"When the warlock is angry, the sky shakes, and the mountains and rivers overturn, and when the martial artist is angry, the ground shakes for ten miles, and the blood splashes one person!"
"Dao Chief, do you want to try this martial artist's anger?" Qin Qiong's
eyes stared at Zhang Jiao coldly, and his words were full of threat.
It is rumored in the world that the Taiping Daoist has the appearance of an immortal, but what his strength is, the world does not know after all.
Today, watching the anger of the sky and seeing the thunderstorm, Qin Qiong only knew.
The warlock was furious, it was really terrifying
! However, he was
not a vegetarian as a martial artist! Even if he couldn't kill Zhang Jiao, there would be no problem in killing a ninth-rate martial artist!
"You are not an opponent of the poor Dao. Poor Dao had no intention of killing, what did Poor Dao want, General Qin knew in his heart, if he got his wish, the universe would be clear!"
Zhang Jiao smiled and said softly.
Hearing this, the killing intent on Qin Qiong's body was released: "Is this true?" "
A cultivator is the unity of knowledge and action." Zhang Jiao said.
"Okay, as long as the Dao Master receives the supernatural power today, Qin Qiong will withdraw immediately. From now on, Qin Qiong will never be the enemy of the Yellow Turban again!" Qin Qiong
looked back and looked at the soldiers who were crying and wailing in the thunderstorm, full of compassion.
In the army, there is no shortage of capable people who can fight the thunder with their own strength.
But such people are only a few, and the soldiers who can be blessed are even more insignificant.
The thunder washed the ground, it was enough to wipe out the ordinary soldiers in the army!
That kind of situation was not what Qin Qiong wanted to see.
Yes, as long as Zhang Jiao received his magical powers, Qin Qiong was willing to withdraw at the risk of disobeying the military order!
"Tianqing Huanyu!" Zhang
Jiao whispered, and the nine-section staff in his hand was on the ground.
The invisible fluctuations dispersed, and above the sky, layers of dark clouds dispersed in an instant.
Gentle sunlight falls from the sky, followed by the refraction of rainflowers, building a beautiful rainbow bridge in the sky.
Seeing this, Qin Qiong bowed his hand and turned to leave.
After Qin Qiong left, Zhang Jiao looked back and looked at Liu Yuan.
"How's that? My Taiping Dao Dao didn't disappoint Xiaoyou, right?"
Liu Yuan nodded stunned, looking at the military camp in the distance in amazement.
He looked down at his palms and trembled with excitement.
Today's Daoist Zhang is tomorrow's
Liu Yuan! One day, the young master will be able to climb to this height!
Liu Yuan held his head high, and his eyes were full of hope.
"The power of the Taoist is comparable to that of the immortals!" Liu
Yuan arched his hand, wishing to surrender.
"A few small techniques, but they are just a superficial application of the Tiangang Dao method, and these spells are recorded in the Taiping Technique.
"As long as Xiaoyou concentrates on cultivation, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses the poor path.
Zhang Jiao put one hand on his back, his face full of light and breeze.
Isn't it just to wash the ground with thunder?
For this Dao Master, it is to sprinkle water
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! Let you pretend to be B in front of this Dao Master before!
Poor Dao can't scare you to death!"
Would you like to go for the poor road?"
Zhang Jiao flicked his sleeves and asked.
"Send a letter?" asked Liu Yuan tentatively.
Zhang Jiao smiled slightly: "Poor Taoist, little friend!" "
I'm sorry! I believe
you're a ghost! The old man is very bad
! Last time, Zhang Yingjun's old boy asked me to send a letter, but the result was to send a blank piece of paper,
is that
a letter? Isn't it just a gift under the guise of sending
a letter? You let the master send a letter again?
Surely you didn't hold back any good fart!
Liu Yuan complained silently in his heart, a hundred unwilling to accept the errand.
However, when Liu Yuan saw the remaining thunder and lightning in the sky...
Isn't it just to deliver a letter
? Who asked the master to be helpful?
This matter, the master took it!"
Liu Yuan replied.
Hearing this, the smile on Zhang Jiao's face became more and more intense, and with a slight touch of the nine-section staff in his hand, an invisible light wave spread.
Liu Yuan blinked an eye and found himself directly returning from the city wall to the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
Liu Yuan smashed his mouth, and suddenly felt that the warlock system was high-end and high-grade.
"It's just a superficial use of shrinking the ground into inches.
Zhang Jiao chuckled, walked to the desk, picked up a stack of envelopes, and handed them to Liu Yuan.
"This letter troubled Xiaoyou to hand over to Zhang Liang, or my father. Taking
the envelope and putting it in the palm of his hand, Liu Yuan's face was full of strangeness.
Shouldn't this old bull-nosed also let me send a blank letter?
No! No! No!
Niu-nosed old way, this bottom line is still there.
Liu Yuan comforted himself in his heart.
As soon as the thought flashed, Zhang Jiao on the other side spoke.
"Xiaoyou's expectations are not bad, it is indeed a blank slate. "
Liu Yuan: ....
Send a letter and send a blank piece of paper
? Just let the little master run for nothing
! But the question is, are you so arrogant?
Made
! The young master is gone
! Don't be angry!
Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand a little, and a little spiritual light flew out from his fingers and flew into Liu Yuan's eyebrows.
In an instant, Zhang Jiao's voice sounded in Liu Yuan's mind.
"It's just a small road, it's not enough to worry about..."Liu
Yuan: ....
Feelings are such a principle.
Yes, I understand!
What I sent was not a letter, but a spiritual light attached to the letterhead.
Liu
Yuan's heart was full of slots, and he silently put the envelope into his backpack: "Dao Chief, if it's okay, I'll leave first." "
Don't worry, little friend, there's something, didn't you forget?" Zhang Jiao called Liu Yuan to stop.
"When Xiaoyou entered the city, he brought a friend. Now that friend is still in the prison of Poor Road.
After Zhang Jiaoyi's reminder, Liu Yuan's mind immediately appeared with the obscene face of the dead fat man.
That dead fat man
? Stay in prison?
Just stay!
Dare to trick you Liu Ye
! The little master didn't kill him, it's all because the little master was merciful!
Zhang Jiao looked at Liu Yuan with a pair of eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Little friend doesn't need to be angry. The poor road is abrupt, and he has measured the life of that person, and his luck is good, and he is the appearance of great wealth and nobility.
"If you are willing, you might as well make a good connection, and it will be convenient for you to come to the future."
Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Jiao with a strange face, and asked softly: "Dao Chief, how much benefit have you received from that little fat man?"
The poor road looks at people, only looks at luck. The little fat man has good luck, he will make more good karma, and he will act well in the future. Liu
Yuan couldn't help but think of his first skill.
Although the theory of luck is illusory, it is true.
Otherwise, what did Liu Yuan see?"
"Since the Taoist chief has said so, the kid will accept the Taoist chief's affection and go to see this little fat man."
Liu Yuan bowed his hand, turned around and exited the main hall, and then walked towards the prison under the leadership of a soldier.
After Liu Yuan left, Zhang Jiao gently pestled the nine-section staff on the ground.
The ground shook, and after a while, a yellow turban wrestler came up and knelt down on one knee.
"Meet the Daoist. "
Deliver the order, gather the army, prepare grain and grass, and send the troops to Liangcheng tomorrow." At the same time, spread the message of Baocheng, one south and one north, and encircle Li Yuanba's army!".