Laozi is the village head

"I want to go, do you think you can stop it?" A hint of sarcasm flashed across the face of True Monarch Jiuyin. The world has really changed. His True Monarch Jiuyin was reduced to the point where he would be threatened by children. In that era, he mentioned The name of his Jiuyin True Monarch, no one can retreat, his name is used to frighten children, it is accurate.

"What do you think?" The girl also ridiculed a little bit, to this level, and even said big words. This is the habit of the devil, and it is performed like this on TV. I don’t know if this fails, will there be a sentence? I will be back.

True Monarch Jiuyin waved two knives, forced to retreat from the daughter, the knife was thrust into his feet, his hands moved strangely, and he felt a gust of wind appearing next to True Monarch Jiuyin, spinning around him quickly. He didn't dare to approach, and struck True Monarch Jiuyin with lightning from a distance, consuming his power.

Suddenly, the wind speed strengthened, and strong whirlwinds converged into a huge vortex. The Xuanwu rolled around at a rapid speed. Yang Feng's expression changed involuntarily, and he kept watching the battlefield with his eyes. He knew the wind. The trouble is coming, the power of nature is the most powerful, but Jiuyin True Monarch didn’t know what power he used to mobilize the gust of wind, plus a weird power to make the wind like a knife. I believe that anyone can touch it. The cut, because the vegetation here was all removed by Yang Feng, so the sharpness of the wind cannot be seen. I believe that if there are flowers, plants, and grasses, they must be crushed at this time.

"Retreat to Wenwen!" Yang Feng shouted, kicked the tomb owner zombies away, and began to cover everyone's retreat. With the speed and strength of the wind, most people can't escape. Once caught, they won't die. It had to be seriously injured, and now I can only rely on the space barrier of Wenwen to stop it.

True Monarch Jiuyin stretched out his hand and turned around in the air. The tomb owner zombie flew past him like him. The daughter wanted to give that guy a moment, but because she was too close to the wind, she couldn't take care of it, so she could only watch him fly. In the past, standing next to True Monarch Jiuyin unharmed, the wind swept through everything. All the zombies and ghosts were shattered in this powerful wind, and there was no scum left. The ground was as if it had been cut by a knife. It's clean and tidy.

True Monarch Jiuyin didn't take the opportunity to escape, but stood there with the tomb owner zombie, looked at Yang Feng and the others, and smiled triumphantly: "Well, do you still think you can stop me now?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let you escape, I can't stop you, but you don't want to escape my eyes." Yang Feng sneered.

"Hehe!" Jiuyin Zhenjun smiled and said: "You have too little knowledge of this world. You can be human beings! Hahahaha!"

Yang Feng looked at this guy weirdly. He didn't know what he was so proud of. Could it be that he still had some tricks that he didn't use?

Soon, Yang Feng’s conjecture was verified. True Monarch Jiuyin suddenly raised his head and gave a long roar. The nun’s little hand waved quickly, and she saw a white light covering people. She cared for the people around her, but she couldn’t take care of the sky and the plane. Suddenly he lost control and fell staggeringly. There is no need to look closely. Yang Feng also knew that the mental shock just now caused all the people on the plane to faint.

There is no way, Yang Feng can only collect the planes one by one into the Jiuxi Spiritual Realm, and then put them on the ground one after another. Life is at stake, and he can't take care of too many people. They are all elites among the elites. They must be rescued, the plane landed safely, and then look at True Monarch Jiuyin, and flew away with the tomb owner. It turned out that what people said could not be stopped and was referring to this. It was really not the usual sinister. Cunning, but he too underestimated Yang Feng. He couldn't run before he escaped from the sky. Yang Feng confessed and was about to chase him. He suddenly felt a few powerful auras attacking him, busy. Stepped forward a few steps, turned around and looked over in confusion. Where did these ghosts come from? This is much stronger than before.

"It's really his grandmother, it's overshadowed by that stuff." The girl scolded depressedly. Others can't see these things, it doesn't mean that she can't see them, but she saw twelve giants, each of them almost five meters long. How high, a huge fist hit the space barrier constructed by Wenwen, and it smashed directly. As soon as the space barrier was broken, these giants would kill the people inside, and several of them also directed at the surrounding airplanes.

"Uncle, three o'clock direction, cute, six o'clock direction, Wenwen you guard everyone, Uncle Baibai's direction at eleven o'clock, hurry up." Nuan hurriedly gave instructions. Everyone can only notice these things when they are close. Those who ran to the plane were definitely not seen. If they were allowed to approach the plane, there would be no need to think about the result, it would definitely be a crash.

Yang Feng and the others moved at the same time. They rushed over at a very fast speed. They noticed when they approached, and then launched an interception. While attacking nearby people, they were directing Yang Feng and the others to fight in the distance. In addition to Wenwen, among this group, only Wenwen can grasp the exact location of these things, but it is also limited to close distances, and even Wenwen can't see them.

