"Immortal Jiang's Taoist skills are truly profound. He's able to beat these tyrants away in a few moves.”
"Oh my god, I don't know what kind of kung fu Immortal Jiang's whip came from, but it was so fierce. It looked like a python that bit people in one go.”
"What kind of kung fu is that? Immortal Jiang's is a Tao technique. Have you ever seen anyone who could cause such injuries with a whip?”
" That's right, that's right. It's not martial arts, it's Tao techniques…"
The surrounding crowd discussed animatedly, praising Perfected Jiang's magical powers. Meanwhile, Jiang Nan, who was in the center, was bowing to Li Mochou.
This was the greeting etiquette of Taoism.
Li Mochou smiled sweetly, unlike the female devil who was widely rumored to have killed people like flies. She looked at Jiangnan with interest and saw that many people around her had noticed her stunning appearance. Only then did she drift away.
Jiang Nan's eyes narrowed as he looked at the back of the yellow figure.
Lu Zhanyuan and his wife had come to Dali to reminisce about the past. They wanted to see the place they had first met before they died. Why did Li Mochou come to Dali?
Could Dali be the place where she and Lu Zhanyuan first met?
There was nothing in the story of the Condor God, so Jiang Nan had no way to guess.
However, he knew that even when Li Mochou was killing people, he still had this kind of passionate expression. It was comparable to his casual and pretentious style.
The disciple that Elder Gao had abandoned below the platform looked terrified. He endured the pain and wanted to crawl under the crotches of the crowd. However, he had been too arrogant before and offended many people.
When the refugees saw that he was in trouble, they came up to him brazenly and sneakily.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, don't hit him anymore.”
Jiang Nan was merciful and stopped the refugees from kicking him when he was down. He sighed and said,""Whoever gives him a quick death, if the government wants to pursue this matter, put it on my account.”
Jiang Nan went back early today. In a corner that Jiang Nan had never noticed, a woman with a thin veil on her face was watching his back.
This woman had a graceful posture and a head of black hair. Even though her face was covered, it was not difficult to see how attractive she would be if she took off her veil.
She had been listening to the Jiangnan Sutra for many days.
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"Junior Sister, Senior Brother is going to a place and will probably be back for a few days.”
At night, Jiang Nan would follow his usual routine of eliminating demons and protecting the Dao with Zhou Zhiruo. After the demons were eliminated, Jiang Nan hugged Zhou Zhiruo's shoulders and made some calculations in his heart.
Zhou Zhiruo replied. She was too tired to talk.
This was also a common practice. Every time they were done, as long as she wasn't killed, Jiang Nan would be the one talking while Zhou Zhiruo would slowly fall asleep.?
"Junior Sister, Senior Brother will leave soon. You guys stay at home and practice your martial arts…"
Zhou Zhiruo had already fallen asleep after the babbling. He then went out to look for the ten maidservants and Lin Xian `er, and began to ramble on and on with the might of a sect leader.
Jiangnan was not going to Langye Blessed Land. It was the second stop of his trip. His first stop was Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace.
The first was to kill Elder Gao, who had luckily escaped because of Li Mochou.
The second was that he would not rest until he had made a feud with the Shennong Gang. Instead of waiting for the other party to take revenge, he might as well seize the foundation of his Wuliang Mountain and prepare for the relocation of the new mountain gate.
He had been planning this for a very long time with the help of the Chaos Purple Glow Divine Art and the fact that he and Zhou Zhiruo had been eliminating demons and protecting the Dao.
So what if Ethereal Peak's Vulture Palace was protecting the Shennong Gang?
With the Feilu Formation, even Wu Xingyun himself would have to eat dust outside the Feilu Formation, let alone the Nine Skies, Nine Troops, Thirty-six Caves, and Seventy-two Islands under the Vulture Palace.
With the Feilu Formation, he was just so awesome and willful.
Before Jiang Nan left, he looked up at the moon.
Damn it.
It was the system's fault for urging him to build the mountain gate all day long. Otherwise, the maintenance fee of the Feilu Array would increase from 1,000 to 100,000 yuan a day in Dragon Tiger Dojo. He had no choice. He really could not afford such a consumption.
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Immeasurable Mountain, Sword Lake Palace.
The current Sword Lake Palace had already been renamed as the Divine Farmer Hall.
The Shennong Gang mainly gathered herbs and was good at using poison. It was a sixth-class Jianghu force that was comparable to the Infinite Sword School. If the strength of both sides was calculated purely based on martial strength, the Shennong Gang was not as strong as the Infinite Sword School. However, the Shennong Gang led the charge with a poisonous smoke, and the Infinite Sword School was caught off guard and immediately collapsed.
When Elder Gao returned with a livid face, the injury on his right arm had already been stabilized by his medical skills.
Some of the sect members had already told them about Elder Gao's misfortune. When the Sect Master of Shennong Sect, Sikong Xuan, received the letter, he immediately came to meet him. However, when he saw the injury on Elder Gao's right hand, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Elder Gao, didn't you go to Nanjian County? Which passerby injured you?”
" Sect Master, it's a young Taoist priest from Nanjian County…"
Elder Gao's old face was ugly, and he could not help but feel feverish. He had lived for most of his life, but he had fallen in the hands of a young Taoist priest. Even now, he still could not believe it.
Sikong Xuan was surprised and asked,"A little Taoist priest from a county?"“
Elder Gao looked at his crippled hand and gritted his teeth."Sect Master, that little Daoist knows a very ghostly whip technique. I accidentally fell into his trap.”
Hearing that he wasn't a martial arts expert, Sikong Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. He said with a ruthless expression,"You should rest early today. Tomorrow morning, I will go with you to meet this little Daoist and see if he has the ability to hurt an elder of my Shennong Sect.”
Elder Gao wanted to go immediately, but seeing that the sky was already dark, he could only swallow his anger. He thought that tomorrow, with the leader taking the lead, he would definitely capture that little thief and torture him to death.
Let's not talk about the night.
The next morning, a few gang members ran into the main hall in exasperation, shouting that things were not good.
Sikong Xuan had just finished his breakfast and asked in surprise,"What's the matter? But the Saint Emissary is here again?"
A sect member replied in shock," Gang Leader, it's not the Saint Envoy, it's Qi Mazi and the others. All eighteen of them are dead. They were killed last night…"
"Where is the body?" Sikong Xuan asked.”
The eighteen corpses were scattered in eight different directions. They were all members of the Shennong Gang who were patrolling the night yesterday.
There were ten words on each pile of corpses.
Perfected Grand Supreme killed!
Shennong Gang was destroyed!
Elder Gao saw that most of the corpses were badly mutilated, and he couldn't tell what kind of weapon they were injured by. Just as he was feeling bewildered, Sikong Xuan saw those ten words and laughed out loud," Daoist Taishang has never had such a title in Jianghu. He dared to slaughter eighteen members of Shennong Gang, hehe…"
Before he could finish, another accident happened. A sect member came from afar in fear.
"Sect Master, it's not good. Hall Master Gao and his nine subordinates died in the house, and the words Taishang Zhenren were left on the ground.”
Sikong Xuan fiercely slapped his palm on the fake stone nearby, gnashed his teeth and said,"" Good, good, good. This Daoist Supreme is really determined to destroy my Shennong Gang. I want to see…"
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