lethal arsenal

Chapter 121
Tan Shaoguang, the curtain king on the high platform, watched everything coldly.

Lin Dong squinted his eyes, looked at the Red Lotus Virgin who had escaped, and threw down his blood-stained hair.

"It's boring to pull your hair out."

Lin Dong smiled coldly, and at the same time felt a little regretful that the Red Lotus Virgin's evasive action was so fast.

This grab was originally aimed at the back of the head. Once it hits, there is a high probability that it will directly penetrate the skull.

This woman's moves are ingenious, and her ambition is a bit weak, but she is better than her wit and agility. Generally speaking, her ability is higher than that of the Madonna of Wudang who was killed before.

The Madonna of the Red Lotus hooked her feet to the mast of the ship, floating lightly and effortlessly, like a floating evil spirit.

"The newly-promoted guardian, heh heh, is really powerful. Master Lv Jiu, I admit defeat, Xiaoni, you can't make things difficult for me alone..."

Her voice was hoarse, but she hadn't uttered the words "weak woman", when Shopkeeper Lu said sternly: "When did my Bailian sect have a rule of admitting defeat? Iron fist, kill her."

Now that it has been divided into a hostile relationship, there is nothing to let go.

The Madonna of the Red Lotus begged for mercy, on the surface she was speaking to Shopkeeper Lu, but in fact she was begging for a living from the Mu Wang.

At this time, if Mu Wang spoke, even Lin Dong would have to think about it.

only……

On the high platform, Mu Wang seemed to have no intention of helping at all. This was a dispute within the White Lotus Sect.

"Ugh."

Sighing deeply, she pursed her lips tightly and drew a dagger from her waist.

The Madonna of Red Lotus stretched out her hand to caress her cheeks, smeared the blood from her forehead on the edge of the blade, and chanted a spell in her mouth, but the spell was not very clear.

The bright raindrops made the hair on the other side wet, and at the same time, the blood from the wound rolled down.

A red flame rose from the knife.

The Madonna of Red Lotus couldn't stop moving the boat pole with both feet, and launched an attack from diagonally above.

In the blink of an eye, the flaming dagger thrust towards Lin Dong's face.

The gloomy sky was brightened a bit.

Her ferocious face completely lost the beauty of the word "Mother", and she looked like a ghost.

Lin Dong punched upwards, and at the same time as his feet kicked the ground, his huge fist aimed at the head of the Madonna of the Red Lotus.

Violent and bloodthirsty, ferocious and terrifying, quarreling with each other.

One is a beast that sucks blood and gnaws teeth, and the other is an evil spirit that descends from the sky.

A dull sonic boom sounded, and the bright gunpowder knife sliced ​​through the air, almost cutting along Lin Dong's chest.

However, at the same time as the skirt of the shirt was torn, a circle of white fluff spread out from Lin Dong's chest, completely blocking the knife's attempt to lick the flesh.

The flames splashed, and in the bright stream of flames, the two faced each other face to face.

Lin Dong grinned at Honglian, "How can you be so stupid?"

He taunted her, and then, the strength in his arm soared, and he clawed and locked on the shoulder of the Madonna of Red Lotus.

Seeing that there was no way to return to the sky, the Red Lotus Madonna broke immediately, and the flaming dagger flew out of her palm. With a clever effort, the blade swirled and whizzed, and pierced Lin Dong's head.

Bang, there was a crisp sound, and the arm holding the knife was unable to slump down.

Lin Dong crushed the opponent's shoulder blade in an instant.

At this moment, the swirling dagger slammed into Lin Dong's left temple fiercely. He raised his left hand to shield his cheek. Under his calm eyes, there was endless madness and bloodthirsty hidden. When the [Killing Star Hood] was activated, the Madonna of the Red Lotus felt creepy for a moment.

next moment.

Raindrops and blood drops fell in clusters, and the left hand of the Madonna of the Red Lotus tried to wipe Lin Dong's tricks.

It's just that when the arm barely protruded, Lin Dong's left hand pinched the palm knife again.

Kaka!

Pulling hard for a while, four fingers of different lengths all fell down.

Ah!
The Madonna of the Red Lotus let out a hoarse scream.

The soldiers who gathered around to watch the battle felt somewhat unbearable. This scene was extremely cruel.

"When is it time to repay her injustice? Benefactor, since you have already ruined her whole body of kung fu, why do you want to kill her again?"

