Ma Chengfeng's eyes flashed with a faint green thief light, and he dodged sideways. But with his sideways kung fu, the old monk not only ran away, but rushed up.

"Demon Dao! Look for death! Ma Chengfeng took advantage of the situation and stabbed out with the Seven Star Blade.

Unexpectedly, the old monk's chest thrust forward, and a powerful air flow erupted from the navel in the middle of the fat belly, which was like a twelve-level hurricane, and pushed Ma Chengfeng's body straight out.

Ma Chengfeng's body was soft, he adjusted his body in mid-air, and firmly grasped a stone pillar in the broken temple with both hands during the fall. The airflow is like a hurricane, and Ma Chengfeng can't open his eyes, and the sand and rocks fly in the broken temple, and the wind is fierce.

"Little bunny! With your little ability, you still want to fight with me Laoshan Dao? The old monk sneered, opened his right palm, secretly knotted a strange handprint in his hand, and hit Hui Fang's father, who had no power to fight back.

"Uncle Zhang! Get out of the way! Ma Chengfeng shouted, but Huifang's father was already frightened and his legs were weak and couldn't stand up, plus he was frozen by the cold for a short day, why did he run?

Helplessly, Ma Chengfeng covered the black wind in front of him with a dust cloak, and jumped on Huifang's father. The palm wind behind his back has arrived, and he ate the demon palm alive. At first, I didn't think there was anything unusual behind it. Ma Chengfeng stood up and turned around to chase after him. "Don't run away!"

He stood up straight, and suddenly felt a burning pain in his back, and with a little exertion, the bones in his back seemed to fall apart in an instant.

The old monk showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and he no longer entangled with him, turned around and ran away along the dirt road.

"Ouch......" Ma Chengfeng supported his waist with one hand, and he couldn't stand on his feet in pain. Uncle Zhang...... Help me down! ”

Huifang's father woke up from his shock and stumbled to Ma Chengfeng. He really has the heart to get rid of the thief now, and he can't go back to the sky! Seeing that demon path disappear into the night.

The reason why he didn't dare to kill Ma Chengfeng just now was because Ma Chengfeng was wearing a dust shelter suit, and the dust shelter somewhat blocked his palm's success. Normal people have already been invited to drink tea by Lord Yama after receiving this slap, and Ma Chengfeng can still stand up without breathing. And during the day he met the old blind man, the blind man was hidden deeply, so that people could not see through and not be able to figure it out, and he did not know if the old blind man was hiding nearby.

He trotted along the dirt road, through the pear groves, and out of the village. At the fork in the road is an ancient boundary monument, which I heard is hundreds of years old. The moonlight was like washing, and there was a figure leaning on the cold boundary monument, and the northwest wind was blowing, and the man's face was white and moving with the wind.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, where is Brother Dao going in such a hurry?" In front of the boundary monument is an elder with a face full of fairy wind and bones, the old man is thin and tall, but in the cold winter Layue is still only wearing a green robe, he is holding a whisk in his hand, and the whisk blooms with dazzling colorful fairy rays by the moonlight.

The monk was exhausted, and he had no intention of entanglement with this innocent Taoist, but he took a few steps forward and just wanted to pass through, but he suddenly felt the powerful aura bursting out of the old Taoist's body in front of him. It was an invisible sense of oppression, as if the rat had not yet come out of the rat hole, and if there was a cat that had been in ambush for a long time at the entrance of the hole, it must have been scared by the smell of the cat.

"You...... Who are you? He stood still and looked at Lao Dao vigilantly.

"It doesn't matter who the poor road is, I said brother! For the Taoist, benevolence is thick, and justice is righteousness. Lao Dao said with a slight smile. It seems that he has become a turtle in an urn, and he can catch it whenever he wants.

"The Taoist recognized the wrong person, right? The poor monk is a wandering party who passed through this place, farewell! As the monk spoke, he took a few steps backwards and wanted to take a detour.

"There are some things that you can never hide from the world, and you can hide the past with an umbrella on your head? Those teenage children all know this truth, they have been in debt for five hundred years, and it is time for Brother Dao to repay it today, right? Lao Dao squinted a pair of single phoenix eyes and said slowly.

But how dare the evil monk linger any longer, he didn't listen to his advice at all, and ran out for dozens of meters.

"Huh...... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The old Taoist said silently, and gently shook the colorful dust in his hand, only to see a colorful fairy light passing through the air, like a rainbow. A half-arc was formed in mid-air, blocking the monk's face. He shouted: "Collect! ”

The colorful fairy mangs shouted loudly, and turned into countless colored filaments, tightening and entangled the evil monk. This filament is almost impossible to see with the naked eye, but I don't know what it is, and the evil monk who is holding back is so red that it is difficult to break free.

"Immortal Chief, spare your life! Spare your life! "He gave up resistance and fell to his knees and begged for mercy." Poor road five hundred years ago, it was under the door of Laoshan Mountain, and by chance I got the old man Ling fox fairy Jindan, and now I am willing to dedicate the golden pill to the immortal chief, and the immortal chief let me go! ”

"Hmph......" Lao Dao sneered, stepped forward and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Brother Dao means to ...... It's the same root, why is it too anxious? ”

"Yes, yes, you and I are both cultivators!" He hurried up the pole.

"Is that Dao brother a good cultivator or an evil cultivator?"

He rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment and replied: "I am a good cultivator, and I got rid of the fox demon five hundred years ago and benefited the people......

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Lao Dao opened his big hand and covered the door in front of him, and suddenly a powerful air flow rotated counterclockwise, and the evil monk's eyes widened suddenly, and the scene in his eyes became more and more blurred, and his body became light and slowly floated above his head. He...... He even sucked his own cultivation again!

The evil monk's face twitched, but Lao Dao did not show any mercy to his subordinates, the mysterious power became more and more powerful, his facial features were distorted, and blood overflowed along the seven orifices......

Just when he was on the verge of despair, a burning sensation rose in his stomach, and he involuntarily opened his mouth, and a small golden thing floated out of his mouth. Lao Dao let go of his hand, opened his mouth and swallowed the fox fairy golden pill into his stomach, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Thank you Brother Dao for your gift, since this is the case, then the poor Dao will spare your life! ”

"You...... You...... You...... cough ......" The evil monk was convulsed, his facial features were not correct, and he was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up.

Lao Dao ignored him anymore, took two steps forward, didn't look at it, and shot a cyclone from his fingers just right on the evil monk's navel. I saw that the belly of the evil monk was rounded by the cyclone, like an inflatable ball, getting bigger and bigger.

"No...... No...... No! No! You promised to let me go! ”