When Zhang Xiaolin saw so many people, he couldn't help frowning, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't buy enough embroidery needles.

There are only 100 embroidery needles in a pack, and he only bought three packs, and there are thousands of people here, even if they hit a hundred shots, it is a lot worse.

Alas, forget it, God has the virtue of a good life, and it is enough to punish the first evil, and if you punish the first evil, it should be enough.

was thinking in his heart, and the two had already walked into the gate.

With a hula, more than a dozen people gathered around: "Niu San, they have all arrived home, why are you still wearing that fig leaf?"

Everyone laughed.

Seeing this, the masked man's heart widened, and he pulled down the masked cloth with his hand, and said, "Everyone be careful, this kid is ...... evil sect."

Before he finished speaking, his body tilted and he fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaolin can't let him live, this person is not a good thing, if he lives, he may go to harm the woodcutter grandson in Zhangjiatun.

When the bandits saw that Niu San had fallen for no reason, they were shocked, and hurriedly came up and bent down to probe their mouths and noses.

"Don't look at it, it's dead. ”

"You actually killed him? What kind of demon magic did you cast?" The bandits were shocked, but they didn't expect that the young man who looked weak and harmless to humans and animals turned out to be a ruthless man, and hurriedly pointed his sword at Zhang Xiaolin.

"I have my own reasons for killing him, where is your helper? Call him out, I have something to ask him. ”

"Look for death!"

The bandits rushed up, swords swung together, and pounced on Zhang Xiaolin.

A handful of embroidery needles are waved, no more, no less, just one per person.

The benefits of the divine consciousness are fully revealed at this time, and there is no need for any technique at all, within the scope of one's divine consciousness, once the art of the imperial object is cast, no one will be missed. And the embroidery needle under the command of the divine sense, he will turn by himself, no matter whether the bandit is facing himself or turning his back to himself, the embroidery needle will pierce from the center of the opponent's eyebrows, and directly enter the cranial cavity to destroy the brain tissue.

If he wants, he can even let the embroidery needle come back to his hands, but Zhang Xiaolin obviously won't recycle the needles stained with other people's blood and brains.

Zhang Xiaolin walked to the Juyi Hall as if he was strolling in a leisurely court, and many people next to him suddenly saw the people who advocated Xiaolin, and suddenly all of them fell, and the courtyard was suddenly in chaos, and someone shouted loudly: "Stop him, stop him, he killed someone." ”

At this time, two people came out of the Juyi Hall, and when someone saw it, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Fourth master, seventh master, this kid doesn't know what demon magic he used, and with a wave of his hand, he killed more than a dozen of us." ”

"Who are you who dare to go to our Black Tiger Gang to spread wild?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I've come to inquire about something, and I'll ask you to come out to me. ”

"How daring! Your Excellency is still so arrogant when you come here, maybe my Black Tiger Gang is a vegetarian. Come on! What are you doing in a daze? Don't take it down for me!"

More than a dozen people around swooped up, but before they could get close, they fell to the ground one by one.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't reply, and the embroidery needle pierced everyone's eyebrows accurately under the control of his divine sense.

"Hurry up and release the arrows!" the fourth master roared when he saw that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the people who were ambushed on the surrounding walls, rooftops and in the grass raised their bows and arrows one by one, and suddenly the arrows rained down and pounced on Zhang Xiaolin densely.

Zhang Xiaolin's expression tightened, and he immediately used the True Yuan to protect his body, and tried to use his divine sense to perform the Imperial Technique to see if he could control the flying arrows.

Although the arrows shot by the bow also have some strength, after all, there is no internal force blessing, under the control of Zhang Xiaolin's divine sense, they have changed their direction, and in an instant, the sharp arrows are vertical and horizontal, and the strength is more than twice as strong as that shot by the archers!

These sharp arrows seemed to have eyes, and few of them missed, and all of them went into the throats of these archers.

