lethal arsenal

Chapter 120
"Meet the curtain king, and congratulate Qianqiu."

Lin Dong, shopkeeper Lu, and the bucket hat guest bowed together at the same time.

There is a tall figure standing on the top of the huge Louchuan carved with unicorn heads. You don't need to use your head to know that this person must be Tan Shaoguang. The tallest Louchuan Station is not the boss, who else can it be.

"Haha, Shopkeeper Nine is here, I am very happy, please take a seat."

Tan Shaoguang's voice was as hard as iron, and his gaze was fixed on Lin Dong like a straight arrow.

This person, unless he deliberately hides his aura and restrains his power, he is a dragon or a tiger, and he can tell the clues almost by looking at him.

When Tan Shaoguang was watching Lin Dong.

Naturally, Lin Dong was also observing the new king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

The crown is nine-pointed, the color is as black as ink, and there are two black lines painted on a white face. He is 1.8 meters tall and wears a "Liuxu Robe" and a pair of cloud shoes on his feet.

In terms of overall appearance, except for the royal crown, Tan Shaoguang resembled a Taoist more than a monarch.

About Liuxu Pao.

The little Taoist in the ring reminded that this is a kind of clothing of the Taoist sect.

If a person wears it, his body is as light as a bird, and he can travel up to a hundred miles a day. The cassock is a method left by Ge Hong in the Jin Dynasty.

"The Liuxu Robe was rumored to have been lost in the late Ming Dynasty. I didn't expect this person to find an authentic one."

The little Taoist gave Lin Dong popular science and talked about these histories with envy in his tone.

"Good thing, hehe, it will be mine in a while."

Lin Dong frowned from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't know, the other two are..."

A blue-green shadow flashed across Tan Shaoguang's dark pupils.

Lin Dong wanted to hook his head, but it was too late, the 【Killing Star Hood】spontaneously operated, and he looked at him.

The lifelike green unicorn bumped into him head-on.

Even the hair on this unicorn is exposed when its nostrils breathe and move, like a living thing.

hum.

Two muffled hums, one light and one heavy, came from the two of them respectively.

Lin Dong pretended to be defeated, and took half a step back.

As for Mu Wang on the top of the building boat, although he didn't take half a step back, his body swayed inadvertently, as if following the building boat, trembling in the waves.

The entire Bibo Lake is boiling like boiling.

Thunder and lightning flashed above everyone's heads.

This boat is full of masters, the raindrops falling from the sky often do not penetrate within three feet of people, and are bounced away by the invisible air.

Very few of them can even resist raindrops, almost ten feet away.

For example, the dragon tree tutuo wearing an iron hoop, and the Yin Taoist man carrying a puppet doll on his back.

And that woman with a slender waist, a monk's hat, and a red robe holding a Zen staff of Cihang, I think she is the Madonna of the Red Lotus.

Lin Dong's eyes flicked past everyone, and Lin Dong thought about something.

"Unlucky, has it been exposed?"

After picking out a few tricky ideas, Lin Dong was even ready to hit ten or a hundred with one, and the tiger-headed iron fist in his hand subconsciously tightened.

The round of invisible confrontation between Lin Dong and Tan Shaoguang was naturally seen clearly by anyone with a discerning eye.

In the eyes of some people, Lin Dong is definitely an extremely powerful existence, even if he cannot compare to Mu Wang.

At this time, I saw shopkeeper Lu calmly, took over the conversation, and introduced: "This is the new iron fist protector of my White Lotus Sect..." The voice paused, then pointed to the bamboo hat guest, and said: "The other person is my sect's swordsman."

"In this case, the two of you can also sit on the fourth floor."

Tan Shaoguang seemed to have no grudges.

Qilin Tower Boat, there are many soldiers and servants on the first and second floors.

The third floor is almost all generals.

As for the fourth floor where the Mu Wang was, apart from a few dancers and attendants, there was only a table of people in their early years.

For those who could climb to the fourth floor, Lin Dong remembered the words of the green-robed official—four king generals, four heavenly generals, and four alien friends.

"Thank you, King."

Lin Dong and Dou Hat Ke clasped their fists respectively.

At this time, the Madonna of the Red Lotus recited a few lines of poems in front of everyone: "The ship tower soars into the sky, drunk and lying on the clouds to play Jiushao, and the blue waves are churning without turbid waves... I ask you, can you have this kind of happiness! You are either virtuous or immortal, what qualifications do you have to come to the fourth floor?"

"Besides, how come the old nun has never heard of the new guardian of the White Lotus Sect?"

"Your Majesty, it's still Old Nun Rong, come and test the authenticity of this white lotus protector!"

"The so-called compassionate air creates a wonderful nature, and the light shines everywhere, so that those who are in the middle can get rid of stupidity, and cross the sea of ​​suffering early, and watch the old nun come to save you from rebirth!"

This person spoke as fast as a cannonball, and when she raised her breath for the last time, she let out a loud roar——Let's cross your life!The four words are like rolling thunder, echoing in the sky.

