Xianlu

Chapter 527 Suppression
A thought jumped out of Xu Dao's mind, but before he stood up, there were other Taoist priests in Baihuafang who couldn't bear the blank paper face, and shouted together:
"Lao Shizi's sea-seeking envoy! Do you still think this is your Yu Yuan's territory?"

"Since you are Yu Yuan's envoy, why are you being so arrogant and domineering and bullying others? How is it proper?"

A few scolding voices sounded, causing the arrogant white paper face to narrow his eyes slightly. He followed the sound and looked around, and found that it was the guests in the shop who were talking, and it wasn't the law enforcement priests from Baigu Island who rushed over.

With a smile on his white face, he thought to himself: "It's just in time! Let's use these two casual cultivators to scare the monkeys first. If they are Taoist priests on the White Bone Island, I have to take it easy, so as not to go too far!"

So he looked at the two people with a white face and said arrogantly, "You bastard! I, Yu Yuan, are the ones who can comment on what I do?"

"Hey!" A spectator was so excited by this that he couldn't sit still. He stood up abruptly and cursed: "What a boy, he's not very old, but his tone is not small!"

He squeezed out from the pavilion not far away, with a burly figure, a red face, a strong body, amazing blood, and a strong evil spirit entangled in his body.

The red-faced strong man snorted coldly, and showed his body, a thick aura immediately emerged from their bodies, more than 20 feet high.Although he is not perfect in refining gang, he seems to be a Taoist priest who has been refining gang for many years.

Seeing the spectator showing mana, the white face didn't panic at all, but chuckled lightly: "No wonder you dare to meddle in other people's business! It turns out that you are a Taoist priest! Your cultivation level is good, why do you stay in such a desolate place where you sleep in flowers and sleep in willows?" , and not willing to work for me, Master Yu Yuan, for Xihai?"

When the red-faced man heard it, he immediately yelled: "You deserve to talk about Xihai? I hate running dogs like you!"

In just a few words, the smell of gunpowder between the two sides became more and more intense, and there seemed to be old hatred between the other party.

Xu Dao watched from the sidelines, and silently retracted the half of his foot that had been stepped forward.Since someone at the scene stood up first, he was also happy to watch from the sidelines.If the red-faced strong man wins and slaps the white-faced face severely, he won't have to wade through this muddy water for nothing.

And if the blank paper face wins, he can watch the fight between the two sides, and he can also take the opportunity to gain insight into the reality of the blank paper face, so that he can make some preparations in advance.

After all, as early as when Wu was invaded, the cultivation base of the white paper face was already advanced. Now five or sixty years have passed, although the opponent has not yet formed the alchemy, but the strength in his hands must be stronger than before.

In Baihuafang, the opposing sides have changed from the Taoist priests of the turtle clan and the white-faced priests to the Taoist priests with the white-faced and red-faced ones.

The Taoist priest of the Turtle Clan who was in charge of the flower shop stood aside, a little embarrassed, first he gave the red-faced strong man a grateful look, and made a gesture.

Then he came out to smooth things over: "Guest officer, calm down! There are some fine wines in the workshop, and the poor Taoist has already sent someone to fetch them. Why don't you two guest officials get rich with kindness? Sit down and drink a few more cups, and taste it? "

Unexpectedly, the strong man in black and red laughed loudly when he heard it: "Since there is good wine, bring it up quickly! Let's warm it up first, let a real person from a certain family learn from the ancients, come warm wine and punch the little boy!"

The ancient real person he mentioned in his mouth is the one who made the Qinglong Yanyue Pill.

More than forty years ago, because of the formation of the pill in the Qianlong Pavilion and the suspected formation of the Qinglong Yanyue Pill, the deeds of this ancient real person began to be widely spread in the West Sea, even ordinary people have heard of it.

When Bai Zhilian heard this, his face turned black, and he sneered and said, "It seems that you want to kill the poor?" He sternly said, "It's not a small tone, it depends on whether you have the ability."

As soon as the words fell, the evil spirit of the white paper face burst out, and the 300-year Taoism was undoubtedly revealed on the body, and he stared fiercely at the red-faced strong man.

But the strong man was fearless in the face of danger, with a calm aura, he suddenly pushed his figure away, and transformed into a little giant in the blink of an eye, ready to release his demon body at any time.

Seeing the two fighting fiercely, the Taoist priest of the turtle clan jumped out again and stood in the middle of the field to smooth things over.

The first sentence it said was: "Go to the fighting field! The two guest officers can go to the fighting field. If you fight in this Baihuafang, then the poor will be sorry for Baigu Island."

The fighting field is the place where the disputes are resolved on the White Bone Island. It is specially used for fighting.

When Xu Dao and the others heard the suggestion from the Taoist priest of the Turtle Clan, they also booed: "Go to the fighting field!"

"If you fight in the city, if you are discovered, you will have to spend money to eliminate the disaster. It is most suitable for the two of you to go to the fighting field!"

Both the white-faced and red-faced strong men snorted coldly: "Lead the way quickly!"

