This time, Zhao Fanshan was ordered to take a few junior disciples down the mountain, and the time limit was short, and he urgently needed to calm down the incident and return to the mountain quickly.

Right now, he saw that his fellow door was held hostage by the other party, and it was not easy to attack and be rude, so he wanted to persuade him with good words, and he had the right to save his fellow doorman.

At this time, after Zhao Fanshan said the name of the horse-faced Taoist, he saw the horse-faced Taoist's hand holding the long whip tightly, shaking slightly, as if he was about to make a move.

Zhao Fanshan looked at it vigilantly, and saw that the long whip was red all over, like skin and intestines, and it was covered with many raised pimples, and there was a small mouth on each blister.

With just one glance, Zhao Fanshan knew that this whip was an evil thing, and at this moment, he saw that the horse-faced Taoist was holding the long whip in his hand, and his eyes flickered, so he said tightly: "Daoyou, since you are called an immortal, why do you use such a despicable means?"

Seeing that his intention was seen through by the other party, Ma Yan Daoren's face was stunned, and he tightly put away the long whip behind him.

Zhao Fanshan smiled lightly and said: "Why did the Tianlu Immortal Sect break into my Immortal Sect, I won't ask about the trail for the time being, but I followed the black smoke back to the mountain, but there was no trace of the black smoke, presumably the person in the smoke was invincible and had already escaped for a long time." Now, I don't know, why are you still trying to stay behind and embarrass my Qingchengmen people?"

The horse-faced Taoist was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and unconsciously whispered and cursed: "Damn! Bring me into this danger, and I will run away without saying a word!"

Zhao Fanshan vaguely felt that the horse-faced Taoist had no intention of fighting, and he was happy in his heart, and persuaded him politely: "Today, my immortal sect has something important to do, and I don't want to be disturbed by the sword soldiers, according to the small path, the Tianlu immortal might as well put my junior brother back, and order the same way to collect the evil law together, and leave the mountain quickly......!

Zhao Fanshan's rare eyes showed a fierce light, staring at the horse-faced Taoist, and said: "If my junior brother is damaged in the slightest, I am afraid that I will no longer have time to take care of the 'immortal' feelings, and I will kill the little way!"

The horse-faced Daoist was stunned for a moment, and looked at the white-faced evil Dao who was surrounded in front of the formation, as well as the white-haired old Dao who was sweating on his forehead in front of him and was already stretched to control the law, hesitated for a moment, and immediately saluted, and asked, "I haven't asked for advice yet, this immortal name?"

"It's easy to say!" Zhao Fanshan returned the salute slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Xiao Dao is the Great Elder of Qingcheng, the second disciple of Dinghai Immortals, and one of the five sects of Qingcheng, Zhao Fanshan is." ”

"It turned out to be a person from the five gates of Qingcheng, Zhao Xianshi, disrespectful and disrespectful! Since Zhao Xianshi spoke, okay, the two of us will leave. The horse-faced Taoist said and shouted at the white-haired old Taoist in front of him, "Now that Zhao Xianshi has sent down an edict to let you and me leave quickly, I guess you have also heard it, that 'humane'...... That black smoke has already fled!You still don't accept the divine law, leave with me!?"

At this moment, before the horse-faced Taoist spoke, the white-haired old Taoist suddenly bit the blood on the tip of his tongue, sprayed it on the leather drum, and recited a mantra again, and slammed the leather drum with his hand.

At the same time, Zhao Fanshan saw that the fat disciple attached to the white-faced evil path in front of the formation suddenly danced his sword like a flying flower, jumped out of the circle surrounded by You Jinsong and the five people, and then slashed at the five people with a sword swing as if he was dead, the speed was too fast, and the attack was more than fierce!

Seeing that the white-haired old Taoist at this time not only did not listen to persuasion, but became more rude and rude, Zhao Fanshan's eyes widened, and he asked the horse-faced Taoist: "Tianlu Immortal ......"

At this moment, without waiting for Zhao Fanshan to continue, the white-haired old Taoist hurriedly said to the horse-faced Taoist: "Immortal, you are now holding a disciple of Qingcheng, and you are afraid of what he will do!?

