I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 382 Goodbye Mr. Fu

Zhang Jun looked at the chaos outside the door, snorted coldly, put down his hands, and sat back on the cushions.

This inconspicuous move was naturally watched by everyone.

When the few white-haired old men behind saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other and recognized that it seemed to be a magic that had long been lost in the world.

"I didn't expect that Taoist Miaozhen would teach him this evil art. It's troublesome."

"Humph, if that doesn't work, let's set fire to his Taoist temple!"

Someone suggested fiercely.

But this proposal was immediately rejected.

"Don't make trouble. We have already followed the rules and bowed before using troops. This is the rule of the world. Even if you kill this kid, there is no problem. But if you set a fire, the nature will change. Are you planning to go against the state machinery? ?”

Hearing this, the person who had suggested setting fire to the house immediately gave up.

But now Zhang Jun has set up a killing array and is good at sorcery. The lessons learned from the previous two families are right in front of him. Even if he wants to attack by force, he will probably lose his life in vain.

Just when a few people didn't know what to do, a hoarse laugh came suddenly from behind: "It's just a small formation, but it makes you famous people in the world fearful."

"who!!"

Everyone turned around and saw a white walking stick slowly protruding from the darkness, followed by everyone raising their brows.

"Shang Lao!"

When they saw who was coming, everyone changed their angry expressions and greeted him with smiles.

The person who came was none other than the businessman's old man, who was originally one of the company's senior consultants.

If it weren't for the support of this old man, the Hongxiang Society would not have transformed from the entrance to the helm in such a short period of time, gathering thousands of strangers from all over the world.

Among them, this old man is indispensable.

"It turns out to be Mr. Shang. Mr. Shang is proficient in the numbering of plum blossoms and is also proficient in Qimen. Now that you are here, we have found the backbone. Please give me some advice on how to deal with this kid."

"What's so difficult about this? Let me go and take a look."

Mr. Shang looked calm, motioned for everyone to get out of the way, and walked to the gate of the Taoist temple with a cane.

"Shang Lao!!"

The company employees who were watching the battle from a distance were all shocked.

Although there are rumors about merchant rebellion in the company, these rumors have never been confirmed.

Now that the businessman actually visited the Taoist temple in person and stood on the side of the Hongxiang Society, how could this not surprise the company's employees?

"No, no, no, please inform Brother Xu and ask him to invite Fourth Master as soon as possible."

The team leader realized that the situation was not good and immediately sent someone to notify the company. However, as soon as they took action, they were blocked by a group of people.

Seeing this, the team leader's face darkened and he scolded, "On the contrary, what do you want to do? Do you want to go against the company?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold snort behind him: "When it comes to the company, I am still one of the chief consultants of the company, and I am also your direct boss. Why, don't my words hold true?"

When the team leader heard this, he suddenly groaned secretly in his heart. He quickly turned his head and took a look. Sure enough, Mr. Shang had already stood behind them without knowing it.

Now a few people didn't dare to say anything. They all bent down and said with a smile: "Where, Mr. Shang, you can take charge of the overall situation. We juniors don't dare not listen. If there is any problem, you just give orders."

There is no way to follow the company system. Senior consultants such as Mr. Shang can indeed manage them directly. Even if they know that the old man is siding with Hongxianghui at the moment, as long as the company has not clearly issued a notice to abolish Mr. Shang as a consultant, they cannot openly communicate with him. This old man is confronting him.

"Okay, well said."

"In that case, it just so happens that there is something here. Come over and help deal with it."

Mr. Shang said with narrowed eyes.

"Okay, what do you want me to ask Mr. Shang?"

"I'll ask a few people to follow you in later. How about inviting Dongfeng Taoist to come out and chat with everyone."

As soon as Mr. Shang said this, the team leader and others almost couldn't help but curse, and immediately said with a dark face: "Mr. Shang, the company will not get involved in this matter, please forgive us for not being able to do this."

"Don't get involved? Then what are you doing here?"

Mr. Shang squinted his eyes and took a step forward. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the leader's shoulder: "I didn't let you get involved in the Jianghu affairs. I just asked you to invite Taoist Dongfeng to come out and have a chat with me, an old guy. It can be regarded as standing in the company." From my standpoint, what does it have to do with these Jianghu affairs?"

"Ke Shang Lao, this matter..."

"puff!!"

Before the leader could finish speaking, a huge force suddenly came from his shoulders and penetrated his internal organs in an instant. The leader's eyes suddenly went straight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He glanced at Mr. Shang blankly, and then fell straight down. Get on the ground.

