lethal arsenal

Chapter 240 Obstacles to Survival

"Who are you?"

Fei Mo Wenyu asked in an aggressive manner. Although Lin Dong contributed a lot in the battle with the Cthulhu Familia, the official estimated that he had fish genes in his body and had only seven seconds of memory. Lin Dong was forgotten in the blink of an eye. The credit for moving was forgotten.

Lin Dong did not answer, but stared at Liu Daoren warily.

This Shinto master, who is known as the Master of Lushan, can be said to have endless magical means like stars.

Previously, the flags were waved along the coast, and the spells they cast were amazing.

It is said that guns within seven steps are fast and accurate. The martial arts practitioner fought with the monk and blocked the distance. Lin Dong wondered if he could defeat the opponent within one or two moves?

"Why, you don't understand what I'm asking you. Do you want to die?"

Fei Mo Wenyu frowned, and an angry look flashed across his face.

"Master Fei, how are you doing?"

Lin Dong shrugged his shoulders and said casually. With a little step, the floor tiles in the port cracked layer by layer, and the figure flew out.

"..."

Liu Daoren didn't expect Lin Dong to be so decisive in leaving. He didn't ask any questions and didn't give him a chance at all.

Liu Daoren flicked his sleeves, and a wooden sword came out. A yellow talisman was attached, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally.

"disease!"

A ball of fire flew out at extremely fast speed, chasing after Lin Dong.

"Catch him, life or death."

Fei Mo Wenyu roared.

Zhenhai Zhong heard the sound and moved. Lin Dong didn't want to get involved in other grudges. Anyway, the benefit was that Huo Huan would be clothed on his body.

When his feet landed, he clenched his fists and struck hard. The air bullets scattered the flying fireballs. In the sudden bursts, scattered sparks scattered, and some flew to the wooden barrels at the port. A fire broke out on the box.

A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake. If it takes advantage, it should stop. Lin Dong wanted to leave but did not want to be entangled.

However, the other party had no intention of letting him go. Fei Mo Wenyu had the double-sword bald man under his command.

The moment the command from the top was given, the two swordsmen suddenly drew their knives. With a bang, the two daggers were unsheathed. The sharp sword energy was aimed at Lin Dong and charged straight at him. Soldiers gathered in Lin Dong's direction from all directions, surrounding him. The intersection is blocked.

"Damn it, you have to force me to kill, right?"

When you encounter an enemy, you feel like your body is on fire, and the opponent's knives are all coming at you. At this time, it is useless to think about whether there is something wrong or a misunderstanding!

A pair of iron fists rattled, and the shadows under Fei Mo Wenyu's feet squirmed.

A dark shadow stood up, and the next moment, a big hand reached out and yanked the braid on the back of Fei Mo Wenyu's head.

Daoren Liu turned around in shock and called out: "A ghost from the Six Heavens?"

He had clearly locked Lin Dong's figure with his thoughts just now, intending to use a few special spells to subdue this arrogant 'disciple'. Unexpectedly, the other party actually knew a few Shinto spells.

There was a faintly familiar smell in the air, no doubt it was an old ghost from six days ago.

"Has the fate been established so early?"

Liu Daoren thought.

From a certain point of view, Liutian Gugui came from the same origin as Lushan branch Tujiao, and it followed the path of enshrining the Fengdu deity.

Liu Daoren was extremely sensitive to these aspects of Shinto, and he instantly recognized the Shinto roots of Lin Dong's creation of Yintu.

Fei Mo Wenyu had a premonition of danger and suddenly turned around. He was protected by dragon energy. When he stretched out his big hand, a gorgeous outline of a golden pheasant appeared behind him.

The golden pheasant is also called the "Chinese insect" to show its majesty and nobility, and non-governors in the imperial court are not allowed to award it.

The golden pheasant fluttered wildly, its feathers flew around, and its shadow was held down by big hands.

Lin Dong's other hand passed through the golden pheasant's shadow, as if passing through a ball of fire, and then still grabbed Fei Mo Wenyu's braid.

He was almost close to Fei Mo Wenyu's back. He pulled along and slid his hand down, grabbing Fei Mo Wenyu's neck. "Do you want to die?" The cold voice was filled with endless chill.

"And slow down."

Liu Daoren continued.

In just a few moments, Fei Mo Wenyu's face turned the color of pig liver.

Liu Daoren shouted loudly: "Pindao also helped you when you were fighting against the evil god at the bottom of the sea, didn't he? I killed the ghosts that emerged from the sea for you. If you hurt Mr. Fei, you will only have no place for you in the world." "

"Let go of your lord."

Zhenhai Zhong's roars came one after another.

Lin Dong had a sneer on his face and did not immediately remove Fei Mo Wenyu's head. However, the fingers that tied his throat were deeply sunk in. With a little more force, he would be able to crush Fei Mo Wenyu's head. Adam's apple. "By the way, you just said you wanted something. What did that thing mean?"