When the fourth master and the seventh master saw a round of arrows coming down, Zhang Xiaolin still stood motionless, and there was not a single arrow in the courtyard, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"Hurry up and release the arrows!"

The fourth master shouted as hard as he could, but no one answered, but he saw those archers hidden in the trees and on the roof, and began to fall down one after another.

The fourth master and the seventh master are also veterans of the rivers and lakes, and they don't know if they kicked the iron plate this time.

Although there were many people in the courtyard, none of them dared to come up, and their legs and stomachs were weak, and they trembled all over. I've never seen such a killing, standing there and not moving, dozens of people died, although these people usually kill people, but there is no such thing, it is simply like killing chickens, this is dozens of lives!

It turns out that there is such a big difference between the feeling of killing and being killed!

Zhang Xiaolin ignored the people behind him, and strode towards the justice hall.

The fourth master and the seventh master hurriedly flashed to the side and followed respectfully.

The Seventh Master said to the people behind him: "There are distinguished guests coming to visit, so don't you call Liu Fengfeng and Elder Liu over." ”

Zhang Xiaolin had also read a lot of books in his previous life, of course he knew the meaning of elders and offerings, and he should be the strongest existence in a gang.

There were already a lot of people gathered in the hall, and it seemed that the people inside already knew what was going on outside.

Zhang Xiaolin entered the hall, and he was not polite, and sat directly on the tiger skin chair in the middle.

"Boy, get out of here, that's our helper's seat. ”

"What?, do you have an opinion?" Zhang Xiaolin glared.

"You! Oops..."Before he finished speaking, he fell to his knees, glaring at Zhang Xiaolin angrily.

No one knows what's going on, in fact, Zhang Xiaolin unknowingly inserted an embroidery needle on his Weizhong acupoint, his whole body was sore, and he couldn't move when he knelt on the ground.

At this time, the three of them walked out of the side door, and everyone was overjoyed, and bowed together: "Helper, Liu Xianfeng, Elder Liu, you are here." ”

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they saw a person sitting on the tiger skin chair, stopped together, and looked at Zhang Xiaolin strangely.

"Boy, don't get down for Lao Tzu yet. Elder Liu had a long sword on his back, his long hair fluttering, and he had some fairy bones, and when he saw Zhang Xiaolin sitting on the golden chair, he was immediately furious, and slapped Zhang Xiaolin's face with a wave of his palm.

Zhang Xiaolin suddenly felt a pressure, this was something he had never encountered since he had cultivated to go out, Elder Liu's palm was still three feet away from Zhang Xiaolin, and Zhang Xiaolin had already felt a strong wind blowing on his face.

This person is not simple, he can actually release his internal qi externally, according to Zhang Xiaolin's understanding, at least he is a Xuan-level martial artist.

The first time the martial artists collided face-to-face, Zhang Xiaolin didn't dare to hold it too big, and reached out and quickly grabbed Elder Liu's wrist.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaolin actually grabbed his wrist with his hand, Elder Liu couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Haha, little doll, are you looking for death?"

In Elder Liu's opinion, even if Zhang Xiaolin started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, he would be the most rebellious to the yellow level, and the yellow level martial artist came to grab the hand of a half-step ground-level martial artist, which was no different from looking for death.

Zhang Xiaolin's hand was so quick that he couldn't tolerate Elder Liu's hesitation at all, and instantly grabbed Elder Liu's vein, and Elder Liu suddenly felt sore, and he couldn't exert his strength.

Zhang Xiaolin was unforgiving, grabbed Elder Liu's hand and shook it hard, kicking his toes on his dantian.

Elder Liu felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and all the bones of his wrist joints were broken, and then the dantian sounded, and he knew that he was finished, a person who practiced martial arts, and the dantian was abolished, which was much more uncomfortable than dying. With a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, the internal force that had been cultivated for forty or fifty years suddenly dissipated without a trace like a flood that had broken the embankment.