The black-robed monk in front of him was exactly 12 years ago when Ning'an county was involved in the Jinsha Gang abducting and selling children. When their plot was broken by him, the black-robed monk escaped and has not heard from him since.
Unexpectedly, one day, the two will meet again.
As the so-called enemy meets, he is extremely jealous. He destroyed the things planned by the black-robed monk in the past, and now his nephew has been seriously injured by him. When they meet, they can't wait to swallow the other party alive.
"Stinky Taoist priest, the account 12 years ago has not been settled with you. Since it is delivered to your door today, then don't leave. This seat will send you a supernatural life."
The black-robed monk shouted loudly, waved the Zen staff in his hand, and the iron ring wrapped around the Zen staff suddenly jingled, like a sound of urging life.
Fan Seng jumped up, his body filled with suffocating energy, the Zen stick in his hand went from top to bottom, and the black light was bright, and he smashed it towards Wang Yan.
In the past twelve years, his cultivation has not improved much, but Wang Yan has not been what it used to be, and he is not joking with the centuries of Taoism.
At the moment, there is no fear, and the imperial envoy Feijian directly meets the enemy head-on.
"Monk, who lives and who dies is unknown!"
The Crimson Sword pierced through the sky, protecting itself from wind and rain.
The two fought fiercely in the courtyard. Although the neighbors heard the movement, they did not dare to come out. They just watched secretly through the crack of the door and the window. However, the Wang residence was covered by a high wall, and in fact, nothing could be seen.
I only vaguely guessed in my heart, thinking about what kind of contradictions have arisen.
However, ordinary people are too lazy to care about the fights between them. These days, people are thinking of doing things on their own, so why would they be making trouble for themselves
What's more, in case of accidental injury, there is not even a place to reason.
The black robe Fan Seng waved the Zen stick in his hand, flying up and down, and his strength was heavy, and all the moves went straight to the key point. The evil spirit wrapped around the Zen staff was looking for an opportunity to invade Wang Yan's body and destroy his foundation.
However, at this moment, Wang Yan used the golden armor to protect his body and protect his body, coupled with the effect of subduing dragons and tigers, his qi and blood were surging.
Wang Yan's Dao Dao Jian Qi not only kept himself in an absolutely safe environment, but also did not have the slightest ambiguity in attacking.
Now his sword qi, compared with the previous one, is naturally not the same, the power is greatly improved, as if it can sweep everything.
Under the pressure of Wang Yan's sword qi step by step, although the black-robed monk had not yet fallen behind, he seemed to be struggling with each move.
The two sides went back and forth, and fought for more than ten rounds. The black-robed monk could not get the slightest advantage from Wang Yan. On the other hand, Wang Yan was calm and relaxed, and he was still able to deal with it.
This situation made the black-robed monk's heart terrified. In just twelve years, how could this person's cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds? Even if he is not an opponent, he will never get any benefits if he continues to fight so hard.
In fact, Wang Yan has not yet exerted his full strength. If he uses the Five Thunder Heavenly Gang Dharma, how can this demon monk fight him for more than ten rounds
However, in his opinion, even if he doesn't need the method of the Five Thunders, his own cultivation of Taoism is enough to overwhelm him at present, so he doesn't need to be overkill.
"Boom boom boom..."
With five thunder palms in Wang Yan's left hand, one after another thunder blasted out, blasting wildly at the black-robed monk, and his right hand was a sword-finger print, driving the flying sword to stab left and right, and the sword qi flew into the air. Jian Xiao was extremely harsh.
The black robe Fan Seng kept dodging while dancing his Zen staff to defend against the enemy Wang Yan. Now that he has turned his offense into a defense, he is still a little overwhelmed.
"Good boy! I have underestimated you."
Although the black-robed monk was defeated, he still admired him sincerely.
"Humph! A demon monk and a demon, they are all raccoon dogs on the same hill, say! What is the purpose of your presence here? Otherwise, Dingjiao will become the dead soul under my sword!"
Wang Yan had learned from the helmsman of the Jinsha Gang that this person was originally a follower of the White Lotus Sect. After that, for some unknown reason, he left the White Lotus Sect and instead joined the imperial court. Back then, he abducted and sold children and said he was serving the imperial court.
Now that he suddenly appeared here, and he was also related to this toad demon, he was uncle and nephew, so he couldn't help but suspect that there was some conspiracy.
"Hahahaha! Such a big tone, do you really think this seat is afraid of you?"
The black-robed monk burst into laughter, but before he was complacent for a long time, he only heard two muffled sounds of "bang bang". Inadvertently, Wang Yan had already been hit with two five thunder palms on his chest, and a severe pain spread immediately. Come.
"Clearly..."
There were several more sword sounds, and the scarlet sword light stabbed rapidly. The black-robed monk carried his Zen staff, and the light scattered. When he met the opponent's sword qi, it couldn't be shattered as smoothly as last time. enter.
With a "chi" sound, a section of the black robe's sleeve was crossed out.
"I won't play with you, boy! If you are an enemy of this seat, you are an enemy of the imperial court. This seat will never give up. You wait for me."
The black-robed monk suddenly changed color, slammed a harsh word, and then flicked his stick, knocking Wang Yan's flying sword into the air, and took this opportunity to escape.
As for the toad spirit who was seriously injured by him before, he had already sneaked away while the two were fighting, and the yard was now empty.
"Want to go? Pindao didn't promise you to go!"
Let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. Seeing the other party flee, Wang Yan is naturally not ready to let it go easily.
He has this Dafa by his side, and chasing a demon monk is an easy thing to do, but Xiaoqing came in a hurry before he took off.
"Master! How are you?"
Xiaoqing was followed by five ghosts, all of them armed with swords, and rushed to help the battle aggressively.
After such a delay, the monk had fled far away, and Wang Yan stood silent for a moment, staring at the endless night sky, and then he just did it.
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"I'm fine! Why are you here?"
Wang Yan took the flying sword back into his sword bag and looked at the crowd.
"Oh! I have already sent Wanlingsan back, but on the way back, I happened to bump into a monk with a very strong suffocation and broke into this place. Because I was worried that the Taoist priest would be defeated, I led the five ghosts to help. "
For their concern, Wang Yan just smiled.
"It's no big deal, it's just that the monster's accomplice has been driven away by Pindao. Now that the matter is over, let's go back!"
Xiaoqing nodded, looking thoughtful.
Along the way, in Wang Yan's mind, the words that the black-robed monk said were always kept in mind. To oppose him is to oppose the imperial court!
Today's imperial court does not care about the life and death of the people in the world, and does not care about the country's society and crops. Instead, it is in the company of evil spirits.
He was not afraid of the opponent's retaliation. As the saying goes, soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover up, and he doesn't care about the court at all.
What he is worried about is that in the near future, the world will really be in chaos, and the people of the human race will fall into dire straits.
At that time, the world will be in chaos, and a group of demons will rise together. As Daoist disciples, you may have to follow the example of a Taoist ancestor, Laojun carrying his sword to save the people.