Chapter 195 Good or Bad Omens of the Sky Hanging
The Taoist wore a white brocade robe, and the warrior wore a bloodstained black robe.
The wind roared, and the cold rain was murderous.
Those who should have fled had already fled, and those who should have died were on their way.
"Seventh-grade Nuo mask. No wonder the Taoist couldn't figure out your whereabouts. It turned out that the rat had hidden you."
Wang Wenqin stared at the cracked Nuo mask, and the fierceness in his eyes became more and more intense. "You were lucky enough to save your life from Yu Canghai, but you still keep your tail between your legs. Are you so anxious to die?!"
The raindrops hit the back of the warrior's hand, and the blood flowing from the palm condensed on the fingertips.
The next moment, it was blown away by the sudden gust of wind.
"Of course I'm anxious, but I'm just anxious to kill you!"
The voice was left behind, and the warrior had already stepped out.
"You are a bunch of snakes and rats. Today, I will help you all to pass away!"
Wang Wenqin snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and several red jade talismans flew out one after another.
If Wang Xie was present at this moment, he would definitely recognize that the spells carved on these talismans were exactly the same as those used by Zhang Jinyun.
The only difference was the material of the talismans. Zhang Jinyun used wooden carved talismans that can be bought on the market.
But the talismans Wang Wenqin offered were made of extremely expensive red jade.
A Taoist method passed down by ancestors also has to be distinguished by money.
"Qixia magic, plundering like fire, urgent like a law, command!"
Boom!
The talisman without a delay exploded in the air.
The roar was deafening, the flames filled the sky, the bluestone bricks laid on the square were blown into powder, and the scattered incomplete bodies were directly burned into charcoal.
In an instant, flames were billowing in the square, and the flames burned people's eyes so hot that they dared not look directly at it.
The annoying black martial arts uniform had been swallowed by the flames and disappeared.
However, there was no trace of joy on Wang Wenqin's face, but he became more gloomy.
"Ziwei artificial eye, open!"
The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and the green light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and countless tiny Tiangang Doushu jumped into his eyes. The extra colors were instantly removed, leaving only black and white.
The jumping Doushu marked the black line that was rushing in the dancing 'white wave'!
Almost in an instant, a pair of arrogant eyes full of bandit flames squeezed into Wang Wenqin's sight!
"Qixia magic, immovable as a mountain, urgent as a law, command!"
Huh!
The fist tip wrapped in star sparks bombarded a talisman engraved with Kuijia Mountain pattern, and a crisp and high-pitched metal tremor broke out.
The sparks disappeared, and the talisman exploded.
Five fingers pierced through the scattered jade fragments and hit the Taoist's face.
The latter showed a sneer on his face, but his body was still motionless. He made a seal with his hands and made a seal on his chest.
Puff!
At the critical moment, a golden mace rushed out, brushing against the Taoist's temples, and hit Li Jun's palm.
The mace sword hit the wound just scratched by the flying sword, stabbing a large amount of blood.
There was no pain on Li Jun's face. He turned his wrist, grabbed the mace and pulled it forward.
He stepped forward with his feet, raised his left arm into an elbow, and sent it out like a long spear to hit forward!
The Taoist who was caught in the middle suddenly turned pale and jumped back in a hurry.
Boom!
The sound of the collision made people feel depressed.
A pair of cloud-shaped shoes embroidered with gold thread sank into the ground, plowing out a gully with broken blue bricks and surging earth and rocks.
He retreated several feet before he was able to release the force.
Li Jun did not rush to pursue, but squinted his eyes to look at the half-kneeling golden armored general.
He was burly, with talismans covering his face, bloodshot eyes, and holding a magic mace to subdue demons.
The word "Lingguan" carved on his chest was full of cracks, revealing the steel bones with "Daomen Qingci" written in cinnabar.
There was also a buzzing green mechanical heart.
The white-robed Taoist stood on the shoulder of the yellow-turbaned warrior, his face dark green.
"How could these rubbish of Qingcheng Group let a person of the martial arts sequence grow to this point under their noses?"
Just now, his flying sword was broken by Li Jun's bare hands, and Wang Wenqin was just shocked, not too surprised.
Because he was not good at controlling flying swords.
But now, this carefully nurtured Yellow Turban Warrior, who was converted from a soldier, was hit by an elbow and his heart was damaged.
This made him panic.
"Did Yu Canghai really almost nail him to death with a sword? Damn it, is Yu Canghai too strong, or am I too weak?"
Listening to the slightly stagnant sound in the chest of the warrior under him, Wang Wenqin was in a dilemma for a while.
