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Chapter 280: Demon Cultivator

Long Ao looked around the rescued people, and there were only a few hundred people in total. These people showed a look of grief and anger on their faces. Not to mention other villages, Lijiazhuang, the village with more than 10,000 people actually survived. These horse thieves were too cruel and ruthless.

Facing the old Taoist Huangmei, Long Ao's heart was angry. No matter who he was, he would not choose to retreat. For the sake of the dead blind date and for the sake of his relatives, Long Ao had ten thousand reasons to kill the immortal cultivator in front of him.

"Your name is Huangmao Laodao, is the boss of this horse thief gang?"

Long Aoqiang suppressed his anger and asked in a cold tone, this was just a part of the horse thief, and perhaps there were other evil cultivators.

"Hmph, little brat, this Taoist priest is called Huangmei Old Dao, not Huangmao Old Dao. Yes, I am the boss here, but I am not the boss of the Horse Thieves Group. Hehe, before you die, you are not qualified to see my boss."

The old man Huangmei smiled secretly, staring at Long Ao with evil eyes, as if Long Ao didn't take it seriously at all, but the corner of his eyes stared at the drunkard.

"Sure enough, there is a backup plan." Long Ao still doesn't understand why there are immortal cultivators who massacre this village, but killing the enemy in front of him is the most important thing.

"Well, I just like to call you the old man Huangmao. You will pay back the lives of the ten thousand villagers first."

Long Ao drew out his long sword and his strength increased sharply. The momentum of level 5 of the Qi training period burst out, and everyone couldn't help but retreat.

"What a powerful aura! Why is Brother Long so perverted?" Manniu shook his head and pulled Long Ao's family backed down one after another.

The horse thieves retreated dozens of feet in horror. The old Taoist yellow-browed showed a look of shock on his face and immediately burst into resistance.

"How old is this kid at the level 5 of Qi training period? How could he be so powerful!"

The old Taoist Huangmei was shocked. The other party's strength was not inferior to him, and he was completely misunderstood.

"Look, Ao'er is so powerful that she will definitely defeat that demon." Long Ao clenched his fists tightly and said excitedly.

"Husband." Long Ao's mother snuggled up to Long Ao excitedly.

"Ao'er, you must kill this old Taoist. He killed dozens of us worshippers. The tens of thousands of people in our Lijia Village were slaughtered by them."

Long Ao's grandfather trembled and pointed at the yellow-browed Taoist and said, "Manniu was guarding him to protect him. After suppressing the poison of Mrs. Ma Tianya, the drunkard stood by these people and was ready to fight at any time.

Ma Tianya snuggled up to Wan Xin, staring at Long Ao with his eyes tightly, and was extremely excited. No matter what, it was unexpected that Long Ao completed the task in just over three years. Originally, Ma Tianya believed that Long Ao would not be able to complete the task without thirty years.

"He can defeat the drunkard, which means that he can definitely defeat the yellow-browed Taoist." Ma Tianya murmured.

The drunkard snorted coldly, but did not deny it. After all, Long Ao's strength is indeed above him.

"Yellow-haired old Taoist, die!"

Long Ao shouted sternly, and a flash of his body, the sword light had already stabbed the old Taoist Huangmei.

The old Taoist Huangmei felt a hint of fear in his heart. When he saw Long Ao attacking, he quickly dodged and tried to avoid Long Ao's sword.

"Don't you dare to fight with me? It's not that easy to hide."

Long Ao sneered, and his right hand suddenly swung rapidly. The sword light appeared like a waterfall, and suddenly completely enveloped the yellow-browed Taoist.

"What a terrifying sword technique."

The Huangmei Taoist had no time to think too much, so he narrowed his eyes and greeted one of the sword lights with a sword.

"He can actually see through my false moves, and his strength is not inferior to mine."

After Long Ao's sword, he tried out the opponent's strength, and his heart was thrust, his right hand flipped like lightning, and the sword light changed from a stab to a slash.

"Good come!"

The old Taoist Huangmei knew how to avoid it, so he simply fought directly, and the black sword light greeted Long Ao's blue long sword.

"boom!"

Long Aoqing couldn't help but take three steps back, while the old yellow-browed Taoist stepped back three feet away, his face pale and shocked, his stomach was extremely uncomfortable, and he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"I am at the fifth level of Qi Refining Period with him, why is my spiritual energy not as good as him?" Huangmei Laodao asked in his heart, and the expression on his face turned into fear.

"Hmph!" Long Ao snorted coldly. Although the other party was about the same level as him, his real strength was still quite different. After all, Long Ao practiced hard step by step and entered the Tao with martial arts, which was not comparable to that of the old Taoist Huangmei.

The dozens of horse thieves leaders behind the old Taoist Huangmei showed a look of fear at the same time, and Kuang Jing's face was even more ugly. Is this the boy a few years ago? How could he become such a powerful immortal cultivator in more than three years, and he was regarded as a genius by these horse thieves just as he reached the strength of a level 8 warrior.

"This person is even more cruel than our horse thieves when killing people. It's not good. If the old Taoist Huangmei can't deal with him, we all have to die here." Kuang Jing was shocked and began to retreat unknowingly in the shock of everyone.

Long Ao slowly raised his sword and pointed it at the old Taoist Huangmei, with an evil and contemptuous smile on his face. In this situation, Long Ao was not in a hurry to take action. If he just killed him like this, it would be too cheap for him.

Hate, hatred for slaughtering the village, hatred for bullying relatives, his kind grandfather even gave his legs for it. When he thought of such hatred, Long Ao's murderous intent was endless.

"I want to make him afraid, wait for death in fear, not just kill him." Long Ao sneered: "It turns out that the old yellow-haired Taoist is just like this! What's wrong, are you afraid? Where did the courage to slaughter the village before?"

Tens of thousands of people were waiting quietly, and even the drunkards who had drunken wine became awake. The horse thief was completely shocked, and everyone was staring at the old Taoist in black robe.

"It's really relieved!" Ma Tianya waved his fists and shouted excitedly. The people from the Long family were also happy. The people who escaped this disaster in Lijia Village looked at Long Ao and his wife.

There were also hundreds of people who were rescued. All of them looked at Long Ao's parents with gratitude and admiration, and Long Ao's relatives were extremely proud of Long Ao at this time.

"Hmph, boy, don't be proud. You are still no match for me. I'll let you understand what strength is!" The old Taoist Huangmei suddenly smiled like a clown.

Almost in an instant, the originally fearful expression disappeared, a sallow face suddenly turned black, and the yellow skin made a sizzling sound, as if burning.

"What's going on!" Long Ao couldn't help but be stunned.

The yellow-browed Taoist's five-short figure also changed. A series of explosions of bones, his arms suddenly stretched out from his sleeves, and his trousers were hanging on his knees as his legs grew.

"What, is it a transformation?" Long Ao suddenly felt a dangerous aura, and powerful energy was coming from the old Taoist Huangmei. It was a strange energy, both familiar and strange.

“Cantone!”

At this time, the old Taoist Huangmei had completely changed his body. It is more reasonable to say that he was a monster than to say that he was a human. His black face was filled with black mist, and his whole body was as if he was shrouded in a layer of black mist, full of the aura of death.

"Demon-cultivator!"

The drunkard's face also changed, and he suddenly thought of something and said in a trembling tone.
Chapter completed!
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