After hearing Song He's words, Wang Zhe was stunned.

What is strong rhetoric, what is nonsense, what is nonsense?

This is the Song River in front of me.

This is still before me.

"Don't he know how to be afraid?"

Such people are really rare.

"This?!" Qin Chong was stunned for a moment, and it was difficult to tell whether it was true or false.

After all, he is still a rough guy, and he doesn't have that much of a sneaky mind. He is good at charging into battle, conquering cities, and playing tricks and tricks, but he is far inferior to these people.

"When I came here, I heard this guy discussing this matter with his subordinates. This was the strategy he and Zhong Yong had discussed." Wang Zhe said coldly from the side.

"You guys are still trying to trick me and cost me my life!"

Qin Chong's eyes widened with anger, and Song He continued to argue, but Qin Chong smashed the Tianling Cap to pieces with a mace, and blood spattered.

Song He looked up and fell down with his eyes open and his mouth open.

He probably never dreamed that he would die so quickly or in such a way.

The little guys surrounding him were dumbfounded when they saw this.

Seeing the boss of the village having his head chopped off and dying, it was definitely impossible for them to be so stupid as to rush forward and fight for their lives.

Working hard is to show loyalty, to strive for a future, and to show the boss.

Now that the boss is dead, there is no need for it, not to mention that the bearded man looks very difficult to mess with.

These people just surrounded Wang Zhe and Qin Chong in the hall.

"Thank you sir." Qin Chong saluted Wang Zhe again.

He didn't expect to meet Wang Zhe here and was quite surprised.

"Hey, the real master is here?" Wang Zhe looked up and looked out of the hall.

"The rightful master? Isn't Song He dead?" Qin Chong was very puzzled when he heard this.

At this moment, a cloud came from outside, and the cloud was still shining with colorful light.

"The gods are coming!" Someone shouted, and everyone in the hall knelt down in cheers, preparing to welcome the gods.

"Fairy?" Wang Zhe smiled.

It's just a bluff, Hu Nong is just an ordinary person who has never seen the world.

The white clouds dispersed, and a woman dressed in her own clothes walked out from it. She had picturesque features, was very beautiful, and had an air of immortality about her.

"It's the Nine Heavens Fairy." Someone among the kneeling bandits exclaimed.

"The Nine Heavens Fairy is the one who passed down the Heavenly Book to Song He?" Wang Zhe looked at the woman who fell outside the hall.

Yunfa looked around and saw a peaceful aura exuding from her body.

Qin Chong on the side was stunned. He had never seen such a battle before, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Who are you, and why did you kill Song He?" The fairy looked displeased.

"This guy has evil thoughts and kills innocent people indiscriminately. He deserves to be killed!" Just when Qin Chong was thinking about how to reply without making the fairy unhappy, Wang Zhe spoke directly.

"Who are you?" The fairy stared at Wang Zhe.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhe asked.

"I am the Nine Heavens Fairy."

"Which Jiutian, let me tell you in detail." Wang Zhe said coldly.

"Bold!" The fairy was furious when he heard this, and suddenly a strong wind rushed into the house.

"Sir, be careful!" Qin Chong held the mace in front of him.

The gust of wind dissipated invisible less than a foot away from Wang Zhe.

"It seems that he has some skills. Since Tian Kuixing is dead, you should take his place!" the fairy said coldly.

After saying that, she took out something from her body and threw it at Wang Zhe. It was a black gemstone, spinning slowly and emitting black light.

Wang Zhe raised his hand in the air and raised his hand a little.

Buddha pointed his finger,

The small stone suddenly trembled, then turned around and turned back. The fairy trembled, as if she had been electrocuted.

"Still a master?" She looked at Wang Zhe and his eyes changed, becoming more cautious.

As soon as he raised his hand, the red ribbon originally wrapped around his body flew out. After leaving his body, it seemed to come to life and rolled towards Wang Zhe.

