Wei Yang looked around and saw Uncle Yandian suddenly walked out and looked at the courtyard door with a solemn expression.
This made Wei Yang's heart freeze.
If I go, I can alert the tobacco man. Obviously, this evil spirit who looks like Sadako will be a bit difficult to deal with.
Thinking about it in his mind, Wei Yang looked at Fu Yunjie.
Some doubts.
Being haunted by such a terrible evil spirit, this old man was actually completely intact, and seemed to be full of energy, as if he had taken a lot of tonic.
There is something weird.
"Haha, what do you want to exchange, senior?" Wei Yang responded with a smile.
Fu Yunjie looked at Mo Jiaojun in the yard with burning eyes.
At that glance, I saw Mr. Mo Jiao trembling.
As a semi-dragon snake, it is actually not weak either.
But since he came to Jiuyou City, Mo Jiaojun felt very sad, as if anyone could bully him.
Now the old man's eyes made him even more frightened, as if he was being stared at by something terrifying.
"I want it." Fu Yunjie said with feverish eyes.
Wei Yang narrowed his eyes.
"You want it, it doesn't matter."
Lord Mo Jiao suddenly looked at Wei Yang in horror.
No, boss, I am your little brother.
"Just, what do you want to exchange for?" Wei Yang asked.
Fu Yunjie said: "Ten billion, I'll give it to you when we get out."
Wei Yang sneered: "Senior, are you kidding me? Otherwise, if you beat the thing behind you to death, I will give you 100 billion when you get out."
In an instant, the violent aura locked onto Wei Yang, and the coldness that penetrated deep into his bones made Wei Yang couldn't help but shiver.
Good guy, he is really scary, more scary than the cigarette bag man, and probably on par with the rickety man.
This is an evil spirit that can communicate through heart-to-heart communication.
It's scary though.
But Wei Yang was not panicked at all.
He is not without means.
If I can't beat him, can't I run away?
However, Mr. Mo Jiao has come to seek refuge with me. Although it is only a verbal agreement at the moment, we are not yet familiar with it.
But as I just said, Chuyue and others are greedy for life and afraid of death, and have no integrity.
It was absolutely impossible for Wei Yang to slap himself in the face.
Seeing that Wei Yang was not giving him any face, Fu Yunjie's expression turned cold: "Fellow Daoist Wei, I'm afraid you don't know who you are talking to."
Wei Yang also sneered: "Fu Yunjie, respect the old and love the young. I just called you senior, but this is not the basis for you to rely on your old age."
"It doesn't matter that you are colluding with evil spirits. I am not a person who likes to slay demons. You play with you and I play with mine. It has nothing to do with you. But you dare to come here and tease me. What? You think I am young and easy to bully?
"
As Wei Yang spoke, one hundred and thirty years of pure Yang internal energy was running wildly, and the hot breath instantly drove away the cold breath coming from the long-haired evil man.
This scene made Mo Jiaojun deeply moved.
Sure enough, I did not worship at the wrong mountain.
This big guy is worth trusting.
Fu Yunjie sneered: "I don't know what is good and what is evil."
After saying that, he was about to step into the yard.
However, the next moment, the tobacco manger suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard and slapped Fu Yunjie.
The next moment, the long-haired Xie Xiu appeared in front of Fu Yunjie and reached out to block the tobacco bag man.
The tobacco-pouch man let out a sharp scream, and his violent breath also erupted.
The long-haired evil spirits are also bursting with aura, and the two do not bow to each other.
When Wei Yang saw it, he was secretly amazed.
This tobacco bag man is worthy of being the gatekeeper of the city, he is really powerful.
But since we are right, there is nothing much to say.
Just do it and it's done.
Without saying a word, Wei Yang stretched out his hands, and fireballs condensed in his palms.
He threw it directly at the long-haired Xie Sui.
The fireball roared away and hit the long-haired evil spirit.
But the next moment, the fireball was torn apart by a cold breath, scattered in all directions, and extinguished.
Fire method doesn’t work?
Wei Yang's figure flew up and landed on the bare tree in the yard.
The branches of the bare tree quickly knotted together, forming a tray to support Wei Yang.
This bald tree is still very particular. Three bottles of Coke will not be drunk in vain.
Then, Wei Yang stopped hiding and stretched out his hand directly. A hundred years of inner strength was gathered in his palm, and he struck out with a palm towards the long-haired evil spirit.
Snapped!
A flash appeared out of thin air and hit the long-haired evil spirit.
Ah~~
This time, the long-haired evil spirit let out a shrill scream, and white smoke came out of his body. The terrifying and violent aura was almost half dissipated at once.
Upon seeing this, the cigarette manger took out the cigarette rod and smashed it hard on the long-haired Xie Xiu.
Snapped!
The aura on the long-haired evil spirit lost half of its body again, and then it curled up, turned into a ball of long hair, and fled quickly.
