From the beginning of the chaos on the scene, I knew it couldn't be done right. Those groups of people holding their mobile phones to take pictures and video do not know the consequences of their actions. Lian Daozhen frowned, and looked back at the panic, fearful, curious, and confused people, and said in a low voice, "Stupid."
After the communication was completed, the man looked up at Lien Daozhen, with a little embarrassment on his face, and said, "I'm really embarrassed, Mr. Lien, the development of this matter is a bit unexpected. I have to kill some people."
Lian Daozhen's expression was a little heavy, and he said, "There are too many people coming in, you can't kill."
The man's face was very ugly, and he said, "I remember Mr. Lien is not someone who likes to take care of this kind of things."
"You take it away, I can ignore it, but kill so many people in front of me, no." Lian Daozhen said.
The man's expression kept changing, and at this moment, two people swooped down from the roof. The two were about the same size as him, but relatively young. One of them squatted down beside the monster and took out an instrument, which seemed to be detecting something. The other one stepped forward and said to Lian Daozhen: "Mr. Lian, I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, I would run into you here."
"Who are you?" Lien Daozhen asked.
"Haha, Mr. Lian’s name is so tragic. I'm just a small person. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if Mr. Lian doesn’t know." The man in his thirties said with a smile, "I don’t know what happened today. solve?"
"How to solve it is your business, but since I am here, I can't kill it." Lian Daozhen said.
The man nodded, his eyes glanced at me, then smiled again, and said, "Since even the husband said this, we must be trying to save face."
"This..." The face of the middle-aged man who first appeared changed, as if he wanted to stop it.
The man glanced at him coldly, the middle-aged man became stiff, then bowed his head and walked back.
At the same time, there was a commotion in the rear crowd. I turned around and saw a few people flying out like rags. The gate of the Chenghuang Temple was closed with a bang, and the crowd shouted: "Kill..."
Without clarifying a word, I saw a young man whizzing over and punching the caller in the face. The man's bones made a crackling sound, flew out, fell on the ground and twitched a few times, and there was no movement.
Another young man walked step by step. His youthful face was full of rebelliousness. He looked at Lian Daozhen with a provocative look, and said: "They all say how powerful Taohua Shanren Lian Daozhen is. , But it’s not great, you have to fight it before you know it. We will give you real face, then please ask Mr. Lian to compare face."
I was stunned, I didn't expect this young man to make such an excessive request.
Let's discuss it
You are so young, what if Lien Dao really misses you and kills you? What a pity.
The faces of several people in front of the main hall changed slightly. The middle-aged man looked anxious and was about to speak, but the people afterwards touched his arm lightly and shook his head slightly. He didn't speak, but looking at his expression, he seemed to approve of it.
The middle-aged man was full of disapproval, but he couldn't be the master, so he could only do it in a hurry.
Lian Daozhen turned around and looked at the young man who came slowly, and said calmly, "You want to discuss with me?"
"Yeah, it is said that the back waves of the Yangtze River will push the front waves, but I don't know if the push will move Mr. Lian. In case it is pushed down, so many people are watching, Mr. Lian, don't call people, you peach blossoms..." The young man grinned. Said.
Before he finished speaking, Lian Daozhen nodded and said, "Okay."
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he stomped his feet anxiously. However, the people next to him wanted to know how powerful the legendary Lian Daozhen was. As for the young people, all newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, they are mad and ignorant.
I glanced at Lien Daojin, his expression was calm, but his fists were already clenched. I know that even grandpa was angry, and the young man said everything was fine, but he shouldn't mention the peach blossom garden.
Peach Blossom Spring is facing a catastrophe now, Zheng Lao is driving a crane to the west again, and it is all tears, so this can be regarded as Lian Dao's really invincible scale.
I patted Lien Daojin's arm lightly, said nothing, and shook my head and walked to the side.
The young man couldn't help laughing when he saw my movements, and said, "Don't be nervous, buddy. I always respect the old and love the young, and I don't use too much force."
I looked at him like a fool. Ignorance is not terrible, but I have to be in awe of the unknown. Don’t speak arrogantly or act arrogantly. This sentence was taught to me by Lian Daozhen, and I have always kept it in my heart. The young man in front of me is the classic negative textbook of this sentence.
Lien Daozhen looked at him and said, "Come on."
His words are simple and clear, and there is no strong momentum at all. From the perspective of an onlooker, this man with a three-inch flat head in a semi-casual and semi-ancient trench coat is almost the same as a retired athlete. If he put on a sportswear to hold a sign, he should be able to attract the attention of many women.
The young man raised his head and said arrogantly: "My name is Liu Zhenyu, remember my name, because this is one..."
"Are you going to fight or not?" Ren Dao was really impatient.