Now everyone was dumbfounded.

Even the old men looked livid.

"Don't be afraid. This is me cleaning up the company. It has nothing to do with you."

Mr. Shang smiled and squinted his eyelids, looking at the other company employees: "Where are you!"

"Asshole, even if you are a senior consultant, you don't have the right to kill the company's employees. You are not Mr. Shang at all. Who are you!!"

The remaining team members immediately became alert and prepared to take action.

But the next second, the old Shang in front of him grabbed his hands, two iron rings appeared in his palms, and threw them at the player who yelled the most fiercely.

The iron ring was like a stream of light, and the next moment it was wrapped around the opponent's throat and limbs.

"Qiankun Circle!!"

Everyone looked at the iron circle and immediately recognized it. It was the merchant's unique skill, the Qiankun Circle. It was the merchant's secret. If they could use this method, they were sure that the old man in front of them was Shang Qingqiu, the current owner of the merchant.

"If you don't want to go in, then you can only let me take you in."

Mr. Shang hooked his fingers, and saw that the iron ring on the employee's body tightened immediately. Then, with Mr. Shang's fingers gently twitching, his limbs were completely uncontrollable and he walked towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

"Mr. Shang, this...isn't good."

When several old people saw this, they were also frightened. They had never heard of when this person became so cruel and ruthless.

What's more, such a blatant killing of company employees made even them start to feel a little scared.

"What are you afraid of? If anything happens, our merchants will take care of it. This is a matter between the company and Dongfeng Taoist people. It has nothing to do with you."

"This...well, this matter has nothing to do with us, so we won't bother you and say goodbye."

An old man said that he would take people away from here immediately.

They are all veterans who have been around the world for half their lives. How could they not know the dangers involved, and you merchants are responsible for them? Can you withstand it?
The company will definitely pursue this matter to the end no matter what, and even they will be implicated.

Ever since the old businessman killed the team leader, the nature of the situation has changed. If we don't get out of this mess now, the company will get angry, regardless of whether they are involved or not.

After that, the old man wanted to take his disciples and leave as quickly as possible, as far away from here as possible.

But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly found that he couldn't move. Except for his eyeballs, he couldn't even move a finger. "Old brother, you are not being honest. I took the responsibility for everything. I took the blame. I killed all the people. I am afraid of big trouble. Why do you have to leave when the banquet is about to begin??"

Mr. Shang walked up to the old man with squinted eyes, and looked at the faces of all the celebrities in front of him with a smile.

A hand was put on the old man's shoulder: "You can't be so unethical."

A large amount of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead, and he felt as if his life was like a fragile egg being held and played with in someone's hands.

I was even more horrified in my heart. I had never heard of a merchant using such a weird technique to make me unable to move.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Shang is right, we will cooperate."

The other old man hurriedly opened his mouth to smooth things over. He was not a fool, and he could tell that this old man had gone crazy.

Now they are coaxing, and they will wait and see the situation later. If necessary, they can kill this old guy first.

Seeing everyone nodding in cooperation, the old businessman showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

He took one foot away from the other person's shadow, and with a flick of his finger, he controlled the company employee and walked into the Taoist temple.

Zhang Jun didn't pay attention to the movement outside. When he noticed someone entering the Taoist temple, he wanted to kill him directly, but when he looked up, he saw that it was an employee of the company.

This made him a little surprised, and he immediately stood up and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

The other party did not respond to his inquiry, but stiffly walked inside.

No matter how you look at the twisting joints, it gives people a stiff feeling like a puppet.

Zhang Jun frowned and looked with his Mysterious Flower Eyes. Sure enough, he saw five looming red threads binding this brother's limbs and neck.

And this technique looks a bit familiar no matter how you look at it.

"No way?"

He was suspicious in his heart. Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, he already had a countermeasure in his heart.

Calmly, Wu Jinjia condensed into the shape of a small sword on his fingertips. He took two steps forward and walked out of the hall behind him. He asked with a concerned look, "Brother, are you okay?"

The other party did not respond, but the eyes of everyone outside the door became eager when they saw him coming out.

Although most people don't understand the formation at all, they can all see clearly that this formation can only be activated when Zhang Jun is sitting in the main hall.

Now that he has come out, it is inevitable that many people will start to think about it.

