I heard a loud shout from the horizon, and three rays of cold light fell from the sky, heading towards the harpoons like white dragons breaking through the clouds. I only heard a few crisp sounds of "Cang Lang Lang", and the harpoons had been shot down into the water.
, sinking feebly to the bottom of the water.
"In the Demon-Conquering Hall of the Golden Summit Palace, the Demon-Conquering Taoist is here. Who, Xiaoxiao, dares to commit murder in front of this Taoist?"
When everyone in the Qinglong Club heard that they were from the Demon-Conquering Palace of the Golden Summit Palace, their eyes instantly widened, their panicked pupils darting up and down, left and right, beads of sweat the size of mung beans oozing out from their noses and foreheads, and their legs could not help but tremble.
When he got up, he looked very frightened.
Even the expression on the face of the river bandit brother was one part frightened, two parts helpless, and one part sad.
What scares me is the reputation of this demon-killing Taoist. What makes me helpless is that the fifty taels of gold that I got are gone. What makes me sad is that my life will be in the hands of these demon-slaying Taoists.
Around Yunmeng Lake and in the Northern Qi Dynasty, no one knows the name of the Demon-Conquering Taoist from the Demon-Conquering Palace of the Golden Summit Palace. This Demon-Conquering Taoist takes it as his own duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. He believes in the gods of the Lei Department and uses thunderous means to deal with all kinds of evil demons and heretics in the world.
, so in Yunmeng, the Northern Qi Dynasty was so famous that bandits from all over the country avoided them.
"Brothers, hold your ground."
The eldest brother of the river bandit whispered to the brother behind him, then took another step forward, sheathed the long sword and held it in his hand.
"The Taoist Master of the Demon-Conquering Palace, I'm the eldest brother of Yunmeng Lake Qinglong Club, Wan Fang. Our Qinglong Club is a river bandit on Yunmeng Lake. Although we are river bandits, we can be regarded as bandits and they also have Taoism. Children, women, pregnant women,
We will not rob anyone who has an old mother at home or anyone who is seriously ill and seeking medical treatment. This time, we took the money from the patrons and wanted to kill these people, so we took action to disturb the Taoist masters. Wan paid compensation to the Taoist masters.
No, since the business can no longer be completed, I wonder if Mr. Dao can let us live a life, we will be very grateful."
Although Wan Fang was frightened in his heart, his words were decent, neither humble nor arrogant, and he had the aura of a big brother in the world.
After saying this, three small boats sailed out of the darkness, and there was a Taoist priest standing on each of the three small boats. These three Taoist priests were all concentrating, standing on the bow of the boat with their hands behind their hands, looking proud, and the evening wind blew their Taoist robes.
Whisper the wind and hunt.
"Are you negotiating terms with us?" said the old man with white hair and beard in the middle.
This old Taoist has a long beard. Although his beard and hair are all white, his voice is like thunder, which makes people feel calm and intimidating. The old Taoist in the middle said this, and the remaining two Taoist priests stopped Yan Zhuo and others who fell into the water.
People helped him to the boat.
Wan Fang watched Yan Zhuo and the others board the boat, his heart ached, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only suppress his anger and said: "I don't dare, I just hope that Master Dao will leave a way for the little ones to survive.
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The old man smiled and said: "I can let you live. Tell me who paid you to do things. If you tell me, I will let you go. I will only punish the culprit."
Hearing what the old Taoist said, Wan Fang was startled and said uneasily: "Master Tao, it's not that I don't know how to appreciate others, but we have rules in this industry and we must never reveal the names of our customers."
After hearing what Wan Fang said, the old Taoist was not angry. He just nodded lightly and said: "In that case, there is nothing the old Taoist can do."
"Sword back!" After saying this, the three cold lights that fell to the bottom of the lake jumped out of the water like dragons emerging from the water. The three Taoists shook their swords, and the cold light flashed out from the swords, looking like dragons in the dark night.
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"Wait!" Wan Fang said, "Since Mr. Dao is determined to keep the lives of the little ones, can you please let Mr. Tao go and let my brothers go? It's all my idea to collect money and plan things.
These brothers have nothing to do with each other, please let them live."
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wan Fang, and said: "You look like a man. The old Taoist will give you a chance. If you can beat me, I will let you go. If you can't win, your brother will go.
Is death fair?"
"Fair!" Wan Fang cupped his hands and replied decisively.
Yan Zhuo listened to what Wan Fang said and thought about how he was almost forced into a dead end just now. He thought to himself: "This man named Wan Fang has some skills and loyalty. Such men are rare. We have to find a way to keep him alive."
life."
Thinking like this, he stirred up his inner energy and forced all the moisture out of the clothes around him. In just a few blinks, the originally wet clothes were dried by his inner energy.
Yan Zhuo's behavior was naturally noticed by the three Taoists. In fact, this was also Yan Zhuo's purpose. He just wanted to show off his skills so that these Taoists would listen to what he said.
"Young Xia is good at martial arts." The old man turned back and glanced at Yan Zhuo, "Young Xia's martial arts skills shouldn't be forced to this point by these river bandits."
Yan Zhuo couldn't help but feel shy when he heard what the old Taoist said, and said: "Thanks to the promotion of my seniors, I don't know how to swim, so..."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The old Taoist burst out laughing when he heard this, and then suddenly realized that he had lost his composure, and added: "There is no pure gold, and no one is perfect. If you don't know how to swim, you will be able to stay in Yunmeng Lake for a month or so. It won't be a problem. It's just that you are young.
Who is this martial artist from? What is the purpose of doing this in Yunmeng Lake?"
"Junior Yan Zhuo is the owner of Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, a small sect in the Jianghu. This junior came to Yunmeng on the entrustment of the leader of the Beggar Clan to meet the master of Jinding Palace, Qingyang Zhenren." Yan Zhuo replied.
"Hey, then we are here by chance. We have met the distinguished guests of the Beggar Clan. After I compete with Wan Fang, I will take you to the Golden Summit Palace. It just so happens that we are going back to the Golden Summit Palace, so we are on the way."
As the old Taoist said this, a smile appeared on his face. Although he was old, he still had bright eyes and sharp eyebrows, and he was still quite energetic.
"Junior, I have something to ask of you." Yan Zhuo bowed and said, "I wonder if senior can let me go?"
The old man frowned and said in a thunderous voice: "No!"
