After all, Taoist Qian was the territory of Lei Lanzhong and Gu's four families. He found that his nephew was beaten. Not to mention that young people who didn't know the importance of the matter rushed out one after another, even those mature and persistent villagers were carried away and rushed out of the winding alleys of the village roads and alleys.

After all, the old captain Xu Xiaqian is experienced. Seeing that there are more and more young people in various families around him, it may be very bad to stay. He shouted: "I have a thumping idea, and the wind is tight!"

Before he finished speaking, the old captain pulled out the iron ruler, grabbed the little captain Tang Mo's collar with his left hand, swung the iron ruler with his right hand, and attacked the villagers regardless of concern, forcing a way out.

The other yamen are also experienced black-skinned men. The twelve people are divided into three groups, each with four people alternately, and they cover each other to exit Taoist Qian Village.

The mastermind behind the scenes looked at the tacit cooperation of these black skins. Even if the number of people was small, it was nearly ten times less. The young and strong in the village couldn't help but sigh: "This is an organization to beat the unorganized one. The black skin in the yamen has only practiced the battle formation on weekdays. It is a little bit more profitable than ordinary people, but it can do so. It is really not to be underestimated!"

Xie Yunyan said on his mouth, and found a handful of locust stones, which were flat pebbles from where he found them. He used the method of scattering flowers to scatter the black skins that were about to leave the entrance of the village.

"Crack" a crisp sound of broken tendons and fractures. The eight black skins with alternating attacks and defenses of the two groups were immediately hit by the vital points by locust stones that emerged from somewhere. They were suddenly disorganized and the formation almost collapsed.

When the young people in Taoist priest Qian village saw the benefits, they turned forward with a bloody spirit and bravery. More than a dozen shoulder poles and hoes rushed forward, and immediately beat the old captain Xu Xiaqian and others who were turning back to meet him.

The little captain Tang Mo was very unlucky and was swept over by a shoulder pole on the corner of his forehead. He closed his breath on the spot and fainted on the ground.

The old captain Xu Xiaqian wanted to reach out to save the person, so he pulled the little captain Tang Mo. Unfortunately, several villagers swung their hoes, which scared him so much that they could only turn around and escape.

It’s probably because the black skin of the Yamen has its own Nanba special effects, and the retreat speed is three times that of the advance. Even if everyone is injured and runs wildly, no one can catch up with him.

The young people in Taoist priest Qian gave up when they knew they could not catch up. There were only a few ignorant and rude men who were chasing him. As a result, they bypassed the village head, and were beaten by the waiting black skin and took him away.

The old captain Xu Xiaqian said indignantly: "The little captain Tang Mo must have fallen into the hands of these chaotic people, and the outcome may be very bad. When we left the city and went to the countryside this time, we failed to make a fortune, but it was actually a crime of unwarranted war. It was just that it was difficult to make a deal in front of all the lords of the county government, and it happened to bring these villagers back. Whether they were dead or alive depends on their own luck."

The black skins of Bu Kuaiban are all old people in the yamen. Knowing that Boss Xu is right, they first bandage each other's wounds, and then use water and fire sticks as stretchers. Even if they carry them, they will carry these chaotic people back to the yamen and hand over the work.

At this time, the mastermind behind the scenes appeared. Xie Yunyan was wrapped in the wind, supported by several tigers, and fell out of thin air in front of the black-pised Tang Mo in the yamen.

The Qingshan Taoist Bai'er Hou is so famous. The young people of each family have come to their senses now and know that they have committed a lot of crimes when they beat officials. Even if there is a way of "the law does not punish the public", they all know that there will probably be a few people who will be borrowed from the yamen to kill the chicken for the monkey to see.

So, they found out the reason behind this incident, Xie Yunyan appeared behind him, and they all stepped forward with a cannibalistic face.

The Taoist in the blue shirt, Bai'er Hou took a deep breath, his muscles swelled all over his body, his clothes were bulging high, and he exhaled suddenly.

As soon as the tiger roared the iron cloth shirt came out, a thunder thunder sounded. Dozens of young people around him felt severely hit, and their eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices were bleeding.

Some of them had a slightly weak constitution and simply fell into a coma on the spot, thrusting forward to the ground, and their bodies were thrusting, looking very miserable.

Xie Yunyan chuckled and fell into the ears of the villagers who had not yet fallen, just like when the ghost gate of Zhongyuan Festival opened, the ghost cried and howled and howled the night owls involuntarily took a few steps back.

The Taoist Qingshan faced down with one hand and his five fingers flexed. Tang Mo, the little headmaster who was lying on the ground, was like being held by an invisible big hand, and his neck fell to Xie Yunyan's control.

This scene of shooting from afar, whether it is martial arts or magic, scares the villagers who have never seen the world.