The Taoist priest of the Turtle Clan quickly extended his hand to invite:

"Guest officer, don't worry, there is a place outside the flower shop, which is specially used for guest officers to use when fighting martial arts." In the words, it really took a bottle of wine from its subordinates, warmed it with magic power, and swayed to the fighting field rush to.

Originally, it was just a matter of the arrogant and domineering white-faced man, but the matter became more and more serious. Almost none of the Taoist priests in the flower shop were left, and they all followed behind the white-faced and red-faced strong men, waiting to observe each other's fighting skills.

The same is true for Xu Dao hiding in it.

A large venue repaired with white jade is in the eyes of everyone.

In addition to the venue for fighting skills, this venue also provides many seats. Everyone came here, as if waiting for the good show to start.

Boom!

There are not too many rules in the fighting between Taoist priests. As soon as they entered the fighting platform, they summoned their true energy and fought towards each other.

Among them, the white paper face was standing on the jade chariot. As soon as this person got off the jade chariot, before he fell to the ground and walked, there were ghosts of ghosts on his body, and there was a grimace dancing on each of the ghosts, which was clearly visible and hideous. terror.

The figure of this person falls in it, and the distortion is invisible.

Surrounded by the will-o'-the-wisps, his white paper face was astonishing, he slapped his palm lightly, the will-o'-the-wisps flickered on his body, and suddenly hit the red-faced Taoist squarely.The red-faced Taoist priest was not easy to provoke, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to beckon, and also took advantage of his white face's unpreparedness to hit him.

Ow!

The sound of a fierce tiger sounded, and the strong man pulled out an iron-red whistle stick from nowhere. The stick was stained with rust, but the breath was strong, and he waved it in his hand, stirring up the surrounding spiritual energy.

Rumble!
The mana of the white-faced and the red-faced strong man was transpiring, fighting each other, causing the faces of the crowd to change slightly, and they exclaimed in their mouths.

Xu Dao watched, and also stared at the strong man, with a look of amusement in his eyes: "I thought this strong man was just old-fashioned and warm-hearted, who likes to fight against injustices. If he really fights with a blank face, he may lose very much. Now it seems , it really has a bit of a chance of winning."

At this moment, among the spectators around, a Taoist exclaimed: "This red-faced man is so powerful, is there any news about him?"

"Yes! This man calls himself a red tiger Taoist priest, and claims that he has the power of nine bulls and two tigers, and he can push down foundation-building monsters!"

The two white-faced boys stood by the side of the jade chariot, and when they heard the discussions around them, they sneered and said, "The strength of nine bulls and two tigers? What's there to show off? Both of us can swallow ten cows and ten cows in one go. A tiger."

The people at the scene might be afraid of that white paper face, but the cultivation base of the two boys is not high, and they don't even have a foundation, so no one is afraid at all.

Someone laughed and said: "You don't know that, these nine bulls and two tigers are not ordinary tigers, but spirit bulls and tigers. It means that when this person was practicing Taoism in the sea, he once used his own strength to fight against nine heads in the sea. The base manatee and the two base establishment sea tigers compete without losing the wind."

"Building the foundation manatee, building the foundation sea tiger!" Someone else exclaimed, "Both of them are powerful and fierce in the West Sea. Just one of them is beyond the reach of ordinary Taoists."

"After accumulating such great power, could it be that he wants to form an alchemy?"

Xu Dao heard it, and stared at it carefully, and found that the blood on the red tiger priest's body had condensed into two shapes of a bull and a tiger, with the head of the beast looming and roaring in it, as if the other party's "nine cows and two tigers" were not just able to pull It's as simple as moving a monster, but it's something else.

"Damn!"

Xu Dao and the others talked with gusto, their white faces were on the fighting field, and they were fighting with their opponents, but their expressions were embarrassing.He did not expect that with his 300 years of perfect magic power, he would not be able to crush ordinary Taoist priests.

"You are courting death!"

The white paper face let out a low growl, and black blood vessels appeared all over his face. When he opened his hands, eighteen figures formed on his body, and sneered:
"The power of nine oxen and two tigers? There are eighteen oxen and horses here in this way. Let's see how you resist!"

Roar!
Eighteen oil-green will-o'-the-wisps danced, split and flickered, and turned into eighteen human-headed horse faces, each of which was full of ghostly and evil spirits. Their bodies were large, and as soon as they jumped out, they immediately crowded the fighting field to the brim.

The bystanders around were startled: "Eighteen foundation-building ghosts? Are these Taoist soldiers?"

Xu Dao stared at the white-faced method, and remembered the method he had seen the other party in Wu Guozhong back then. At that time, the other party also used the will-o'-the-wisp to change and kill people.
The eighteen foundation-building ghosts created by the white paper face are indeed among the Dao soldiers, but they are different from the current Dao soldiers in Xihai. These eighteen ghosts are all kinds of monsters killed by him himself, and they take their blood to refine their souls. Then the eighteen ghost servants who were just enslaved and concocted.

