lethal arsenal

Chapter 275 Killing Through the City ([-])

The wind blew the raindrops against Yi's face, and the cool rain made his expression no longer so anxious.

There is still lingering fear in Yi's heart, and the scene of purple thunder intertwining between heaven and earth is like a branding iron leaving traces on his heart.

Lin Yuanjue should be defeated, right?
He thought in panic.

However, my body still rushed towards the Guandi Temple and the Tiezhao Temple with great honesty.

He also knew a little bit about the legend of the Iron Anchor Temple of the Guandi Temple, as well as the inmate King of Power who was suppressed in the Ouchi Prison and claimed to be the King of Power of the West Tathagata... Will he be obedient? Yes. Will the blessing of the divine weapon be counterproductive?
After all, King Li was imprisoned in the inner court prison by the old god himself?

In addition, Zeng Guofan hadn’t arrived yet, so why didn’t the high priest come?

Could there be a problem over there too?

Thoughts were rolling through his mind one after another. Without Gao Rendong by his side, Yi's heart actually became fragile.

"One serving of sencha is three bowls of delicious, and you can drink up to five bowls for free."

"One portion of sencha will make three bowls of it delicious. Drink five bowls of it for free..."

The shouts came faintly, catchy, and sounded like mountain people singing.

Yi Xunsheng looked up and saw a tea shed on the other side of the mountain.

There was a dark old man at the tea shed, holding a broken fan in his hand, fanning the fire, and shouting hard.

The old man looked at him and smiled.

If there wasn't that murderous god following behind, making tea in the rain would be a pleasure.

Yi shook his head and got rid of the messy thoughts in his head. His eyes fell on the temple with yellow walls, black tiles and vermilion door on the hillside. The door looked like a gilded horizontal plaque. There is a line of large characters written in regular script - Guandi Temple and Tiemao Temple.

There are thousands of temples in the world, but this one is the only one dedicated to iron anchors.

boom!
Not long after climbing the stone steps, the vermilion door was broken open.

Scarlet blood drops fell on the stone steps, rolling into the puddles and mixing with the wisps of rain.

The corpse, nearly broken in half, hung on the door with a large hole, and the dim eyes of the temple guardian happened to meet Yi.

(Tiezhu Temple does not worship Buddha and has no monks, only temple keepers similar to Wu Zhu.)
"Someone is killing people in there?"

Yi thought to himself that it was not good, and guessed that it might be the guy named Li Wang who did it.

boom!
There was another roar, and the temple door was completely smashed into pieces.

A dark, three-pronged iron anchor squeezed into sight. One end of the anchor was a huge tumbling bronze ring, which was buckled into a chain.

The dancing momentum was like a dragon rising out of the sea.

At one end of the chain is a madman who is full of looks, expert style and wanton arrogance.

He has short white hair that looks like a monstrous bandit. He has a majestic body, like a giant bear, and is as tall as ten feet.

The thick arm that grabbed the chain had a bronze-like color. The raindrops hit the angular skin head-on and shattered directly.

This body of muscles demonstrates King Li's incomparable power that can tear apart mountains and cities. It is as hard as a rock, with sharp and thick lines, which can drive most women in the world crazy.

"What a powerful king."

Yi murmured in his mouth.

However, the other party is...

The chain was swung, creating an exaggerated arc, and was hit hard with an anchor nearly as big as a bucket.

The momentum that broke through the sky was overwhelming, the roaring sound pierced the eardrums, and the raindrops all over the sky tilted away at this moment.

Yi's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he had no time to explain at this time. He stepped on the puddle with one foot, splashing turbid water droplets, and jumped diagonally onto the rocks beside him.

"It was the Goddess Gao who asked me to come."

Yi called out quickly.

Rumble.

The ground was penetrated by the iron anchor, forming a huge hole.

The splashed stone mud hit Yi's face, causing burning pain.

The iron anchor's lingering power continued. While it created a huge crater, it also created a huge gully through hundreds of stone steps.

"Gaorendong?"

King Li roared.

"That's right, it's him, the old god. Now he's fighting a powerful enemy. As long as you go to help, he will give you your freedom."

Yi yelled back.

King Li withdrew the iron anchor, narrowed his fierce eyes, remained silent for a moment, and his face became ferocious again.

"The Talisman Heart Seed he left for me has been broken. It's broken. Do you understand?"

In just a few breaths, the expression on King Li's face changed several times, and in the blink of an eye, he was already crazy.

"not good."