When the Taoist Qingshan held a 100-pound black skin in the yamen in one hand and walked forward as if nothing had happened, the young people from Lei Lanzhong and Gu's family retreated one after another and gave up a broad road.

The scene was like a Taoist holding a water-avoiding bead, wading through the turbulent Lingshan River.

Xie Yunyan couldn't help laughing, and the pride in her laughter could not be concealed.

After all, young people are young people, so some people can't help but rush over, intending to fight to the death to destroy the arrogance of the Taoist Qingshan.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yunyan had already been prepared. With just a blink of an eye, the man was like an inflatable pig urine bubble, which was faster than the speed. He stepped back and took more than ten steps, but in the end he couldn't hold back. He sat on the ground with a butt, and turned back and struggled several times but couldn't get up.

Xie Yunyan still laughed loudly, pressing his right thumb against his index finger, and seeing who was slightly closer to him was just a "finger-blinking power" greeting!

"You guys dare to kill the officials? They are like rebelling! I didn't see that people from the county yamen came, and even I was hiding? They are really ignorant and fearless!"

Taoist Qingshan glanced at the yamen Hei Pi in his hand: "Because you are all fellow villagers, I will save you!"

Xie Yunyan carried the little captain Tang Mo in one hand and came to the reed shed of the porridge market in the market. She shut down the disciples of "Bai'ehou" and sent off Wu Yang's family and carefully checked the injuries of the black skin in the yamen.

The skull cracks, the brain marrow is concussing, and the injuries are really not serious, and they are all at their dying moment.

Xie Yunyan took out the "Chendiu Pill" and sighed: "I said why did the White Tiger Death Pill appear in the world? It turns out that it should be at this moment."

The Taoist Qingshan picked this human pill that was refined by collecting human medicine in his hand, and gently stroked his thumb and nails, and the pill was split into two immediately.

Half of it was applied to the black-skin wound in the yamen, and the other half, Xie Yunyan pinched his cheek with his left hand, forcing him to open his mouth, throw it in with his right hand, and hold his chin open and close it a few times, and directly dissipated the medicine and spread it all over his body.

A young and strong bastard can survive at least forty years and take half of his life, which is twenty years. It can be said that he can save any injury.

Now, when the little captain Tang Mo was dying, he applied the medicine from the White Tiger Death Pill and took back his soul that had fallen into Yincha's hand.

Unfortunately, the earth soul returned, and the black-skin breathing in the yamen gradually recovered, and the heavenly soul was gone without a trace, and he could not recover his consciousness.

Xie Yunyan couldn't help but shake her head: "This person is really spiritual and has really died."

The Taoist Qingshan pondered for a moment, stood up, looked towards Wulong Mountain, and asked from the air: "Shanjun, it is said that it is easy to practice in the public sect. I have a way to hide the truth from the sky. Li Dai Taozao, but it is a pity that the mountain lord gave up nine tiger accomplices!"

The direction of Wulong Mountain was silent for a long time, but Xie Yunyan was unmoved. He persisted until the end and heard a tiger roar echoing in the mountains.

Nine-headed tiger accomplices came one after another, but there was no parents like Xie Yunyan, which was expected long ago.

The Taoist Qingshan didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and pointed it at the halberd, bound the nine tigers into shape, and then differentiated many thoughts. All the shadowless and invisible things like the Yinfeng were put into the ancestral orifice of the Black Pini Wan in the Yamen where there was only the Earth Soul.

The only son of Zheng Mingshi, the young captain Tang Mo, finally opened his eyes and woke up. Looking at his true body in front of him, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Xie Yunyan smiled and said, "Nine Dogs and One Biao! Nine Tigers... What you sense is Lu Wu? Tian Wu? Or is it enlightened?"

The little captain Tang Mo nodded: "The tiger is transformed into nine tails, and the mountain king gives it to the tiger body. I am in the middle of the human face. I have been inspired in the dark. It should be Lu Wu, the guardian god of Kunlun Xuanpu, the emperor under the emperor, a divine beast with a divine nature, equivalent to a demigod of rank0!"

Xie Yunyan smiled and said, "I also got some inspiration. Lu Wu Shen is a fierce divine beast that shocks all spirits, and is also a steward of the responsibilities of the sacred divine nature. It is very complicated. He cannot be regarded as a low-level divine beast. It should be some kind of ancient god and the source of the earth immortal!"

The little captain Tang Mo smiled and said, "Maybe you can match Wulongshan Mountain Lord and recommend it?"

Xie Yunyan shook his head: "What Shanjun wants is to ascend to the sky... It's not impossible to go, but to become the Wulong Mountain God... He has the bloodline of the white tiger, and it is also the preparation of the gods of Kunlun Mountain!"
Chapter completed!