In this way, the cat evil no longer had a roadblock. He swayed and ran towards the man holding the ghost-killing banner, climbed along his trouser legs onto his shoulders, and crouched down.

Then there was a shrill cat moan, looking at Ye Zhengyang and the others vigilantly.

Who is this guy who appeared out of thin air? It's lively tonight.

Zhang Yang felt something was wrong, so he immediately flashed, left Ye Zhengyang, pulled out his magic weapon, and stood on the side of the guy holding the ghost-slaying banner.

Gu Jiaming also retreated to the side and surrounded the man holding the ghost-killing banner on three sides.

"Who are you?"

Ye Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the guy for a while. He saw that this man was around fifty years old, wearing ordinary clothes, a little fat, and wearing a pair of glasses.

Ye Zhengyang could feel that this guy holding the ghost-killing banner was a very powerful practitioner, especially the ghost-killing banner in his hand, which was definitely not something that ordinary practitioners could possess.

"Don't worry about who I am. That boy from the Chen family deserves to die. Don't interfere in this matter."

The middle-aged man said gloomyly.

"If you say we don't want us to interfere, we won't interfere. Who are you?"

Zhang Yang held the Qinghong sword in his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man.

Even if the middle-aged man was surrounded by Ye Zhengyang and the others, his face remained calm and his heart was not beating. He snorted coldly: "Get out now, I can spare your life. If you talk nonsense, I will ask you to be buried with the boy from the Chen family!"

"This brother was so angry that he was not afraid of the wind and his tongue flashing."

At this time, Gu Jiaming said: "Look at me, I should be a native of Hong Kong Island. I am a descendant of the Gu family of the Feng Shui family of Hong Kong Island. I don't know who this brother is."

Gu Jiaming is still a little famous in the Hong Kong Island practice world. Now he reports to his family, just to suppress others and let him retreat when he sees the difficulties.

But the middle-aged man looked at Gu Jiaming and said with a gloomy face: "What are you? A little Feng Shui master dares to speak in front of me. Do you get out of here or not? If you don't get out of here, you will die!"

After the man finished speaking, he shook the ghost-slaying banner again, and the breath of various colors floated on it, and the Qi field surged for a moment, making people feel turbulent.

Ye Zhengyang asked in a deep voice: "This is just yours. Why do you want to stop us from saving the dead souls?"

"Why are there so much nonsense? Get out of here!"

The man had no intention of explanation at all, but asked Ye Zhengyang and the others to leave here.

"grass!"

Zhang Yang swears and said angrily: "If you speak well, we still have to discuss it. Just let us go like this. Do you think it's possible?"

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly, again

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He said, "It seems you want to die?"

The man said, and inserted the ghost-slaying banner in his hand to the ground. The black cat on his shoulder suddenly let out a shrill howl again.

Suddenly, a group of people came again from the depths of the woods, and more than a dozen people came this time.

The leader was an old man in his sixties, with a gray head, followed by a dozen men in black, dressed up in a strong manner. Needless to say, they all looked like they were all practitioners.

It seems that this land of Hong Kong Island is also hidden and lying on the tiger. Ye Zhengyang was secretly shocked.

But what Ye Zhengyang and the others couldn't understand was where these people emerged, and why did they have to leave?

If they want to kill the Chen family father and son, it is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog by means of these people.

The old man who was for the sake of the man was even more imposing. He had a buzz cut, wore a black Tang suit, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle and falcon, and his hands were on his back. He led a group of people to stop at Ye Zhengyang seven or eight meters away, raised his head and looked over.

Suddenly, such a group of people appeared, which was unexpected by Ye Zhengyang and the others.

Especially the old man with a buzz cut, Ye Zhengyang took a look and actually made him feel frightened.

This person's strength is so strong that the breath from the inside out has dissipated, forcing Ye Zhengyang to be alert.

As soon as the people on both sides stood still, the old man looked at Ye Zhengyang and asked with a smile: "This little brother is very jealous. He probably is not from Hong Kong Island. He is from Big 6, right?"

Ye Zhengyang nodded and said with a calm expression: "Not bad."

"hehe"

The old man smiled and said, "You shouldn't care about the matter here. Now we can let you go."

"You also know that the boy from the Chen family has done many evil deeds and harmed people a lot. If you continue to save him, it would be equivalent to helping the evildoer."

"I think you are a practitioner, and you should know the interests of this. Let's go, don't stay here."

This old man is quite polite in his speech, with a big shot.

Ye Zhengyang pondered for a moment and said, "The boy from the Chen family did a lot of evil, but he would not die."

"Even if you want to die, you cannot die at the hands of ghosts. In this way, Zhou Weilun's wronged soul will be greatly punished when he arrives in the underworld, and you should know."

The old man smiled slightly, looked at Ye Zhengyang again, and said with a smile: "Little brother, where are you going to go?"

"Xiaodao studied under the true man Xuan Qing, with the Taoist name Long Kui, and has seen this senior."

Ye Zhengyang bowed his hand and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Hearing Ye Zhengyang's name, the old man was stunned. The people behind him looked at each other, with a hint of panic on his face, even the one who held the slash

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The faces of the ghost banner are also shady and unstable.

The origin of the Dharma name in the world of practice is not simple. Although they have never heard of the name of Xuan Qing Zhenren, they think they are not names.

The old man continued to ask, "Which sect is that?"

Ye Zhengyang shook his head and said, "Master didn't mention it to me."

The old man smiled slightly and said, "It turns out that he is a casual cultivator. It is indeed unexpected that he has such cultivation at a young age."

"I heard from me, don't worry too much about this matter, you can leave now."

Zhang Yang shook the Qinghong sword in his hand again and said coldly: "Why do you say let us go and we will leave? Who are you?"

Hearing this, the old man was slightly stunned and asked, "You look very good too, who are you?"

Zhang Yang said directly: "My uncle, I will not change my name or surname. Zhang Yang, the current head of the Laoshan Sect, is the closed disciple of Zhengyi, a real person."

After listening to Zhang Yang's self-introduction, the old man was shocked again.

"Amitabha, and I!"

At this time, a Buddhist chant sounded, and then Yuan Fang also brought Chen Yifei and his son over.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Yuan Fang actually took Chen Yifei and his son, the old man asked again.

"Amitabha Buddha, the abbot of the Zen Precepts in Wutai Mountain, Yuan Fang."

Yuan Fang clasped his hands together and said lightly.

Okay, I met a group of people now. That one is the closed disciple of the head of Laoshan. This one is not small. He is actually the host of Wutai Mountain Zen Acts Academy.

Mount Wutai is a famous Buddhist mountain in China and the leader of Chinese Buddhism. All temples in China are based on the Wutai horses.

Zhang Yang asked again: "Who are you? Since you don't want us to interfere in this matter, then draw a story, with reasonable and evidence, and we will leave only if we can convince us."

"Otherwise, don't even think about it. Don't think that you are too many people, and I'm afraid of you."

The old man laughed and said, "Okay, since you have to know who I am, it's okay to tell you. I am Liao Zhengnan, the head of Mingyue Cult Hong Kong Island. I'm lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be lucky to be......"

Liao Zhengnan also bowed to Ye Zhengyang and the others.

My God……………………………………

When Ye Zhengyang and the other two heard that the person had issued a name, they all felt a sank in their hearts and couldn't help but gasp.

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