"You are dead!" said the young man who claimed to be Liu Zhenyu. When he spoke, he fisted flat ends, and a powerful breath followed.
At this time, the middle-aged man who was not far from me shouted: "Mr. Lien!"
Lian Daozhen looked back at him, the middle-aged man had a bit of bitterness on his face, and said, "It's just a discussion... Please be merciful."
"Arhat!" With a loud shout, like a thunderstorm, I turned my head in astonishment, but saw the young man punching each other with fists. His eyebrows are upside down, his face is sturdy, his muscles are bulging, and there is a golden light looming inside. This golden light was forcibly converged in the flesh, making him look like a little golden man, even his hair turned golden.
I was taken aback: "Super Saiyan!"
Liu Zhenyu's height has risen by tens of centimeters out of thin air, and he is now more than two meters tall. The majestic muscles, the golden flesh, and the steel-like face really smelled like a temple Arhat.
I don't know what this means. I only know that there is a smirk on his face, he leaps high, his huge palm covers Lian Dao's head, and he shouts: "Die me!"
Lian Daozhen slowly raised his head, and a golden thread slipped out of his hand. He held the thread like an old man walking a bird watching the sunset, with a sloppy breath all over his body.
Liu Zhenyu's aura was amazing, and his movements were extremely fast. When he jumped on top of Lian Daozhen's head, the wind whizzed over. Almost everyone didn't doubt that even a small hill would be broken with that palm press.
To my surprise, Ren Daozhen lowered his head, and the gold thread in his hand quietly dissipated. It was as if he hadn't seen the menacing giant palm above his head. I was stunned and didn't know what he was going to do.
However, just when the giant palm was about to touch his hair, Ren Daozhen took a step back, and then stretched out a hand to grab the thick arm that fell from the sky.
His arm shook slightly, and a louder howling sounded from mid-air. Soon after, I saw a huge figure torn from the sky and fell to the ground like a stone.
Liu Zhenyu's grinning face had just turned into trepidation. He was about to get up from the ground with his arms and a big foot stepped on him. With a click, his entire head was stepped into the hard bluestone slab.
All this happened so quickly that people can't react to it, and it's completely unexpected.
Only then did I understand that Lian Dao really loosened the golden thread, and it was nothing else, but he thought that Liu Zhenyu was not qualified to let him use the power of Wudi Quan.
The people around were shocked, all petrified.
Almost everyone thought that Lien Daozhen was dead, but in the next second, Lien Daozhen completely subverted their thinking.
That foot not only trampled on Liu Zhenyu, but also stepped on the cautious liver of the people around him.
I turned my head and saw the two people in their thirties looking at Lian Daozhen in shock. As for the middle-aged man, he sighed helplessly. From time to time, he looked at the two people next to him, he wanted to say something, and the two of them also looked suspicious, really afraid that they would be frightened out of nerves.
Liu Zhenyu was still struggling, his sturdy arms glowed with bright golden light, scratching everywhere. Ren Daozhen retracted his feet and happened to avoid those two arms. But before Liu Zhenyu got up, he stepped on it again.
There was a bang, and then there was a creak of dislocation of bones, and the back of my head was sour.
Lian Daozhen's face was calm, every time he lifted his foot, he avoided Liu Zhenyu's arm dangerously and dangerously, and then stepped on the gap that appeared instantly.
One foot, two feet, three feet...
I don't know how many times I stepped on it, Liu Zhenyu's head was almost trampled into a spark crater. His arms are getting weaker and weaker, let alone grasping Liandaozhen, even lifting it up.
In a battle, victory or defeat was so easily decided. The middle-aged man had a bitter face and said to Lien Daozhen: "Mr. Lien, the victory is already divided, please be merciful."
Lian Daozhen turned his head to look at him, and then raised his foot. The middle-aged man followed his movements and breathed a sigh of relief. However, Lian Daozhen suddenly stepped heavily on it again. Liu Zhenyu was shaking violently, like a cramp, the golden light in his body quickly dissipated, and his figure gradually returned to normal.
The middle-aged man stood there with the two next to him, looking a little ugly, but no one spoke.
Lian Daozhen really closed his feet this time. There was a deep pit under his feet, and Liu Zhenyu's head was stepped into the pit. Although his chest still has slight ups and downs, which proves that he is still alive, according to the position of his body and head, I estimate that even if he is alive, his neck will be stretched at least ten or twenty centimeters.
Although the middle-aged man looked ugly, he still politely bowed his hand to Lian Daozhen and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lian, for being merciful."
Lian Dao really didn't look at him, let alone pay attention to him. He just looked at the three young men in front of him and asked, "Who else?" (End of this chapter)