"Want to run?"
Wei Yang stared.
If you offend me, how can I let you go so easily?
He hit the long hair that escaped with another palm strike.
Snapped!
A bolt of lightning struck again, and with a scream, Long Hair quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.
"Ha, after these few blows, I don't believe you can recover if you don't cultivate yourself for a hundred and eighty years." Wei Yang snorted coldly.
The two palm thunders directly consumed nearly a hundred years of pure Yang internal energy, leaving only more than thirty years.
But it doesn’t matter, you can recover by meditating, and the most important thing is that you feel happy.
At this time, everyone present, including a few peeping Xie Sui, were all stunned.
What a good guy, you are so young and you actually master the thunder method!
Although Chuyue and others are not Qimen monks, they have also studied the Qimen's sect.
Among the strange sects, there are many kinds of magic and methods, but when it comes to the most powerful ones, there are only two types, one is the thunder method, and the flying sword.
As for today's Qi Sect, although there are some sects that inherit the thunder method, there are very few who master the thunder method. It can be said that they are rare.
There are even fewer flying swords. There are only two or three masters of the Qi Sect who are said to have mastered them in legends, but they have also been practicing for decades and have not shown up, so it is impossible to be sure whether they are true or false.
Now, after seeing Leifa with his own eyes, no one can remain calm.
But the one who is most panicked now is Fu Yunjie.
As soon as the long-haired Xie Sui left, he seemed to have lost energy. His face quickly turned pale, he couldn't stand and fell to the ground. His body also quickly became shriveled, and his hair turned completely white in an instant.
Fu Yunjie looked at Wei Yang tremblingly and begged urgently: "Fellow Taoist, save me. I was controlled by evil spirits. It was not my will just now. Friend Taoist, save me, save me."
Wei Yang glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the tobacco bag man and said with a smile: "Master, thank you, you saved me again."
Uncle Tobacco Rolled his eyes at Wei Yang.
This kid is pretty good at pretending.
If you hadn't taken action, I would have had a headache.
But being so powerful yet so humble made Mr. Tobacco Bag more and more fond of him.
Who doesn’t like a humble and filial child?
After a moment of silence, Mr. Tobacco Pouch attracted some yin energy and condensed it into a line of words.
"That was an evil act just now. He was very vicious and vindictive. Although he retreats now, he will definitely take revenge on you in the future. Be careful."
Wei Yang said pitifully: "Uncle, I'm so weak, I'm so scared. How about we contact some evil brothers and sisters, I'll give you supplies, and you go kill them? Two bottles of wine and two bags of peanuts each.
Mi, how's it going?"
Uncle Yandai rolled his eyes again and continued to gather his yin energy.
"That thing just now is difficult to kill. Its body is in the underworld. Even if it is killed, it will reappear a hundred years later. It is very difficult to deal with. What will we do if you leave?"
"If you want to kill, kill yourself and don't hurt others."
Then, Uncle Tobacco Bag turned around and entered the house without hesitation.
"Hey, no, I will add another pack of spicy strips for each one. It will take a hundred years to come out. What are you afraid of?" Wei Yang increased the price.
It's a pity that Mr. Tobacco Bag ignored me.
Wei Yang curled his lips.
He turned around and came to Fu Yunjie's side. Looking at Fu Yunjie, who was getting older and older, like a mummy, he squatted down with an expectant look on his face.
Fu Yunjie was originally full of expectations, but when he saw Wei Yang squatting down, he just looked at him and refused to help. He immediately begged: "Save me, I am willing to give you all the treasures I have on me."
Wei Yang grinned: "Stupid, when you die, if I touch your body, it will still be mine."
Fu Yunjie glared angrily.
Then he couldn't take a breath and died immediately.
Wei Yang happily began to touch the corpse.
He's not dead. That's called robbery. As a human being, you can't commit robbery. It's against the law.
But if he dies, that's called picking up the slack.
Things without owners can be obtained by those who are destined.
Here, Wei Yang happily explored the things on the Qimen monk.
Chuyue and others next to them were completely silent.
They can refute what Wei Yang said before.
But now, for the sake of Lord Mo Jiao, Wei Yang directly fought with Xie Sui, and even took action forcefully.
This says it all.
"Don't say anything, just wait here. If we die of hunger or thirst, this is our fate." Professor Qi sighed and sat down at the entrance of the courtyard with a dejected look on his face.
"Huh? Long Dan? This Fu Yunjie is so lucky!"
Wei Yang touched the corpse and the first thing he took out was actually a golden ball, which was Dragon Pill. He looked surprised and immediately put it into his backpack happily.
When Chuyue and others saw it, they were speechless again.
If someone is lucky, doesn't that give you an advantage?
What is this thing called?
We are all human beings, why are there such big differences?