The warning line in Yi Xin's head was raised to the highest level.

"It seems you don't understand? Hahaha."

Signs before wild beasts like lions and tigers get angry.

What flashed in King Li's eyes was the brilliance of choosing someone to devour.

"What? What do you mean?"

Yi just wanted to leave here at this moment, and subconsciously murmured something as his throat surged.

Something must have gone wrong somewhere, and King Li became uncontrollable.

He stared at the huge anchor intently, without even thinking about the other party's problem.

boom!
Too fast, no time to react.

The moment the iron wall shield in Yi's left hand was raised, it was directly broken by a punch. King Li did not use the iron anchor at all, but used the purest strength to pin Yi to the ground with his thick arms.

The back of his head hit the stone steps hard and blood spilled out.

However, this pain is nothing.

What was really terrifying was that King Li pressed his knee against his chest, making it difficult for him to move, while the opponent's big hand grabbed one of his arms.

About to tear it apart!

"I understand, I understand."

Fear filled his mind. In fact, Yi didn't know what he understood, so he shouted like this in an exaggerated voice.

"No, you don't understand."

King Li shook his head, then pulled hard.

Tear!

Blood spurted out crazily on Yi's left arm, the pale bone stubble was exposed, and blood flowed freely into the pit full of sewage.

"Ahhh!"

Yi let out a heartbreaking scream.

"What do you understand? Tell me?"

"It's a Talisman, you idiot!"

"The seed is broken, and the old monster is dead! No one in the world can restrain me from now on!"

King Li ignored Yi who was in pain and wanted to live in the blood, and kicked his foot, crushing his heart.

Ah!
The last scream ended abruptly.

The sixth prince of the Qing Dynasty, Prince Gong, who once had the opportunity to reach the top of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, died outside the temple that no one cares about. It must be said that this is an irony.

"Old Monster Gao, if you put me in jail for decades, it is an enmity! It is a favor to help me practice and break through to the highest realm. It is the ultimate realm. Now I only lack karma. If you kill one of them, it is my promotion! Retaliation for retaliation, I kill the person you want to protect in revenge."

"If I kill the enemy who took your life, I will repay my kindness. From now on, you and I will never owe each other anything!"

King Li looked up to the sky and roared.

The hoarse voice contained deep strength. His broken arms were thrown aside casually, and his tall body swooped down with a heavy iron anchor.

"Going down the mountain?"

There was smoke in the shed, and the dark old man selling tea gently fanned the fire. His sight seemed to penetrate through the heavy rain curtain, staring at the mountain on the other side.

The drizzle was like silk.

The scene in the rain looked like a peerless monster dragging its tail, running down the mountain.

……

"Did you kill Gao?"

The thick murderous intent seemed to melt together with the raindrops between heaven and earth. It hit Lin Dong in a pouring way and was immediately bounced away by an invisible wall of air.

Faced with the question, Lin Dong replied calmly: "If you are talking about the old monster who makes thunder, I think so."

"Old monster, you said it well! Today I avenge the old monster. I am the King of Western Power..."

"It doesn't matter who you are, you are going to die anyway."

King Li was interrupted by Lin Dong in the middle of his words.

He stood proudly in front of King Li, covered in mottled blood and looking fierce.

In the heavy rain, two peerless fierce men fought.

King Li was thinking about how to take off Lin Dong's head, and Lin Dong was also thinking about how much the other party was worth?
Can you add another amount to your contribution?

"It's so crazy, I like it."

King Li took the lead and stretched out his arm, his fingers like hooks, and the raindrops tilted.

He doesn't know who Lin Yuanjue is?Not to mention Shi Dakai (Shi Dakai had not yet become famous when King Li was imprisoned.) He only knew one thing, that is, if he wanted to enter the supreme realm, he must destroy all obstacles in front of him.

In terms of force.

Before being imprisoned and imprisoned, King Li stood at the peak level of Gang Jin. Otherwise, he would not have been able to break into the Forbidden City or the Tai'an Palace.

After being imprisoned for more than ten years, he was accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves in the inner court prison day and night, and witnessed various cruel punishments on the second and third floors.

Having devoured immeasurable blood and murderous energy, knowing that Gaorendong’s ultimate goal was to use him to feed the Dragon God under Suolong Well, King Keli was still grateful to that old man!

Without Gao Rendong, he would not be what he is today.

The King of Power has long touched the threshold of the Supreme Realm, and he even thinks that he already possesses that power. The only difference is that it has not yet been recognized by heaven and earth, and has no support from his career status.