Still just raising his finger, Yun Danfeng Qing. The revived ribbon suddenly softened and fell to the ground, like a dragon that had its muscles cramped.

The fairy threw out a bunch of fluorescent dots, but they were flying needles, which were still broken by Wang Zhe's finger.

"Who are you?" The fairy was confused now.

Several magic weapons in a row were destroyed by his finger. What kind of magical power was this? It was too evil.

"You are from Jiutian, and I also want to visit Jiutian." Wang Zhe said with a smile, and then pointed towards the fairy in the air.

Suddenly, a piece of precious light was seen emanating from her body.

She felt as if a mountain had fallen on her, and the power was beyond her imagination.

If it weren't for the protection of this colorful cloud coat, I'm afraid I would be injured.

She never expected that she would meet such a monk here, who would ruin her good deeds and the good deeds of her sect. But his cultivation was unfathomable.

After a brief fight, he already wanted to quit.

Now that she has decided to leave, she no longer stays here but is here. She raises her hand to attract floating clouds, wraps them around her body, rises into the sky, and is about to leave.

However, before the cloud had floated ten feet away, a person appeared in the sky and blocked its path.

The Buddha pointed his finger in mid-air, and the clouds suddenly dispersed. The woman fell from mid-air.

"Where is Jiutian and who are you?" Wang Zhe asked again.

"It's broken!" The woman was already a little panicked, but her expression was still cold and arrogant.

The right hand caged in the sleeve held something, but it was a talisman.

Suddenly shaking his hand, the talisman spread out, turned into a stream of fire, and turned into a flaming sword, pointing directly at Wang Zhe.

Sword talisman?

unsheathed,

Wang Zhe unsheathed the long sword behind his back, and the sword light flashed. The three-foot sword rainbow instantly turned into a ten-foot sword.

Sword to sword,

The two swords met in mid-air, but after a moment of stalemate, the burning sword was broken.

Break the sword with the sword,

Jian Hong broke through the sword and continued forward, landing on the woman's shocked eyes.

There was a stabbing sound, and a slit was cut in the robe outside her body.

His body was also slashed with a sword, and blood flowed freely.

She took a few steps back and fell to the ground. She hurriedly tried to get the elixir to heal her wounds, but Wang Zhe waved it away and snatched it away.

Wang Zhe didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.

"I come from Qingshou Mountain, but I came here in the name of my master to find the person who corresponds to the heavenly phenomena, give him treasures, and let him accumulate strength for great things.

Nine Heavens Fairy is just a name given to the outside world."

"What's the big deal?" Wang Zhe threw a pill to her, and the other party took it and hurriedly drank it.

"Collecting one hundred and eight magic stars can gather luck and disrupt the sky. I really don't know why."

"What's the magic weapon in your sect?"

"This..." The woman just hesitated.

"There is an eight-treasure lotus pond in the mountain, and there is a thousand-year-old green lotus in it."

"Thousand-year-old Green Lotus, not bad, what else is there?" Wang Zhe nodded after hearing this.

"There are still some treasures with Master, but I don't know about them."

"Okay." Wang Zhe nodded, "You can go."

"Thank you!"

Poof, there was a blood spot on the woman's eyebrow, and then she threw her head back and fell down.

Ding Baihua: A disciple of an aristocratic family, well-read poetry and books, talented and intelligent, he also did good and evil, killed thirty-six lives and saved eighteen, but his merits are not worth his deeds, so he deserves to be punished, rewarded, seven-star formation.

A stream of light, enlightenment,

Killed a woman and learned a formation.

"This, the fairy was killed?"

Everyone in the village was stunned.

"That one is also a god. You are a god, please accept our worship."

One person came to his senses and kowtowed to Wang Zhe first.

"Yes, yes, yes," the other bandits also kowtowed to Wang Zhe.

What they asked for was not the blessing of gods, but that Wang Zhe could spare their lives.

Looking at a wave of hands,
To be continued...