People should not be timid, especially when they have an advantage. If they timid, their heads will be taken away by their teammates.
When the heads are gone, the rewards are gone.
Xu Ping rushed over with a copper coin sword in his hand, looking anxious, mainly because he was afraid that his head would be snatched by Uncle Jiu and he would not be rewarded.
The copper coin sword glowed with brilliant golden light, grew longer and thicker, and struck Huangpizi head-on.
Huang Pizi bared his teeth. He had never seen anything like this before. Regardless of the rules of the world, he raised his sharp claws and blocked Xu Ping's sword.
"Huh?!"
Xu Ping couldn't help but be stunned.
Huang Pizi saw that although there was a cut on his claws, he actually blocked the blow.
He looks weak, but he is very durable.
Just as Xu Ping was wrestling with him, Huang Pizi's tail lifted up again, and a cloud of gas spurted out from the back garden flower...
Under the interaction of forces, Huang Pizi accelerated, instantly bursting out with astonishing strength. His thin forearm muscles increased sharply, and a surge of divine power surged out, forcefully pushing Xu Ping away.
Two blazing marks appeared under Xu Ping's feet, leading to the door.
What the hell?! Did you eat spinach?
While Xu Ping was holding the opponent back, Uncle Jiu threw the two men on the ground out of the mountain temple to avoid the aftermath of the battle and hurt innocent people.
Just when I turned around to look over, I saw Xu Ping being pushed back.
Uncle Jiu, who saw everything, said in a deep voice: "It's the power of incense and vows."
In addition to absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon, the demon cultivators also practice by proclaiming themselves immortals and relying on the people's incense and wishes to practice.
And the power of this incense has infinite magical effects. Although it cannot be touched or seen, it actually exists.
Generally speaking, these evil gods will use evil spells to make people suffer from serious illnesses, infer fertility, and then use the power of incense and vows as a dharma to help them escape from suffering, thereby attracting countless people to worship them.
If this yellow-skinned boy is given some more time, this abandoned mountain temple will definitely become more popular, and along with it, maybe it really is possible for him to become the mountain god here.
When Huang Pizi heard Uncle Jiu point out the source of his strength, he couldn't help but grinned and sneered: "You, a Taoist priest, do have some knowledge."
After saying that, Huang Pizi's eyes suddenly glowed with yellow light, and with a wave of his front paw, the broken stones and broken wood on the ground shot out one after another, hitting him like raindrops.
Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu took a step forward and circulated their true energy. Their swords rose brightly into the sky, and they slashed out with a sword at the same time. The momentum was astonishing, and the debris and broken wood that hit them instantly dissipated.
After a short while, several large air masses were mixed in the rubble and were still chopped into pieces one by one.
However, the moment the air mass exploded, the smoke filled the air. Instead of the previous stench, it smelled sweet.
The gas was inhaled into his mouth and nose, and Uncle Jiu's eyes blurred for a while, and there was a faint sound in his ears, and he had the urge to kowtow in worship.
He shook his head hastily, bit the tip of his tongue, and forced himself to cheer up.
"Uncle Jiu, hold on!"
Xu Ping woke him up by raising his voice, but his face was also distorted, and he didn't know if he could withstand it.
Fortunately, the zhenqi cultivated through the "Tongxuan Jing", after running for several weeks, counteracted the impulse to be confused.
The copper coin sword in Xu Ping's hand shone brightly. He gritted his teeth while watching Huang Pizi, and then took it out again, as fast as lightning, and shot Huang Pizi who was casting a spell against the wall.
Uncle Jiu also woke up, took out a talisman from his arms, and put it on his chest. He suddenly became energetic and threw two talismans in the same direction.
Don’t let anyone!
at the same time,
From the corner of his eye, he looked at Xu Ping and the big sword that turned into a copper coin sword in his hand.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but be stunned, looking down at his plain peach wood sword.
I seem to have lost in terms of momentum.
His true energy is not so pure and cannot produce such gorgeous special effects. At most, it can make the peach wood sword glow with a clear light, but the actual combat effect is not strong.
After pondering for a moment, Uncle Jiu put the exorcism talisman he had just taken out into his arms, took a piece of Bagua topaz from his neck, and hung it in his palm.
He is ready to open up and regain his position.
The middle finger and the ring finger were slightly bent, and he pinched the Bagua Huang Jade with his thumb, index finger and little finger. Uncle Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the moonlight outside the door, quickly found a position, pinched the Zhaoxing Jue with his left hand at the same time, and recited the incantation silently.
