The man in black robe heard a sinister voice: "Since I recognize me, I will leave the things early and I can spare you all the time."

Zuan was a little curious. It seemed that this person was quite big and didn't know who he was.

After all, he has been in this world for too short and has been in the court for a long time, so he is not so clear about the name in the world.

This is Sun Ji asked the same question: "Old Yang, who is he?"

Yang Long did not answer him, and his eyes did not dare to move away from the man in black robe for a moment: "If I hadn't recognized you, maybe I would still have fantasies, but when will the strong-browed Taoist, who is famous on the evil path, have you ever left a living mouth?"

"Traditional Taoist?" Zuan frowned. He had never heard of it before. Is it very powerful?

However, he noticed that the two eyebrows under the other party's cloak were indeed thick and black, and the nickname was worthy of its name.

Sun Ji said angrily: "What kind of thick-browed and thin-browed ones? In Yijun, in addition to King Yan, our Sun family has the final say. We advise you not to be ungrateful. Maybe our Sun family can accept you as a guest minister and give you a bright future. Otherwise, we wouldn't know how to die if we die."

Yang Long frowned and wanted him to stop talking, but then he thought, the other party was so bad that it was not much different from talking or not, so he was too lazy to stop it.

The Taoist Thick-Browed Taoist heard this and smiled at the sky: "Hahaha, practitioners cultivate themselves, they understand the world, and seek one's heart freedom and transcendence. My Thick-Browed Thick-Browed is not interested in being a dog for the family."

Yang Long's face was hot. Obviously, in the other party's eyes, he was a dog for people. He was also a practitioner, and he also had pride in his heart. He immediately retorted: "What's wrong with the imperial family when learning literature and martial arts? In the path of cultivation, countless resources are consumed. How can you bear the massive consumption by relying on yourself alone? You are so carefree, but your hands are covered with blood, and you rely on killing other practitioners to devour their resources and cultivation. Who is more noble than who?"

Zuan in the dark was stunned. He didn't expect that this thick-browed Taoist also relied on sucking people's skills? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

At this time, the thick-browed Taoist snorted: "I want to delay time by silly, die!"

After saying that, the black robe waved, and a black mist rushed towards the direction where the carriage was.

"Young man, be careful!" Yang Long hurriedly protected Sun Ji, and the other guards were also facing a great enemy, and they used their unique skills to attack the black fog, but unfortunately they all looked like mud cows entering the sea.

A series of screams sounded, and the guards with a slightly lower cultivation level were already wrapped in the two balls of black fog and flew towards the thick-browed Taoist.

"Hahaha..." The thick-browed Taoist stretched out his hands and directly pressed them on the heads. After a long smile, those people were already sucked into fucking.

"It's so cool." The thick-browed Taoist threw the mummies casually and licked his tongue with unsatisfactory feelings. When his eyes looked at him, the Sun family swallowed with difficulty.

Zuan frowned secretly when he saw this guy. This guy was really very murderous. He also saw that although the other party's practice was somewhat similar to the "Taotie Swallowing Heavenly Art", it was actually a world of difference.

His absorption efficiency is too low. He absorbs all kinds of impurities into his body. If he accumulates like this all year round, his body will have major problems, and his mind will also be distorted by negative emotions in other people's bodies. In the end, he will either die of madness or mental disorder.

He should be at the penultimate step now, no wonder he looks a little nervous and so bloodthirsty.

After he thought about it, the thick-browed Taoist figure flashed and rushed towards Sun Ji directly.

Sun Ji also has a fifth-level cultivation level. He usually shows off his power and feels so awesome, but now facing the murderous aura that is coming to his face, he only feels trembling and weak all over, and he can't even raise the idea of ​​resisting.

At this time, Yang Long roared. After all, he was a seventh-grade master. He saw countless ice cones directly transformed into front of him and stabbed him towards him.

"Ice-type practitioner." Zuan couldn't help but think of Chu Chuyan, and didn't know if she had returned to her master now.

I saw a roll of thick-browed Taoist's wide robe, and a pitch-black mist appeared in the palm of his hand, and the ice cones melted instantly.

Yang Long didn't think that he could stop the other party by using this. He saw a flash of cold light. He took out a spear from behind and stabbed him directly.

