Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 22 Ten Thousand Dharma Sect

The fat man dodged left and right, but the attacks were too dense, and he still couldn't dodge completely, so he had to rely on his rough skin and thick flesh, and his high-level defensive magic weapon, he gritted his teeth and suffered a few hard blows, and finally rushed to the edge of the stone platform , reached out to fish the purple light cocoon.

The arm seemed to be gliding through the water waves, and then passed through the purple light cocoon, and all the attacks on the purple light cocoon also failed at the same time, passing through the light cocoon and falling on the other side.

The fat man crawled up from the ground with his mouth open, completely unaware of what was going on.

The result was so weird that the crowd fell silent for a moment. Here, someone finally found Bei Liuguang standing aside, and they all wished to eat him alive: "Say, is it your fault that a ban was imposed here?"

"What's going on, tell me, I will spare your dog's life."

"Dare to ruin the good thing of my young master, you are living a boring life."

"Young man, if you want to die, quickly open this restriction."

At this time, Bei Liuguang's face was pale, because he had just suffered backlash and seriously injured his internal organs. Although he swallowed a lot of pills, it was useless to the injury, but even so, such a group of mobs were not worthy of Bei Liuguang's eyes. With a wave of Beiliu's sleeve robe, the loudest shouters were blown away, and he shouted, "Get lost!"

In mid-air, there was a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy. Bei Liuguang looked up at the place where the spiritual energy rose and fell, but did not make a sound.

The casual cultivators were completely irritated now, and a young man wanted to step forward aggressively, but Bei Liuguang's attack was so fierce that there were already exclamations one after another from behind: "Ah, I'm dead!"

"Isn't it?"

"Ah, they're dead, they're all dead, even Zhao Da is dead."

The guy named Zhao Da might have a bad reputation among this group of people, at least the young man paused when he heard this, and then backed away, not daring to be such an early bird. Someone is coming.

The quality of the people who came this time was relatively high, and everyone exuded an amazing aura. At first glance, they were masters who had experienced actual combat. At a glance, among the dozens of people, they were at least intermediate-level or above, and half of them Cultivation is above advanced level.

The crowd is guarding a young girl, elegant and graceful, with a beautiful color, and wearing a purple palace dress, which is even more dignified and compelling.

The rogue cultivators were bloodied with their knives. When had they seen such a battle, whistles sounded immediately, and some frivolous ones couldn't help but start teasing: "If such a beautiful girl can let me sleep once, I will die immediately!" Willingly."

"Don't talk about sleeping once, just a kiss on the mouth, I'm satisfied."

"Tsk tsk tsk, peony flowers are dead, and being a ghost is also flirtatious."

"Niu, as long as you follow me, I will guarantee that you will eat well and drink spicy food."

In fact, speaking of it, these casual cultivators are all clear-sighted, and they will never provoke someone they can't provoke for no reason, but they are usually used to swearing, so that's what they said at this time, taking advantage of verbal , but did not expect that this verbal advantage could not be taken casually, and the consequences were serious beyond their imagination, so that for a long time after that, these casual cultivators spoke quite well.

"Bastard!" The two maids around her were already blushing with anger when they heard the nonsense. One of the maids shot out angrily. She slapped her face, spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up, the maid had already retreated back to her original place, as if she wasn't the one who made the attack just now.

The crowd fell silent for a while, but the girl in palace costume kept her expression calm and didn't even give them a wink, but now she spoke, but when she spoke, what she said was unbelievable.

She said, "In that case, Uncle Hong, let them die."

"Yes, miss." Uncle Hong is the leading rich and middle-aged man named Hong Antai. He waved his hand very imposingly, and several people came out from the entourage, and each of them dealt with each other. The few people who were molested went straight to the killer. They shot quickly and firmly, and by the time the casual cultivators reacted, they were already dead.

The crowd is out of anger, everything is really not going well today, all they encounter are hard ideas, one or two, and they kill people if they disagree with a word, casual cultivators also have temper, casual cultivators also have dignity, casual cultivators If you harass me, you have to ask for an explanation: "You guys are really deceiving people..."

Before finishing a sentence, Hong Antai said in a loud voice: "Wan Fazong is here to do business, all idlers and others will retreat, and offenders will be killed without mercy!" They are just a group of casual cultivators without foundation, and they will be killed if they kill them , in this Lingwu Continent, Wan Fazong wants to kill a few people, who dares to say anything!
The voices of the casual cultivators were all cut off in their throats, and they couldn't utter a word for a long time.It turned out to be Wanfazong, no wonder he has the confidence to kill people without blinking an eye.

Hong Antai shouted sharply: "Not going back yet!"

The situation is stronger than people, and no matter how good the treasure is, it must be useful. No matter how reluctant the casual cultivators are, they have no right to say no in front of Wanfazong. They were not opponents at all, and after a while, the crowd retreated completely, except for Wan Fazong and his party, only Bei Liuguang was left standing on the edge of the stone platform.

Hong Antai raised his eyebrows, pointed at Bei Liuguang and asked, "Why don't you leave?" The man's face was as pale as paper, and he looked like a sick man who had not recovered from serious injuries. With the courage to stand here, does he still dare to compete with Wanfazong for the opportunity?Hmph, dare to challenge Wan Fazong, it's really beyond our capabilities!
"Wanfazong is really powerful. It seems that he has already regarded the Lingwu Continent as his own." Bei Liuguang raised his hand and swiped in the air, and a long line appeared on the ground in front of him. , Bei Liuguang looked coldly: "Use this line as the boundary. If anyone of you crosses this line, don't blame me for being rude. If you stretch out your feet and break your feet, if you stretch out your hands and break your hands, if you come over with both hands and feet, then He had to cut off his arms and legs."

His demeanor was calm and clear, as if he was talking about something as normal as eating and drinking, but to everyone's ears, this was Hong Guoguo's slap in the face, Hong Antai was furious, stepped forward and shouted: " How did you talk..."

The girl in palace costume stopped him: "Uncle Hong, you step back first."

Hong Antai respectfully replied "Yes", took a step back and stood behind the girl, still staring at Bei Liuguang viciously, slandering this kid in his heart for being so ignorant that he dared to speak eccentrically to Wan Fazong, and he will let him know later The consequences of Wanfazong doing the right thing.

The girl in palace costume stepped forward and bowed: "He Lianzhen, my father, He Lianjing, is the suzerain of this generation of Wanfa sect. I don't know what to call this young master?"

(End of this chapter)