Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

Putting away the phone, Xu Fan walked out without thinking. He glanced at these iron rods standing up one after another. Xu Fan frowned. He didn't know what these iron rods represented, and he didn't dare to move them. It's not that I'm afraid of disturbing the Taoist people, but I'm afraid that it will accidentally hurt the souls of those villagers.

"Who are you, how come you are here."

When a voice reached Xu Fan’s ears, Xu Fan was also taken aback. He was really careless. He also remembered Lan Lan’s words. His observation was really bad enough. If the other party is a master, the time spent talking is used to attack him. I am afraid I will be injured either.

However, it was not the time to think about this. Xu Fan turned around. Behind him turned out to be a Taoist priest. Although this Taoist priest was very young, his eyes were evil and fierce. Xu Fan didn't think much about saying, "Passing by. Passing by, I got separated from my teammates. I just crawled in outside the yard. I was just about to find someone like you. By the way, can I take the night out? I'll pay for it. Can I leave early tomorrow morning?"

"Oh, okay. Being a monk, it's convenient for people," the young Taoist priest said.

"Then thank you so much." Xu Fan said with a smile.

"call out!"

Just as Xu Fan turned around, the Taoist priest drew his saber and slashed towards Xu Fan. Of course Xu Fan was aware of it. Xu Fan still had this insight. Xu Fan pretended not to stand firm and fell. On the contrary, it happened to avoid this sword.

"Ah, Dao Master, what you do with your sword, all the money in my body will be given to you, don't kill me." Xu Fan said with a frightened expression on his face.

"What are you talking about? I'll come out to show you, the benefactor, see how my saber is." The young Taoist priest slowly stretched his sword towards Xu Fan, just before Xu Fan. When he was next to him, suddenly his wrist flipped, and the sword came straight towards Xu Fan's life gate.

Xu Fan smiled slightly, took a step back, and said, "The sword of Dao Chang is really good, it's very sharp."

Seeing that Xu Fan was like this, the young Taoist priest also knew that Xu Fan was a master, and immediately shouted: "Brother, there is a guest here, come out to get him."

Xu Fan didn’t stop him. These people really didn’t look down on the enemy in Xu Fan’s eyes. Xu Fan seemed to say that they couldn’t be called an enemy. Even though Taoist Xu Fan has discovered that there are no evil things or anything related to demonic cultivation. The clues, but still stayed, after all, there are forty or fifty lives involved. Even if they don't take action, the people of Qinglong will take action against these people soon, so why don't you give a favor.

In less than half a minute, fragments of footsteps came over. Xu Fan saw that there were seven young Taoist priests. The last middle-aged fat Taoist was still holding the woman that the former village party secretary met in his arms. .

At this time, the woman said, "I recognize him. I just ran into him at Old Man Wang's house. If it weren't for him, Old Man Wang wouldn't be able to make it through tonight. Brother Huang, you have to be the master of others."

"It's easy to talk," said the middle-aged Taoist priest. After speaking, he still squeezed the widow's **** and walked towards Xu Fan, walked up to Xu Fan and glanced at Xu Fan and said: "Dare to ask the little brother which one On the road? Under Li Wentao, there is still some face on the Jiujiang Road."

Listening to Li Wentao's words, Xu Fan wanted to laugh a little, so he said, "Some faces are hiding in this mountain as a Taoist priest?"

"Boy, what do you know? Believe it or not if you are so disrespectful that I will kill him." The young Taoist priest said viciously. Xu Fan didn't even look at him. With a thought, his supernatural power hit a stone on the ground directly to this place. Young Taoist priest's mouth.

"what!"

The young Taoist cried out in pain, and then spit out seven or eight teeth and half of his tongue. Xu Fan smiled and said, "Is this just because the wind has flashed his tongue?"

The other six people also complained secretly when they saw this. They didn't even see how Xu Fan did it. How could a master of this level find them? These six people couldn't help but have such doubts in their hearts.

Widow Li was also about to sneak away at this time. Xu Fan's eyes were stunned, and there was a gleam in her eyes. Then Widow Li fell to the ground with a painful cry, watching her feet were severed by the brush. People are mortals, so I don't know Xu Fan's methods.

As the leader of this group of people, Li Wentao had to stand up and speak: "These brothers are not sensible, so please ask brother Haihan, dare to ask why your brothers are here." Although Li Wentao is afraid, he is neither humble nor overbearing. There seems to be peace. Xu Fan meant to negotiate. Xu Fan sneered, and then walked towards Li Wentao. Without using any spells, he slapped Li Wentao's face with pure brute force and said: "Who is a brother with you? Don't look at yourself as a man. what?"

"what!"

Li Wentao screamed and covered his face, feeling that his head was almost slapped by the slap. He felt lowered and lowered his tone and said, "I was wrong, don't beat me, grandpa! You are my grandpa."

"boom!"

Xu Fan stepped forward and touched Li Wentao’s chest with a kick, and then said: "You are not your grandson, you are my grandson? You are not worthy!" The first sentence of this sentence was originally Lan Lan said Xu Fan, now after Xu Fan said it. I feel that the whole person is much more comfortable. If I want to find it, I should come out and look for the bad luck of these people who hurt the truth. It's really great!

"Ahem!" Li Wentao stood up hard, this time he had learned well and never spoke again.

Xu Fan took a cold look at the crowd, then took out the Pure Yang Sword from Xumi Jie and said, "You!" While speaking, Pure Yang Sword pointed towards Li Wentao, and Li Wentao hurriedly said on the ground, "Hey! Now, what's the matter."

"boom!"

Xu Fan kicked again, and said angrily: "My name is Hey? Didn't your parents teach you to speak when you gave birth?" At this moment, everyone was full of sympathy for Li Wentao, and at the same time, they were praying that this plague **** should never look. Own, so the other people stood still, except for the young Taoist priest and Widow Li, both of them had passed out at this moment, and Xu Fan would not care about their life and death. In Xu Fan’s eyes, this kind of harm was done. People are not enough to die.

"That cough, cough, how should I call it?" Li Wentao said tremblingly, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood while speaking. This was mostly anger, and now Li Wentao also realized the real meaning of vomiting blood.

"What are these for!" Xu Fan did not look at Li Wentao, but glanced at everyone. The few hits on Li Wentao meant to teach these people, killing chickens and cursing monkeys. Now Xu Fan doesn't mind seeing these as Li Wentao, if Their mouths are hard enough.