Hearing that the white-haired old Taoist was going to fight to the death, Zhao Fanshan gritted his teeth and was resentful, at this time, seeing the horse-faced Taoist hesitated for a moment, he rushed to the white-haired old Taoist and said: "Don't! If you go to fight by yourself, I have something important to do, and it is inconvenient to take risks lightly!"

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Now that the two of us are trapped in Qingcheng, what is the risk?"

Zhao Fanshan saw that the white-haired old Taoist was talking nonsense, and he was afraid that the horse-faced Taoist people were changing, which was not good for his junior brother, so he scolded loudly: "You two think about it carefully!

At this moment, the white-haired old Taoist saw that the horse-faced Taoist was hesitating, he sighed and glared at him in disappointment, turned his head sharply and pointed his teeth at Zhao Fanshan and said: "Qingcheng Dog Dao, don't say more! If you are sharp and sharp, you can not move, your body will not shake, and you will retreat from me? Dream! He Tianlu Immortal is afraid of you, but I am not afraid! Today, my second brother dies in front of the battle, and blood revenge will be avenged! Either you die, or I die! Take your life!"

The white-haired old man said that he took the leather drum into his arms, pulled out the dust with his right hand, took a sharp breath and held it in front of his chest, and then pinched the trick with his left hand, and slammed it to the right wrist, but saw a black gas instantly rushed into the palm from the wrist, and after a while, he saw that the right hand holding the dust became black and swollen, and at the same time, the wisps of silver on the dust suddenly turned black, and the next moment, the white-haired old man threw the dust at Zhao Fanshan, but saw countless black silks like catfish whiskers, and went straight to Zhao Fanshan.

Seeing this evil technique, Zhao Fanshan did not panic, his feet touched the ground, his body swept back, and he used the blue wave scale sword in his hand from the outside to the inside, and swiped lightly in front of him, but he saw that countless black whiskers were cut off and landed in an instant, and the remnants of the whiskers on the ground were turned into black gas and disappeared, and at the same time, the black whiskers that were cut off on the dust grew out again, and they pierced Zhao Fanshan again.

Zhao Fanshan's body swept back, and at this time, his feet had just landed, but he saw the white-haired old man gritting his teeth and manipulating the black beard again.

Annoyed that the white-haired old man was stubborn and repeatedly forced each other, Zhao Fanshan suddenly became aware of the killing, and immediately pinched the trick with his left hand, recited the 'Three Holy Tips', and said: "

The Three Holy Daoists, the Heavenly Law accompanies them;

Brilliant and mighty, do not slack off to drive away evil spirits;

Flames, Incineration!"

After reciting the formula, Zhao Fanshan slammed his left hand in front of him, but saw a blue flame splashing out of his hand, and the countless black whiskers that hit him at this moment were ignited in an instant as soon as they touched the blue flame, until the entire black whisker was burned out, and then burned to the dusty wooden handle, and the entire whisk was burned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly screamed, followed by howling non-stop, only to see that the big black hand he had just held the dust was also burned by the blue flames, he used his sleeves to fight, but it backfired, the fire became more and more fierce, and in an instant, black smoke made a big noise and a sizzling sound.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, this burning pain made the white-haired old man grin with pain, even if Zhao Fanshan saw it at this time, he couldn't bear it, but what he didn't expect was that he saw the white-haired old man actually gritted his teeth, took out the leather drum from his arms, and then there was another fierce knock.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was still unrepentant, Zhao Fanshan was annoyed in his heart, and immediately gritted his teeth, pinched the trick with his left hand and chanted the spell, and turned the scale sword with his right hand, and suddenly pointed and shouted: "Get up!"

I only heard a loud "boom", and the blue flame burst out in an instant, wrapping the white-haired old man in it, and the blue flame soared straight to the sky, and in an instant, he was burned to ashes. At this time, it coincided with a gust of mountain wind...... There was not even a handful of ashes left on the ground.

After the white-haired old Dao was burned to nothing by the blue flame along with the leather drum, the white-faced evil Dao, who was surrounded by You Jinsong and others in the middle and behind the fat disciple in front of the battle, also fell to the ground. Seeing this situation, everyone rushed forward and rescued the fat disciple first, while You Jinsong slashed at the white-faced evil path on the ground alone. In fact, after the leather drum came to naught, the white-faced evil way as a puppet corpse was like a dead corpse, You Jinsong didn't need to do it anymore, perhaps, at this time, he was just venting his anger, with the help of slashing the puppet corpse, to vent the emotions in his heart.

