I have the strongest merit system

The golden light is exactly the sword energy of the bearded swordsman.

Sword Qi rushed to the sky.

The entire temple hall couldn't bear it, and directly pierced the roof with a big hole.

The next moment, a scream sounded.

The bearded swordsman sneered: "You still want to run?"

After speaking, he soared into the sky, and the golden light swept across.

"Stay with me."

There was another scream, and then a black shadow manifested out of thin air and fell to the ground outside the hall.

Just two swords, the battle is resolved.

Inside the hall.

The rich and noble families are dazzled and inexplicably shocked.

Both grandparents and grandchildren couldn't help but marvel.

"Good swordsmanship, good sword spirit."

"Amazing, this bearded uncle." The granddaughter also looked surprised.

On the contrary, the earth dog is very calm.

Although Wei Yang has never revealed his strength.

But when Wei Yang used the sword energy to cut the dog's hair and wash its marrow, the vast and sharp sword intent made the dog feel as if he was facing a god.

The big beard in front of him looks awesome.

Comparable to master.

The earth dog said, but that's all.

Wei Yang also smiled.

Although in his eyes, the bearded man's sword light and sword skills actually have some problems.

But he judged from a high altitude.

Although Hongmeng is a fictional world.

But Wei Yang's tens of thousands of years was not wasted.

The kendo learned from Lu Zu is even more real.

So if you don't count your physical age.

In fact, Wei Yang has long been an old monster in the eyes of some people, and his vision is not at the same level.

However, the bearded swordsman seemed to be around forty years old.

At such an age, his cultivation base has reached the peak of the True Yuan Realm, and his sword light is also concise enough, although he has not comprehended the sword intent.

But below the Golden Core Realm, they are definitely the top group of people.

Enough to be praised.

At this moment.

The bearded swordsman flew down in front of the shadow.

The black shadow struggled on the ground, one arm disappeared, revealing his real face, but he was a little old man, he looked like a monkey, with disheveled hair, dark eyes, three parts like a human, seven parts like a ghost.

"Lu Benxiu, it really is you playing tricks here."

The bearded swordsman looked down at the little old man with a mocking expression on his face.

The little old man gritted his teeth: "Yan Chifei, we don't offend the river, why are you here to deal with me?"

The bearded swordsman said: "It's your bad luck. What you have done is too extreme. You are here to seek wealth and murder. You are unscrupulous. If I don't kill you, more innocent people will die in vain in the future."

"Innocent? Hehe, in this world, who is suffering and suffering is not innocent? I suffered great injustice and blood feud, who made the decision for me? Why did someone come to kill me when I became a villain? God damn it , it's not fair."

The little old man was furious.

The bearded swordsman said indifferently: "I haven't met it, and it has nothing to do with me, but if I did, it means your life is over."

"It's not so easy to kill me. The ghosts are activated and unpredictable. Even if I die, there will be a group of people here who will be buried with me."

The little old man got up slowly, looked at the bearded swordsman mockingly, and continued: "Come on, kill me, don't you claim to be righteous? Killing innocent people, I think you are just."

The bearded swordsman hesitated a little.

indeed.

Although under the two swords, the little old man was severely injured.

But he didn't kill him, that's the trouble.

At this moment, even if he could kill him, there was no guarantee that other ordinary people in this hall would not be implicated.

"Hee hee, grandpa, that little old man is so funny, he actually said he wanted to bury people with him. Doesn't he know that the real opening of ghosts and illusions requires at least the strength of the heaven and man realm? It's just the ability to create illusions, scaring ordinary people. It’s nothing more than a human being, there’s nothing lethal at all.”

At this time, the granddaughter of the grandparent and grandson middle school suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

Her voice is not small.

It was enough for the bearded swordsman and the little old man outside the hall to hear it.

As soon as the words came out.

The little old man was dumbfounded.

The bearded swordsman's eyes lit up, and then he looked at the little old man with a smile.

"Damn it, who are you all? Where did I provoke you?" The little old man was so angry that he couldn't help but roar.

Here, only two votes were made.

Yan Chifei, who is jealous of evil and fierce with sword spirit, is fine.

Why are other people not ordinary people?

It felt like a fox was catching a chicken, but the hunter who bent his bow and shot an arrow, the gunner with a shotgun, and the machine gunner with Gatling all came.

I'm just a small person, as for?As for?

"Don't call me, I didn't target you, I'm just a storyteller, and I travel around the world with my granddaughter, and make a living, so don't talk nonsense." The grandfather and grandson replied with a smile.

The little old man believed him to be a ghost, but the old man was very bad, and he always pointed out the mystery on his side.

"Stop talking nonsense, come again, if you can block my sword again, I will let you go." The bearded swordsman continued to speak at this time.

The little old man sneered: "If you want to kill, kill it, why tease me?"

After speaking, he suddenly closed his eyes, as if waiting to be killed, without any resistance at all.

However, at this time, the granddaughter said again: "Ah, I'm going to run, I'm going to the east."

The bearded swordsman swept across the east without hesitation.

With a tearing sound, and then a scream, a black shadow manifested out of thin air and was chopped off in half.

"Cao Nima, little bitch, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

The little old man wailed in despair, the two halves of his body fell to the ground, his eyes gradually became dead silent.

But the little old man died.

But the downpour wasn't over yet.

The bearded swordsman looked into the hall, and continued: "Dare to ask senior, how do you restrain yourself from this phantom?"

"As long as you can make the phantom recognize its master, you will naturally be able to restrain yourself."

The bearded swordsman was helpless: "Then what is this phantom? I don't know either?"

"Only those who are destined can discover and recognize the master. This is the nature of the gods and things of heaven and earth. Otherwise, even if things are in your hands, they will be useless."

"Now, everyone here actually has a chance to get ghosts, it just depends on who has more luck."

Hear this.

The eyes of the trembling wealthy family and their servants all lit up.

Such a fetish, if you can get it, not to mention anything else, at least it is priceless.

Immediately, several servants who couldn't stand the temptation rushed towards the rain curtain outside the hall.

"Master, shall we also look for it?" The lady was also a little excited.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and said: "Go and try, after all, it is also an opportunity."

Immediately, the children of rich and noble families ran over and rushed to where the corpse was.

The bearded swordsman swept his gaze and found that there was nothing on the little old man, so he didn't move.

In the following time, the entire hall was rummaged inside and out, and even the Buddha statues enshrined in the hall were searched everywhere as if they were profane.

The grandfather and grandson didn't move, and they found that Wei Yang didn't move either.

The grandfather and grandson were a little curious, the grandfather said: "This little brother, why don't you go look for it?"

Wei Yang smiled and said, "I'm a scholar. I only like reading. I'm not interested in these weird things."

The grandparents were speechless.

How do you feel, this kid in front of you is better at pretending than us?