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Chapter 555 Dead End! (first update)
Xihuashan.

Originally, this place was just a barren mountain. Later, after Taoist Yantian became famous, he lived here and founded the Xihuadao School.

Since then, the mountain has become more and more famous in Kyoto, and many politicians and officials have come to visit and make friends.

Qin Yang was wearing a scarlet mask. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he was stopped by two disciples.

"Stop, here is..."

After seeing Qin Yang wearing a mask, a young man in Taoist uniform became vigilant, and stepped forward to push Qin Yang's shoulder.

When pushing, he also used Tai Chi Mian Jin.

"Oh!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Qin Yang kicked him in the chest and sent him flying.

"Grass!"

Seeing this, another disciple's pupils instantly shrank like needles, and quickly took out an iron rod to attack Qin Yang!

The iron rod came whistling, and the attack was extremely ruthless!

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, one of his arms was neatly cut off by the long sword, and blood gushed out. Some tourists around all looked at the scene in front of them in horror, screamed in fright, and all turned down the mountain Run away in panic.

Qin Yang's eyes were cold, and he slowly entered the Taoist temple stepping on the blood.

The other disciples in the Taoist temple hid aside in fright and looked at Qin Yang in horror, not daring to go forward.

At this moment, the Taoist backyard.

In a room full of sandalwood fragrance, Taoist Yan Tian was sitting on a cattail fan, looking at a string of necklaces in his hand, with a burning light in his eyes.

"Although I almost lost my life, it's worth it to get such a magic weapon."

With his eyesight, he could see that this string of necklaces was a top-quality body-protecting magic weapon, and it would also be of great help to his practice.

Daoist Yan Tian wiped the necklace on his cuff, and sneered at the corner of his lips.

"Jingle Bell……"

Just then, a bell on his desk rang.

Taoist Yantian's complexion changed, and he glanced at a monitoring screen above his head.On the screen, a man wearing a blood mask and holding a long sword is walking slowly.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of Taoist Yan Tian, ​​and he murmured: "It seems that some masters broke into the house."

Putting away the necklace, he picked up the whisk, opened the door and went out.

When Qin Yang approached, Taoist Yan Tian narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Boy, who are you and why are you here? Don't you know that this is the territory of the Western Flower Taoist School?"

"For your own selfish desires, you destroyed my ghost exorcism formation regardless of the consequences, allowing the third elder to escape successfully, you deserve to be killed!"

Qin Yang said lightly.

At this moment, his eyes are indifferent, and his whole body is like an iceberg, standing quietly.

A strong chill radiated from him to the surroundings, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, making people shiver involuntarily.

Hearing this, Daoist Yan Tian shrank his pupils, took a step back subconsciously, and looked at Qin Yang in horror: "You..."

"In order to escape, you used despicable behavior to throw a girl into a dangerous situation as a bait, and even robbed her of the magic weapon, you deserve to be killed!"

"You...you are..."

Sweat broke out on Daoist Yan Tian's head.

He had already guessed Qin Yang's identity, he was the master who placed the ghost exorcism formation in the villa.

"I'm... a debt collector!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yang's figure rushed towards Daoist Yantian like lightning.

The sword in his hand carried a sky-reaching and thorough sword light, with a sharp murderous aura and a kind of eternal desolation.

Feeling the shocking coercion of the sword, Daoist Yantian's expression changed, and he quickly took out a cloth bag.

The whole body of the bag is dark yellow, which doesn't look unusual.Untie the rope at the mouth of the bag, and a cloud of black mist flew out of it.

The shape of this cloud of black mist is constantly changing, like tens of thousands of human faces. From the black mist, there are shrill screams that grind people's ears, and it sounds like the roar of hell.

"laugh--"

The bluish-white Zhuxian sword pierced into it.

There was an even harsher scream in the black mist.

"Break it for me!!"

Qin Yang gave a low cry, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled it upwards like a moon arc.

The black mist burst instantly, and strangely, some green blood sprayed out, fell on the floor and began to corrode.Others splashed towards Qin Yang, but were blocked by Qin Yang's sword energy.

"Brother, let's talk."

Seeing that Qin Yang wanted to kill with a sword, Taoist Yantian quickly waved his hand and said: "Brother, I was wrong before, I shouldn't have destroyed your magic circle, I apologize to you, there are many treasures here, how about giving it to you. "

At this moment, Daoist Yantian was also very entangled in his heart.

He didn't expect Qin Yang to be so powerful. If he really wanted to fight, he would definitely not be his opponent, so he had to stabilize the opponent first.

"Shh!"

A sword light about ten feet long was drawn from Qin Yang's hand, and slashed towards Daoist Yan Tian in the air.

This is the answer! !

"Damn!"

Daoist Yan Tian cursed secretly, took out a whisk from his waist and swept it away.

That Fuchen was also a treasure, he swept it away with a trick, and turned into a three-foot-long white silk thread, and fought with Qin Yang.

Swish swish!
The light and shadow of the sword flashed, and within a few breaths, white silk threads fell like rain, turning into a bald stick.

"cut!"

Qin Yang's tone was indifferent.

As soon as the word "cut" fell, a four-foot-long sword light bloomed from the tip of the sword. The silver light was loud and the sword energy was strong, which made Taoist Yan Tian feel terrified.

The sword energy is like a dragon dancing in the air, unpredictable.

Clean and neat!
Directly chopped off an arm of Daoist Yan Tian, ​​dripping with blood, it was very frightening.

Daoist Yan Tian uttered a howling sound like killing a pig, and quickly took out a red talisman from his arms and pasted it on the wound, the stream of light flashed, and the blood stopped instantly.

"Bastard, you're not done with me, are you!!"

Daoist Yantian was furious, his face was distorted, the fear in his heart became more and more profound, and at the same time, he felt quite regretful in his heart.

If I had known the opponent's strength was so high, I wouldn't have provoked it.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say anything, either solve the person in front of him, or protect his own life.

"I don't know if there will be paper money for you on this day next year."

Qin Yang took a step forward, and the murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Start up!!"

At this moment, Taoist Yan Tian stomped his foot.

The lotus flowers placed at the four corners of the courtyard quietly bloomed, emitting a dazzling light. These four rays of light were intertwined to form a bowl-shaped mask, imprisoning Qin Yang inside.

The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the murderous aura is like a sea!
After imprisoning Qin Yang, the formation turned blood red, and countless sharp swords frantically shuttled through it.

After activating the formation, Daoist Yan Tian hurried back to the room, knelt down in front of an incense table, then took out three sticks of long incense sticks that were as thick as thumbs, lit them, and respectfully respected a yellowed picture scroll on the incense table. Kowtowed.

On the picture scroll is an old man with a kind face, a moon hanging above his head, and a ferocious woman's head under his feet. The scene is extremely strange.

"Master, come and save me!"

Taoist Yan Tian bowed his head and bowed, his voice panicked.

(End of this chapter)