their bows and arrows, held long knives, and jumped down in the air, pointing their knives at Li Chengjing.

The moonlight is like snow, and the sword light shines wantonly, and there is a lot of beauty.

Li Chengjing's face changed suddenly, he was not as calm as water and as warm as jade before, but became fierce and crazy, like a demon opening his eyes.

"I have a punch, and my name is: The dragon raises its head!"

Li Chengjing spits out words like a snake, with big sleeves, and what is hidden inside is bloody wind and rain.

The long knife broke, the severed limbs flew sideways, and blood spilled all over the sky.

Li Chengjing is like an evil dragon in the abyss, lifting his huge head from the abyss.

The evil dragon is alive, and the rain of blood is with it.

The mountain people who lived nearby, and the terrible wails and screams of the listeners, all trembled and embraced each other.

There is an evil dragon hidden in everyone's heart, and there are thousands of chains trapped at the bottom of the heart lake.

The chain is forged by goodness, propriety, law, and virtue.

But the evil thoughts of the red dust in the world are drier than the wind and fire of the immortal family, and the heart lake is dry, and the evil dragon will appear, the chains will break, and human lives will be sacrificed.

Li Chengjing also has an evil dragon in his heart, and he has the tendency to raise his head when he is young, except for Li Chengjing, who has studied hard since he was a child, he held down the evil dragon in his heart, and he was also trapped in the hands of Zong Zhen Demon Dao, and he did not have the power to raise his head.

Now it's not that he doesn't want the dragon to raise his head, but that he will choose when to raise his head.

There are injustices in heaven and earth, there are shocking changes in the dragon's chanting, and the law is correct.

Today is a good day for the dragon to raise its head.

This punch is naturally not a third-rate martial arts frame given to him by Zong Zhen, but a style in the Five Elements Fist recorded in "Nine Evil Societies Yuan Gong".

There are only five types of boxing methods in the five elements of boxing, which are the dragon raising its head, the phoenix seeking the phoenix, the tiger flicking its tail, the turtle and snake striking together, and the four poles.

Each has different intentions, does not agree with each other, and has no king or minister.

Li Chengjing has an evil dragon in his heart, and he has been hiding for more than ten years, so once he practiced, Li Chengjing took the lead in comprehending the boxing method of the dragon raising its head.

The four elephants of heaven and earth, the dragon belongs to wood, the wood belongs to the east, and the east is thunder.

The dragon raised its head like thunder, as fast as lightning, and as vicious.

As soon as this punch came out, the entire alley was full of Li Chengjing's fluttering figure.

The fifty martial artists of the Cha family have long wanted to escape from this place, but they can't escape and can't leave.

The effort they were proud of has been rendered useless today.

Some people have long abandoned their swords and surrendered, and some people have been angry and scolded, shouting that they will be a good man again after eighteen years.

Li Chengjing didn't talk nonsense with them at all, as soon as his body arrived, it was a punch.

Stained and broken, touched and collapsed. Grab a person, throw it with him, fall on the wall, and explode in an instant, the blood is picturesque, and the flesh is rugged.

The martial arts to which the immortals on the mountain belonged made Li Chengjing, the person concerned, feel frightened today.

Recalling the martial arts displayed by Qiu Maozhen fighting with others that day, it was more like a monkey fighting, ridiculous and unconscious.

As the last person fell, Li Chengjing tightened his fist and slowly exhaled a long mouthful of turbidity.

Feeling the wood qi in his body to return to calm, Li Chengjing looked at his masterpiece, the corpses and bones all over the ground, and the slippery blood mud under his feet did not make Li Chengjing feel the slightest discomfort.

smiled and praised: "True immortals!" ”