Urban Witcher

Zhang Wusheng sneered, put away the Nine Heavens Yuanchen Ruler, held the Yuqing Whisk in his hand, and stepped forward to meet the attack. The moment the two were about to meet, Ye Shaoyang raised his hand and played eight talismans. Yin, and slapped him on the back of the head.

Zhang Wusheng reacted very quickly, he turned around abruptly, brushed the whisk down, Ye Shaoyang changed his handprint, and made a hard hit, the two gangsters collided, and the two of them took a step back.

Zhang Wusheng frowned, secretly surprised by the young man's methods.

Ye Shaoyang formed seals with his hands and launched a new round of attacks. Zhang Wusheng also calmed down and dismantled him one by one.

Two Taoist leaders, one old and one young, fought in front of the two armies.

Whether it is the Taoism of Xuanqing Mountain or the Taoism of Longhu Mountain, it is mainly aimed at evil things. Even Xuanyuan Mountain bosses like Xingyuenu are not human in nature and eat magic. But between humans and humans, many spells It doesn't work, mages compete with each other, just like martial arts, one is skill and the other is mana. The effect of magic weapon is not great.

In the eyes of others, this kind of fighting style is not good-looking, and there is no earth-shattering effect at all. Just watch the two people walk around, suddenly high-five, and then immediately separate... After a quarter of an hour, the scene is no different.

Xiao Ma held the bricks and dangled around, staring at Zhang Wusheng's subordinates, lest they go up to help. Baozi sat on his shoulder, stared at the battlefield, and murmured: "This Longhushan headmaster is really amazing!"

"nonsense!"

At any rate, he is the head teacher of Longhushan, the leader of the Taoist sect. Although Zhang Wusheng has always been cunning, he rarely stands out, and he hasn't fought anyone for many years, but no one doubts his strength.

"Crack, clap, clap!"

The two kept changing their handprints and slapped each other vigorously. The sound of the last collision was especially loud, and both of them exerted their full strength. Ye Shaoyang took half a step back, but Zhang Wusheng took several steps back.

Ye Shaoyang didn't give him a chance, so he jumped over and took advantage of him not standing still, and made a sudden move. Zhang Wusheng didn't raise his breath, and rushed to fight. Ye Shaoyang flicked him between his eyebrows. He felt shocked and dazzled. Instinctively counterattacked, but Ye Shaoyang had already fully grasped the situation. After a few rounds, he found a big opening in him, and then hit him hard, Zhang Wusheng knelt down on one knee, and Ye Shaoyang went around behind him, and pressed hard on the back of his neck. Came for a while.

"Ah!" Zhang Wusheng screamed, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"General!!"

Among Zhang Wusheng's subordinates, several officers were about to rush forward immediately. Ye Shaoyang pressed Zhang Wusheng's neck with one hand, and scolded: "Don't come here!"

The group of people didn't dare to move immediately.

Xiaoma and Baozi immediately flew to Ye Shaoyang's side, standing on the left and right to protect him.

Ye Shaoyang turned Zhang Wusheng over and found that his forehead was knocked on the ground, and his skin was scratched, but the damaged skin looked weird, so he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and found that the skin was a little curled, and when he wiped it harder, the blood flowed down on the spot up.

The three of them were terrified, but the bleeding stopped after only a while. Looking at Zhang Wusheng again, his face shrank rapidly and many wrinkles appeared.

"Oh, little leaf, you killed him!" the pony screamed.

"roll!"

On a whim, Ye Shaoyang put one hand on Zhang Wusheng's forehead and rubbed it down forcefully. As a result, the entire face was torn off. Ye Shaoyang wiped off the blood on his face with his sleeve, and only then did he reveal the familiar Zhang Wusheng himself. s face.

Look at the exfoliated face again, which has shrunk due to blood loss.

"It turns out that the face is fake! The Holy Spirit will do it, why do you want to do it?" Xiao Ma was confused.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm afraid of being recognized by acquaintances."

"Ah, Xiao Yezi, tell me, is it possible that the monk is also like this, and his face has been changed, so we can't recognize him?"

Ye Shaoyang's heart skipped a beat. At this time Zhang Wusheng started to twitch, Ye Shaoyang quickly drew a body talisman and stuck it on his forehead, Zhang Wusheng woke up quickly, and fell into a frenzy like those who had just been awakened, but because his soul was sealed, he couldn't move his whole body.

Although his subordinates were in a hurry, the commander was controlled by them, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to yell loudly.

Ye Shaoyang told what happened again (I don't know how many times I have said it, the lines are memorized), and then told Zhang Wusheng about his instilled memory and new identity.

"By the way, do you understand everything? Blink if you understand."

As a result, Zhang Wusheng gave him a big white eye.

Ye Shaoyang stuck out his tongue, "I won't break the spell for you if you don't blink."

Zhang Wusheng stared at him fiercely with his eyeballs.

Ye Shaoyang laughed and tore off the talisman.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhang Wusheng bent over and coughed.

Ye Shaoyang patted him on the back and said, "Old man, you won't be hurt by me."

"Depending on you?"

Zhang Wusheng healed up after coughing for a while, sat up straight, looked around, and said in a low voice, "These are all my subordinates?"

"Yes, you are the general."

"Hmph." Zhang Wusheng snorted contemptuously and helplessly, thought for a while, and said, "Why didn't Xingyue slave kill me?"

"She's in seclusion and doesn't have time to deal with this at all. I guess she doesn't even know you broke in."

"Then who arranged this identity for me?"

"It's her disciple. I don't know, everyone here has been assigned a new identity."

Zhang Wusheng said decisively: "Impossible, they wouldn't be so confused, they naturally knew our identities, and they didn't kill us, there must be a purpose."

"Maybe. Don't talk about this, old man, you can appease your subordinates first."

Zhang Wusheng stood up and looked towards the group of soldiers under him.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at him incredulously, not understanding why he changed his face. But do not ask Karma.

"I made a mistake. They are not traitors, but treacherous ministers from the court. They came to the side of the Qing emperor, and they are their own people."

The soldiers were even more shocked.

"You all wait here, don't act rashly, I... go in and face the saint."

Follow Ye Shaoyang and the others into the palace.

"Jiang is still old and spicy, uncle, you have adapted to your status so quickly." Ye Shaoyang gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Wusheng snorted and sighed: "It's not because of their way, otherwise I wouldn't have come here."

"I don't care about you, the Nine Star Stacked Qi Formation is really scary, aren't we also sucked in?"

"Nine Star Stacked Qi Formation..." Zhang Wusheng stopped in his tracks, sighed, and then stepped in.

Zhang Wusheng had just woken up, just like them before, he felt novel about everything here, Ye Shaoyang explained to him from the side, and the group entered the palace, Zhang Wusheng was even more surprised when he saw the emperor and all the civil and military officials, but he didn't say much.

(End of this chapter)——