On the high platform, Longshu Toutuo, who was also watching the opera, preached in this way.

"Great monk, this is an internal matter of my White Lotus Sect. You should not interfere. If you want to intervene forcibly, are you going to challenge my White Lotus Sect's lifeless mother?"

Lu Ping, a tomboy, said very forcefully.

"Amitabha."

Na Toutuo preached the Dharma, but he didn't dare to intervene in the slightest.

Lin Dong's thoughts changed, and he hit Honglian's dantian with a blow. The dantian shattered in an instant. Her so-called breath, the colorless Zen skill that she had practiced for 20 years, was destroyed by a single punch.

"Let's give Mu Wang a face, he is overjoyed today, and it is not appropriate to cause massacres."

After Lin Dong finished speaking, he threw Honglian's dying body up to the fourth floor.

The Madonna of Red Lotus wanted to die but couldn't. Lin Dong, who had her arms around her chest, looked up to the sky and laughed.

……

"What a hero, what a hero."

Mu Wang frowned and gave Lin Dong a thumbs up.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Lin Dong calmly suppressed his laughter, and wiped the blood on his face with his hand. Lu Ping, who was at the side, offered to hand over a light-transmitting gauze handkerchief exuding a faint fragrance.

Lin Dong wiped off his sweat, and quietly put the handkerchief into his bosom.

"Come on, please take a seat."

The curtain king Tan Shaoguang invited again.

Lin Dong looked around the fourth floor in a leisurely manner, and asked provocatively, "Is there anyone else who wants to try our White Lotus Sect's qualifications to climb upstairs?"

This time, the fourth floor was so quiet that the needle could be heard falling.

The view into the fourth floor is extremely wide.

At this time, black clouds rolled under the sky, and the strong wind under the clouds was extremely strong and full of momentum, bringing raindrops crashing on the lake.

The evil wind seemed to be looking for something, and with a hammer to the east and a hammer to the west, layers of water curtains were set off, and it seemed that it wanted to compete with the thunderbolts that exploded in the northwest corner.

Lin Dong's trio found a place to sit down.

Mu Dynasty, Lin Dong and the others smiled pleasantly. As for the Madonna of the Red Lotus, who was screaming in pain on the ground, she was dragged down neatly by the servants. Even the blood on the floor was washed away by the rain.

"When the wind and rain blow, the dragon will live."

Mu Wang shouted loudly, his voice actually suppressed the rolling thunder and lightning.

Everyone turned their heads in unison and stared at him.

The king of the screen faced the crowd with a smile on his face: "Today, all the sages have gathered to watch the grand ceremony, and the official start!"

Lin Dong was still calculating the distance between himself and the Mu Wang in his heart, considering the probability of Mang being captured and killed in one fell swoop in the past, is it too big or not?

Unexpectedly, after finishing a sentence and officially starting, the Mu Wang, with a strange smile on his face, jumped straight towards the Bibo Lake and jumped off the big Qilin boat.

"Fuck, what the hell are you doing?"

Lin Dong was about to spout such trash talk.

next moment.

On the surface of the lake there was a big rolling wave, and the four-storey carved Lin boat, following the ups and downs of the waves, seemed to be riding the tide, lying on the head of the big wave.

Under the black clouds, the thunder rumbled endlessly, and the intertwined lightning tore the dark gray sky into pieces.

The huge sound waves suppressed people's minds.

The big waves are monstrous, and the visions of heaven and earth.

"It's turned into scales!"

"It's turned into scales!"

Li Buer, who was dressed in white, chattered and shouted, as if he saw a god.

"Amitabha Buddha, the World-Honored One."

Nagarshu Thutuo proclaimed a Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Hahaha, haha, okay, okay, I didn't waste my hard work in vain."

The Yin Taoist who carried the ghost doll on his back was also dancing with joy at the moment.

As for the other eight generals, all of them naturally showed fanaticism, looking at the lake as if they were looking up at a god.

On the surface of Bibo Lake, a huge wave suddenly pulled out, like an auspicious cloud, hanging high in the sky.

And Mu Wang, Tan Shaoguang, dressed in the Taoist robe of Liuxu and wearing a black nine-pronged crown, stood on the auspicious clouds like a fairy.

The torrential thunder and lightning, the doomsday scene of black clouds overwhelming the city, seemed to have become a background board for him.

"Damn, this old boy is powerful enough."

Lin Dong clenched his fists, his tone full of envy.

(End of this chapter)