Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 76 Lu Zu's Snap Finger 【Available on August [-]st】

Under the firelight, the smell of blood is especially pungent.

Fang Fang held his bloody severed palm and stood up with difficulty, the muscles on his face trembling constantly.

Lu Chen's sword is not a single sword move, it contains the sharpness of the sword intent in Lu Zu's sword scriptures, the sword intent enters the body and continues to strain the muscles and bones.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, especially Fang Heyi's brows were furrowed, his eyes were cold and deep.

Pu Li stood where he was, with his eyes wide open, as if he hadn't reacted to the sudden change.

Zhou Tong resisted his dizziness, and was so shocked that he couldn't get any more.

Unexpectedly, under the sneak attack of a cave master who is proficient in the way of poison, he was able to counter-injure him with a sword.

This……

What kind of strength is it?
Under everyone's shocked eyes, they saw that the young Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robe was shredded by the golden light all over the sky.

The poisonous fog dissipated, revealing the weeds that had been eroded and withered by the poisonous fog.

With the wind blowing from the river, the black and shriveled weeds were blown into powder by the sword's edge and scattered around.

The place where Lu Chen was standing was a piece of bare ground, even the roots of the grass were corroded by the poisonous mist, and the soil had a strange dark color, showing the intensity of the poison.

Under the night, the young Taoist priest stood alone in it, like a heavenly being.

'Is that the only way...'

Under the night, Lu Chen's gentle laughter still echoed in everyone's hearts and ears.

"What an arrogant Taoist priest."

Fang Heyi's eyes were extremely gloomy, and his voice was extremely cold: "Take down this Taoist priest, and use it to sacrifice my Blood Sect Holy Banner!"

After all, the spiritual power of the old man with the goatee boiled instantly, and the coercion of the perfect cave state spread across the entire open space in an instant.

The eyes of more than a dozen evil cultivators were suddenly hot, and they dispersed to all directions in a very tacit understanding, forming a faint encirclement trend.

Lu Chen seemed to turn a deaf ear to the evil cultivator's movements, and just stood quietly in the dry and cracked soil holding his sword, Danfeng's eyes were lowered, and he smiled without saying a word.

With a slight look, four evil cultivators stood up from the ground, pointed their weapons at Lu Chen, and the middle one held a three-foot long sword, carrying the sound of hunting, and went straight to the face of the young Taoist priest.

These evil cultivators cooperated very tacitly, and in the blink of an eye, several people attacked Lu Chen, blocking the Taoist priest's retreat from almost every angle, and the offensive was like continuous waves.

But Lu Chen stood where he was, still indifferent to the sharp attack on his face.

Seeing that the edge of the sword was less than three meters away from Lu Chen, Xiexiu who held the sword had a fierce look in his eyes, and he raised his sword again, and shouted angrily: "Go to hell!!
Looking at the young Taoist priest who was being gradually swallowed up by the hoist, Zhou Tong was so anxious that he couldn't stop screaming in his heart, but still couldn't make a sound.

'Get out of the way! '

'Get out of the way...! '

Seeing that the leader's long sword was less than half a meter away from Lu Chen's eyebrows, the young Taoist still didn't respond, which made Zhou Tong even more anxious, struggling to twist his body, his majestic body trembling on the wooden frame, but he still couldn't exert his strength .

From the two swords, he could see that the young Taoist priest's methods were transcendent, but he was too young and too overbearing...

Zhou Tong has been dealing with these cults and cultivators all the time. These people are besieged like a pack of wolves preying on them, and their advances and retreats are very methodical.

One touch and leave, never love to fight, one person will make up the gap, and the second person will fill in the gap, layer upon layer, endlessly.

In addition, two great masters, Fang and Yihe Equation, were present.

No matter how powerful Lu Chen's methods are, he might be consumed by life and death!

In the distance, Fang and Yi and Equation have also started to move.

'It's over...'

The burly man who witnessed everything felt ashamed.

But in the next moment, the eyes of the burly man who was hoisted wide open.

The edge of the sword was less than three inches away from the center of the eyebrows, and the young Taoist priest who had been surrounded by people indifferently raised his head slowly, and an indescribable majesty flashed in his eyes.

The howling sword force actually stopped...

Just hanging in the air without advancing, retreating, or falling, the eyes of the evil cultivator holding the sword shook violently. No matter how hard he tried, the three-foot long sword was hanging in the air, unable to move at all.

Xie Xiu, who was struggling many times, met Lu Chen's eyes, and felt as if his mind was suddenly grasped by an invisible hand, the spiritual power in his body was suddenly extinguished, and even his breathing was stopped.

Not only him, but the sharp edges that were attacking from several angles were also frozen at that moment.

Just like that, he was firmly fixed in the air, unable to move at all.

In the distance, Fang Fang and Fang Heyi felt the same way, feeling that a mountain suddenly appeared and suddenly suppressed themselves.

