Immortality is above

Chapter 127 Chapter 126: Kill the "immortal"

The village chief, Zhou Jia, was soaking his feet when he heard the rapid sound of gongs and clappers. He panicked and kicked the basin over, causing the hot water to flow all over the floor.

There was a "bang bang" sound on the door outside.

But he had no intention of opening the door and going out. He just got into the bed and pretended to be dead.

When the great immortal comes down from the mountain, let him face Chen Liubai and fight him as much as he likes.

Zhou Jia was powerless to deal with this situation.

……

Warnings sounded loudly, torches were lit, and the scene continued.

On the archery tower at the top of the wall, the hands of the young and strong rural soldiers responsible for guarding were shaking constantly as they held their weapons, and their faces were full of panic.

Because they all know in their hearts that the ordinary weapons in their hands cannot deal with those yellow-skinned men full of evil nature on the mountain.

But suddenly, there appeared a blurry, densely packed yellow dots, all of which were abnormally tall yellow-skinned people. They stood upright, with a pair of green eyes, which was very frightening.

Hundreds of yellow-skinned men suddenly screamed in unison.

The wind and snow roared, and the sky was completely white.

Human nature is what it is, and there is nothing to blame.

But I heard someone shouting: "Don't panic, don't run. Even if we can escape, what about the parents and children at home? They can only wait for death... Anyway, it is death, it is better to fight with them. Kill one If you have enough capital, you can make a profit by killing both ends."

Chen Liubai looked down from a high position and glanced at him: "In my opinion, those of you who are lining up are just trying to sell your reputation!"

Chen Liubai smiled: "Really? Why?"

Even though everyone has been oppressed and bullied by these yellow men and has become unbearable, but the strength of the two sides is far apart, who wants to die in vain?

"Since you admit it, that's good, hand him over as soon as possible."

Chen Liubai let out a long laugh.

The young men of Liu'an Village immediately recognized it. It was Wong Tai Sin's special sedan.

Rustling, four tall yellow men came forward carrying a soft sedan:

"Who is your Excellency? Which mountain did you come down from? Tell me your name. Don't let the flood wash away the Dragon King Temple."

"What if I don't pay?"

When the great immortal arrives, what should we do?

Chen Liubai corrected him: "It's not about snatching away, it's about rescuing."

The laughter immediately interrupted Huangpizi's scream.

Wong Tai Sin's tone was proud.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, a green shirt, and a long sword on his back. Standing there, he had an air of a fairy.

I didn’t dare to take action against him.

"Kakaka!"

"Insanity!"

But it's useless, the scary sound can still penetrate through.

A dull and stiff tone came from the sedan, which sounded like he was deliberately putting on airs.

Seeing him appear, all the young men couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief and felt inexplicably relieved.

It was the third son of the Song family. He was holding an iron fork and was aroused to fight.

Crack!

Amidst the whistling sound, Chen Liubai fell from the sky and landed on the top of an arrow tower.

"I have to ask you then."

Wong Tai Sin snorted coldly: "But you stole my bride?"

Everyone felt their mouths were dry and their hands and feet were sore. If they had not been able to escape from the village, they would have scattered like birds and beasts and fled for their lives.

That means that the third son of the Song family should take the lead.

Chen Liubai said: "Since you are the local mountain god, you lead people here to frighten people's livelihood. What do you want?"

Among the groups of yellow leather carriages, there was a soft sedan chair, decorated in red, green and colorful colors.

"Ha ha!"

The awe and fear of Wong Tai Sin has been engraved in my bones, and I can't think of resistance.

"It's just the boys under my command."

Wong Tai Sin laughed strangely: "Then don't blame me for being so merciless. If you charge into the village and cause misery to all living beings, it will all be your fault."

The strong men of Lu'an Village on the wall were horrified and prepared to flee in all directions.

Huang Daxian roared angrily. Although it didn't know Chen Liubai's origins, at this moment, it couldn't bear the other party's nonsense and contempt for itself, so it immediately issued an order: "Haierlang, fight in!"

The cry was quite harsh, and it felt like constant friction in the ears, which made people feel flustered and quickly covered their ears.

But everyone looked at him with hesitation on their faces, and no one dared to really move forward.

At this moment, Chen Liubai moved, his sword floated down, and saw the light of the sword lingering, and he faced the tide of yellow skin with his body.

Chi Chi Chi!

Wherever the sword light touched, there was a splash of blood, just like killing a chicken, as clean and crisp as possible.

Everyone in the high place was stunned.

They all had more or less learned about Huang Pizi's evil nature and ferocity. Even one-on-one, even the strongest warrior soldier in the village might not be able to please him.

But now.

Chen Liubai was alone, facing hundreds of yellow-skinned men, but none of them could get close to him.

Areas were stabbed to death, and within a short time, the white snow was covered with corpses, and the white snow turned into red snow.

What kind of fierce swordsmanship is that?

Seeing this, no one had the slightest doubt about Chen Liubai's identity as an immortal.

The previous identity statement was just a guess.

Although Chen Liubai smashed the door into pieces with one sword, the door was a dead object and was not completely convincing.

But things are different now.

At this moment, Chen Liubai had already reached the soft sedan chair. Bang!

The sedan exploded and was torn apart. An astonishingly plump yellow man sensed the danger at hand, and no longer cared about being pretentious, he rushed out.