If he lets Zou Sijiu leave now, what should he do if his authority in the cave is stolen?
That is his qualification to join the "Immortal Class" in the future!
There are so many people, and it will not be easy to find these Yin-Yang magicians who are good at hiding in the future.
There is no need to think about reverse tracking through the Huangliang network. The name of Huangliang Rat is not for nothing.
But if you don't let go.
Wang Wenqin frowned and said in a deep voice: "Li Jun, if you ask Zou Sijiu to return the stolen cave authority, I can forgive you and make peace with you. From now on, we will not interfere with each other in the territory of Chongqing Prefecture!"
"Okay."
Li Jun agreed neatly and shouted without turning his head: "Old Zou, did you steal someone else's things?"
Zou Sijiu, who was standing in the distance, sneered, "I took back the key to my own house, can it be called stealing?"
"Whose key?"
"Mine!"
Li Jun raised his chin towards the Taoist, "Are you crying thief?"
Wang Wenqin's face was ashen, "Do you really want these yellow millet rats to collude with each other?"
"Fuck you, you big rats, you bunch of thieves who stole my house!" Zou Sijiu jumped up and cursed.
Wang Wenqin turned a deaf ear and stared at Li Jun, "These Yin-Yang sorcerers are all stray dogs. They can't make a difference and can't protect you."
"If you are willing to cooperate with me and help me get back the authority of the cave, I can report to Baiyujing and ask for a special pardon for you!"
The Taoist spoke quickly, and his sharp voice was particularly harsh.
"Once you have the special pardon decree from Baiyujing, the followers of Buddhism and Taoism will no longer target you. From now on, you can walk freely in the world."
At this moment, Li Jun suddenly laughed out loud and interrupted Wang Wenqin's words.
"What a big world, what a Buddhist and Taoist."
Li Jun slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at the broken blue bricks under his feet, with sarcasm and mockery between his eyebrows.
"Remember, don't stand when you ask for help in your next life. Kneel down before you talk!"
As soon as the words fell, the warrior had already broken through the rain curtain, and his speed was even faster than before. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Taoist.
Huh.
Within three inches of the fist, all the raindrops were thrown away by the strong wind.
"The sky is hanging good and bad, there is no constant, danger!"
In the black and white world in front of Wang Wenqin's eyes, the scarlet word "danger" was particularly eye-catching.
But the fist was already in front of him, and it was too late to offer the talisman at this moment.
At the critical moment, the Taoist hurriedly pinched the "Dingjia" spiritual seal with his hand, and shouted in shock: "Spiritual official, protect me!"
Buzz.
The mechanical heart buzzed loudly, and the half-kneeling spiritual official suddenly stood up, holding the golden mace with both hands, and chopped down towards Li Jun!
Clang!
With a bang, the golden mace broke, and the huge body of the spiritual official flew backwards, and the components of his body were scattered.
The Taoist standing on the shoulder of the spiritual officer spread his sleeves and quickly attached two cups of red talismans to his thighs.
Suddenly, countless steam came out, accompanied by countless ethereal Taoist sounds like whispers, invading Li Jun's mind.
The Taoist hid in it, riding on clouds and mist, his figure was erratic, and he fled quickly.
Crack
The Nuo mask on Li Jun's face was completely shattered, but he also accurately captured the figure like a lost dog in the hypnotic illusion.
Step forward and grab the neck.
Two fingers are like knives, breaking through the body and piercing the heart.
Hualala.
The mask attached to the face peeled off piece by piece, revealing the sharp facial features like a knife and an axe.
Li Jun pulled out his arm, and scarlet blood splashed on the side of his face and slowly dripped along his jaw.
"It's a thing that can't be beaten."
[75 mastery points obtained]
[98 mastery points remaining]
Bang!
At this moment, a thunderous gunshot suddenly exploded.
Almost at the same time, a large spark exploded beside Li Jun's ear!
A golden mace that had quietly attacked at some point was knocked into the air by the bullet and inserted into the ground with a puff.
On the mountain road, a figure wrapped in a black robe slowly appeared.
He carried a four-foot-long gun on his shoulder. There was a dark golden dragon pattern on the barrel that was still emitting light green smoke, and two small seal characters were formed at the muzzle - Jing Ke.
"Little Li, is my gunmanship of shooting the halberd at the gate okay?"
"Mighty!"
Li Jun wiped the blood from his ear and gave a thumbs up to the mountain road in the distance.
"It turns out that the anomaly that disturbed my mind is here."
Zou Sijiu looked at the "resurrected" yellow turban warrior with a disdainful sneer on his lips, "And I'm well prepared, or will I really capsize this time."