My Master is Lin Zhengying

In the eyes, full of fear.

He really didn't expect that there would be such a strong man sitting in this small righteous village.

"Good, very strong!"

The voice just fell.

This guy only felt a dryness in his chest that went straight to his mouth and nose.

With a sound of "噗呲", a mouthful of blood spewed out on the spot.

The whole person fell to the ground on the spot and passed out.

Uncle Jiu saw that the other party passed out.

Only then did he withdraw his profound energy.

The pressure of profound energy disappeared, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the onmyojis who were less injured hurried to Kudo's side.

"Master Kudo, Master Kudo..."

Uncle Jiu, on the other hand, looked at them coldly.

And he said to the onmyoji who were still angry around him:

"Go away, if you dare to step into the poor Taoist village, you will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding onmyojis were all so frightened that their legs went limp.

This little old man who is not tall has such a powerful cultivation base.

Let them dare not make the slightest mistake.

They were so frightened that they rolled and scrambled, picked up the injured fellow student and the middle-aged onmyoji just now, and started to walk outside.

Seeing it numbly, he raised his eyebrows:

"Lin Jiu, let them go like this?"

"Brother, these onmyojis are not good people.

In my land of China, I don't know how many bad things I have done.

It's no different from a demon.

According to what the younger brother saw, kill them all and leave no one behind! "

Daoist Qianhe suddenly shouted.

Priest Qianhe was an official in the imperial palace before, so he knew a lot about Fusang Kingdom's style of work.

Obsessed with it, he also instinctively hates Fusang Onmyoji.

But Uncle Jiu inadvertently glanced at the open space next to him.

An inexplicable palpitation made him frown slightly.

But then, he pretended that nothing happened:

"A small third-level onmyoji.

It's just a pawn.

The big one is still behind.

Nan Chenqiu is a literary talent, please tidy up, let's continue eating. "

After finishing speaking, Uncle Jiu walked into the house by himself with his hands behind his back.

When everyone heard it, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Could it be that Uncle Jiu still wants to put a long line to catch big fish?

Let Jiu Ju send a few stronger masters over?

It seems that there are other meanings...

Nan Chen pondered for a while, and felt that it should be possible.

The Jiuju faction does all kinds of evil in my Central Plains, but it's about the same.

Especially in recent years.

The warlords of the Central Plains were separated, and the Jiuju faction even contacted the military department of the Fusang Kingdom.

I don't know how many people in the Central Plains have been harmed.

It's no different from a cult, it's just a proper demon way, even if you kill ten thousand of them, you won't get rid of your hatred...

Uncle Jiu is upright and jealous of evil.

In the face of these guys, show mercy.

It is very likely that it is to put a long line to catch big fish.

I want these people to report back and attract stronger ones.