The iron master who rushed to the front shouted at a few parishioners who rushed over: "Get out!"

This roar was sudden and ferocious, and it shook the toad king behind him for a while!

With a loud shout, Master Tie took advantage of the situation to grab the wooden shovel in the hands of the two sectarians and clamped it towards the armpit. The two parishioners were not skilled in martial arts, but when they saw that their belongings were being held hostage, they instinctively held the long handle of the wooden shovel and pulled it back. However, between this clamp and pull, the iron master slammed his foot on the ground, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed straight up.

Between rushing and pulling, the two sectarians suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, and they were involuntarily pushed backwards by the iron master. With just one blow, the dozen or so parishioners who had gathered around him were scattered. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a few young people who followed Master Tie to kill suddenly shot forward with their bodies that had been tense and accumulated, and rushed out one after another!

This change also came too suddenly, most of those people were street gangsters, it was easy for them to bully the unarmed ordinary people with daggers, and it was not difficult for them to cut their wrists and fingers, but when they really fought, they were not the opponents of the Iron Master at all. In the blink of an eye, several parishioners had already been knocked to the ground, and the parishioners behind them let out a shout, and those thugs who had always been brave and ruthless pulled out their short knives and pounced on them with strange screams.

Although these inferior goods with swords on their bodies do not have the courage to join the army to fight, they have the courage to stab the bitter master when they steal chickens and dogs on weekdays. In the Xiliang place, the local officials have already broken their courage by the Qiang who have been messing around all the time, and they have no intention of dealing with such scoundrels, which in turn fuels their arrogance.

Although they are all scoundrels, they also know how to watch people put down dishes, and when they see a few men holding jujube sticks, they know that this is a tough hand. However, there was also a short and fat man in an old homespun shirt who was also mixed in this group of people, unarmed, not to mention, his appearance was not pretty, he felt annoyed just by looking at it, and immediately put his bad heart on this short and fat man.

At that moment, the two tall men flipped the short knives in their hands, lowered their bodies slightly, and rushed towards the toad Wang Chao.

The next moment, they could rush in front of Wang Chao, the toad monk, and then plunge the short knife in their hands into Wang Chao's body, piercing his spleen and piercing his lungs.

Theoretically speaking.

Because at the moment when these two people bullied the toad Wang Chao, they saw this short and fat man squatting slightly on his legs, and then jumped up suddenly.

It's not a good pose, like a large toad jumping up. However, in the middle of this jump, the toad Wang Chao grabbed the heads of the two men with both hands and slammed his hands into each other!

Under this collision, the two parishioners immediately rolled their eyes without humming, but where was this toad monk who was a charity-hearted person? A pair of jumping short legs suddenly kicked the chests of the two parishioners, and they were forced to fly out!

This hand and leg work is really amazing, the toad Wang Chao played a somersault, landed firmly on the ground, put one palm on his chest, and recited a Buddha name: "Nan Wu Master Shakyamuni Buddha!"

It was good that he didn't recite this Buddha name, but a few religious people with some high-nosed and deep-eyed features on their faces suddenly shouted "Kafir" and "Kafir" in various nonsense tones when they heard this Buddha name.

However, this is all in the middle, and their screaming is really not about the overall situation. With the kung fu of the toad king Chaolu in front, the jujube stick in the iron master's hand flicked and hit the head of a parishioner wrapped in homespun cloth. Turning the jujube stick down again, the three parishioners with short knives in their hands had all been swept to the ground.

Wei Ye held the wine jue in his hand, and looked at the brawl in front of General Fubo's temple, but it was an iron master, and exclaimed: "Although it is a jujube stick, this road is a very handsome set of long poles and big lances! I don't know how such a good old soldier did not seek a shortage of points for the commander, but instead recruited a group of people from Taiping Dao!"

Sima Ling held the peach daughter, listened to Wei Ye talk about the farther and farther off topic, opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly showed a vigilant look, just like a cat that suddenly exploded.

Sensing the abnormality of the girl next to him, Wei Ye's expression moved slightly, and the spiritual light flashed in his eyes, but he saw that in front of General Fubo's temple, there was a faint air flow on the loess on the street, and the floating dust was moved by the wind, but there was a trace of black air flow coming out, attacking everyone on the field.

Those black qi, faintly seemed to have spiritual wisdom, and they actually bypassed the sect people, but they were winding towards Master Tie and his party.

The few traces of black qi that were entangled at the beginning first touched the traces of red qi on the bodies of the Iron Master and the others who were blessed by the Fubo General Temple, and they were instantly annihilated. However, those black qi gathered more and more, forcing the red qi to retreat faintly, all supported by the vigorous blood qi of the Iron Master and a few people.

Feeling the evil aura coming out of the ground, as well as the chaotic and terrifying mantra hidden in it, Wei Ye frowned and shouted: "What kind of demon ghost, dare to be presumptuous in front of this official!"

As soon as the shouts started, Wei Ye's hand flipped over the wine jue, and a drop of the wine syrup left over from the sacrifice god fell along the edge of the wine jue, Wei Ye didn't wait for the drop of wine syrup to land, and urged the Dongyang sword to celebrate the mana, and the sword trick stabbed forward with a void!

At the stab of the sword, the wine droplets gushed out with a scorching breath, turning into an invisible flame and penetrating straight into the ground.

The Dongyang Sword Zhu scorched the evil flame into the ground, and only a few wails were heard, and the black qi suddenly dispersed.

The immortal warlock scattered the fingers in his hand, feeling an inexplicable fluctuation getting farther and farther away, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't have any anger, and said to himself: "What, playing such a small trick in front of this official, you still want to run?"

Sima Ling beside him glanced at Wei Ye, shook his head and said, "Uncle, with your vulgar and pedantic, turtle hair and troublesome temperament, you are really not suitable for this kind of spy leader-like lines." ”

“...... When I go back in the evening, I will ask the herald to prepare boiled pork belly slices for supper. ”

"Fatty meat cuisine is the enemy of girls, uncle dictatorship, uncle autocracy, we want democracy, we want freedom!"

"Boiled pork belly with oil? It's okay, it's just right with the rice wine they sent. ”

Just as the topic suddenly shifted to eating, in a nearby remote alley, a man wrapped in a cloak politely held a small ebony cane in his hand, and a look of regret appeared on his face. In his other hand he held a half-opened parchment scroll, on which were intricate symbols, faintly revealing a strange aura.

The reason why he didn't move was because behind him stood a pony-tailed boy in soft armor on a black background.