Seeing that the fat disciple had been saved, Zhao Fanshan put his mind at ease for the time being, thinking that only the tall disciple was still in the hands of the horse-faced Taoist, so he stared at the horse-faced Taoist.

Seeing that his fellow Daoists were incinerated in an instant, the horse-faced Taoist didn't even leave a slag, so he swallowed his saliva tightly, and was afraid that he would lose so that he didn't make a move, otherwise......

At this time, he was glared at by Zhao Fanshan, and the horse-faced Taoist pretended to be angry and scolded out of thin air, "Die, die well! I really don't know what to do, Zhao Xianshi is open to heaven, and he doesn't care about us, not only does he not appreciate it, but he doesn't measure his own strength, and hits the stone with an egg!

didn't care about the horse-faced Taoist's colorful interpretation, Zhao Fanshan asked quietly: "Now, what should I do?"

The horse-faced Taoist was slightly stunned, and said tightly: "This, what else is there to say?" Just now, I was going to follow Zhao Xianshi's words and retreat and leave, how can I ...... him" The horse-faced Taoist said and pulled the reins slightly, making the sika deer under him take a few steps back, looking closely at the Qingcheng disciple kneeling on the ground, and said, "Look, now your sect is fine, but I am fascinated by the evil miasma in my whip, and I can recover when I see it." ”

Zhao Fanshan had already seen that the fellow disciples on the ground no longer bowed, only their eyes were closed, and they were groggily kneeling on the ground.

At this time, as soon as the horse-faced Daoist's voice fell, the tall disciple suddenly woke up with a long roar, and when he opened his eyes and saw Zhao Fanshan, he couldn't help but stand up and asked in surprise: "Second Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Without answering, Zhao Fanshan asked with concern, "Senior Brother Chang, how do you feel?"

"Me?" The tall disciple was suddenly stunned, stared for a moment, and then remembered the cause and effect, and immediately glared at the horse-faced Taoist and shouted, "Evil Dao!" After saying that, he felt the sword on his body with both hands, but his sword was thrown far away by the horse-faced Taoist when he was fighting.

At this time, seeing the tall disciple wake up and react like this, the horse-faced Taoist said worriedly: "Zhao Xianshi, now you should always believe what the poor Dao said, your subordinates are indeed fine, and I hope that Zhao Xianshi will not lose his preface, and let me go......!"

Knowing that the horse-faced Taoist was going to say cruel words, Zhao Fanshan waved his hand slightly and said, "You go." ”

Seeing that the senior brother was actually going to let go of the evil way, the tall disciple exclaimed: "What!?Second senior brother, how can you ......?"

Zhao Fanshan immediately said: "Don't say more!"

"Farewell!" said the horse-faced Taoist, pulling the reins in a hurry and driving the deer away.

"Second Senior Brother, how can you just let him go?" Looking at the horse-faced Taoist in the distance, the tall disciple asked puzzledly.

Zhao Fanshan said: "I already know the origin of the evil way, this matter should be discussed in the long run, not arbitrarily, and I will go back and listen to the arrangement of the master." ”

The tall disciple said angrily: "It doesn't matter what he comes from, the evil way should be punished!"

Zhao Fanshan sighed lightly and said: "There is a big event in the door, I must return to the mountain quickly, this person is not shallow, and he will inevitably be delayed again......"

Before Zhao Fanshan finished speaking, the tall disciple rushed and said, "If you sacrifice the magic weapon, you can subdue him in a few clicks......"

"Okay!" Zhao Fanshan reprimanded softly, then patted the tall disciple on the shoulder and said, "Since I have promised him, I will do what I say! You and I are disciples of the Immortal Sect, how can we not believe in our words? After all, if you are safe and sound, it is better than anything else!"

It seemed that he felt that the senior brother agreed to let the evil way go for himself, and the senior disciple immediately saluted with one hand and said, "Thank you, second senior brother!"

"Silly, what do you want to thank me!?"

"Second Senior Brother......" The tall disciple wanted to say more, and he had no intention of looking up at the moment, and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's not good! Then, the black smoke is coming again!"