The long sword roared, and rippled out, and in a blink of an eye the god general was shaken into a large fragment of shattered light.

The God's general turned into light and left, and the voice of hatred spread in the air: "I remember you!"

The long sword dissipated like a phantom without substance.

In front of the River God Temple, the long sword returned to the boy's hand, as if the sword just now was not done by him.

Wang Wendu had a hole in his neck, and his Taoist robe was swaying, so why are he still resisting the remaining strength?

He opened his mouth to speak, and the fluorescent light that protected his body was broken, the Taoist robe thorned and cracked, blood flowed from his neck like a spring, and a large mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth.

He held the wound with one hand and took the array plate falling from the air with the other hand. The white smoke spread and his figure disappeared.

Wang Wendu fled, and the monks following him turned pale. When he saw Zhong Yao smiling at the corner of his mouth again, he looked at him calmly, subconsciously retreated repeatedly, and then turned around and ran away.

This is the sword-controlling technique, the real sword-controlling technique!

Moreover, the Taoist priests behind were gasping for a cold air. This was not the Qi Refining Master, but definitely a sword-controlling technique that only the master of Killing Dan can use!

Wang Wendu can survive, probably because he is merciless. After all, he is a Taoist priest from Guoguan and has an extraordinary identity.

Seeing the monks running away, there was a lot of people in the distance, and there was movement on the ridge, north and south sides. The leader of the Taoist priest stamped his feet and said, "Go!"

The Taoist priests and monks ran away. While they had the strength to suppress Ao Yingying's statue, they boarded the boat and retreated to the other side of the river.

Ding Zhuang on the Heshen Slope and the rural guards led by Zhong Shancun all noticed the movement of the Heshen Temple and rushed over. At this moment, a big rock fell to the ground in Zhongyao's heart.

Just behind him, several vine silks were kneaded into pieces, pressing against the ground from his waist, holding him up without softening on the ground.

It was the first time I tried real sword control skills, and his sword was really adventurous.

He was very familiar with the heaven and earth energy that the Taoist priests in this country set up a formation plate, and they were not a god but a request for the gods.

He had to take risks, who knew what kind of gods could be invited? If he was stronger than Guan Yun, he could not escape from the earth here, and Ao Yingying could not help, so he had to use the magical method of the land and transform into a god general of the land, and he would be in danger of revealing his feet.

Instead of revealing the gods' followers, it is better to let the other party misjudgment his cultivation.

Just now, I used spiritual energy to dissect the bamboo. The innate circulation had not disappeared. So I simply released the Fengyingyue Bamboo Sword given by Xiaozhu and shot it directly with spiritual energy.

After all, I have never learned the authentic sword control technique. This sword is not a success. Even if the real sword control technique only cuts the body, it will control spiritual energy and kill it with energy. It will not penetrate into the target's body like an ordinary sword, nor will it be stuck.

Fortunately, he has been nourishing the Yuezhu Sword with spiritual energy. Although he cannot be considered a complete success in his attack, the innate cycle between him and the sword has not been broken, and the sword has returned safely.

After collecting the Fengyingyue Bamboo Sword and the Demon-Bundle Rose, Zhongyao slowly walked to the green bamboo, sat down and picked up the green bamboo, and showed off the appearance of continuing to cut the bamboo.

The residents of Heshenpo, as well as Zhong Shancun and others are coming soon, and they are in full shape.

When I sat down, I felt that my soul was extremely heavy and I could hear the crying sounds faintly.

Looking at the Jianghu guests lying on the ground, there was a pool of bleeding under them. The little half was struggling and moaning, and most of them were gone. Zhongyao knew that the crying was emitted by the souls that were flying. Under his soul, the pottery bowl should have been covered with another layer of dirt, and even more cracks.

Killing people really reduces merit. Although all those who kill are tourists, after the end of this matter, you should receive merit. There are still some profits, but those who come in and out are uncomfortable in the end.

At this time, Zhongyao had a problem and would not do anything like fighting against a hundred things in the future.

What he is really good at is farming... No, operation, operation produces stronger power. Why should we take risks when soldiers come to block the water and soil?