In this way, these eighteen ghost fire soldiers are closer to spells, rather than pet beasts or West Kaido soldiers, so there is no need to support them every day.Otherwise, all kinds of consumption during the period cannot be supported by a blank sheet of paper.

But there are also disadvantages in this way. If the Ghost Fire Daoist is beheaded, not only will he lose all his spells, but he will also suffer heavy injuries, as if his limbs were cut off.

Woohoo!Ghosts cry and tigers howl.

On the fighting field, the oil-green will-o'-the-wisp and the red spirit collided and flickered endlessly.

The white paper face drove the ghost soldiers, full of murderous intent; the red tiger Taoist bombarded with a whistle stick, and the movement was like thunder.If it weren't for the formation in the fighting field to isolate the inside and outside, the aftermath would overflow and destroy half of the Baihuafang.

They fought for hundreds of breaths, and suddenly the crowd heard a long cry: "Zhuzi! Are you a soldier made of paper?"

hum!
There was a metal trembling sound, and a blood-red spiritual light surged from the field. The scarlet Taoist priest's body did not grow bigger but shrunk, reaching the height of a person, but his spirit rose, and he was more than twenty feet tall, like a bull or a tiger, roaring again and again .

Holding the rusty red stick, he hit one of the ghost fire Taoist soldiers fiercely, smashing into the Taoist soldier's death spot, and then smashed it.

During the period, no matter how the Taoist soldier struggled, how his white face changed, and various rescue methods were used, the ghost and fire Taoist soldier was not rescued.

"Okay!" The spectators in the hall applauded loudly:

"Chihu Taoist leader has good mana!"

After killing a ghost fire Taoist soldier, the spirit of the Chihu Taoist priest became even stronger, as if another pot of water had been poured into the oil pan.

Zila!The energy and blood in his body were rolling, not only did the pressure drop suddenly, but his strength actually seemed to rise to a new level on the spot.

The man laughed and looked at the blank paper face: "As expected of Yu Yuan's running dogs! The number of ghost soldiers under his command is full, and if a certain family swallows a few more, it will no longer be just 'nine bulls and two tigers', but may be 'ten bulls'." The Ten Tigers are gone!"

Looking at the ghost and fire Taoist soldier who was beaten to death on his white paper face, he immediately flew into a rage. He didn't expect that he would make trouble on the island of white bones, and even a casual cultivator he met was so good.

In anger, the white paper-faced eyes also fell on the rusty red whistle stick, his eyes were full of surprise, and he blurted out: "What an evil magic weapon, it can absorb the essence and pass it on to you!"

The red tiger Taoist priest who was laughing, his eyes changed slightly when he heard this, and he quickly danced the magic weapon, disrupting the scene.

But the white paper face was connected with the hearts of the Taoist soldiers under his command. He was sure that after one of his Taoist soldiers was killed, there was an extra breath on the other party, as if his Taoist soldiers had been taken away.

The white paper face's complexion turned from cloudy to sunny, and said with a chuckle, "What a magic weapon, isn't it a magic weapon?"

When Taoist Chihu heard this, he turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to wield his magic weapon to kill the Taoist soldiers around him.

And people like Xu Dao and others around, being reminded by the blank paper face, their attention also fell on the rusty whistle stick, and there were many discussions: "Magic weapon? Impossible?!"

But immediately after they heard the white paper face sneer: "Hey! This thing belongs to me!"

I saw the white paper face abruptly retreating, retreating to the edge of the fighting field, and calling back the remaining seventeen ghost fire Taoist soldiers, protecting the whole body.

Crash!Suddenly there was a sound of iron chains, and the jade chariot left outside the fighting field shook, and rushed into the field, coming under Bai Zhilian.

The chariot shone brightly, and its iron chains shook, shackling all seventeen ghosts and fire soldiers, turning them into beasts pulling the chariot.

Seventeen foundation-building ghosts, plus the three foundation-building beasts on the chariot, were mixed together, and there were twenty foundation-building ghosts.

What was even more shocking was the sound of wheels and golden drums, and the sound of drums beating and shouting came from the frame.

The body roared: "Suppression! Suppression!! Suppression!!"

Driving a long car with a white paper face, full of fighting spirit, an aura of Jindan level rose from him, and his face was full of sternness:
"Kill one of my soldiers, and you will be my Taoist soldier!"

"kneel!"

Crack!The magic field formation, which was originally enough to withstand the fighting skills of the foundation-building Taoist priests, was easily blasted like an egg shell.

The atmosphere in the arena was overflowing, and everyone who was watching with relish suddenly became shocked and flinched under the pressure.

Not only the Qi Refining Daoist disciples fell to their knees, but the Foundation Establishment Daoist priests also lost their legs and fell down one after another.

Among them, the Taoist priest of the turtle clan shrank in the shell, spun around on the ground, and shouted quickly: "Go and invite the priest to come! Go and invite the priest to come!"

Only Xu Dao stood still, looking at the jade chariot in the field with bright eyes.

(End of this chapter)