"Master Wang, I'll go with you! This evil thief killed my relatives, and Zhao wished he could eat raw meat!"

Zhao Buhui didn't have much confidence in Wang Yucheng.

After all, the skills Li Shier showed are also quite powerful.

But what he said just now undoubtedly made him feel admiration for Wang Yucheng.

Immortal disciple.

Wang Yucheng has mastered the immortal, how can there be any opponents in the world?

If there is a chance, Zhao Buhui also wants to meet the immortals.

Let’s see what the so-called gods look like.

"Since that's the case, then let me do it!"

Sla!

Wang Yucheng drew out the long sword and held it backwards in his hand: "Everyone, please remember to be twenty meters away from me at that time. Wang's sword energy can reach 800 meters, and the light of one sword is cold, so he can take the head of the other party's neck! It's too close to me, I'm afraid that you and others will not be able to withstand the power of the immortal's sword!"

"Did you hear what Master Wang said!"

Zhao Buhui turned around and asked loudly.

"clear!"

The Zhao family was extremely excited.

Even the title has been changed from Taoist Wang to Immortal Master Wang.

They hated Li Shier to the core, and now they have received help from immortal disciples. They all rely on their power and are so arrogant.

"Zhang San, Li Si!"

Wang Yucheng shouted: "Change clothes!"

"Get orders!"

The two disciples quickly put down their bags and took out a white long gown from it.

One left and one right, rushed directly to Wang Yucheng and put the white long gown on him.

"Immortal Master, what does this mean?"

Zhao Buhui blinked and completely forgot the pain on his wrist.

Why should I wear a white outfit before going into battle?

"I am a disciple of the Western Emperor. If I use one sword, the other party will explode and die, just like a willow tree!" Wang Yucheng pointed to the white long gown proudly: "I am worried about the blood splashing on my body, so I specially prepared this long gown! When I set out the sword later, you will understand when you see dozens of meters of blood mist!"

"I see!"

Zhao Buhui nodded and hurriedly ordered the butler behind him: "Go and take out my Zhao family raincoat, one for each person! Don't let the evil man's blood splatter on us, which is unlucky!"

"clear!"

The housekeeper trotted and led the people away.

Five minutes later, the Zhao family carried the sarcophagus, wore a raincoat under the sun, and headed towards the mountain gate.

"stop!"

When the group arrived at the gate of the mountain, Wang Yucheng raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop.

"Immortal Master, what do you mean?"

Since seeing the sword energy blowing off the willow tree, Zhao Buhui has simply regarded Wang Yucheng as a god.

He has only watched such a scene on TV.

Now that he saw the large army stop, he hurriedly asked.

"I have a habit before I kill someone." Wang Yucheng waved his hand with a stern face.

Zhang San immediately trotted forward.

"That is, first notify the other party to wash his neck, and then fly the sword to take his life!"

Wang Yucheng held the long sword inward and gently stroked it with his fingers.

"hiss!"

He gasped.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Buhui hurriedly asked.

Now every move of the other party is in his heart.

"Nothing happens!"

Wang Yucheng hurriedly hid his fingers.

The sword was too sharp and cut a wound.

It's not a big deal to get some blood.

"Let's go, I think the other party is ready. But if I use my sword, the Daluo Golden Immortal will also fall! After all, I am a master of the Western Emperor!"

He walked out of the mountain gate with his head held high.

Behind him, the Zhao family was carrying a sarcophagus with an excited face.

And at this time.

Li Shier is wearing a black jacket and sunglasses.

Sitting in an off-road vehicle.

Behind are dozens of heavy trucks.

"Someone blocks the way ahead!"

The driver pointed at a figure and asked for instructions: "Do you park?"

"Crash over."

Li Shier spoke lightly.

boom!

The driver stepped on the accelerator.

Off-road vehicles rushing at a very fast speed.

Zhang San stood there and was waving his hand, and before he could declare war.

I saw the car crashing towards me like crazy.

thump!

He was a dog who ate shit, and his shoes were hit and flew into the sky, and then fell down.

"Damn it! When my master comes with a sword, he will tell you all to kneel down and eat shit!"

Zhang San stood up in a mess and cursed.

"Yohe, the Zhao family is in a big position."

Bai Ming sat in the passenger seat, looked at the Zhao family in front of him, and smiled and said, "Carrying a coffin, are you going to apologize for death?"

"The Zhao family does not have this enlightenment."

Li Shier said lightly: "The coffin is probably prepared for me."

People with wolves and dogs can't wake up.

"At the front, there is an old Taoist wearing a white shirt."

Bai Ming held his chin and joked: "Is this a way to open the hall, or do you want to save yourself?"

The Taoist priest held a long sword and blocked the middle of the road.

Behind were the Zhao family carrying the sarcophagus.

"Is this crazy? Is it a raincoat on sunny days and my brain is broken?"

Bai Ming was a little stunned, then laughed and said, "It's not easy for a group of brainless people to fall into their hands. It's not easy for the Zhao family to be able to live today."

He had only heard of black people carrying coffins, and had never heard of carrying coffins in raincoats.

"parking!"

When the car was less than ten meters away from the old road, Li Shier stopped the driver, pushed open the door, and walked down with Bai Ming.

Behind him, Guan Canghai also walked down together.

"Li Shier!"

Zhao Buhui and the Zhao family looked at him angrily.

But the immortal master has explained that a distance must be kept long enough.
To be continued...