There are only one or two people in a generation, and if I go up, you have to go down.

Therefore, he needs one vigorous and earth-shaking battle to prove himself.

"kill!"

King Li shouted loudly, which was as loud as the winter thunder.Lin Dong had no expression on his face and allowed himself to be hit by the strong wind. Thousands of raindrops changed direction and hit him with the pull of the heaven and earth's energy.

Lin Dong punched out and faced the opponent's iron claws.

boom!
The manic power struck, like an overwhelming force, and the pouring raindrops burst into pieces.

King Li's tiger's mouth became numb for a while, and the iron claws in the air suddenly changed, turning into fists. He retracted his hand a few inches, then extended it a few inches, and then used his strength to push forward, making a roar like thunder.

There is a saying in Tongjuquan that the wrist is like cotton, the back is like iron (back refers to the back of the hand), and the two arms are like whips.

Among them, when practiced to a high level, it is also called Bronze Arm Fist with six consecutive whips, or even one whip with six blows.

King Li is a great master in this aspect. He started out as a through-arm boxer.

The whole arm has a whip shape, which is why Gao Rendong believes that the iron anchor is the most suitable weapon for King Li. To a certain extent, this weapon is simply tailor-made for him by God.

An inch of strength is like thunder.

Lin Dong's arms were blocked, and the white fur was crushed by the strong wind. He pressed his palm against the opponent's whip and pulled his body slightly back.

This step directly caused a ravine six to seven feet deep to explode on the ground.

The moment the gravel splashed up, Lin Dong took advantage of the situation and grabbed the opponent's arm.

Grinning, "Let me see your potential. What I lack in killing people is a warrior like you."

Lin Dong yelled.

The phantom of the Bull Demon erupted from his body in an instant and hit King Li almost straight in the face.

Endless ferocity hit him in the face.

King Li's figure couldn't help but stiffen. Lin Dong took advantage of the situation, grabbed the other shoulder of King Li and swung it violently!
Boom!

Mud and rocks rolled up.

In the continuous rain, the slope collapsed, and King Li was embedded in the unfathomable hole, as if he had crashed into a tomb.

The figure of the King of Strength was no longer in front of Lin Dong, but he knew that the other party was not dead yet, and it could even be said that the loss was not too great.

It can only be said that it destroyed King Li's pride.

Fighting against a martial artist is completely different from playing against a mage.

Lin Dong beat Gao Rendong and cut off Gao's head with a single stroke of his knife.

But on King Li's body, it is estimated that even the sword cannot cut into the bones, and the warrior's physique has reached the level of Lin Dong and King Li, even if he is hit in the front by a cannon, piercing the body, leaving blood holes, if he wants to Healing, front and back, is just the time it takes to make a cup of tea.

Kaka.

The faint sound of falling gravel came from the cave.

"Cough cough."

King Li held on to the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked out of the cave.

"Physically and in terms of boxing skills, you are indeed stronger than me. Why don't you take the opportunity to kill me?"

King Li asked doubtfully, the energy flowing around his body was flowing, and the wounds on his body were healing quickly.

"Just physical fitness, just boxing skills?"

Lin Dong grinned with an evil look, and the meaning behind it was self-evident.

"Next, you have to please me, otherwise I will grind you into a pulp."

Lin Dong held it empty with his left hand and shot it out of thin air. An anchor weighing more than a thousand kilograms flew up and fell into his palm.

However, the next action turned out to be...

boom!
Lin Dong raised his hand and threw the anchor, not caring whether the opponent's weapon would greatly increase its combat power.

"Come, let me see all your abilities. If you are lucky enough to survive, you will be my slave from now on!"

Arrogant, extremely arrogant.

Arrogant to the point of being lawless.

"In the past 40 years, you are the craziest person I have ever seen. Even a tough guy in prison cannot say such arrogant words."

Determination flashed in King Li's eyes.

He has lost his freedom for twenty or thirty years. He would rather die than let the tragedy of the past happen.

"You're such a noisy, bitchy bitch."

Lin Dong said sarcastic words to the tough guy among tough guys, kicked off the ground, and leaped into the sky.

"Come and take a punch from me, Duantianmen!"

This punch was originally prepared for the veteran Gao Rendong.

At that time, Lin Dong was thinking about the punch that he could use to gather all his strength to completely shatter the thunder pool.

As a result, the veteran was useless. Before Lin Dong could use this move, he gave up on the thunder pool and ran away.