The Madonna of Red Lotus didn't even wait for Mu Wang's order, she had already taken action, jumped up, and aimed at Lin Dong with a Zen stick.

"Hmph, I don't know what to say, just watch!"

Lin Dong gave a cold snort, and instead of dodging or dodging, he directly greeted him with an iron fist.

boom!
There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

The face of the Madonna of the Red Lotus changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Putting the iron fist on the tiger's head, she struck with great force, her wrist trembled uncontrollably, and she almost couldn't hold the Cihang Zen staff, the tiger's mouth split open suddenly, and blood spattered.

Lin Dong approached directly, twisted the muscles in his arms, turned his fists into palms, and covered the opponent's face.

If this claw is firmly grasped by Lin Dong, the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus can be killed immediately.

"Dharma protector, listen carefully. This Madonna of the Red Lotus majors in colorless meditation and Lihuo Jiejing. A martial art can stimulate a steady stream of energy from the dantian. It is boundless emptiness, boundless consciousness, and boundless energy. It is most capable of fighting protracted battles."

"The second martial art is to give energy and fire shape, so that boxing and weapons can be given a touch of fierceness of fire, so that they can hurt people with fire."

This side is still fighting, but Lu Ping's side is madly exposing Honglian's old background.

The Red Lotus Madonna, who was already at a disadvantage, blushed even more at this moment.

"Little evil looking for death!"

The Madonna of Red Lotus said furiously.

Her original idea was to abolish the most vicious member of the trio, and severely trample on the face of the Saintess.

Today, the situation in Bailian is different from before.

If Cui Yingying was at that time, when the members of the Maitreya family saw the suffering of the Saintess family, there would still be some people who would lend a helping hand for the sake of being part of the White Lotus Sect.

Well, the current Venerable Maitreya has already issued an order to kill the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus.

The one who belittled the lifeless old mother, the white lotus saint, as a demon.

As a loyal member of Maitreya, Honglian naturally tried to find a way to kill after seeing shopkeeper Lu and his party.

Just now, Lin Dong and the Mu Wang were competing with each other.

Although she saw how powerful Lin Dong was, she still had her own pride in her heart.

After all, it's not that the protectors of the Saintess series have never fought or even killed them before. However, what surprised Hong Lian was the gap between the protectors and protectors, sometimes even bigger than the gap between ordinary disciples and protectors.

Only one round of confrontation was almost sent away.

This is absolutely unexpected.

And when angry.

The Madonna of the Red Lotus took Lu Ping, who revealed her background, as a breakthrough point.

With a kick, she stepped on the wooden wall of the dental building and turned around. Her slender waist, which was barely enough to hold, unexpectedly burst out with terrifying flexibility. Not only did she pass Lin Dong's fist, but she even had the strength to chase after Lu Ping.

A faint fragrance filled the nostrils.

Lin Dong smelled this scent. It was the scent of the Madonna of the Red Lotus, but it was not the incense of her daughter, but the scent of burning incense in the temple.

Obviously, the Madonna of the Red Lotus is using a remarkable technique.

Her left hand turned into a palm, and the air above was faintly distorted, as if holding an invisible flame.

However, her speed is fast, and Lin Dong has never been too slow.

Click!

Lin Dong stomped on the spot where Honglian had branded the wooden wall just now. The force was so strong that it almost made the building shake.

"Old witch, do you want me to give it a try?"

Shopkeeper Lu also had fear in his heart, unconsciously, he was so frightened that he uttered such sissy curse words.

And the Madonna of the Red Lotus was even more furious at the moment.

Never fantasize about creatures like women that they can be sane.

The Madonna of Red Lotus was furious, knowing that she couldn't get rid of Lin Dong, she let go of her weapon.

She didn't even want Cihang's Zen stick, and she slapped her palm very smoothly without any stagnation in her figure.

The bucket hat guest jumped up and stopped in front of Lu Ping.

This person pulled out a pair of sabers, hesitantly stretched his arms, and the soft palm of the Madonna of the Red Lotus landed on the knife edge, click!There was a burst of metallic mourning, and the bucket hat guest didn't take half a step back, and a series of skeletal crackles erupted from his body.

The Madonna of the Red Lotus almost turned over again in the air with the power of the rebound of the double knives.

"color!"

"Good job."

On the fourth floor, someone cheered for Our Lady of the Red Lotus.

This volley flying across is indeed beautiful, fluttering like a beautiful butterfly, and swooping like a fierce eagle.

However, the cheers just fell.

At this moment, Lin Dong's claws snapped, and he changed direction in the air, and he had already squeezed it.

The Madonna of Red Lotus shook her head hastily.

"Hey!"

She uttered a cry of pain.

The monk's hat, together with the black silk, was torn off in half abruptly, and a bloody head came out bald.

He was pretty handsome at first, even had a delicate face, but now he looked like a ghost, with a large piece of torn scalp on his head, exposing the scarlet flesh membrane.

Blood flowed from the smooth forehead to the eye sockets, winding and flowing like a line of blood and tears.

(End of this chapter)