Even Zhou Tong, who was hung on the wooden frame, felt his mind was suddenly grabbed by something, and he couldn't even move his eyelids.

In the center of the crowd, Lu Chen smiled faintly, and gently raised the mahogany sword in his hand, which shone brightly.

In my mind, the third sword mark of Lu Zu's Sword Manual trembled violently, and fourteen large golden characters jumped out.

'The three-foot sword spans the double water bank, and the five-pointed crown tops the Baishen Palace. '

Lu Zu has a sword, three days of earthquake!

Like the figure in his mind, Lu Chen flicked the edge of the sword lightly with his fingers, and a burst of sword light burst into bloom like a lotus flower.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound resounded in the night sky, centering on the young Taoist priest, it swept away in all directions.

"Crack..."

The sword light swept across, and the weapons hanging in the air made a series of fine and crisp sounds, and climbed up a series of small and winding cracks.

"boom!!!"

Dozens of weapons hanging in the air exploded and shattered at the same time!
The shattered blades scattered like broken drops of water, leaving terrifying wounds on the bodies of a dozen evil cultivators.

Everyone present could only feel the muffled sound continuously amplifying in their hearts and deafening.

It's like putting yourself in a bronze bell and being hit hard by someone.

An indescribable sense of shock swept through the heart, and the heart closest to Lu Chen couldn't bear the shock and suddenly shattered, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground, his life and death unknown.

After a burst of muffled noises, those evil cultivators who rushed towards Lu Chen fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Pfft, puff——!"

The father and son of the Fang family spewed a mouthful of blood almost at the same time, and the goatee old man knelt down on one knee, with a few streams of blood slowly dripping down from the ears, corners of the eyes, mouth and nose, and his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Equation, who had a sword wound himself, was even more embarrassed, and fell to the ground with a plop, twitching and trembling on the ground.

Zhou Tong and the other six people also felt that their minds were shaking violently. They thought that they would not be able to escape being shocked to death, but the shock stopped at the moment of life and death.

The burly man raised his eyelids with difficulty, only to see a dim divine light in front of him, which dispersed the shock for himself and the others.

Puli, who was far away from supporting Jiang Shou, fell to his knees with a plop, his face livid and bloody.

Jiang Shou closed his eyes tightly and fell straight to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

At this moment, it seemed that the air in this piece of heaven and earth was shaken to pieces.

The camera that was originally used by Fang's father and son to record the memorial ceremony also shattered in the shock.

In the open space, the muffled noise finally stopped.

The mahogany sword in his hand slowly withdrew its light, seeing that the six people who were hoisted were still breathing, Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

If Lu Chen hadn't intentionally restrained the power of the Shaking Sword Stance for fear of killing six people by mistake, everyone in the arena except the old man with the goatee, including the master of the poison way, would have all their hearts and blood dying in the Shaking Sword Stance .

Fang Heyi struggled to stand up, glanced at his struggling son on the ground with sad eyes, and clasped his fists at Lu Chen: "My father and son will quit the cult from today, and I hope the priest will let my father and son live."

Saying that he threw out a storage bag, his tone was extremely pleading, "This is Fang's accumulation for many years, and I hope Dao Changwang will forgive me."

"Fang's father and son swear to the heavens today that they will do good deeds every day from today, in order to report the favor of the elders, to be the Taoist leader, and to die!!"

Fang Heyi saluted Lu Chen deeply and sincerely.

Danfeng, a young Taoist priest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze was cold: "The poor Daoist is ordered by the Taoist ancestor to inspect the heavens on behalf of the heavens. Youxie, when have you ever seen the sky and the evildoers?"

"you--"

Fang Heyi locked his eyes on the young Taoist priest in front of him, and his blood-stained teeth creaked: "Are you going to put my father and son to death today?!"

Lu Chen smiled faintly, and his eyes flickered coldly: "When your father and son were killing their lives, did you ever agree to their dying pleas?"

Fang Heyi's eyes were bloodshot, and his spiritual power kept surging.

Pu Li was the farthest away, and his injuries were considered the lightest. Looking at Fang Heyi who was confronting Lu Chen, he knew the outcome of this round very well.

Today's Lu Chen, even if Fang Heyi and Fang Sheng are prosperous, they can't take advantage of it.

Taking advantage of the confrontation between the two, the burly monk suddenly crushed a Buddhist bead and fled through the mist.

Looking at the burly monk fleeing, Lu Chen smiled lightly, tapped the gossip mirror with his fingertips, and a huge gossip map suddenly appeared, like a net of heaven and earth, instantly drawing the entire open space into a prison.

Pu Li, who was blocked, suddenly turned pale, turned his head and shouted: "Lu Chen, what are you doing?!"

The sword edge in the young Taoist priest's hand trembled, and he said with a faint smile: "Monk, you have already escaped from the poor Taoist once."

"Now, will Pindao allow you a second time?"

After the words fell, the young Taoist priest's eyes suddenly became sharp.

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(End of this chapter)