The Immortal of the Yin and Yang Realm

Chapter 715 Qiu Xian

"Photo, Nanming Lihuo, help me kill evil spirits."

The head of the Lu family held the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword, and touched the fire talisman on the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword. Then he shouted loudly, and swung the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword at the wooden building, and a series of fire talismans It flew out and landed in every corner of the wooden building.

"Boom, bang."

The fire talisman fell on the wooden building. The moment it touched the wooden building, the fire talisman ignited a burst of fire, and then the wooden building ignited a burst of fire. The wooden building burned out in the blink of an eye. The three-story wooden building It burned out in the blink of an eye.

After the wooden building burned, the scene inside was revealed. On a wooden floor, an old man was kneeling next to a coffee table. Behind him was a small table with a knife rest on it. There is a Japanese sword on the knife rest

"You three, it is unbecoming of you to act like this."

The old man looked at the three heads of the Lu family who appeared in the yard, and said slowly. When he spoke, there was a hint of coldness on his face. It seemed that he did not take the three heads of the Lu family seriously. , after all, he has killed a lot of foreign Chinese people, and he has a very low view of the Chinese people's martial arts level. As long as he picks up the sword behind him, these people will be three points weaker. When the time comes, he, the master of swordsmanship, will take action. They are easy to capture, and killing them is as easy as killing a pig.

The head of the Lu family held the demon-slaying sword and took out a bunch of talismans from the talisman box on his waist. He wiped the talisman paper on the sword. He kept chanting incantations in a low voice, and kept making seals with his hands. From this glance, he knew that he was a Taoist master. Although he didn't know what kind of talisman the talisman was, his aura seemed very powerful, and there was something unknown about it. It feels like a powerful feeling.

The worshiper Xu Da is holding the demon-conquering pestle in his hand, and Buddha light is constantly surging all over his body. He is also chanting this Buddhist sutra constantly in his mouth. He is doing Buddhist mudra with one hand in his hand, and his eyes are flashing with golden light from time to time. At a glance, it is A powerful Buddhist.

Compared with the two of them, Butler Wei seems ordinary. Butler Wei holds a big gun in his hand, with the tip of the gun pointed on the ground. There is nothing strange about it. It feels like Butler Wei is like a guard of these two.

The three of them looked at the Japanese old man sitting on the wooden floor, and saw that the old man was dressed in ronin clothes, but he had no hair on his head. He was bald. He was kneeling on the wooden floor, with the table in front of him nothing on

"Cunning Chinese."

When the old man from Japan saw the head of the Lu family and Xu Da worshiping like this, he knew that these two people were chanting the mantra in advance. If they finished chanting, it would be enough for him to drink a pot, so the Japanese The old man squinted his eyes, opened his mouth to curse, then pushed his legs hard, stood up, turned around in mid-air, and got the Japanese sword on the knife holder behind him. He used the Japanese sword's scabbard to lift the knife holder from the small table. A few days ago, he picked up the table and flew towards Xu Dacheng. Then he landed and turned around, kicking the small table on the wooden floor towards the head of the Lu family.

"Bang, crash."

When Butler Wei saw that the old devil was making trouble, while Xu Dazong and the head of the Lu family were still busy, it was time for Butler Wei to step in. Butler Wei narrowed his eyes and the smile on his face turned into a cold and angry look. He took a big step forward with a big gun in his hand. He waved the big gun in his hand and smashed the small table with a knife stand that flew towards Xu Da with one blow. Then he hit the flying table and flew towards the small table of the head of the Lu family. Just fell apart in mid-air

"Bang, crash."

The Japanese old man held a Japanese sword and opened the scabbard. Then he saw a burst of evil energy surging all over the old man's body. He was still a normal old man, but in the blink of an eye, he was covered in red evil energy. His body had more than doubled in size, and he was nearly 100 meters tall. After two feet, the Japanese sword in his hand became as long as a big spear. The blade was wrapped with a trace of black and red evil spirit, and a faint wail could be heard. The Japanese old man stamped his foot, and there was a bang on the ground, and the wooden floor shattered. All over the place

"ah……"

The Japanese old man jumped up with the force of stomping on the ground. The Japanese old man jumped in the air and shouted. He raised the Japanese sword in his hand and slashed it at Butler Wei.

As soon as Butler Wei saw the old devil slashing at him, his heart skipped a beat. He felt like he couldn't catch the sword. It wasn't that Butler Wei was too weak or that his skills were too poor. It was because the old devil was too prepared to strike with his sword. That's enough. This sword has at least 120% of the old devil's strength. It is really not something that ordinary people in the Xuan Realm can easily take. Butler Wei feels that if he takes this sword forcefully, he will definitely be injured. Even serious injury

"drink……"

Butler Wei planned to continue even though he knew he was injured. Behind him were Xu Dachong and the head of the Lu family. Under such circumstances, he could not be allowed to retreat. Butler Wei clenched the big gun in his hands and pointed it in the air. The wounded old man was shot with just one shot. He planned to exchange wounds for wounds with all his strength, and the tip of the spear rushed towards the old man's waist and abdomen and stabbed him.

When the old devil in mid-air saw that this man was not retreating and dared to fight him with all his strength, he retracted his sword in mid-air and changed the direction of the sword from a forward slash to an oblique slash. He also twisted his body to avoid it. The head of the big gun was attached, which made it easier for him to slash at an angle.

Butler Wei turned the big gun in his hand, and the angle of the gun tip changed. The tip of the gun rushed towards the old devil's throat and stabbed it. At this time, Butler Wei didn't care about the old devil's Japanese sword at all. The worst is that you will hack me to death. Then I'll stab you to death with a big gun

"Bang, sting."

The old Japanese saw the tip of the big gun change in mid-air and come towards his throat. He quickly retracted the Japanese sword and cut it diagonally to the side. The blade of the Japanese sword rubbed against the tip of the big gun and produced a stream of sparks. This was considered as a way to dodge. After a fatal blow.

Butler Wei withdrew his big gun and stood in front of Xu Da's altar, blocking the old Japanese. The old Japanese held a Japanese sword in his hand and looked at the small Chinese in front of him. This Chinese's marksmanship is very good. He has not met many people who are right in martial arts, let alone in this one-on-one situation.

"Chinese, I recognize your martial arts skills. If I were still alive, it would be hard to predict whether we would win or lose. But I am already dead, so please go die."

The Japanese old man could have just stood up and been stabbed by the big gun, and then killed Butler Wei with one knife. But out of respect for martial arts, he chose the way of a warrior to end it. How could a dead ghost be afraid of ordinary big guns? Well, now he chooses to use ghosts to deal with living people. He must deal with this Chinese as soon as possible, otherwise the two Chinese will have to finish the chant.

"call."

The Japanese old man held a Japanese sword in his hand. The huge Japanese sword caused a gust of wind in the air and struck down the head of Butler Wei. No matter how Butler Wei resisted this time, he would definitely lose. The best outcome is Steward Wei was seriously injured. The worst thing was that the old devil split him in half with his gun.

Steward Wei was holding a big gun and looked as if he was dead. At this time, Steward Wei thought a lot, thinking about his two sons and me. Grandpa, I also thought of my great-great-grandpa. Butler Wei's eyes were focused, and his face was resolute. He couldn't embarrass my great-great-grandpa. He waved the big gun in his hand, grabbed the red rope, and pulled hard, and the gun was compiled. With a push on his lower abdomen, the big gun flew towards the old Japanese man's face, while he was holding the red rope in his hand.