Pure rubbish.

Now was the time to test the strength of the King of Strength. Lin Dong didn't feel bad if he was beaten to death. Anyway, being dragged into the Prison King's Demon Suppression Palace and being able to reshape his body would only consume three points of his own luck.

The powerful fist fell from the sky.

Just like a white rainbow tearing through the sky, thousands of raindrops were transformed into a peerless sword by this punch, and slowly thrust down.

At the foot of the mountain, the tea seller stood up suddenly, stared at the sword that was reaching the sky, and couldn't help but muttered: "It's so majestic!"

King Li raised his head, confused for a moment.

"It's enough for me to die under such peerless fist power, no! It's still unclear who will win. Besides, even if I die, I will die brilliantly!"

King Li tugged his hands and danced the anchor crazily. It no longer mattered whether Dayu was holding back the iron or Guan Gong was asking for his dream. At this moment, he was the only will among the anchor.

The chain swinging wildly adds the supreme power of the King of Power.

During the rotation, the wind pressure formed a huge cocoon, and King Li's body was also wrapped in it...

Insects can turn into butterflies by breaking up their cocoons.

Where is King Li?
Can the King of Power complete an ultimate transformation?
The anchor jerked toward the sky.

boom!
The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

The trajectory of the fist collided with the air film of the silkworm cocoon for an instant.

The terrifying white air waves shattered the water droplets within a mile.

The center of the fight was almost crushed into a vacuum by the two forces.

Click!

One of Lin Dong's arms was broken, and the sound was clear.

Overdoing it?It can only be said that he is indeed a magic weapon.

Fire splashes.

The momentum of the anchor paused, and the terrifying force was transmitted, and the patina of rust on the iron ring was shattered.

Revealing his dark true face.

Qi energy conduction.

The anchor was thrown back, and King Li's sight was filled with huge shadows stained with blood.

Rumble!
The vast and endless momentum caused the area to tremble for several miles, like an earthquake.

The King of Power, who was close to the Supreme Realm, or to some extent possessed some of the power of the Supreme Realm, was completely crushed into a pulp by the found weapons.

The iron anchor sunk into the ground three feet deep, and a huge earth pit slowly formed under Lin Dong's feet.

Lin Dong was lying on the ground, slightly exhausted, breathing heavily.

"Hoohoo."

Can't tell if it's sweat, water, or blood.

It had already flowed all over the cheeks and dripped down the chin.

bang.

Lin Dong grabbed his right arm with his left hand and twisted it back. The slight pain made him frown slightly. He stepped forward to grab the chain and pulled it out suddenly.

The anchor came out, smelling of earth and blood.

It's hard to get started.

It's not impossible for him to dance with this piece of iron, but the problem is that he can't hold on for long.

How long can a normal person hold on to a thirty-kilogram piece of iron and dance?
Carrying two [-]-pound bags of rice up to the sixth floor will make you breathless.

Not to mention dancing.

Lifting it up and dancing with it in your hand are two completely different concepts.

This was probably the dilemma Lin Dong was facing.

"Why not?"

After killing a force king, there was no notification from the arsenal.

Such a brave person, so hopeless?Not worth the points?
The dark door opened, and King Li's soul slowly floated out of the pit, and he could vaguely see his original appearance.

Facing Lin Dong, King Li clasped his hands together as if worshiping Bodhi.

"Hahaha, that's it. I want you to respect me as you respect Buddha."

Lin Dong smiled wildly.

The iron chain crossed the two realms of Yin and Yang, emerged from the Palace of the Prison King, and with a sudden pull, the soul of King Li was absorbed into the Yin Earth.

Lin Dong held his breath and concentrated. There was no trace of red light in his gray eyes.

"Escaped? Or died?"

Of course what he is looking for is Prince Gong Yi.

A moment later, Lin Dong, who was walking up the stone steps, suddenly discovered the other party's body.

"It turned out to be dead."

Lin Dong was thinking, would it affect the settlement of mission rewards?
Prince Gong's death was tragic. His arms were torn apart and he was lying in a pool of blood. He probably cried and struggled before his death.The fragility of shamanic practice was clearly exposed in Lin Dong's eyes at this moment.

On the stone steps filled with blood, Lin Dong looked around.

His eyes penetrated the rain curtain and happened to collide with the eyes of an old man making tea at the foot of another mountain.

"That mountain should be Niulan Mountain, right?"

Lin Dong thought and whispered.

(End of this chapter)