"One good thought, one evil thought, and one heart all in Shura..."

As soon as I listened to the sound, the small world in Quxi Market suddenly became violently violent, and the wind and clouds were rolling around, making it extremely trembling!

Before anyone arrived, I saw gusts of green wind roaring towards me. The air currents were moving wildly, and the wind was blowing like a steel knife dancing wildly in the sky. It was so shocking.

At this moment, in the distance, the figure of the middle-aged man is gradually clearly visible. He is wearing a pair of straw sandals and is stepping into the air. He takes five steps in a row, making a continuous sound of breaking through the air. In one breath, the figure has reached the top of Yang Shengzi's head.

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The middle-aged man was wearing a green coir raincoat. The coir raincoat shook slightly, and suddenly a small piece of clear water flowed down the corners of the green coir raincoat and fell to the ground. The ground collapsed instantly!

The man wore a yellow bamboo hat on his head, and when he moved it gently, lines of bait flew out in an instant, circling back and forth over his head, like a tide of lines, so densely packed with bees and ants that his scalp was numb!

There was very little bamboo strips left on the bamboo hat, revealing the baldness of the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man ignored it.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Shengzi at his feet, and then took out his fishing rod, which was named Qiqiao Qinggan.

The middle-aged man had no name, so his old friends from far away in the Western Regions gave him the nickname "The Fishing Man with a Seven-foot Green Rod," because he fished for people's hearts!

The fisherman gently threw the seven-foot green pole with one hand, and the air flow shook wildly.

The seven-foot green pole hit Yang Shengzi's head headlong!

A ray of light flashed from the eyes of the young man Yang Shengzi, and the sky was full of light. In the blink of an eye, the three colors of wind, thunder and lightning condensed in the palm of his hand.

The three-color rays of wind, thunder and lightning cover the whole body, like a three-color electric man holding up the sky. The electric light flashes and is dazzling. He stretches out a hand, turns it into a palm, and slaps it away with one palm!

The two fought against each other, and Yang Shengzi retreated dozens of steps. His own Qi was now in chaos, but he was still not afraid.

"How dare you go out and wander the world despite your incompetence? You ruined my fisherman's bait line, how do you want to compensate me?" The seven-foot-green-poled fisherman glanced at Yang Shengzi and said gloomily.

"There is no compensation. The only valuable thing on my body is this head. If you have the ability, you can pick it up for me!" Yang Shengzi did not say any words of submission and worship. He only made one action, stretched out his neck, and made a knife-wiping gesture on his neck.

The gesture indicates that this head is given to you.

"As expected of a wild animal, you are so arrogant. Not only do I want to cut off your head, but I also want to taste your heart and liver. Who taught you such a prodigal thing! Die!"

The fisherman is furious!

The fisherman threw the seven-foot blue fishing rod high into the air, and then he jumped up and stopped in the air. The air flow in the air was trembling wildly, the space was crumbling, and the air flow was unprecedentedly strong.

There was only one seven-foot green pole just now, but now it suddenly became violent due to the guidance of Qi in the fisherman's body. One green pole, then several green poles, until hundreds of green poles appeared above the fisherman's head.

A green wind suddenly floated out of the fisherman's body, and hundreds of green poles were waved randomly in the air as if on command, and then directly hit the young man Yang Shengzi.

Yang Shengzi's eyes are full of fighting spirit. Are you bullying me for being too weak? Even if you are weak, you still have to fight, and you will fight against the enemy resolutely.

"The innate Bagua appears."

"Qian one, Dui two, Li three, Zhen four, Xun five, Kan six, Gen seven, Kun eight."

"Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and electricity!"

The entire Quxi market and even further away, the weather changes and clouds cover Quxi, eight colors alternate in cycles, extremely mixed, the ground explodes inch by inch, gossip comes out, lightning, thunder, wind and rain!

The girl Yingzi behind Yang Shengzi also wanted to make a move. She held a dog stick, rolled away, stopped in mid-air, and followed Yang Daxia to make a move.

"Thirty-six ways to beat a dog with a stick, the first form, the second form...the thirty-sixth form."

"Magic Dog Big Stick!"

There are shadows of sticks in all directions, and there is also an illusory tengu figure that looks up to the sky and howls, and finally disappears in a flash, so powerful!

Yang Shengzi and the young girl Yingzi retreated violently back again, but this time Yang Shengzi seemed to have been seriously injured. Several bloody holes were pierced through his chest by a seven-foot green pole. The blood flow continued, and it looked horrifying.

"I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and beg me immediately! I may think you are like a pug wagging your tail and begging for mercy. If your heart softens, you will live!" The fisherman looked at the two people who were dying. Spare him? It doesn't exist.

Just teasing him for fun.

"Your Excellency, who will live and who will die? The Nine Heavens Witch Chen Ziqin hasn't come out yet, so you're not tired after following her all the way?" Yang Shengzi murmured slightly, his voice flat.

As soon as Yang Shengzi finished speaking, a graceful figure appeared in a flowing purple satin dress, but her posture was like that of a demon fairy descending from the world. The body rotated in the wind and fell in front of Yang Shengzi.

Wisps of black energy curled up from Jiutian Witch Chen Ziqin's body, ignoring the fisherman in mid-air, and looked at Yang Shengzi in front of her with her red and purple eyes.

"Do you know that this witch will save you? You broke your promise first, and this witch even wants to kill you here. How can I save you?"

"Give you another reason not to kill me, because we are the same kind of people. If you kill me, no one in the world will sympathize with you." Yang Shengzi's voice was as calm as water.