It was actually very dangerous just now!

There was no purple luo or Xiaozhu around him, so he was actually very panicked. Now that he sat down, his hands were shaking, his legs were numb, and his throat became dry.

So when Zhong Shancun brought the village guards up, he couldn't speak. He just waved his hand and stopped Zhong Shancun from coming to check the situation. He pointed at the tourists on the ground and signaled to clean up the battlefield first.

The people who ran from Heshenpo were originally from Shujia Town. They only thought that there was a thief who wanted to fight the Heshen Temple, so this was naturally not tolerated by them.

When they arrived in front of the Heshen Temple, they were stopped by the town guards and saw a corpse on the ground. The young town master was sitting in front of the temple gate, leisurely cutting the bamboo with his hands, like an immortal, and he couldn't help but kneel down one after another. He called the village master to be mighty, but in his heart he was calling for the immortal to bless him.

"I said you immortal Banban..."

A female voice suddenly came from the temple, followed by a fog rising, and a long dragon faintly condensed on the River God Temple, turning those who were kneeling into lying on their siding side.

The river god appears!

"You are very useful to worship him, so you should worship me!"

The long dragon roared, "This river has a territory next to the river, they are all old... I protect you! I am blessing you!"

Ao Yingying broke through the suppression and ran to the Heshen Temple.

People were both afraid and happy, and kowtowed in a state of obsession. After a long time of trouble, they were driven away by the township guards.

The woman with big black hair and waves walked out of the temple, leaned against Zhongyao, and sat down blankly as she watched him cut the bamboo.

After watching it for a while, she chuckled, "The hands are shaking like that, and she is still pretending!"

Zhong Yao smiled bitterly: "This will be much better. If you saw it just now, you would have thought I was playing the piano."

Ao Yingying clenched her fist and pounded it on his shoulder: "But you are also qualified to pretend. Those tourists from the world are simple to pack up. That Taoist priest was not easy to escape my teeth. Your sword is so beautiful!"

The evil dragon will not say thank you. Even if the skewers are so full of food, I have never said that, so I will naturally not say that at this moment.

But Zhongyao knew that she was just saying thank you. She was not guarding the River God Temple and letting those Taoists break in. She ended up performing on stage.

He talked straight to Ao Yingying, and he smiled and said, "Your family, why should you say this nonsense?"

Ao Yingying shrugged: "Okay, then I'll tell the truth, it's really funny that you are so calm."

Zhong Yao met tit: "Did you look very beautiful when you were pressed by Du Jianglong just now?"

Ao Yingying's facial features were misaligned and she gritted her teeth hatefully: "Those guys must pay the price! I will definitely grab a few and cut the skewers when I dare to cross the river next time!"

Zhong Yao agreed and applauded, and he had to have this momentum. The repelling of the Taoist priest of Guoguan just now does not mean that the crisis in Guanshan has been resolved. On the contrary, greater danger is coming. Ao Yingying, the river god, must guard the ditch in front of Guanshan Gate.

Not long after the scene was cleaned up, Zi Luo, Xiao Zhu, Damn Old Man, and even Elder Zhong and Bo Honghu all came to the Heshen Temple and brought a large group of people. Not only the town guards, but also all the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Just in the Heshen Temple, Zhong Yao discussed the next step with everyone. Ao Yingying naturally did not appear. She had not laid a suitable human identity like Zi Luo, so she had to listen with the statue of the god. Her statue of the god is still just a lump of earth now.

"Your mother and your ultimate uncle were not found?"

Zhong Zhiqiang also came, and the first question was asked Zhong Shancun. After getting a definite answer, his face suddenly turned ashen.

Zhong Yao sighed secretly. The two of them might be kidnapped by the uncle's family or defected to the uncle's family. But looking at Zhong Zhiqiang's face and Zhong Shancun who didn't want to say more, you know that the latter is more likely.

Zhong Zhi forced himself to cheer up and talked about the serious matter: "The uncle's family should not be afraid. At this time, the person in charge was Shu Tianxiong's younger brother Shu Tianlang. This person's foundation is in Jiangkou City, Duguo. There are many people who are dissatisfied with him. At this time, Shu Tianxiong's son has not yet come back. He must have blocked the news and wanted to seize the position of head of the family."