"Someone is coming." In the midst of a hard fight, a person suddenly appeared in the eyes of the sky, wearing a cyan gown, carrying a long sword behind his back, with his toes on the ground, a distance of more than ten meters. He rushed here quickly, Yang Feng was busy. Inform everyone.

"Feiyun Pavilion Qingyun is here to help." The man in the cyan gown shouted loudly and swung his sword to join the battle group. The long sword glowing with cyan light pierced like a giant that Yang Feng intercepted. The giant screamed and screamed. Everyone’s ears hurt, Yang Feng stepped aside and handed the battle to other professionals. It was clear that Qingyun’s long sword was a bit special.

"Boom!" Yang Feng was a little dumbfounded. He thought he was so awesome. He killed the ghost directly, but who knew that this man named Qingyun was shot and flew out. If you say you fly, don’t call it. Is it so miserable? It's like being exploded.

Sure enough, Yang Feng shook his head, and picked up the sword that Qingyun had dropped. A hint of surprise flashed in his heart. It turned out to be a wooden sword. Could it be true that the peach wood sword can deal with zombies in the legend? ?However, it is more important to deal with these ghosts first if you don't care about studying these.

A weapon, in the hands of a master, is a wooden stick and a magic weapon, but in the hands of waste materials, even if it is a magic weapon, you can't kill tigers or dragons. Yang Feng fully proved this. The wooden sword is so fast. Stabbing and slashing, he only heard a harsh cry, and then he felt that power dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Baibai, go on!" Yang Feng shouted, and threw the sword directly to Nalan Baibai. Nalan Baibai was the master of the sword. After receiving the sword, the ghost giant disappeared.

"Mine!" Qingyun got up and said these two words very depressed. He hadn't left the mountain gate for more than 20 years. After he came out, he caught up with such a major event. Originally planned, this is a good time for himself to become famous. , But who knows that it turned out to be like this, it was too shameful, and it was still shameful in front of a large group of beautiful women, this person was too lost.

"I know, let's borrow it first." Yang Feng turned his head and smiled and asked: "Is there any magic weapon? Quickly solve the battle, let's talk slowly."

"There are still a few talismans!" Qing Yun was also relatively refreshed, and directly took out three talismans and told Yang Feng how to use it. The blow of the ghost caused his ribs to be broken, and he has completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Anything, you have to pay attention to the counterpart. No, three ghost giants were wiped out between the waves. Yang Feng felt a pity. There were only three. If there are more, this will not solve the battle quickly, but good Now that you can use the wooden sword and the , it is not difficult to eliminate the remaining eight.

"Brother, is it okay?" Jiuyin True Monarch ran away, out of the scope of the sky, even Yang Feng was not chasing after him. The sky is big and the earth is big. From now on, I am afraid that there will be many more incidents, but this is not something to consider right now, it matters. The problem is solved in advance.

"What do you think?" Qingyun asked with a wry smile.

"It's okay, let my daughter treat you in a while, so that you can be alive and well tomorrow.

"Your daughter?" Looking at Yang Feng, Qingyun was very weird. He could hardly imagine that this guy has a daughter and can heal someone. How big is it to get married, fourteen or fifteen?

"You don't know me?" Yang Feng saw some problems, and asked in a puzzled way. Although it was dark, he didn't wear makeup and was not disfigured. It seemed that he didn't know him. This was a bit strange and I didn't dare to say. People all over the world know Yang Feng, but they have special abilities, special knowledge, especially young people. It is definitely 99.9% of people who know Yang Feng, and when you look at this battle, you know it is. Village Chief Yang is now.

"Are you famous?" Qing Yun asked suspiciously.

"No, no." Yang Feng shook his head hurriedly and said with a smile: "Introduction, I am Yang Feng, what do you call your brother?"

"Qingyun." Qingyun said.

"Family name Qin, first name Yun?" Yang Feng asked in confusion.

"It's not me, it's Qingyun, the cyan blue, the white cloud." Qingyun corrected.

"No surname?" Yang Feng was very curious, remembering that there was no surname among the surnames of the Chinese family. Is this another ancient person?

"No, why do you have a surname?" Qing Yun asked reasonably.

Yang Feng doesn't know how to answer, why does this person have a surname!Could it be because your father has a surname, but why does your father have a surname?That's because your grandpa has a surname, but why does your grandpa have a surname?……Looking at Qingyun speechlessly, sighed, this kid is pretty good at everything, but his brain is a little abnormal.

"Let's talk about the situation here, I think you are all very good, how did you encounter this thing?" Qingyun didn't notice his abnormality at all, but was concerned about the problem here.

"We were traveling in the mountains, and a guy was born out of thin air, his name was True Monarch Jiuyin, and he summoned these things, he was beaten by us, and these things were left behind, and then you showed up, understand?" What Yang Feng said was extremely brief, and there was no way to elaborate on this matter, and Yang Feng was worried that once he said it, he would have to explain to Qingyun, such as what the security bureau is, and where does it take care of the rice and the wife?