Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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No, how come there is a Taoist priest in such a remote place?

Spread the word quickly, there’s a Taoist priest causing trouble in Renjia Town!

"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Xiaoli who was petrified on the spot, Qiu Sheng and Wencai hurried forward to drive away the cold and warm her up. They had no time to look into the house with lustful looks on their faces.

Uncle Jiu was so angry at the scene before him that his face turned black and purple, then purple and blue, and it was all colorful and particularly spectacular.

"Don't run!"

Shi Shaojian roared angrily and flew out like an arrow from a bowstring.

Where did these blind people come from? How dare they interrupt my eldest brother and stare at them with such a direct and particularly unfriendly look?

He must not be a good person.

I just feel unhappy, so I'll use you as an excuse to reason with you.

Shi Shaojian attacked with palm thunder. His thunder technique might not be the most powerful in Maoshan, but he was the best in the entire sect in terms of how to withstand thunder. He slapped down with one palm, hitting Xiaoli's back directly as she was trying to escape.

"wrong!"

"Brother, the Ghost King!"

Seeing that Xiaoli was unharmed, Shi Shaojian's eyes flashed. He withdrew his attack and held his sword in defense.

You can say that he is still stubborn even after his death, but you cannot say that he has a problem with his vision.

"brush!"

The eighty-odd disciples were not afraid of the Ghost King at all. They all mobilized their magic power and flew out. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the female ghost Xiaoli and Qiu Sheng Wencai in the center.

The sword shone with a chilling light, and the Big Dipper symbol displayed on it made Xiaoli feel a little frightened.

I wish she would resist.

Xiaoli's mind was in a mess, and her pale face was full of gloom.

People from the Taoist sect are basically like this, they gather in groups whenever they move.

But the one holding the sword in front and holding a handful of thunder jade talismans in the back is definitely a group of dirty guys from Maoshan.

Thunder talismans are difficult to preserve. If you want to keep them, you must use jade plates or other rare materials.

Didn’t these two idiots say that the people from Maoshan can only come tomorrow?

Aren't you all a bunch of people trying to hold your breath? What's the matter? Are you afraid that ghosts will act the same as if they saw a ghost when they see you?

"Ling Xiao..."

Uncle Jiu was about to speak when he turned around and saw that Yang Lingxiao, who had been sitting next to him just now, had disappeared without a trace. Only a handful of lightning was left shooting around.

This... this, what is this?

Shrink the distance into an inch?

Or, Lightning Release?

Uncle Jiu raised his brows and looked at Simu and Qianhe again.

"Brother, don't look at me. I don't know either!"

Taoist Simu quickly waved his hands.

Not to mention Taoist Master Qianhe.

He doesn't practice thunder magic either!

Uncle Jiu: “…”

"Ghost King?"

"You two are also geniuses. Not only did you hang out with the culprit who let the evil spirits escape, but you also brought them to the charity cemetery to challenge the ancestor's pure cultivation."

"You two, very good!"

Yang Lingxiao walked out with one hand on Shi Shaojian's shoulder. He had a handsome face, a straight body, and an unconcealable Taoist aura all over his body.

Just one glance and Xiaoli was startled again.

"Hello, who are you?"

Qiu Sheng asked with an unhappy look on his face.

What's wrong with bringing a ghost? Maybe the ancestor likes lively atmosphere?

"You, don't try to bully Xiaoli. Don't be afraid, Xiaoli, I will protect you!" Wencai followed closely behind, acting generous and fearless.

It’s the best, really fucking the best!

What exactly did Uncle Jiu like about them?

"Shaojian!"

Yang Lingxiao ignored it and with a thought, countless yellow talismans crushed towards Xiaoli. The overwhelming flying sword talismans forced Xiaoli to retreat again and again.

Shi Shaojian raised his hand and slapped Qiu Sheng, sending him flying. He then lifted up Wencai and slapped him twice on that disgusting face that looked aged before its time.

"I am Shi Shaojian, the humble Taoist priest, and I am the Junior Master of the Law Enforcement Hall of Mount Mao. Who do you two think you are? How dare you point fingers at my eldest brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the long sword at his waist, knocking Qiu Sheng, who was about to launch another sneak attack, away, leaving a dazzling crimson mark in the air.

Your external skills are good, and your physical skills are okay?

Don’t you see, this is just the foundation of practice for Maoshan’s current young disciples?

Why do you think you can surpass the foundation of an entire sect?

The disciples on both sides stepped forward, and with great skill and speed, they broke the arms of the two men, and then picked them up in their hands like dead dogs, and were about to break the last bit of their cultivation.

"Shao Jian..."

Uncle Jiu hurriedly spoke out to stop him, but what greeted him was a thick book.

It is undoubtedly the Maoshan precepts!

"Uncle Master, what is Maoshan in your mind?"

What is Maoshan?

Uncle Jiu's eyes were empty, and he slumped in the chair as if all his strength had been drained away. He didn't even hear the voices of his two junior brothers beside him.

What is Maoshan? What is Maoshan?

This sentence is a sure win among sure wins!

"Wait... Capture them first and wait for the eldest brother to deal with them!"

After taking a casual glance into the distance, Shi Shaojian set his sights on Yang Lingxiao again, observing him carefully, trying to find some flaws so that he could trick him in the future.

But the more he looked, the more desperate he became!

This piece of shit has no flaws!

With the peach wood ruler in hand and thunder splashing above, Xiaoli was hit by just three rulers, and her whole body was filled with ghost energy. There was no trace of ghostliness left.

He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of pure Yang energy. The golden pure Yang energy quickly condensed into a sword shadow that pierced Xiaoli, nailing her to the ground and dragging her backwards for more than ten meters.

"Smelly Taoist priest, don't go too far!"

Xiaoli was covered in ghostly mist, and a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow was stirring all over her body. This Taoist priest was too weird, so weird that you had no idea what his next move would be or where it would come from.

Surprising!

Difficult!

No flaws!

For a moment, the regret in her heart almost condensed into a rushing river.

"Too much bullying?"

"Where is the evil-destroying warrior?"

Yang Lingxiao held a ruler and shouted angrily, and the thunder in the void exploded inch by inch. When the dazzling lightning fell, a demon-destroying warrior with a bare chest, a ferocious face, chains wrapped around his body, and thunder all around him fell from the sky.

With her eyes drooping, the ghost girl Xiaoli had only one thought left: escape.

"exist!"

"kill!"

What do you mean by ruthlessly destroying a flower? The prerequisite is that you have to be a flower. An old ghost who has been dead for who knows how many years is not worthy of it.

"Follow the order!"

The evil-destroying warrior swung out with thunder in his hand, grabbed Xiaoli's head at an extremely fast speed, and pressed down hard, blasting Xiaoli straight into the ground.

Then they were treated like royal zombies.

"boom!"

Finally, the Evil-Slayer mastered the thunder and turned it into a handful of ashes.

The master of the Thunder Department has a bad temper, and as a result, everyone in the Thunder Department has a bad temper.

When demons approach, just kill them.

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li!"

"You actually dared to kill Xiaoli..."

Wencai's eyes were red and kept wriggling like a maggot.

Xiaoli was the only female... ghost who talked to him. Even if she made a mistake, she was still a good ghost, but this man killed her.

"What the fuck is that?"

A law enforcement disciple slapped him in the face and the stupid look returned to his eyes.

"Junior brother, please be more tolerant!"

"...Your voice is harsh, hissing like a pig. Are you awake?"

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