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Deep in the courtyard, a man sat up from the bed.

Beside him, a white, naked woman lies.

The man frowned when he heard the movement outside, got up and got out of bed, put on the Taoist robe next to the bed. Behind him, the woman turned over with unfulfilled desire: "Immortal Lord, where are you going?"

The Taoist snorted, stepped out, and looked far outside the courtyard. At this moment, a head flew up the wall, flipped a few times in the air, and fell down.

The Taoist's vision became colder and colder.

With a bang, the wooden door opened, and a man was on fire, bent his body and broke into the door. In the door, several other Taoist priests with deer-headed rats were holding swords and hurriedly avoiding it.

"Senior Brother Zhanglong!" Someone shouted. Then, a graceful figure rushed in from outside. The man shouted loudly, and the big sword with three iron rings on the back of the knife slashed hard at the graceful figure. At this moment, the metal friction sounded, and the brilliance burst out. The figure of Liu Qing flashed in his eyes, and then he felt a sore throat, and the heaven and earth rolled in his eyes.

On the other side of the wall, a man yelled and jumped down, trying to take advantage of the accumulated attack to slash at a little girl below. An arrow light hit him, instantly piercing into his chest and swept him back. Although the little girl was small, her chest had developed and slipped like water. She was holding a sharp short sword in her hand, and her flexible and changeable body. With the technique called "Flying Swallow Flash", she suddenly reached behind an enemy. When she jumped from his back, the man's throat pulled out of blood and fell down.

In the distant corner, a maid hid there in fear and watched all this. Although these Taoist priests and guards were numerous, the four women and cats that rushed in seemed to be unilaterally massacre.

Of course she knew how powerful these Taoist priests in Panlong Temple were. They were in this area now, but even the government dared to provoke a place where the government did not dare to provoke him. They bully men and women and do everything they could. The maid looked very good, and she had an affair with several of them. A few days ago, I remembered that when I was young, I was ridiculed by a girl from the same village. Although many years later, I had a moment of thought and said to one of the Taoists. The Taoist actually came to the woman with her companions, beat her husband half to death, and pulled the woman into the house and took off her clothes. The people in the village did not dare to say anything.

Now, these arrogant Taoist masters are like weak and powerless grasshoppers who like to jump, beheaded, burned, cut, and roared in front of these four young women, and are all in a tragic situation.

She just felt that they were like female devils walking out of hell, cold and terrible, with evil spirits all over their bodies, but they contained the beauty of flower buds, as bright as early spring. The two swords were like dragons, with blood flying, the ground was frozen and the sky was cold, shining with people. All kinds of dislocation, twisted, conflicting, and entangled pictures were intertwined, powerful and stunning.

She saw the black cat and grabbed one of them, and the man fell down in blood. The black cat looked at her, and she immediately turned around and ran away, her lower skirt inside her skirt was wet.

Behind them were corpses, two girls Liu Qingse and Hongshang rushed into the last courtyard gate, and shouted, and a big tree flew horizontally towards them like a wheel. One of them was raised, the other girl squatted down, and the trunk flew past them, and with a bang, it hit both sides of the stone gate.

A tall evil path, standing in the courtyard, with a gloomy face. This evil path is Liu Pu Xianjun, the master of Panlong Temple. Of course, the so-called "Immortal Lord" is just his own false claim. A true Taoist person would never dare to give himself such a nickname. Even a name like "real person" or "sanren" needs to be recognized for certain.

Liu Pu Xianjun looked at the two girls with an ugly face. The girl squatting down held the sword backwards and stood up pretty. The girl in the red dress in the upper lantern actually "flyed" in the air, with her right leg slightly bent, and a faint light of fire spurted out from her palm and left foot. Behind them, the wood rolled to the ground, and two other women, one big and one small, stepped into the stone gate and stepped over the trunk.

"Who are you?" Liu Puxianjun shouted sternly.

The oldest woman asked slowly, "Are you the immortal king of Liu Pu?" Her voice contained the spring thunder that was not triggered in tranquility, just like infinite anger surging under the calm water.

Liu Pu Xianjun shouted, "So what?"

The woman lowered her head: "I just hope... I will give him the last knife!"

The two girls in front of them had already understood it. The girl in Liu Qing's skirt made a whoosh sword, and the sword light shot into front of Liu Puxianjun like an arrow. However, Liu Puxianjun was also very capable. He grabbed it back and smashed the sword with a bang, and then smashed the sword open. Unexpectedly, the sword flew backwards back into her hand with the girl's slender hand.

Wukong was surprised by the sword-like sword technique. The girl in the red dress above had rushed over. With a bang, the flames erupted. Liu Puxianjun danced with his sword to disperse the flames. Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang

After a few moves of force, his sword was already shaking away after the lightning-like weapons were attacked. The next moves were impossible to see clearly. In an instant, both his shoulders were painful. Two swords pierced into his shoulder blades and nailed him. In front of him, the silent but angry young woman rushed towards him.

The sharpened velvet knife pierced his chest. After the severe pain, it was a tear feeling that it pulled down. The blade cut the flesh and pulled it deeply to the lower abdomen, large intestine, and small intestine wrapped in hot air. The Taoist fell down and moved between his own pool of blood and intestines. He struggled and rolled, and the entire stomach and intestine twitched in entanglement, but death was so far away that it was in the sky.

The young woman who had cut him off the caesarean section threw him down and entered the house with a ox-removing knife. Not long after, a woman screamed. Soon, someone was pulled out by her hair. She didn't even have time to put on her inner clothes. She had a full chest and a panic face.

The nearly half-naked woman screamed: "Who are you? Who are you? I know the county master, I know..."

Qin Wuyan sneered and said, "Do you want to know who I am?" He raised his left hand to his face and said, "Look at who I am by yourself?"
Chapter completed!