Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 297 Punch(2/3)

Lu Tai answered the question, "Is your master at the golden elixir level?"

The man smiled and nodded, "To show my sincerity, I am willing to declare my master's name. He was the one who killed the two Dragon Gate monks in Taiping Mountain..."

Lu Tai quickly waved his hand and said: "Stop it, stop it, you are too sinister!"

The man looked innocent, "Why did the immortal master say this?"

Lu Tai sighed, "A little golden elixir cultivator from Tongyezhou was brought out by you, who is from the sea-viewing realm. You can't scare me to death, but you can laugh me to death. You almost succeeded."

Then Lu Tai started laughing.

Of course, it remains to be seen whether the mastermind behind the scenes really has the cultivation of golden elixir.

The man's face was gloomy.

Damn it, I met someone with a bad brain.

The key is that this guy, who is neither male nor female, has a profound and bottomless path.

Lu Tai suppressed his smile and wiped the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be really happy. "Besides you, master and disciple, raising that ghost baby, are there any other experts who have allies?"

The man was shocked in his heart and said with a wry smile: "People at the foot of the mountain feel that the Fuji Sect is thousands of miles away from such treacherous and unethical acts, but in the eyes of you and me, it is not that far away. You dare to commit such an act if you think there are only two of them."

With such a big situation, you can control this plan?"

Lu Tai said, "It seems that your master and disciple want to eat alone."

The man pretended to be calm, but he was already scolding his mother in his heart.

Lu Tai joked: "Isn't it embarrassing? You can't afford the reward I want, but fighting with two foreigners like us might ruin decades of hard work?"

After being told what was on his mind, the man's face turned murderous, "Are you really determined to intervene to the end? Are you afraid that we will both be destroyed?!"

The man was filled with anger, "It's true as you said, Master and I can't give you enough benefits, but then again, what's the benefit of you interfering? The ghost baby was raised by my Master using a unique secret method.

It is the only one in the world, not to mention that the ghost baby has already recognized its owner, so if you step back ten thousand steps and say, you are lucky enough to take it away, can you feed it?!"

Lu Tai turned over his bamboo fan and tapped the beam lightly with the end, feeling very relaxed and comfortable. "You are not allowed to do some upright and kind deeds."

The man was almost furious and his lips were trembling. If the woman with ulterior motives had not been present at the scene, any slight damage would have affected the growth of the ghost baby after birth and would have ruined the Master's plan for the future. If not for all the worries, he would have really

I want to fight this guy to the death with all my strength.

Lu Tai added fuel to the fire and said, "Aren't you going to feel bored now? How can you thank me?"

This time it was the man's turn to turn pale, no better than those people from Flying Eagle Castle who had been poisoned by the evil secret technique.

Lu Tai suddenly lost his interest in chatting. He put away his bamboo fan and poured out snow-white pills from his sleeve into the palm of his hand. Then he threw them into the braziers burning pine and cypress. It was not that the man with the whisk didn't want to stop him, but the exaggerated handle

The huge flying sword appeared again, falling from the sky again and again. After sinking into the ground, it emerged from the sky again, making it difficult to dodge.

Then the real murderous intention flashed away.

The whisk man almost got hit, and shouted angrily. Only the "Wuyou" long handle was left on the whisk, and all the snow-white silk threads fell off, turning into countless white snakes with wings, spinning rapidly, buzzing, piercing the eardrums, and densely packed.

Keep him in the middle.

The man touched his cheek and found a bloody groove deep enough to show the bone. If he hadn't turned his head quickly enough, he might have been stabbed through the head with a sword.

Two natal flying swords!

He is also proficient in formations!

And he is not ashamed to say that his family's formation skills are unparalleled in the world!

Lu Tai sneered, "You can't blame others for falling into a trap."

On the big pillars, those silver runes shone brightly, and then pulled each other, weaving a hall into a web.

The fishing lines of this fishing net are exactly those suspended words and patterns.

Among the fishing nets, apart from the man who accidentally drew the ground as a prison, there were also Lu Tai's two natal flying swords, Needlepoint and Maimang.

Lu Tai floated down from the beam, no longer paying attention to the cage, and walked towards the pale-faced wife of the castle owner. The woman's eyes were dull, she was sweating profusely, and there was a faint fishy smell coming from the seat.

Passing by the woman in the center of the hall, this woman who had secretly become a martial artist in the Four Realms had already moved freely and held the haggard and dull-looking young man in her arms.

After Lu Tai threw the handful of beads into the brazier, bursts of snow-white dust were raised and dispersed in all directions. After being inhaled by the young and old of the Huan family in Feiyingbao, their rosy complexions gradually returned. Everyone was healthy, but their souls were quite depleted.

If it is large, it is inevitable to lose Yangshou.

The woman suddenly turned her head and asked sternly at the back of the landing platform: "Why did you say those words? You are also the culprit!"

Lu Tai turned his head, glanced at her, and asked with a smile: "How about I kill you two now, and it's over once and for all, without any worries?"

The woman hugged the boy and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Tai again.

