Qian Yiqun collected military rations and civilian rations from Youtun, burned the houses of several Jurchens to fight, and killed several old slaves who were not obsessed with him. He remembered his promise to not kill indiscriminately. After careful reflection, he found that none of these people should not die.

Anyone who lives better in this village will definitely start with plunder.

They plundered property and population from the Ming Dynasty, plundered population and cattle and sheep from Mongolia, and then let the Mongols graze and fight for them, and let the Han people farm and serve them. Even the old Jurchen activity of going into the mountains to hunt has now become leisure and exercise. It can be said that these people are not engaged in production at all, but are just exploiting vampires from other nations.

Qian Yiqun also saw a dead pit outside the village. The slaves who starved to death and were thrown here and allowed to eat wild dogs. Judging from the number of corpses in this pit, the slaves are basically a fast-consumption product.

After coming out of Youtun, Qian Yiqun drove the horses out in a scattered direction as usual. Although he did not see the pursuers behind him, nor did he sense the pressure of the master, his heart was a little heavy. He firmly believed that every man was responsible for the rise and fall of the world, but now it seems that as a Taoist priest, he was really powerful to kill thieves and unable to turn the world back.

Qian Yiqun killed the military ration guard in Youtun, and swept away the entire village's food and military ration. The village had to send people to report to his master.

Qian Yiqun rode deer and followed the map and quickly rushed to another village. He soon discovered that all the places on this map were the links of the Jurchen military rations. When they were plundering the pass, they only brought their own rations, and the army had almost no supplies. However, this time Huang Taiji changed his traditional tactics. He mainly focused on siege and attacking aid, so he naturally needed a large amount of food and grass supplies.

This was originally a great opportunity for the Ming army. We could take advantage of the Jurchens' lack of experience in logistics operations to fight a beautiful anti-encirclement and annihilation. However, the Ming army chose the stupidest tactics. The task of hitting the logistics line fell on the Taoist priests.

Although it was in the snowy mountains, the news flew to various villages where the virgin real people lived like wings. They thought of various ways to guard against the demonic path coming from the west, but found that even the black dog blood could not stop him, let alone his magic.

The only way to prevent this demon from taking away the food and grass is only one: burn it.

However, burning food and grass is no better than letting the demon take away, or even worse.

Because Qian Yiqun did not believe in these Jurchens, if he could not find the food and grass he had hoarded, he would search from house to house to prevent the Jurchens from being broken into pieces and avoiding "collection".

If a batch of food and grass that is understandable directly gathers, Qian Yiqun's search will be weakened, which will leave more food for the villagers to spend the winter.

Although some people organized their intention to resist this demonic path, whether it was a strong attack or various frauds, it had no effect on Qian Yiqun. Some people foolishly chose to follow, but no one could survive three nights without sleeping, and finally could only watch Qian Yiqun disappear from his sight.

Agula also held a map of the Jurchens himself in his hand, but every time he went to a gathering point, he could only see blood and terrified villagers and angry Jurchen hunters.

Since that's the case, I'll go to Chenyang to wait for you!

Agula calmed down the anger in his heart. Anger made him lose the ability to think calmly. He followed Qian Yiqun and spared half of Liaodong like a headless fly, and finally only witnessed the bloodthirsty death of the demon. After his balanced mindset, things turned around.

Outside the Xiping Fort on the edge of the Liao River, Agula saw a ray of black smoke rushing straight into the sky. It was the beacon fire in the fort, announcing the arrival of the enemy.

However, it is impossible for the Ming army to be nearby. Then there is only one enemy: the demonic path!

Qian Yiqun ignored the beacon fire. He was putting the last load of food into a golden scale basket. When he walked to the main road outside, he was about to leave with his horse as usual, he saw an old beggar wearing a flower doctor and covered in gullies.

There is no suspicion in this old beggar.

The only suspicious thing is probably that he is too calm.

Could it be that expert?

A trace of ominousness appeared in Qian Yiqun's heart.

"You are a monk," the old beggar's Chinese with a northwest accent, "but it's so tyrannical! I have to do the way for heaven."

Qian Yiqun sighed inwardly: What should come is always coming, but he didn't expect to hit him here. Should he run away? Or fight for it?

It was this idea that made Qian Yiqun stand still and ushered in the first attack of the old shaman.

When you reach Agula's realm, it is no longer necessary to move your body. After forming a holy fetus, the power of the soul is enough to crush all the tangible substances in this world. Therefore, whether it is Ku Chen or Gao Ren, they will use the mysterious technique they are best at for attacking and defense, but will no longer play some fist and foot skills.

Qian Yiqun suddenly seemed to see a big mountain, pressing down at him.

"The golden light appears at a speed!"

Qian Yiqun shouted violently, and a golden light flashed on his body. He rushed towards Agula at the fastest speed with the golden light protecting his body.