"Let's see how this witch can take off that man's head in just three moves!"

Jiutian Witch Chen Ziqin's red and purple eyes flashed with black light. She tapped her toes and leaped into the air. She didn't even bother to say a word to the fisherman. If she wanted to kill someone, she would just stop talking nonsense and just hit him with one backhand.

"The magic mist spreads the waves!"

Nine Heavens Witch Chen Ziqin's demonic aura suddenly became more intense, extremely thick, and spread all over her body. Her red and purple jade hands shook slightly, and a large piece of demonic mist suddenly condensed into shape. In the demonic mist, there were actually waves of music and music. The waves were sometimes graceful, sometimes sad, and unexpectedly...

Being able to torture people's souls silently is really a matter of life and death!

Chen Ziqin, the nine-day witch, transformed into the magic mist. With a slight click, the magic mist floated towards the fisherman in an instant.

The fisherman snorted. A mere woman dared to ignore him. He was so angry that he threw out his bamboo hat, revealing his bald head. With a slight lift, the seven-foot green pole fell down on his head.

"Seven feet of green pole and one hundred feet of silk!"

The seven-foot green pole suddenly split into ten-foot-long green silk threads, the wind roared fiercely, and the pavilions of Quxi Market collapsed at this moment.

Its cyan silk thread is crystal clear, hundreds of feet of silk, thousands of feet of silk, the air flow is surging crazily, thousands of threads are stranded on the rod, and holes are stabbed out of nothingness. It is extremely shocking, and it is gone with one rod.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only the crisp sound of green bamboo strands being broken, one after another, like the sound of firecrackers.

one strike!

The fisherman with a seven-foot green pole clutched his chest and stepped back ten steps. The energy in his body had been disrupted at this moment. It was really uncomfortable at all. Before he could stop for a moment to adjust his breath, a graceful figure followed closely and appeared.

She was on top of his head, and then hit him with one move.

"Thousand-layer waves of demonic energy!"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth met, and a magic cliff immediately appeared above the head of Nine Heavens Witch Chen Ziqin. There was deathly silence on the magic cliff. There were only a group of black crows living here. At this moment, the air flow was shaking crazily.

The demonic energy on the magic cliff is like a big wave. A stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the waves hit the shore and span the air. The wind rolls over the cliff, and seventy-four magic rainbows hang out in the air. The sky is filled with magic light, and the demonic energy is strong.

It hits and goes away, arriving in an instant.

The fisherman's pupils shrank, he calmed down his uneasy mind, and then took action against the enemy.

"One-foot bass throws beauty!"

In an instant, the world turned upside down, and a one-foot-long bass emerged from the void. The fins of the fish swayed slightly, and the sky trembled. Ten or hundreds of bass appeared in the sky. The bass spit out a fish bubble, and the sky exploded with a terrifying sound.

At the extreme end, hundreds of bass swung down with the sway of the fish's fins, as fast as the divine wind, arriving in just one breath.

The fisherman with a seven-foot green pole spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated ten feet, but this time the witch did not follow him. The nine-day witch Chen Ziqin just looked at Yang Shengzi on the ground and spoke softly, then put her hands behind her back and stopped.

"The old man is too weak and has reached the end of his strength. I will give you my head!"

Yang Shengzi ran quickly on the ground, while the girl Yingzi rolled up with a dog stick, jumped into the air, and stopped the fisherman with a seven-foot green pole. When the girl arrived, Yang Shengzi also arrived.

I saw Yang Shengzi, who was on the ground, looking back in the air, without saying a word of nonsense, he must die.

"The innate Bagua appears."

"Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and electricity!"

The weather in Dry Well changed color, with eight colors alternating in an extremely complex manner. The ground exploded inch by inch, eight trigrams came out, and there were lightning, thunder, wind and rain.

"Thirty-six ways to beat a dog with a stick: the magic dog stick!"

There are shadows of sticks in all directions, and there is also an illusory tengu figure that looks up to the sky and howls, and finally disappears in a flash, so powerful!

The fisherman with a seven-foot green pole endured his own injuries and used a powerful move to fight to the death.

"The slanting wind and drizzle don't have to go back!"

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed, and the small market suddenly reflected the sky and the earth, showing a scene of clear mountains and misty rain in the rain. In addition, the river surged, and there was a fishing boat on the river with green bamboo hats and green raincoats. It suddenly came and fell, and the world was shocked.

move!

The roar of magic has lingered in this small world for a long time.

The fisherman with a seven-foot green pole was suddenly shattered in front of his face, and his blood spread all over the ground, dyeing the entire Quxi ground red!

A fisherman would never have imagined that someone who has been fishing for many years would have a moment when his boat capsizes.

The fisherman was dying, with a ferocious look on his face, his eyes fixed on the young man Yang Shengzi, and after leaving a few words, he could no longer hold on and died.

"Old friend, save me!"

A ghostly voice sounded like ghost thunder in Quxi Market, and I haven't been there for a long time.

"Who is so bold as to kill this woodcutter's long-time friend? This woodcutter has smelled your breath, and all of you will die! Just let me give you a ride with my knife."

"Lumberjack Ghost Sword!"

"The woodcutter's ghost sword points the chessboard!"

Before anyone arrived, I saw a woodcutter's ghost sword. The sword was two feet and seven inches long and whirled from the west. The mirror-like blade was filled with cold air. The woodcutter's sword was covered with a sinister ghost light that filled the sky!

Cut it off with one knife!
Chapter completed!