Urban Witcher

Chiyue Raksha pointed to Ye Shaoyang and said: "This is your descendant of Xuanqing Mountain, the descendant of Master Ye Fashan, you are going to destroy him today!"

Ye Shaoyang was taken aback, the words "You Xuanqing Mountain" revealed the identity of the scholar, Ye Shaoyang sized him up and said, "Are you also from Xuanqing Mountain?"

"It used to be." The scholar glanced at Ye Shaoyang, his expression immediately cooled down, and then he smiled at Chiyue Luosha: "This kind of small person is not worth my shot, but since it is Yuehua's order, I will naturally do it. "

"It's really nasty." Sibao made a vomit posture, and said, "Is it popular for you to have a date in Taiyin Mountain now?"

The scholar didn't speak, and walked slowly towards Ye Shaoyang, the long sword from his waist flew out automatically, and black air overflowed for a while. Ye Shaoyang could tell at a glance that it was a Dao sword.

The so-called Dao sword is the sword refined by Taoist priests and used to cast spells. Although it sometimes looks similar to a swordsman in a close combat, it is completely different.

Ye Shaoyang's Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword is also a Taoist sword in the final analysis.

As soon as the Dao sword appeared, Ye Shaoyang was sure that the scholar in front of him must be a Taoist priest—at least he must have been when he was alive.

"Are you from Xuanqing Mountain?"

Ye Shaoyang took two steps forward and said coldly.

"So what?"

"My Xuanqing Mountain disciple actually entered Taiyin Mountain!" Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth angrily.

After the death of a sorcerer, it is best to go to reincarnation and keep a clean name for the rest of your life. Working in the underworld is also an option. If you stay in the human world, there are ways to reduce the possibility of being caught by a mage. Those who are generally reluctant to have mana and don't want to be controlled in the underworld, so they are "loose immortals" in the human world. Generally, they don't do bad things and get caught. That is to say, I will be educated and work as a hard labor in the underworld.

Masters who stay in the human world to practice evil after death are indeed despised by people, and they will be punished if they know the law.

Once caught by the underworld, immediately shatter the soul, and after the essence gathers the soul, throw it into the bottom of the living hell, forever.

If a sect produces such a mage who goes to Taiyin Mountain, it will be a great shame to the entire sect, let alone such a big sect as Xuanqing Mountain. Ye Shaoyang has never heard of such a person in the history of Xuanqing Mountain. Standing in front of him Yes, but the first one. Ye Shaoyang, as the headmaster of Xuanqing Mountain, how could he not be furious.

"Pindao is Ye Shaoyang, the thirty-eighth generation head teacher of Xuanqing Mountain, and I will kill you today to clean up the sect!" Facing the scholar, Ye Shaoyang did not hide his identity, and said it coldly.

"You are the head teacher of Xuanqing Mountain?" The scholar frowned, then nodded slowly, "Since Ye Fashan's descendants are in the Taoist sect, they must not be mediocre... The sword on your body is the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword?"

Ye Shaoyang drew his sword in his hand and said, "Want it?"

The scholar sneered and said: "Today is my chance, the Seven-Star Dragon Spring Sword... If the Seven-Star Dragon Spring Sword is all in Taiyin Mountain, how can there be Xuanqing Mountain Daomen in the world?"

These words made Ye Shaoyang even more angry. Extreme anger can often erupt with powerful force in a death fight, but in normal martial arts, this kind of emotion is unacceptable, otherwise people will easily lose their composure because of emotions. judge. Since this scholar had an affair with Chiyue Luosha, he must not be an ordinary person. Ye Shaoyang knew that he should not be underestimated, so he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and waved at him.

"Very good, let me, a senior, teach you today what is the real Taoism of Xuanqing Mountain!"

After the scholar finished speaking, he formed seals with his hands, and the Dao sword flew in the air, passed through the silver light fragments, and went straight to Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang snorted coldly, held the Seven Star Longquan Sword in his hand, and also went up to meet him, and said loudly: "None of you should go up, I'll kill this traitor!"

Sibao originally wanted to help, but when he heard this, he stopped immediately, turned his head to the monk and said, "Come on, Lord Bao, I will meet you. I said, you are also a monk from Wuzhou Mountain, right?"

"What Wuzhou Mountain! Buddhism on earth, what kind of thing, this deity is Zizai Venerable of Duobao Temple in Taiyin Mountain!"

"Shut up, don't talk too much!" Chiyue Luosha shouted.

Venerable Zizai laughed loudly and said, "Your Majesty is afraid that I will reveal the secret? What does it matter to a group of dead people!"

"You turn them into dead people first!"

"This deity is here! Little monk, suffer death!" The Venerable Zizai also passed through the silver fragments and ran towards the Four Treasures. On the way, a circle of flames suddenly appeared on his body, and the air seemed to be burned instantly. Everyone felt the rise in temperature, and there was also an evil force that eroded people's souls.

Mao Xiaofang immediately drew a talisman and arranged a barrier to block the evil power in the flames, Daoyuan Daoyuan also came to help, and blessed the barrier together.

Seeing that the old guy was very powerful, Sibao didn't dare to be negligent. He immediately sacrificed the crane spirit lamp, blew out the Bodhi real fire at the Venerable Zizai, and shouted: "I will fight you hard, see if it's your evil spirit!" The fire is fierce, but my Bodhi's real fire is more powerful!"

Once the two flames came into contact, there was no collision as imagined, but like two poles of a magnet, they instantly fused together and entangled and consumed each other.

From the mouth of the Zizai Venerable, there was a strange chatter, which looked like madness.

Sibao suddenly felt that his mana was being consumed rapidly. Although he was promoted to the Arhat tablet not long ago, his mana was profound, but the old guy on the other side seemed to have more mana than his own. Throwing it away, he formed a seal with one hand, continued to manipulate it to spray flames, and took out the golden bowl with the other hand, and pointed it at the Zizai. But soon both hands felt strained, and suddenly saw Wu Jiawei standing next to him, watching the battle, and shouted angrily: "Baimei!"

Wu Jiawei said, "What?"

"What the hell are you looking at, right?"

Wu Jiawei said with a confused face: "Aren't you going to challenge him one-on-one? Do you need me?"

"Single out your sister, goats need to be singled out, and I didn't say I want to be singled out! Even if I am a meat shield, I still need your output to help, otherwise how can I get the head!"

"Um, I thought you Taoist priests would fight Taoist priests, and monks would fight monks one-on-one. Well, I need to tell you!" Wu Jiawei pulled out his Zangfeng sword and rushed forward.

Behind the scholar and Venerable Zizai, the dozen or so yin puppet generals and all kinds of evil things rushed into the barrier together—the barrier arranged by Chiyue Rakshasa is a deadlock, that is to say As long as the barrier exists, it can be entered from the outside, but it is difficult to rush out from the inside. In other words, this is a never-ending battle. (Yesterday, post late. Sorry sorry) nt