Lu Tai walked up to the castle owner's wife, clasped his hands behind his back, and bent down to look at her, "You have very little life left, so you will die anyway. Now it depends on whether you choose to die a worthy death, or to be killed by the people."

Already."

In Lu Tai's eyes, the woman's seemingly beautiful face was already torn to pieces, with ravines and crisscrossed ravines, and strands of black deathly energy seeping out of it. Her eyes, which were very smart and moist in the eyes of an ordinary woman, were even darker.

The pampered woman was ignorant and unresponsive.

Lu Tai smiled and said: "Stop pretending. I know you have come back to your senses. Now that you have regained your consciousness and still have the energy to make your own choice, I will respect your wishes. After half a stick of incense, you will be dead."

It’s up to you, I won’t be polite to you anymore.”

Huan Yang was about to stand up and speak, but Lu Tai waved his sleeves, and his five senses were instantly blocked. He was like a well-behaved puppet, sitting on the spot, but his eyes were full of pain and pleading.

The woman slowly raised her head and murmured: "Can I not die?"

Lu Tai sighed and was speechless for a moment.

After a long silence, Lu Tai turned to face the door, leaned against the chair where the woman was sitting, and said softly: "Then live a little longer."

————

Outside the main building of Eagle Fort.

The sloppy old man watched helplessly as the roosters that ate glutinous rice and drank from the clear spring died one by one.

Today Huan Chang and Huan Shu happened to be with Taoist priests Huang Shang and Tao Xieyang, because the two brothers and sisters did not want to hide in the "comfortable nest" of the main building or hide under the wings of the "Taipingshan Immortal Master".

Since the old man was still walking outside, the brothers and sisters wanted to lend a helping hand.

The old man raised his head and glanced at the sea of ​​black clouds that were pressing down. He gritted his teeth and resorted to pressing the bottom of the box. He took out two large white bowls, holding one in each hand. He turned to his brother and sister and said, "I want to borrow two or three ounces of your blood."

, so that we can invite the two stone lions at the entrance of your Huanshi Ancestral Hall. These are the things that your grandfather and the master asked for to protect the house. They are the real trump card of Feiying Castle."

The old man raised his hands and said in a deep voice: "Hurry, then we rush to the ancestral hall! We can't delay it!"

Huan Chang and Huan Shu looked at each other, then without hesitation drew a knife and cut the palms of their hands, and the pieces flowed into the white bowl in the palm of the old Taoist master's hand.

The old man flipped his wrist, and the two white bowls disappeared out of thin air. "There may be ghosts and evil things blocking you along the way. I may not care about you. The four of you are so self-sufficient that you even have to help me clean the road. Even if you die, no one will help you."

Collect the corpse, so you have to decide now whether to go or not."

The two brothers and sisters, the two friends, nodded at the same time.

The old man shouted softly, "Let's go!"

As expected by the old Taoist, the hidden things lurking throughout Feiying Castle seemed to understand the old Taoist's intention, and finally stopped hiding and started pouring out one after another.

A young man in white robe suddenly appeared on a roof, standing on the top of an eaves, looking up into the distance. The direction he was looking at was a group of old Taoists who had jumped onto the ridge of the roof and rushed towards the ancestral hall.

Chen Pingan twisted a talisman on the fingertips of both hands, gently released it, and said silently: "The first day of the lunar month, the fifteenth day of the lunar month!"

Two sword lights carrying two talismans went to the Huan family ancestral hall at lightning speed, and instantly nailed the pagoda demon-suppressing talismans to two pillars.

Two balls of bright golden light suddenly exploded on the pillars,

Afterwards, two streaks of light returned to Chen Pingan, and two more yellow paper talismans were taken to two rooftops not far in front of the old Taoist.

The last round trip, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, brought two more demon-suppressing charms to help the sloppy old man clear the way.

Chen Ping'an had used up all the demon-suppressing charms and no longer cared about what was going on at the ancestral hall.

Walking around the rivers and lakes, subduing demons and destroying demons, you have to be responsible for life and death.

The same is true for doing evil, and the same is true for doing good.

Dark clouds are coming over the city.

It's like the sky is hanging low, making people feel that they are within reach, and a few loud words in the streets can alarm the immortals in the sky.

Chen Pingan looked up.

The people in Flying Eagle Castle couldn't see the scene above the black clouds, but he could see it.

An unknown old man with a high crown sat cross-legged on a red futon. He was mumbling words, driving the sea of ​​black clouds that just covered the boundary of Flying Eagle Castle, and fell into the world little by little. The time has come, and the old man is going to bloodbath the Flying Eagle Castle.

, absorb all the essence of flesh and blood, and feed the newborn ghost baby that is about to burst out of its heart.

Chen Ping'an began to flutter on the rooftops. His figure flashed away at a very fast speed. Because he was wearing a white robe, it seemed like a snow-white rainbow stretched out.

He finally landed on the school martial arts field of Flying Eagle Castle, and there was no one except Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan lightly stamped his feet and took a deep breath.

Squat your knees slightly and slowly assume a majestic ancient boxing stance.

Cloud steaming Daze style.
To be continued...
PrevPage Index    Favorite NextPage