Yang Jueyuan stepped forward and dodged the talisman issued by the Taoist priest, and did not use any spell mouth, but only used a fist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A fist as powerful as a hammer smashing a mountain.

The fist was as fast as lightning, tearing through the air at the front end, and directly touched the Taoist priest's cheek.

The muffled sound of "bang" was not big, but it made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

"Puff ......" I don't know if the Taoist priest has a deep cultivation, or Yang Jueyuan's strength is strong and penetrating, the Taoist priest did not fly out like the two big men before, but fell to the ground like a puppet with his feet not leaving the ground, raising a handful of dust on the ground.

"Hiss......" The villagers all inhaled cold air, who would have thought that the young man who looked like a scholar and had a thin figure would really dare to beat the immortal chief, and he didn't expect that the immortal chief who had spells all over the world would be knocked down with a punch, and he didn't have the majestic appearance of before.

"Ahem...... The Taoist priest lay on the ground for a while before he regained his breath, covered his bruised right cheek, and got up with great difficulty. A pair of sunken eyes, deep in the eyes, flashed with horror and fear.

Knocking him down with one punch, so fast that he can't dodge, so strong that he can't bear it, what kind of cultivation is this?

The hot cheeks, the "buzzing" ears, and the constantly throbbing and swollen head all proved that he had been traumatized.

One punch hit him, a qi practitioner who has been in the qi training realm for many years, who is this?

Turning his head to look at Lao Lizheng, who was still lying under the big man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then looked at the beauty who had been shocked by the sudden incident and couldn't be pulled to the backyard of the township, as well as a pair of curious, contemptuous and even disdainful eyes, a trace of anger arose in his eyes, and gradually surpassed the previous fear.

"I'll write you down! Don't leave, I want you to know how to write the word regret!" Leaving a cruel word at Yang Jueyuan, he turned his head away from the onlookers and villagers, and left as if fleeing.

Yang Jueyuan looked at his thin back and snorted coldly.

If it weren't for the reluctance to kill people casually, the bloodthirsty evil qi would be difficult to control, and the yellow-robed Taoist priest at this time would have already become a corpse.

retracted his gaze and looked at the big man who was still pressing on Niu Er.

The four of them woke up like a dream, hurriedly let go of Niu Er and ran out of the crowd, unwilling to stay for a moment.

"Come back, will I let you go?" Yang Jueyuan whispered, but it was like a cold winter rain, freezing the footsteps of the four of them.

The four big men suddenly felt a chill on their backs, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads. His face was pale.

He lowered his waist, turned around, and knelt on the ground with "poof", not daring to speak, just kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Knocking the immortal chief down with one punch, how could such a person dare to provoke?

Yang Jueyuan frowned, the disgust on his face was even greater, and he pointed to the other two big men who were scattered next to him and the old man who was pressed under him, and ordered: "Take them back! Find a Lang Zhong to show them, it is estimated that with their net worth, they will not even be able to pay for the medicine, right?"

"Yes...... Be...... Yes!" The four of them hurriedly agreed, and they were already thankful if they weren't cleaned up, how dare they say no?

Carrying the bodies of the two big men and Li Zheng on his shoulders, he thanked him while exiting the small encirclement formed by the villagers.

Yang Jueyuan was already standing in the center of the square at this time, looking around, looking at the people with different faces, and sighed in his heart.

They are all kind people, but they are deceived because they don't know the truth or falsehood, and they even have to thank each other in the end.

After collecting his thoughts, he said loudly to the people: "It is good to believe in the Tao and worship the immortals, but to distinguish the true from the false, the cultivators are all good at cultivation, and they will not walk in the mortal world at all, and it is extremely rare to occasionally meet one or two, how can they come to this rural land to perform any magic? What kind of demons are exorcised? are just liars." You must keep your eyes open, don't be fooled!"

"So it's a liar?"

"That'...... Isn't this person an immortal?"

"yes, I wonder if he can help us exorcise evil spirits and pray for blessings?"

The villagers suddenly made a mess and discussed in a low voice.

Yang Jueyuan's reminder was exhausted, so he stopped paying attention to them, and then turned his head to look at Niu Er who came over.

Niu Er was suppressed by the four and couldn't get up, but as soon as the four left, he regained his freedom.

Hurriedly got up and ran to the stupid daughter-in-law.

Pushing away the two people who were going to send his daughter-in-law, ignoring the onlookers of the villagers, he stretched out his arms and hugged his daughter-in-law into his arms.

Niu Er and his daughter-in-law hugged for a while, but the woman was still thin-faced, although she was the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she still couldn't be too close in this public.

A red glow rose on the pretty face of the pear blossom with rain, and she gently pushed Niu Er.

Niu Er suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment and grinned.

Then he took his daughter-in-law to Yang Jueyuan, knelt down and kowtowed, "Thank you, sir, for your great kindness!

He didn't call Yang Jueyuan Immortal like the others, but called him Sir, because he didn't believe in the so-called monks, and his ears were already stuffed with stories about immortals since he was a child, but for so long, he had never seen a monk who could fly, so he thought that these were all lies.

Of course, what is more important is Yang Jueyuan's dress, covered by a green robe, with a handsome face, without any fierce intentions, but a little bookish.

Yang Jueyuan's face eased slightly, chuckled, and helped Niu Er up, and his daughter-in-law stopped kneeling and stood up with Niu Er.

"Let's go back if it's okay!" Yang Jueyuan said lightly.

Where are Niu Er and his daughter-in-law willing, they want him to go to the house.

Yang Jueyuan would not go, so he shook his head lightly and said, "Go back! I still have something to do, if there is an opportunity, I will have a chance to come to the door in the future!"

Seeing this, Niu Er was no longer reluctant, but he still stood there and did not go with the crowd that gradually dispersed.

After hesitating for a while, he snored, "Sir, isn't he waiting for that fake Taoist?"

At this time, Ziyu also came to Yang Jueyuan's side, listened to Niu Er's question, and also cast his eyes on the past.

Yang Jueyuan chuckled and nodded, but only hummed lightly and did not speak.

He was indeed waiting, waiting for the Taoist priest to go back and bring in the master to see what kind of character he was.

"Let's go, it's fine, but there's no need to get into trouble. Ziyu saw that he had no intention of leaving, so he whispered on the side.

"It's okay, since you have intervened, you will solve it and leave no trouble for these people,"

"But if you have a connection with any sect, I'm afraid it's very difficult to deal with!"

"Hehehe" Yang Jueyuan chuckled, "Which sect can compare to Ziyun Mountain?"

Ziyu also smiled, the previous melancholy dissipated because of the three words of Ziyun Mountain, and then he was satisfied, Ziyun Mountain's status in Dongyuan was even more domineering than that of Rakshasa Hall in the Northern Wilderness, and as the son of the sect master, he was extremely proud.