Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Zhang Wusheng sneered, put away the nine-day Yuanchen ruler, held the Yuqing whisk, and went forward to meet. The moment the two men are about to meet, Ye Shaoyang raises his hand to play eight charms, a wrong step at the foot, slips behind him, one-handed knot India, shot past him in the back of his head.

Zhang Wusheng reacted extremely fast, suddenly turned around, brushed down, and Ye Shaoyang changed his handprints. He made a hard note, and the two smashed into a gas phase. The two took a step back.

Zhang Wusheng frowned, secretly surprised at the means of this boy.

Ye Shaoyang's hands were printed and launched a new round of attacks. Zhang Wusheng also sinks his heart and disassembles him with one move.

The two leading leaders, one old and one young, started fighting in front of the two armies.

Whether it is Maoshan Taoism or Longhushan Taoism, it is mainly for evil spirits. Even Xuanyuan Mountain, such as Xingyuenu, is not human in nature, but also eats spells. But between humans and humans, many spells are Can't use it, the Master has a trick, just like martial arts, one is the skill, the other is the mana. The effect of the instrument is not great.

In the eyes of others, this kind of fighting is not good-looking. There is no such thing as earth-shattering. It depends on the two people walking around, suddenly clap, and then immediately separate... After a quarter of an hour, the scene is not high.

The pony grabbed the bricks and swayed on the side, staring at Zhang Wusheng's men, lest they go up to help. The buns sat on his shoulders and stared at the battlefield, muttering: "This dragon and tiger palm is very good!"

"nonsense!"

Well, it is the dragon and tiger mountain teaching, the first door of the Daomen, although Zhang Wusheng has always been a man, rarely in the early days, but also has not played with people for many years, but no one doubts his strength.

"Hey!"

The two constantly changed their fingerprints and slammed them together. The last sound of the collision was especially loud, and both of them made full efforts. Ye Shaoyang took a half step back, but Zhang Wusheng was a few steps back.

Ye Shaoyang didn't give him a chance. He walked over and looked at him. He didn't stand firm and made a move. Zhang Wusheng didn't mention it in a hurry. He hurriedly fought, and Ye Shaoyang bounced at the eyebrows. He only felt that the soul was shocking and dazzling. Instinct counterattack, but Ye Shaoyang has completely mastered the situation. After several rounds, he found a big flaw in his body. Then he came again. Zhang Wusheng was kneeling on one knee. Ye Shaoyang circled behind him and pressed his neck. Come here.

"Ah!" Zhang Wusheng screamed, his body soft and fell to the ground.

"General!!"

In the absence of Zhang Wusheng, several officers will immediately rush. Ye Shaoyang pressed Zhang Wusheng's neck with one hand and yelled: "Don't come over!"

This group of people immediately did not dare to move.

The pony and the buns immediately flew to Ye Shaoyang and stood guard to protect him.

Ye Shaoyang turned Zhang Wusheng over and found that his forehead was lying on the ground, his skin was smashed, but the broken skin looked a little weird, so he reached out and wiped a hand and found that the skin was a little curled, and then he applied a force, and the blood flowed down on the spot. It is.

The three were frightened, but the blood stopped for a while, then Zhang Wusheng, a dough quickly shrank, and a lot of wrinkles appeared.

"Oh, little leaves, you killed him!" The pony screamed.

"roll!"

Ye Shaoyang had a whimsy. One hand pressed Zhang’s forehead and slammed hard. As a result, the whole face was torn off. Ye Shaoyang wiped the blood off his face with his sleeves. This revealed the familiar Zhang Wusheng himself. s face.

Look at the peeling face again, because the blood loss has shrunk.

"The original skin is fake! The Holy Spirit will do it, why should it be done?" The pony looked awkward.

"I know. It may be afraid of being recognized by an acquaintance."

"Ah, small leaves, you said, the same is true of the monk, was changed face, so we did not recognize him?"

Ye Shaoyang has a heart in his heart. At this time, Zhang Wusheng began to twitch, and Ye Shaoyang quickly drew a fixed-character on his forehead. Zhang Wusheng soon woke up, like those who had just been awakened, into a violent turmoil, but because the soul was sealed, it was impossible to move.

Although his subordinates were anxious, but the commander was under their control, they dared not act rashly and had to shout.

Ye Shaoyang once again said what happened (I don't know how many times I said it, the lines were thieves slipped), and then I told Zhang Wusheng about his instilled memories and new identity.

"In other words, do you understand all of you completely? You can understand the blink of an eye."

As a result, Zhang Wusheng gave him a big white eye.

Ye Shaoyang spit out his tongue and said, "If you don't blink, don't give you a curse."

Zhang Wusheng took his eyes and scolded him.

Ye Shaoyang laughed and teared off the charm.

"Cough and cough..." Zhang Wusheng bent over and coughed up.

Ye Shaoyang patted him on the back and said: "Master, you won't be hurt by me."

"With you?"

Zhang Wusheng had a good cough for a while. He sat up straight and looked around. He whispered: "Is this all my men?"

"Yes, you are a general."

"Hey." Zhang Wusheng snorted and reluctantly snorted and thought for a moment, "Why don't you kill me?"

"She has retired and she has no time to deal with this. I don't think she knows you are coming in."

"Who is this identity assigned to me?"

"It’s her disciple. I don’t know, everyone here is assigned a new identity.”

Zhang Wusheng said decisively: "Impossible, they will not be so confused, naturally knowing our identity, not killing us, there must be purpose."

"Maybe. Master, don't say this, you should calm down your men first."

Zhang Wusheng stood up and looked over at the soldiers who were under his own hands.

Everyone opened his eyes and looked at him with incredible eyes. He didn't understand why he changed his face. But don't ask.

"I made a mistake. They are not anti-thieves. They are traitors in the middle. They are coming to the Qing side and they are their own."

The soldiers were even more shocked.

"You are all waiting here, don't move, I... go in and face."

Followed by Ye Shaoyang, they entered the palace together.

"Ginger is still old and spicy, Shi Shu, you are getting used to identity as soon as possible." Ye Shaoyang rushed his vertical thumb.

Zhang Wusheng snorted and sighed: "Not yet their way, or they will not come here."

"It doesn't matter to you, the nine-star stack is really terrible. Are we not sucked in?"

"Nine-star stacking gas array..." Zhang Wusheng stopped and felt a little bit, and then stepped on.

Zhang Wusheng was just awake. Just like before, he felt new to everything here. Ye Shaoyang explained to him on the side. The group entered the palace. Zhang Wusheng was more surprised when he saw the emperor and Wenwu Baiguan, but he did not say much.

(End of this chapter)