"..."
The moonlight passes through the Bagua Topaz and reflects a sharp moonlight.
As soon as Huang Pizi blocked Xu Ping's sword, Yue Mang followed closely behind.
Its eyes were frightened, but it was helplessly entangled by Xu Ping and unable to escape.
He could only watch helplessly as the sharp moonlight hit its arms, cutting off its furry arms like cutting tofu without any pause.
"ah!"
Huang Pizi let out a shrill scream.
It never expected that the two people in front of it would be so difficult and powerful.
Blood splattered in front of his eyes, and Xu Ping was startled, fearing that the yellow-skinned brother was dead.
He glanced back, and Uncle Jiu smiled, maintaining the posture of pointing out the magic seal, with a calm demeanor and a master's style.
The exquisite spell made Xu Ping's eyes warm.
In the past interactions, Uncle Jiu finally used Maoshan's technique to regain his position for the first time.
The dignity of Maoshan.
At this moment, Huang Pizi had no idea that this was no longer a simple mountain temple, but a place where Maoshan Taoism vindicated its name.
Although it cost a lot, Uncle Jiu was very satisfied, especially when he saw Xu Ping's surprised look.
In just the next second, he discovered that Xu Ping's surprised look gradually turned into a bright smile, as if there was a hint of thank you.
"puff!"
The copper coin sword in Xu Ping's hand moved and quickly stabbed into Huang Pizi's belly.
Huang Pizi, who was seriously injured, screamed and fought back, spitting out a foul-smelling air ball and hitting Xu Ping's face directly.
It won't kill you, but it will disgust you.
"puff!"
Xu Ping shook his head to dispel the discomfort, and struck another sword with his backhand.
Huang Pizi screamed again. Before he died, he stared and asked unwillingly: "Do you look like me, do I look like..."
"You look like that!"
Xu Ping interrupted him directly and said, "You are like a brat!"
Finished.
Huang Pizi glanced at the shattered shrine unwillingly, his heart gradually became cold and his soul soared.
Xu Ping Head 1
Uncle Jiu assists 1
Huang Pizi fell to the ground, his fur lost its luster. Uncle Jiu stopped holding on to his appearance and took a few steps forward with a serious look on his face: "Humph, even a mere yellow-piped monster dares to be so presumptuous in front of me."
Xu Ping nodded: "Uncle Jiu is still awesome..."
However, I am better at picking up heads.
Unexpectedly, the mist was steaming in front of my eyes.
"Yin Yang Illustrated Book" now:
Kill the monster: Huangpizi.
Reward: Incense Faith.
…
Three sticks of incense appeared silently in the sleeves, and the reward was very secretive and very ginkgo-like.
Xu Ping was so surprised that he didn't even blink.
But what is this incense belief...
I want magic, magic!
Do we have to eradicate a few demons in order to be rewarded with Taoist spells?
Xu Ping quickly thought of someone and couldn't help but look straight ahead, where Uncle Jiu was awakening the talented scholar Awei...
Among their many disciples in Maoshan, there was indeed a bad person who practiced evil arts.
That man was Uncle Jiu's elder brother, his name was Shi Jian, and he didn't seem to be a good person.
"Why are you looking at me?" Uncle Jiu said with a gleam on his back. When he turned around, he saw that Xu Ping's eyes were bright and bright. He stared at him for who knows how long, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Xu Ping smiled awkwardly, and of course he would not say anything about cleaning up Maoshan's family at this time. He changed the subject and said, "Well, Uncle Jiu, what should I do with this Huangpizi's body?"
Uncle Jiu knew that if the corpse of such a monster was not disposed of, it would inevitably cause trouble.
He took out a talisman from his arms, shook his hand, the talisman ignited with flames, and threw it towards Huang Pizi's body.
Suddenly, the body burst into flames.
At the same time, Uncle Jiu ignored Xu Ping and continued to cast the Heart Clearing Curse to wake up the two people on the ground.
Xu Ping, on the other hand, was staring at the flames with mixed emotions. Strictly speaking, Huang Pizi was lying on his back.
If it weren't for those three corpses, I think it could still survive for a while, but by then, it would be more difficult to deal with the yellow skin of the weather.
While he was deep in thought, Xu Ping suddenly felt that the corpse burning in flames was emitting a slightly faint but dazzling light, which looked quite mysterious...