"Lian, Miss Lian, is that Taoist Sangmu?"

Wei Lian's eyes widened as he finally caught up, thinking that even if he and others were not strong enough, once they found out that Xiaolian was in danger, they would naturally protect her with all their might.

Now the White Dragon Society has gathered together the forces of Baling warriors and controls the land and water routes in the county, and all kinds of businesses need to collect taxes.

With the support of a large amount of money, not only did it attract many experts to join, but they were also very motivated and had a strong sense of belonging to the gang.

Of course, I also respect Xiaolian, the nominal gang leader.

This is not all due to awe of the little girl's strength. In fact, the masters in the gang don't know how strong Xiaolian is. They only know that she is better than herself.

The reason why they are determined to follow is mostly because they have enough money. If they continue to follow, they will be able to walk in the sunshine openly, have no worries about food and clothing, and further advance their cultivation realm.

As a warrior, with these points, what else do you want?

Wei Lian, Shitou and others were very close to Xiaolian and were different from others. At this time, they all rushed forward in a swarm to face the evil spirit and join forces to attack her.

What's the result?

Before they could take action, they saw the white dragon on Xiaolian's body making a long roar and slashing out a vast wave with one sword...

Then, they saw the old Taoist priest who was attacking fiercely. He was struck through the barrier with a sword, and the sword and the man were beaten into a bloody mist.

It seems that even the out-of-body soul that was cultivated has been scattered.

"How powerful is this move?"

Everyone stared blankly. For the first time, they felt a chill rushing straight to their foreheads.

Fortunately, people like me still feel that even compared to Xiaolian, she is not weaker, and the difference is huge.

Thinking of the scene in the Zhang family manor where that person beat Xiaolian and ran all over the garden while writing casually, endless doubts arose in my heart.

How strong is that one?

"Do you recognize this old Taoist priest?"

Xiaolian turned around and asked in surprise.

Wei Lian smiled bitterly and said: "How can I not recognize it? Both the policemen and the city guards in Baling City know that there is a true cultivator in the county magistrate's house, and his status is very noble. There is even a saying, that

That is, I would rather offend the county magistrate than the Taoist priest..."

"Then he looks very majestic."

Xiaolian was also very happy when she heard this, and her eyebrows flew up.

Such an awesome Taoist was vulnerable to him, so no one dared to offend him.

'I am no longer a timid little carp who hides and flees here and there. Finally, I can become a strong man and can protect my husband. If bad guys with malicious intentions come near, I will kill them all.'

Wei Lian looked at Xiaolian who suddenly became happy, and he didn't know what she was happy about. He just smiled and said: "This Taoist Sangmu, everyone only knows his famous name, and no one has seen him take action, but,

Everyone knows that he has always existed.

Because some people who have conflicts of interest with the county magistrate always die suddenly and inexplicably in very strange ways, but our county magistrate always does things smoothly and has excellent luck."

For a veteran policeman who has been in the industry for twenty years.

Finding the truth from clues is already a basic method.

Of course he knew what was going on, and he also understood how terrifying this old Taoist priest hidden in the county magistrate's house was.

If we say, the county magistrate and the county lieutenant are the day of Baling County.

Then, this old Taoist priest is the dark night of Baling.

When the Black Tiger Gang and the Silver Fox Gang were still there, although they abused ordinary people at will, they did not dare to offend the people related to the old Taoist priest in the slightest, for fear of causing unpredictable consequences.

As a result, such a powerful person was turned into blood mist and powder under the sword of the little girl, and his death was worthless.

The reason is probably because the little girl couldn't control her strength and her hands were heavy for a moment.

"Since the thief has been executed, Magistrate Wen must have received the news. Do you want to continue doing nothing?"

Although Wei Lian is a good old man, his concepts have been deeply rooted in his bones for so many years. Somehow, at this time, he is not afraid of the court at all, and no longer fears the county magistrate. He just wants to cut the grass to get rid of the roots without leaving any future troubles.

"No, no, Uncle Wei, why are you so reckless? My husband said that we can do anything, but we can't kill officials and rebel, and we can't give evidence... He also said that we are not villains, but decent people."

Although Xiao Lian didn't know the villain faction and what faction it was, she still understood the general meaning.

I also think this makes sense.

Just a county magistrate.

Even if he plots and plots secretly, he is still a weak scholar.