"Without Shujia Town's industry, Shu Tianlang has some business in Jiangkou City, and he can't support much space. At most, he will go to the city lord and even the county magistrate to inform them of the news and act as a guide."

He didn't want to say it, and Zhong Yao said: "The safety of Uncle Zhizhong and Aunt She is very worrying. I will find someone to check the news and try to rescue him."

The old man continued, "The National Temple is not afraid of it. The Taoist priest was just walking outside the name of the National Temple and doing some private work. When the Taoist priest told the National Temple to stand up for him, it would take at least a few months."

The old man was knowledgeable and explained the situation in a few words: "But when the uncle's family was in trouble and the Guoguan was defeated, they would always be on the county magistrate of Du State. The dragon energy of the gray river condensed, and it must have entered the eyes of the county magistrate. The Taoist priest who brought the statue of Du Jianghe suppressed it is probably the Taoist priest of the Sanjiangkou River God Temple in Jiangkou City. That temple is also called the County politician, and has always been the hub for the county magistrate to control the affairs of the Shinto in the county."

"In the eyes of the county magistrate, the one that is valuable at the moment is the Huihe Dragon Qi. He should not dare to include Guanshan in the territory, otherwise it will attract suspicion from Wanguo and Luoguo, and then trigger a battle for dragons. Judging from Duguo's current actions, he is naturally unwilling to start a war early. He just needs to let the Huihe River God surrender to the Dujiang River God and bring the Huihe Dragon Qi into Dujiang River, which is enough."

Speaking of this, a cold snorted faintly in the temple, and everyone was shocked, but Zhong Yao and the old man were smiling indifferently and ignored it.

The old man continued: "The village master used a sword to kill the Taoist priests of retreating to the country and injured the gods. In their eyes, it was at least the realm of the Grand Master of Jiedan."

"Then the matter is clear in their eyes. If the village master and the strong people around the village master are solved, Guanshan is the one in Du Guo's pocket."

"As for how to solve it, the best way to deal with monks based on the habits of the county magistrates and other humanitarian officials is not to drive other monks, but to use county soldiers to explore the virtual and real corpse roads, and then use Taoist soldiers and county magistrates to siege them, so as to ensure that everything is in control and be foolproof."

Zhong Yao said sympathetically: "I will lose again... no, I will commit a lot of murders."

The old man nodded heavily: "Yes, I estimate that within three to five days, there will be at least a thousand county soldiers, hundreds of soldiers, and Taoist priests who are enough to suppress the monks here, and come here under the name of advocating Guanshan affairs for the uncle's family."

The old man shook his head in annoyance again: "It's a pity that I have a state of vain and have no cultivation, so I can't do anything."

Except for Zhongyao, the others didn't know the old man's background. They didn't listen to the next sentence, but were only buzzed by the previous sentence.

Whether it is the Zhong family or the Bo family, the population was only more than one thousand people in the past thousand years, but now there are such a number of soldiers coming here. And they are not ordinary people without cultivation, let alone those Taoist priests with the ability to invite gods, those Taoist soldiers are specially used to surround and kill monks. A team of Taoist soldiers in a team of ten people only have the ability to surround and kill Qi Refining Masters in the early stage of foundation building.

Elder Zhong felt bitter in his mouth and laughed: "In a blink of an eye, it seems like the nightmare is coming again."

But Bo Honghu raised his eyebrows like fireworks and said heroically: "Come here, what are you afraid of? Raise your sword and kill him! Kill until they are afraid, or we are afraid!"

Zhong Zhiqiang asked pragmatically: "Is there any way to deal with it? For example...what should I give the River God to Du? The other side of the Hui River is Du after all, and they should have half of it."

Bo Honghu changed his words again: "It's true that this is the case. Even if we defeat the Du people this time, they may have to send 10,000 county soldiers and 1,000 soldiers next time. There are too many people and they will not be killed."
Chapter completed!