The spear was silver and white all over, and the whole body was filled with cold air.

Zuan's eyes were straightened. Where did this guy take out such a big gun?

I just noticed that he was pulled out from behind his butt. Hey, it was terrifying to think about it carefully!

The spear transformed into countless gun shadows, instantly covering the thick-browed Taoist.

Soon, Thick Brow's whole body seemed to be sealed by a cocoon-shaped ice cube.

Everyone in the Sun family cheered, but Yang Long frowned.

At this time, a sinister voice suddenly came from the ice and snow: "In terms of marksmanship, you have reached the realm of great success. Unfortunately, the gap between the seventh and eighth grades is definitely not something that these techniques can smooth out. You don't understand what it means to borrow the power of heaven and earth."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire huge ice cube shattered like an eggshell, and then it exploded with a bang.

A black shadow jumped out from inside, Yang Long was shocked and shouted, "Young Master, run!"

While holding the gun, he went up to meet him, but unfortunately the other party did not dodge and directly slapped his gun with a palm. With a click, the spear that was previously majestic was instantly broken into two pieces, and the other party pressed his chest with one palm.

Yang Long squirted blood and flew backwards. Fortunately, he had practiced for many years and had escaped from the other party's control at critical moments, which avoided the fate of being sucked into a human fuck. However, he had used all his strength and he was lying on the ground and no longer had the power to fight.

On the other side, Sun Ji was already full of souls, so he pushed one of his subordinates off the horse, then squeezed his legs hard and ran away desperately.

In addition, the guards also scattered their money and fled in different directions.

The thick-browed Taoist snorted coldly, waved his sleeves directly, and the scattered weapons on the ground shot out, as if they were tracking missiles, accurately hitting the guards' hearts. So many people were not spared.

Looking in the direction of Sun Ji's escape, he stepped on his legs and appeared in front of the other side the next moment.

"Neal~" The horse was frightened, and the thick-browed Taoist snorted coldly, slapped his palm on the horse's head. The horse shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then died on the spot.

Sun Jize was thrown down in a mess. He wanted to run but found that his legs were a little out of control. He kept moving his body backwards and begging for mercy in his mouth: "Senior, what you ask for is nothing more than wealth. I'll give you the things, there is no need to kill him. After all, this is in Yijun, and there are still many troubles to make a mortal hatred with the Sun family."

At this time, the thick-browed Taoist nodded: "You are right. It is very troublesome to offend your Sun family in Yijun."

When Sun Ji heard him say this, he was so happy: "As long as I let me go, I promise that this matter will not be investigated anymore. Those guards died just now, and our Sun family will not take it seriously. Here, please ask the senior to give up their hands." As he said, he handed over the storage bag containing the things at the auction with a flattering smile.

Zuan sneered secretly, the guards tried their best to protect him, but in the end they ended up like this.

The thick-browed Taoist checked, and after confirming that it was correct, put the bag in his arms, a teasing smile appeared on his face, and then he slapped it directly on top of Sun Ji's head.

"You..." Sun Ji had only had time to say one word before he died, and then fell down softly.

The thick-browed Taoist sneered: "It's very troublesome to offend the Sun family, but if you kill you, who knows that I was the one who took the action?"

Yang Long, who was on the other side, sighed deeply when he saw this: "There is no airtight wall in the world, and the Sun family will definitely find you."

After saying that, he directly slapped his forehead and committed suicide. He knew that he had no way to live and did not want to stay here and be sucked away by the other party. It would be better to stop himself.

The Taoist Thick-Browed came to him and confirmed that he was indeed dead before he mocked him: "Now there is a ready-made scapegoat, how could the Sun family find me?"

He said as he cleaned up the scene, but saw him take out a bottle and sprinkle it on the people who were sucked by him. Then the people died at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, the cold wind blew at night and turned into ashes.

Zuan nodded secretly. This man was cautious and worried that this way of death would easily remind people of him, so he wanted to destroy the corpse.

Then the thick-browed Taoist came to Yang Long and used his fingers to draw the words "Three Three Three" on the ground. For the sake of reality, the last three words were only written halfway, and then covered Yang Long's hand.
Chapter completed!