I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

A few of us hid in the dark and watched Xiaopang beat up Yin Hao. There was no rush anyway, so we just watched the fun.

Yin Hao had no idea how terrifying the power of Xiao Pang's pair of eight-sided purple-gold hammers was. With just one move, he was able to make him retreat repeatedly.

After gaining a firm foothold, Yin Hao had to take Xiaopang as his opponent seriously.

I discovered that this kid was very smart. After sensing Xiaopang's strength, he no longer confronted Xiaopang head-on, but instead held a knife and kept moving quickly around Xiaopang, looking for an opportunity to break through and hit Xiaopang at the critical moment.

Xiao Pang had brute strength all his own, and the eight-sided purple gold hammer in his hand was waving loudly, but he was helpless against the boy. The boy was as slippery as a loach, constantly moving around Xiao Pang, deliberately trying to consume Xiao Pang's strength.

Xiaopang was also a simple-minded man. He used all his strength to chase Yin Hao everywhere.

When I saw this situation, I felt helpless.

At this time, Chi Lang couldn't stand it anymore and directly volunteered: "Brothers, let me go up and deal with him together with Fatty."

"Chilang, be careful. I think Yin Hao is quite capable." The sloppy Taoist reminded in a low voice.

Chilang nodded, holding the sword box and flashed into the magic circle.

Soon, Chi Lang stopped behind Yin Hao, slammed the sword box on the ground, and looked at him indifferently.

Xiaopang was panting with exhaustion and looked at Chilang: "Chilang, what are you doing here? I can handle him by myself."

"Fat brother, let me help you." Chi Lang said, and he slapped the sword box. The sword box opened instantly, and magic swords shining with cold light scattered out immediately.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Yin Hao panicked when he saw Chi Lang coming out.

Just by looking at the magic swords in Chilang's sword box, you can tell that he is not easy to deal with.

Each of those magic swords is extraordinary.

"Don't ask who we are first. Let's fight first. If you win, you can leave." As he said that, Chi Lang slapped the sword box, and immediately a magic sword flew out of the sword box and fell directly into his hand.

A moment later, Chi Lang came to Yin Hao with a magic sword and started fighting with him.

The two men fought each other in an instant, with clanging sounds. Yin Hao resisted with all his might, and for a while he was even fighting back and forth with Chi Lang. But soon, another magic sword flew out of the sword box and hovered in the air, as if someone was holding the magic sword and fighting against Chi Lang.

When the two swords were used against Yin Hao together, Yin Hao felt a little tired.

Chi Lang continued to increase his attack, and the third sword, the fourth sword, continued to move towards Yin Hao quickly.

It was not until Chi Lang's seventh sword came that Yin Hao finally could not hold on any longer. First, his shoulder was cut by one of the swords, and then he was kicked in the chest by Chi Lang, which sent Yin Hao flying into the air and rolling to the ground.

When Yin Hao was about to get up from the ground, Chi Lang finally used the move of Nine Nines Return to One, and the nine magic swords merged into one and fell to the ground with a bang.

Although Yin Hao caught this move, he was knocked away again. After landing, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and the knife in his hand broke into two pieces.

He still wanted to get up from the ground, but after trying twice, he still lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

At this time, a few of us came out from our hiding place and entered the magic circle.

Brother Gu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Chilang, have you been training in Maoshan Sect again? This move seems to be more powerful than before."

Chi Lang smiled a little embarrassedly: "Well, last time I went back, Grandpa taught me a few moves. My brothers have made progress, and I can't fall behind."

As we were talking, several of us had surrounded Yin Hao.

At first Yin Hao thought there was only Xiaopang, and then Chilang appeared, but he didn't expect that there would be so many Laoliu.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with despair.

"You...what exactly do you do...why are you targeting me?" Yin Hao coughed a few times and couldn't help asking.

"Boy, you have done a lot of bad things. Don't you think about why we are looking for you?" The sloppy Taoist squatted in front of Yin Hao.

"I'm an honest person and haven't done anything wrong. I just like to gamble. There's no need to make such a fuss, right?" Yin Hao was still pretending to be innocent.

The sloppy Taoist priest chuckled and pointed in my direction: "Do you know this brother of mine? It doesn't matter if you don't know him. Let me introduce him to you. He is the number one gigolo in Yanbei. His surname is Wu and his given name is Jie. Jie means robbery, robbing homes, robbing the rich to help the poor, and robbing the way..."

When Yin Hao heard what the sloppy Taoist said, his eyes rolled and he nodded repeatedly: "I understand... I understand. Brothers, there are times when we are in trouble. Since we meet here, it means we are destined to meet. Today, I am lucky and won some money. It's all in the car. You can take it."

"How many are there in the car?" Xiaopang came over and asked.

"About twenty or thirty thousand, enough for the brothers to use for a few days." Yin Hao looked very generous.

"Are you sending away beggars? Don't you see there are so many of us? Who will share the twenty or thirty thousand?" The sloppy Taoist rolled his eyes.

"Then how much do you brothers want?" Yin Hao's face changed.

The sloppy Taoist priest stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Yin Hao.

"One hundred thousand?" Yin Hao was stunned.

The sloppy Taoist shook his head.

"One million?" Yin Hao guessed again.

"Ten million to buy your life, that's not a loss, right?" The sloppy Taoist priest revealed his cards.

"I... I don't have that much money. At most I can take out a few hundred thousand..." Yin Hao shook his head helplessly.

"You're a broker specializing in introducing business to those sorcerers of the Black Magic Cult in Malaysia. I heard that each deal you introduce can earn at least three or five hundred thousand. In the past week, you've introduced two deals. It's impossible that you're short of money, right?" The sloppy Taoist grinned.

Now Yin Hao was panicked, he didn't expect that the sloppy Taoist priest would expose all his secrets.

Immediately, Yin Hao's face became even gloomier: "What exactly do you do?"

"We've told you, we're just robbers, so we're just asking you if you'll give it to us." The sloppy Taoist priest said nonchalantly.

"Ten million is too much. I can't afford it."

"If you can't take it out, we can only take your life." As he said that, the sloppy Taoist priest directly pulled out the lightning-struck wooden sword from his body.

"Wait... I see that you are all from a reputable and upright family. It's inappropriate to rob like this, right?" Yin Hao panicked.

"Who told you that we are a reputable and upright sect? Wu Laoliu, show him some of your tricks." The sloppy Taoist looked at me.