The Zhenling and Xunling ringing one after another. Qian Yiqun blessed himself with the power of body skills and magic energy while rushing. However, this distance was much further than what he judged, and it seemed that it did not narrow the distance between him and Agula.

This old monster moves so fast!

Agula seemed to have no movement, but in fact he was retreating quickly. This fighting method that reached the holy fetus realm made Qian Yiqun quite unable to adapt.

Fortunately, the golden light of the body protection was not defeated by his powerful pressure, and it could still ensure that Qian Yiqun was not affected.

"Thunder come!"

Qian Yiqun shouted loudly, and the basketball-sized thunder ball immediately came out, hiding a huge power of lightning.

Agula raised his horse's head staff, recited a spell, and pointed it straight towards the thunder ball.

A bright white light appeared on the horse's head staff, which became more and more dazzling, and eventually completely engulfed the light blue thunder ball.

It seems useless.

Seeing that the old man didn't care about his thunder in his palm, Qian Yiqun was unable to get close to him, and the tactics he could apply in his mind were in a short while.

"Thunder come!"

Qian Yiqun shook his palm again.

Agula's mouth slightly pulled open: "It's useless."

Who said it was useless!

Qian Yiqun saw Agula recite the mantra again, and his figure swayed and quickly retreated backwards.

"I want to escape!" Agula finally understood what Qian Yiqun meant, but the thunder ball in front of him had to be eliminated before he could pursue it.

Although it was only delayed during the breathing time, Qian Yi's ghost steps and Yufeng were in parallel, and with the blessing of the shaking ring, he had already flew out four or five feet apart.

Agula did not release his pressure. He could not tell whether the golden light on Qian Yiqun's body was a skill that specifically restrained the mental pressure or a unique magic weapon. He didn't know that the baby had a limit of using it three times. As a straightforward Mongol, he chose the easiest method: catch up.

Qian Yiqun knew that the probability of being hit by a ranged weapon during the movement was very low, but it would be hard to say if the opponent had a cultivation level far higher than him. In his eyes, this shaman was unfathomable and indeed he was unable to compete with him. If he followed the master's words: after refining the seven souls, he had to destroy the three souls, and after passing the three souls, he would be two levels and six levels lower than him.

Judging from past experience, if it is within the same level, the difference in strength is not very obvious. Qian Yiqun used his strength to beat Huang Yuanba's younger brother away... Although it is considered to be someone to help. However, if he crossed a larger realm, from soul to soul, it would probably be a world of difference.

Qian Yiqun saw a dense forest ahead of him and knew that it was the only chance to get rid of this old man. He immediately had a faster speed under his feet. With the wind control technique, he almost reached the point where he flew quickly.

"Where can you escape!" Agula roared.

A huge shock wave came from behind Qian Yiqun, like a huge hammer hitting Qian Yiqun's back.

Qian Yiqun was dizzy and staggered: "Mu Fighter!"

In an instant, Qian Yiqun had already exchanged positions with a small tree in the fifteen steps ahead, and immediately entered the ghost step.

Mu Shin-in-law showed great deception and actually maintained Qian Yiqun's image. Standing there, it seemed like he was beaten to death.

Agula never thought that there would be such a mysterious technique in the world, and he raised his horse's head and smashed it at "Qian Yiqun".

The horse-headed staff made a sound of thousands of horses neighing, transforming into a huge white horse, and its hooves raised high stepped heavily on the head of "Qian Yiqun".

The small tree was trampled to pieces, turning into pieces of wood, falling all over the ground.

Agula found himself cheated and his anger burned again. He looked up and saw that Qian Yiqun was still there, and he could not even sense the slightest breath of the demon.

Agula walked forward with a horse-headed stick, sighed deeply, and said intimately: Someone in this world can escape the pursuit of a saint with the power of the four spirits. Is it because he is useless to be old? It seems that a great devil has appeared in Ming Dynasty!

"Shuifeng well!"

Qian Yiqun suddenly jumped out of the void before Agura's sigh was over, and black fog spread out from his body, covering Agura in an instant.

"long!"

A vine quickly rushed out from the ground, entangled Agula's feet in an instant, and climbed up along the calf.

"burst!"

The thirty-six phantom swords that had been transformed by the Jie Yin Sword stabbed Agula as the true body in Qian Yiqun's hand. With the explosion brought by the phantom sword being incorporated into the true sword, Agula's figure was suddenly blasted into a blood mist.

"Hahaha, do you think I ran away? You were wrong!" Qian Yiqun smiled at the bloody stain on the ground, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He quickly dispelled this unpleasant feeling and said to himself: Even if you are a saint, since you are in this world, you have to follow the rules of the world. Although my power is not worthy of Taoist, if you can't even kill me like this, you will be too despicable.

Qian Yiqun checked the fragments of the corpse on the ground again and suddenly saw the pieces of meat squirming.
Chapter completed!