As long as he doesn't have strong power in his hands, no one will listen to what he says. He is nothing more than a clay puppet. His greatest role is to display it for people to see.

Especially after the majesty of the police station was lost and the old Taoist priest died tragically.

"Shou Changshou is right, we cannot rebel."

Wei Lian's face turned red. This was his first experience of being called reckless by a little girl.

Shitou couldn't help laughing at the side, and realizing that he had lost his composure, he quickly pretended to be honest and honest, and joked in a sullen voice: "Uncle Wei still couldn't bear to part with this police uniform, so he wanted to let the boss kill the county."

Let's replace him with the order and resume his duties as the Anti-Theft Department. This is not that easy. Some things are impossible to do."

"Yeah, I can't say what I can do. This is the only way. How about longevity?"

Wei Lian raised his eyes to look at the Zhang Mansion, which was the original Zhao Family Manor, and couldn't help but have a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, my husband, someone has come here tonight and is setting up a net to catch fish!"

The little carp chuckled and said "bah bah" after saying one sentence.

I thought that saying "catching fish" is still a bit unlucky. It would be better to say that I am just spreading a net to wait for the sparrows.

With Xianggong's uncanny ability, he couldn't see how deep the background was. The mere leader and elders of the Qingyu Gang were given away no matter how much they came.

There is no need to worry about yourself.

However, the monster from Coiling Snake Mountain that sneaks into the ground is a bit tricky.

I don't know if I can be of any help.

"Let's go, everyone guard the west gate and block the main road. If you see anyone fleeing, we will attack together."

Little Carp waved his dagger and took the lead towards the front door of Zhang Family Manor with great momentum.

At the same time, dozens of experts from the White Dragon Congregation dispersed in a fan shape toward the west gate.

When they were still far away, they could see the mysterious light in the direction of Zhang Mansion, and the black air filled the air. The roaring sound shook the ground in the city slightly, and the streets and houses trembled, shaking off a lot of dust.

"The fight started."

The little carp's delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, the corners of his eyes were gleaming, and he put more force on his feet. A green light appeared on his body, and he broke away from the team and flew away like a powerful arrow from a string.

Although she believed in the strength of her "husband-in-law", she was not afraid of ten thousand, only what might happen.

With the momentum of the opponent's attack, it would be terrible if one fist could not defeat four.

…

Zhang Kun was not really bullied by the crowd as little carp feared.

There are not many incoming enemies.

It's not even considered an attack at all.

A hall leader and two elders of the Qingyu Gang were struck by a thunderous blow just ten feet away from the gate of Zhang Mansion.

A tall old man with silver gleaming body and fangs faintly glowing with golden light roared and stretched out his claws. Halfway through, his sharp claws were swung. His oil-skinned body could not be cut through by a hundred steel-smelting knives. It was already like a dead wood.

Cut into two pieces by a knife.

This is Yan Qingling, the chief elder of the Qingyu Gang. He has acquired some magical skills and has already trained himself into a silver corpse...

Ordinary warriors, even if they were one level above him, would be helpless in the face of his steel-like muscles and bones, as well as his infinite strength.

This elder made many contributions to the Qingyu Gang's attack on the city, and even a late-stage lone ranger died at his hands.

In a head-to-head confrontation, even Qin Tonggui, the leader of the Wuyin Hall of the Qingyu Gang, would definitely hate him.

Unexpectedly, as he approached the manor and before he could do anything, the sword was struck like thunder, and a blazing red sword energy like the sun passed by, directly cutting the zombie's body into two pieces.

Even his head was cracked in two. No matter how advanced his cultivation was, he could only hold on for a few more seconds and die.

"Mr. He, be careful..."

When the light of the sword lit up, the leader of the Wuyin Hall waved a black flag in his hand, and roared from his throat. Five faint black figures around him rushed in all directions, and their figures were already hidden in the black screen.

A sharp roar sounded.

And to his right, an old man with a sharp beak and silver hair, and two snow-white wings behind him, his complexion changed drastically, his feet separated from his body, he flapped his wings, fanned out blazing fire, and was about to rise into the sky.

His body had just risen three feet, when a jade-faced young man wearing a jade crown and a white robe walked out from the blazing fire behind him.

He just smiled slightly and waved the long knife with lightning in his hand.

Before Mr. He could even fold his wings to block, or even lift the sharp-nosed hoe in his hand, his head was already flying into the air.

"Peng!"
To be continued...