Many people had slowly pulled out the hidden blades from their waists, just waiting for Mr. Shang to get his hands on them. When the time came, everyone would rush forward.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jun quickly walked up to the employee and saw that his face was turned purple by the collar around his neck, his eyes were bulging, and his mouth was open as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't. He felt deep in his heart. A chill arose.

No matter how much trouble these people make, it's still a matter of public opinion. They don't have the guts to attack the company's employees directly.

Besides, this method of manipulating people looks familiar no matter how you look at it.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhang Jun had already had an extremely bad idea in his mind.

Immediately, the young man in front of him suddenly raised his hand uncontrollably and grabbed Zhang Jun's wrist as he pretended to support the other person. As soon as he stretched out his arm.

At the same time, the iron ring that bound him was quickly clasped around Zhang Jun's wrist.

"Successful!"

Everyone immediately exclaimed when they saw this, and some impatient people even rushed directly into the Taoist temple, preparing to capture Zhang Jun in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun had already been prepared for this. When the iron ring was clasped on his wrist, the small sword made of black gold armor on the other hand raised his wrist and faced the void. Cut it up.

The blade of the sword, which seemed to be fast and slow at the same time, carried a heart-stopping sword intent, and swung it behind him.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

With a sound like the strings of a piano breaking, Mr. Shang's expression froze, and he instantly lost his sense of control over the hoop.

His eyes couldn't help but widen, and he couldn't help but curse secretly: "Smelly Taoist priest, you taught me this!"

He knows Zhang Jun's strength. When will he learn to cut off his own causal line? It must have been the stinky Taoist priest who taught him the method before.

No wonder the reincarnation mark he left on this kid suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Jun cut off the red line on the iron ring with a sword. At the same time, two black shadows rushed over from the left and the right.

Zhang Jun held the unconscious company employee with one hand and stepped lightly on the seven stars. Even though he was seriously injured, his understanding of the star-chasing and shadow-chasing technique was already beyond ordinary people's imagination.

In the eyes of everyone, he dodged the attacks of the two men in a mysterious and weird way. He stabbed out the dagger in his hand with his backhand. The shadow of the sword looked like an antelope hanging its horns, making an almost perfect cut in mid-air.

At this moment, there was only a bright silver line left in the sword shadow, but in the next second, there was blood splattering. Zhang Junren had already brought the little brother from the company back to the main hall.

As for the other two, they lay on the ground forever.

"What a fast sword!"

There are many sword masters present, such as the bearded old man on the left, who was as famous as the Yellow River Sword Master in his early years. Since the death of the Yellow River Sword Master, he is the only remaining sword master in modern times.

With his eyes, he could see how terrifying Zhang Jun's light sword just now was.

Even when he was at his peak, he was afraid that he would never be able to compare with the other party. He suddenly wanted to retreat in his heart. He just glanced at Mr. Shang beside him. He didn't dare to show his attitude for a while, but quietly motioned to his two apprentices to step back.

Taking the previous four with him, he has now killed six people in a row.

This decisive and ferocious aura alone makes everyone tremble with fear.

Obviously, the second disciple that Taoist Miaozhen took in this time was not as talkative as Meng Xingliang back then.

"Bang bang..."

Taking off the iron ring on the brother in front of him, Zhang Jun took out a heart-protecting and life-saving pill from his storage bag and gave it to him to eat.

After a while, the company guy opened his eyes, but his throat was too hoarse to speak.

Zhang Jun patted his shoulder and signaled him not to speak for now, just lie down and rest for the time being. Then he stood up, walked to the threshold and shouted outside: "Mr. Fu, we meet again. I didn't expect it. I Master has put so much thought into it, but you can still escape from the picture of opening the door, I admire you, I admire you!"

"Mr. Fu??"

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know who Mr. Fu was.

While they were discussing who this person was and what his relationship was with Taoist Miaozhen, the old merchant's face flickered, curled his lips, and walked to the door of the Taoist temple: "Your master, that old Taoist priest, is very bad. He has ruined his ability." They all hid, let alone escaping, he almost beat me to death!"

When Mr. Fu talked about Miao Zhen, he not only hated it, but also couldn't hide his fear. He would never forget the picture of this guy's slap in his face when he suddenly became an immortal.

A palm made of thousands of golden lights seemed to be like the Tao. Time, space, and even thinking stopped at this moment.

A simple slap placed his soul in the torrent of Tao, and was about to be torn into pieces in an instant.

If he hadn't saved it in advance and set the reincarnation mark on Gu Xiangcheng, he would have been wiped out on the spot.

(End of this chapter)