This Jiao is quite grand, drums, gongs, suona sounded around, and there is a special fragrance in the air, like the kind of incense that worships the gods, but it adds a bit of heaviness.

Jiang Han, Shan Feng and the others looked at the sacrificial phenomenon, while Li Xue and the other three silver knives secretly looked at the people around them, looking for Qiu Chengzhong.

"Strange, isn't Jia Yue in Cloud Dream City? How did you come to Kyoto? How could he be with Qin Miaoyun? Jiang Han was puzzled in his heart, and soon thought of a possibility.

Jia Wang was only afraid that he would be transferred to Kyoto, Jia Wang was originally a jinshi, and he was only released to Yunmengfu as a prefect, and sooner or later he would be transferred back to Kyoto.

Could it be Jingzhao Mansion Yin?

These thoughts flashed through Jiang Han's mind.

At this time, the priest waved his hand, and the believers carried two women under the altar.

The priest, wearing a demonic mask and holding a strange staff, said, "Burn my holy fire with my stump, pay tribute to my gods, and burn my holy fire with my soul." Joy and sorrow are all turned into dust. The suffering of the world goes away with the wind. ”

Xu is passionate slogan actually woke up a woman in red, her eyes widened in panic, and she shouted desperately: "Don't, don't!" What are you going to do? ”

The priest looked down at the woman and said in a low voice, "How many months are you pregnant?" ”

"Four...... It's been four months...... Spare me and the child in my womb. The woman's face turned pale and she was still begging for mercy.

Shan Feng and the others looked at each other.

Jiang Han's expression also changed.

He had heard some folk rumors that some places worshiped wild gods, and would throw boys and girls into the river to worship Hebo.

Li Xue said in a low voice: "Boss, it seems that it is really an evil cult?" ”

Shan Feng said with a calm face: "Let's take a look first, if it is really an evil cult, then make a plan." ”

"Master Jiang, you must not risk your life, although these are just believers, there are many people." As if he could see that Jiang Han's expression was wrong, Shan Feng reminded in a low voice.

Jiang Han let out a "hmm".

"You sacrifice the fetus for the gods, and from then on the children will be with the gods for a long time, and they will have eternal life, so why should you be afraid?" The priest's voice was soft, with a hint of demagogy.

"No, no, I don't want my child to serve the gods, I don't want it!" At this moment, there was only fear left in the eyes of the woman in red, and she shouted in panic.

"Fear and sorrow are common to everyone, so help them and send their children to the gods!" The priest waved his hand coldly, his voice indifferent.

Two believers stepped forward with sharp knives in their hands, first pressed a woman in red to the ground, then ripped off her clothes, revealing her bulging belly, laughed evilly, and waved the dagger, intending to peel her belly alive.

Jiang Han sighed lowly, he was not the Holy Mother, but if he could still be indifferent and watch coldly when he looked at this scene, it would be too inhuman.

Holding the three copper plates in his hand, infusing the true qi, he was about to throw them.

Just as he threw the copper plate, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and a walnut flew out and slammed into the sharp knife in the believer's hand.

With a bang, the sharp knife flew out directly upside down.

Almost at the same time, three copper plates struck the believer's wrist, causing him to scream and bend his wrist back.

A beautiful Taoist aunt's body fluttered, like a flying hong, and went directly to the altar, the seven-foot green blade in her hand flashed, and stabbed directly at the priest who presided over the ceremony.

The person who made the shot was Qin Miaoyun.

Qin Miaoyun, as a disciple of Yunlai Taoist Temple, intended to eradicate the local evil cult last night, but he didn't dare to make a move because of the lack of people.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab the priest, another believer actually jumped up, snorted, and the sword passed through the chest, blocking the sword for the priest.

The priest was furious, and shouted as he retreated, "Take her down for me!" ”

Seven or eight believers poured out behind the priest, holding sharp knives, and they met Qin Miaoyun.

Qin Miaoyun didn't think so at the beginning, she had been studying martial arts in Yunlai Taoist Temple for three years, and her swordsmanship had already entered the hall, and ordinary people had come to kill as many as they wanted.

However, as soon as she fought with these believers, she realized that something was wrong, these believers were not ordinary people, they were all refiners!

If she fights alone, each one is not her opponent, but when she rushes up, she is stumbling and difficult to resist.

And as the priest shouted again and again, the other believers around him seemed to be crazy, and they ran directly towards Qin Miaoyun.

Some people may not have any martial arts, but if they beat the master to death, no matter how high Qin Miaoyun's martial arts are, in the face of so many people, he will only be drowned.

"Single Golden Knife Help!" Qin Miaoyun shouted towards Shan Feng.

"His grandmother's, the people in Yunlai Taoist Temple are all troublemakers!" Shan Feng scolded, turned his head to Jiang Han and said, "My lord, I'm afraid it's hard to end this time, this girl can't die here." ”

Needless to say, Jiang Han also planned to make a move, and even had already made a move.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first, and catch the one who presides over the ceremony first." After Jiang Han said this, he pulled out the Qingyun Sword in his hand and rushed out in three steps.

Shan Feng was taken aback, he also wanted Li Xue to protect Jiang Han, who knew that this new elder would rush so fast.

Jiang Han couldn't help but feel unhappy, he had already seen three angry believers rushing towards Jia Yue.

The three believers pounced angrily at Jia Yue, holding sharp knives in their hands.

Jia Yue was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she cried out in a lost voice: "Sister Qin! ”

However, her sister Qin was still too busy to take care of herself in the face of the believers pouring up around her at this time, where did she have the kung fu to come and save her?

Seeing a believer smirk, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Jia Yue's chest.

Such a beautiful woman, they were worried about it when they entered the village, but the priest said that they had to take their time and not tear their faces directly, plus the big Jiao was imminent, otherwise they would have done it to these two women a long time ago.

Jia Yue gritted her teeth in horror, looked at the three male believers with hideous faces, and fell into despair in her heart, if her body was touched by these men, it would be better to die.

She tried to escape, but the three believers outflanked her from the triangle and blocked her retreat.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and when the three believers were about to meet Jia Yue, a cold light came first.

Hearing a scream of "ah", the first believer had his entire right wrist severed and fell to the ground.

Before they could react, they saw a young man rush forward with a sword.

What a fast sword!

It's almost like a flash of lightning!

The first sword, breaking a man's wrist.

The second sword, mercilessly, pierced the man's throat directly.

The third sword swings a semi-circle, directly cutting the second person in half.

When he swung the fourth sword, the remaining believer had already taken precautions and raised his sharp sword to block in front of him, but Jiang Han's sword still passed through his chest.

Jiang Han's sword inherited the style of Si Jian, the sword sealed the throat and pierced the chest, and the sword was killed.

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ps: I found that since I wrote this book, I have been more than two more a day, most of them have one change, and occasionally they have been interrupted, ("▔□▔) Shame and shame!

I want to go fishing every day, and fishing delays the update.

I'm hurt by fishing, and I'm so haggard, from today onwards, quit fishing!

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If you can't do it, just because I haven't said it.