Lin Dong said solemnly, and it was only at this moment that he picked up Liu Daoren's earliest topic.

However, the situation is now in a mess. If Lin Dong had cooperated before, there is a high probability that he would have been rewarded by the government, but now it seems a bit late.

Master Lushan, he was very powerful, but there was no life-and-death struggle, and Lin Dong didn't feel the least bit afraid.

On the contrary, the hostages held in his hands are a big trouble.

He was a second-grade civil servant, a substitute for the governor of Zhili, and his wife was a golden pheasant. His status among civil servants was even higher than that of Yuan Sanjia.

"Master Fei, sometimes stupidity is not an obstacle to survival, but arrogance is."

Lin Dong lengthened his tone, and murderous intent surged in his heart. No matter what Liu Daoren said, he had no intention of holding back.

If Fei Mo Wenyu had spoken kindly, or if Lin Dong had directly revealed his identity and cared about the favor in the officialdom, neither of them would have reached this point.

It's a pity that Fei Mo Wenyu only thought that Lin Dong was a member of the world, so he didn't notice it at all.

If others don't give him face, Lin Dong will naturally not show off to him. At this time, conflicts have already arisen.

However, at the beginning, Lin Dong could still restrain himself, couldn't afford to offend him, and couldn't afford to hide?

Originally, I didn't care about it and planned to retreat.

However, the second half of Fei Mo Wenyu's sentence, life or death, completely annoyed Lin Dong.

"I will also respond to you with these words."

Fei Mo Wenyu struggled to make a sound of gnashing his teeth.

"If you kill him, no one who is a second-grade official in the imperial court or anyone present will survive."

Liu Daoren had a clear view of Lin Dong's movements and knew that he had murderous intentions. He advised him with gentle words, and then changed the subject again: "Give the Huo Huanbu to Pindao. Pindao will take care of your troubles. Even if you Even if you kill the second-grade governor, this matter won't be spread."

The expressions on the faces of everyone present changed when they heard this.

"Try?"

Lin Dong grinned and crushed Fei Mo Wenyu's throat with his fingers.

Liu Daoren's eyelids twitched wildly, and a spiritual light rose into the sky from Fei Mo Wenyu's body.

Daoren Liu waved his sleeves violently, and a large cloud of gray mist surged out, flying into the sky and intercepting the spiritual light soaring into the sky.

"It's too close. You really don't know how to live or die. This place is half a day's journey from the capital. A little spiritual light and half a stick of incense can reach it. The news of death and even the scene before death are sent back to the stick... Lin Yuanjue, are you really I thought no one in this world could control you.”

Liu Daoren frowned, becoming more and more dissatisfied with Lin Dong's behavior. There was a sense that the elder looked down on the younger and was ineffective.

Lin Dong was also startled. Firstly, he didn't expect the other party to call out his name. Secondly, he didn't expect that after death, a misty green light would fly out of the head.

"Is everything this man said true?"

He also had such thoughts in his mind.

Fei Mo Wenyu's body fell softly, "You killed my lord? You... you really deserve to die." The eyeballs of more than a dozen Zhenhai species present were bleeding, veins bulging, their expressions were stiff, and their blood vessels were rising and falling. , like an explosion, and the body shook completely uncontrollably.

Even the bald swordsman is no exception, his temples are beating.

"Hey."

Liu Daoren sighed deeply, "It's destiny or calamity, it's hard to avoid! Such a stubborn dog and donkey temper." His sleeves and robes shook violently again, and a large cloud of yellow mist enveloped the sea-suppressing species, moving forward and backward for ten seconds. Several of them were shrouded in mist.

"Lin Yuanjue, the old Taoist will not test you anymore. I made a prediction today and came here specifically to accept you as my disciple. I will explain to you in detail about Huo Huanbu later. Kill all the foreigners and leave no one alive."

Liu Daoren made an explanation to Lin Dong and began to practice.

"Tong'er, Tong'er, Liu Lingtong, come quickly!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, and the cold wind was blowing in broad daylight.

Lin Dong rolled his eyes and chose to believe him.

He immediately dealt with the obese missionary with three moves and two moves. The drawn fire gun was swatted away before he could take aim. Lin Dong raised his big hand and directly broke the missionary's neck. After thinking about it, he was afraid. Not being safe enough, Lin Dong threw the body directly into the sea.

Let's talk about what Liu Taoist did here, holding a wooden sword in his hand and dancing. In just a short moment, after a gust of cold wind hit the ground, big flags were raised one after another.

Many magical instruments and scrolls appeared in the wind. In a few breaths, they were gathered together to form a majestic altar.

"open!"

Liu Daoren pointed his sword towards the west, and the outline of a dark door appeared in the air. He grabbed the bell on the altar and swung it gently. The Zhenhai species whose faces were wrapped in yellow mist seemed like walking corpses that had lost their minds. Staggeringly, he broke into the dark door filled with yin energy.

The yellow mist spread across the port, wiping away all life, leaving only devastation.

(End of this chapter)