It didn't come to fight Chen Liubai, but wanted to escape.

Chen Liubai's sword edge has arrived.

"what!"

Shrouded in a wave of sword intent, the great immortal was so frightened that his soul was dying, but he was not willing to sit still and wait for death, and raised his fat butt high.

Bang!

A thick gray-black mist spurted out, like a black smoke from burning wet wood, and a strong and unbearable stench immediately filled the air.

If an ordinary person was exposed to this stench, he would probably become confused and lose his balance.

However, whoever Chen Liubai was, he was already on guard. The escape technique he used ignored the stench, he stepped forward and chopped off the great immortal's head with a sword.

The head rolled more than ten feet away on the snow, its eyes staring unblinking.

"Kill!"

Led by the third son of the Song family, a group of young and strong country soldiers, each armed with weapons, rushed out from the broken village gate.

But at this time, why do they still need to fight?

As soon as Wong Tai Sin died, the remaining yellow men were so frightened that they quickly ran away when they saw that the opportunity was not good.

Everyone rushed outside and all they had to do was collect the loot.

The spoils of war were, of course, a large number of yellow-skinned corpses.

You must know that these yellow skins that have cultivated evil nature can be regarded as blood food level. Their fur is also good and can be used to make fur clothes, brushes and other items, which is worth a lot of money.

Of course, everyone didn't dare to rob randomly, they had to look at Chen Liubai's eyes.

Now Chen Liubai no longer cares much about blood food supplements, so he said to the third son of the Song family: "You distribute it."

After finishing speaking, he returned to the guest room of the Song family and began to close his eyes and rest.

Outside the village, on the snowy ground, faced with yellow skins scattered all over the ground, the third son of the Song family gasped a little loudly. Especially when he saw the body of the great immortal, which was as fat as a cow, he felt even more incredible:

Wong Tai Sin, who was aloof and revered as a god by the villagers, died like this.

Die like a dog...

"Third Brother... Third Brother, what do you think we should do?"

A young man who usually had a close relationship with the third son of the Song family couldn't help but ask.

The third son of the Song family spread his hands: "What else can we do?"

"Do you really want to peel off the skin and eat the meat? I heard that the Great Immortal has a relationship with the immortals in the city, and it is the earth and mountain god after all. If we eat its meat, will we be held accountable?"

Hearing this, the third son of the Song family sneered and said disdainfully: "Bah! What kind of land and mountain god is just a bunch of monsters. If you do evil and bully men and women, you should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

The more he spoke, the more passionate he became: "Besides, they died here, do you think we can still get away from each other? In a word, I, the third child, will definitely eat this meat. If any of you are timid, just Do not come."

After saying that, he immediately put down the iron fork, stretched out his hands, one in each hand, grabbed two big yellow leather pieces, and dragged them towards the village.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who spoke first: "Third brother, I'll drive a mule cart to load it."

"I'm going to drive the bullock cart."

"I'm responsible for boiling water..."

That's the thing. As long as someone takes the lead, the situation behind will be much easier to handle.

Just as the third son of the Song family said, the Great Immortal and a group of his subordinates died outside Lu'an Village. No matter what, Zhuangzi could not let go of the relationship.

In this case, it's better to break the jar. Anyway, if something happens, there is still Chen Liubai on top.

What's more, so much yellow skin and flesh is really greedy.

Even though there are so many of them, if they really had to be divided, it would be difficult for anyone present to get one.

Moreover, after hearing the news, more people rushed out one after another, apparently wanting a piece of the pie.

There are thousands of households in the village, and even half of them will be in trouble.

So if you want to get good meat, you must be diligent and work quickly...

……

"The Great Immortal is dead?"

In the dark and gloomy small temple, Liu Miaozhu looked a little panicked.

In a sense, Wong Tai Sin was like a backer for her. Now that her backer has fallen, her good days in the village may be coming to an end.

Thinking of that scary young man again, Liu Miaozhu couldn't help but have the idea of ​​packing up his bags and leaving for a foreign country.

But now, she didn't dare to leave.

This move is a sign of guilty conscience. If you are discovered and blocked, you can imagine what will happen.

Then, we can only leave it to fate.

……

"Wong Tai Sin was decapitated with a sword?"

After receiving the report from Zhuang Shang's confidants, the village chief Zhou Jia jumped out of bed.

The confidant hurriedly said: "Village chief, go over there quickly. The third son of the Song family is taking the lead over there, washing pots and boiling water, preparing to butcher and divide the meat. Huh, this third son, relying on the words of the young immortal, is now powerful Very good. Village chief, you must guard against him taking your position."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jia's face darkened. Of course he knew that his confidant was giving him eye drops, but the other party was right and he had to guard against it. After all, for many times, the third son of the Song family contradicted him everywhere.

"Village Chief, you are the head of a village, and you should be in charge of the distribution of those yellow-skinned flesh."

"You are confused."

Zhou Jia couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted: "Do you think those skins and meats are so easy to get and so delicious? This is a recipe for disaster."

The confidant was startled and asked: "Why?"

Zhou Jia waved his hand: "I don't understand even if I tell you. Just take a look at it. In less than three days, something will happen. If we don't get involved, we can still have a way out. Those who take and eat, but Too bad..."

(End of this chapter)