Zong Hongqing half-turned his head and asked Tang Zhijun behind him:
"You know this guy?"
Tang Zhijun gritted his silver teeth and said in a cold voice: "I followed these guys and came here from Shizhou."
"Jiejiejie..."
At this time, a strange laughter came from behind a banyan tree.
A thin Taoist priest wearing a sloppy Taoist robe walked out from behind the tree.
This person has raised eyebrows, long and narrow eyes, and a pointed and thin face. At first glance, he is not a good person.
The skinny Taoist priest stared at Zong Hongqing and others with a pair of bloodshot, turbid eyeballs. Especially when he saw Tang Zhijun behind him, who was masked with frost, his eyes showed undisguised greed.
"What a beautiful body. Let me enjoy it and then refine it into a puppet. It must be a rare masterpiece."
Tang Zhijun's delicate body trembled slightly and she stared at the opponent fiercely.
"You guys massacred more than a hundred lives in Suishi Villa outside Yunshi County in Shizhou last month. I must settle this account with you!"
"Oh? Let me think about it. I have killed so many people recently that I really can't remember Flintstone Villa."
The thin Taoist priest pretended to frown and think hard.
Zong Hongqing and Lan Yanjie looked at each other. They didn't want to listen to this ghost Taoist priest's nonsense. They could be sure that this guy was evil without guessing. They should take it down first.
The two double-teamed him from the left and right, working together in tacit understanding, and quickly killed the thin Taoist priest.
A disdainful sneer appeared on the skinny Taoist priest's face.
A figure blocked Lan Yanjie at a faster speed and forced him back with a punch. It was the iron-gray puppet from before.
This puppet was a fourth-grade warrior during his lifetime. Although its strength has declined after being refined into a puppet, it is still much stronger than an ordinary fifth-grade warrior.
When Lan Yanjie faced the opponent, he could only parry with difficulty, unable to pose a threat to the thin Taoist priest at all.
Zong Hongqing on the other side glanced at the situation of his companions with a solemn expression.
However, there is no retreat now. The only way to survive is to give it a try.
"puff."
There was a faint sound of breaking wind.
A black shadow that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye shot out and hit the head of Zong Hongqing who was charging forward.
Zong Hongqing felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows, and his body reacted faster than his brain. He instinctively leaned back to avoid the fatal blow.
Before he could stand up, he saw a black shadow shooting back as fast as lightning.
Zong Hongqing slapped the ground with his long knife, and he rose up from the ground to avoid the attack again.
Before landing, he held the sword with both hands in mid-air. With the martial artist's perfect control of his body, he accurately adjusted his posture in mid-air and slashed at the black shadow that was coming again.
"Dang... sizzle..."
Amidst a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction, the blade rubbed against the side of the black shadow, causing dazzling sparks to appear.
Only then did Zong Hongqing see clearly that the black shadow attacking him was a two-foot-long black snake staff.
The snake staff is covered with a layer of fine black scales, shining with a strange black-purple light, and it appears to be highly poisonous at first glance.
A sharp snake letter was spit out from the position of the snake's head, and there was a gray strange energy lingering on the snake letter, like a living thing.
Just when Zong Hongqing and Lan Yanjie were fighting against the thin Taoist priest.
Chu Ge, who had been lying on the ground not knowing whether to live or die, coughed a few times and woke up from a brief coma.
He rubbed his numb and unconscious right shoulder. Fortunately, he had shifted his position slightly before and used the power of luck to block his body surface.
Otherwise, this clone will be handed over here.
Although it can be condensed again by the main body, the identity of Ge Chu cannot be used.
After all, I can't explain why I died and came back to life.
I took a look at the battle circle which was not optimistic.
That skinny evil Taoist is obviously a fifth-grade golden elixir, an authentic Taoist fifth-grade condensed golden elixir, with a perfect state of mind, breaking all illusions, invulnerable to all laws, and not afraid of the turbidity of the world.
But this guy himself is filthy, and these golden elixirs condensed from evil ways can only be called filthy elixirs.
Otherwise, you will have to refine yourself first.
And the puppet's strength is much stronger than the evil path itself. Zong Hongqing and Lan Yanjie alone may not be able to survive for long.
Chu Ge got up and quickly came to the banned Tang Zhijun.
When Tang Zhijun saw Chu Ge suddenly appearing, her beautiful eyes widened in shock.
You must know that a sneak attack from a fourth-level martial artist, even if the opponent is not at the peak, cannot be resisted by a sixth-level warrior. His chest will be shattered and he will die.
But the eagle dog of the Inspectorate was fine and could move freely.
Thinking of the knife that the other party used to chop him, it seems that this guy must be a genius in the Inspection Institute, and his strength cannot be judged by common sense.
Chu Ge didn't know the other person's random thoughts at this time. He quickly cut the rope on the other person's body with a knife, and then unlocked the seal in the other person's body.
Although I still can't completely trust the other party, I have no other choice but to take a gamble.
"Let's deal with this evil together first, and then we can talk about things between us."
"good!"
Tang Zhijun took back his long sword, murderous intent surging in his body.
After agreeing, he took the lead and rushed towards the thin Taoist priest.
Chu Ge, who was holding the long sword tightly, looked at this scene and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he immediately followed him.
Zong Lan and his wife, who were struggling with the thin Taoist priest, saw Chu Ge who came with Tang Zhijun to support them, and shouted in surprise:
"You're not dead?"
Chu Ge grinned and said, "I almost couldn't continue preaching to the oiran ladies."
Tang Zhijun, who rushed in front, was like a vigorous female leopard, running with two powerful long legs. She roared angrily, and her surging innate internal energy condensed on the tip of the sword, fighting Zong Hongqing towards the snake staff.
The evil path was stabbed away quickly.
But before he could get close to the opponent, the iron-gray puppet knocked back Lan Yanjie with a punch, then quickly stood in front of the sword and reached out to grab the blade.
when.
The iron-gray palm firmly grasped the sword blade, and then moved forward.
Tang Zhijun, who was charging forward with all his strength, was unable to stop his momentum and fell towards the opponent.
The five fingers of the puppet's left hand were raised together, without any sign of mercy, and it was quickly thrust towards the bulging chest of Tang Zhijun, who was already in disarray.
Tang Zhijun's complexion changed in shock, and she could not avoid the blow.
At that moment, a figure rushed out from the ground, hugged Tang Zhijun's plump and strong body, and led her to roll sideways to avoid the attack.
Rescue for Lan Yanjie, who was repulsed, followed.
The internal energy was poured into the blade, and he slashed at the puppet with a deep roar. The puppet could not dodge, so he had to raise his arm to block it. Lan Yanjie's full force slash cut off half of his left arm.
On the ground, Tang Zhijun, who was still in shock, felt that he was being hugged by a pair of strong arms around his waist, and the man's heavy body was pressed against him.
The strong man's body odor made her breath short, and she stared at the man on her body.
Chu Ge said: "Are you okay?"
Just as Tang Zhijun was about to answer, his face suddenly turned cold.
Taking the initiative to wrap his arms around Chu Ge's strong waist, the two of them rolled out again, but this time Tang Zhijun was riding on Chu Ge.
And where they were lying before, a long sword was stuck in the ground.
"Evened out."
Chu Ge looked at the woman on top of him and cursed: "I'm not the kind of person who appreciates a favor, so why should I be so anxious to repay it?"