Under One Person: Shaolin abandons disciples and becomes stronger by breaking the precepts

Chapter 114 Purple Qi Storm, capture Ma Xianhong
Luanjin Tuo is equivalent to putting everything on a conveyor belt. The speed of transmission may be different, but the speed of the conveyor belt carrying the transmission is unified.

Luan Jin Tuo moves the target to a conveyor belt traveling at other speeds. Although it looks like it is still in front of you, in fact, the only things that can be touched are the gaps caused by the dislocation of time and space.

Any force exerted on this gap will only be returned intact to the person who applied it.

The reason why these people were bounced away just now was because Wang Ye changed Ma Xianhong's time flow speed, allowing him to avoid everyone's attacks.

There is no way to influence the target in another time rhythm.

Just cast the same spell on yourself.

Wang Ye yelled: "Slow me down fifty times!"

"Turtle fly flow!"

Then a faint blood energy emerged from Wang Ye's body, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he was obviously preparing to use some moves that depleted his vitality.

When Li Shucheng saw this, Zihua flashed past, came to Wang Ye, and held his shoulders.

Purple Qi emerged, suppressing all the boiling Qi in Wang Ye's body!

"Old Wang, you are crazy. You are burning your life at every turn. How long do you think your life is?"

"Who hurt your neck? It's still bleeding."

"Have a rest."

Wang Ye’s expression changed again and again!

He didn't understand why Li Shucheng could touch him who had already used Turtle Fly Style!
He didn't even notice when Li Shucheng came to him!
Li Shucheng glanced at everyone: "You told me to come, but I refused to give in, otherwise it would have been over just now."

The purple Qi formed a circular storm and pushed all these people away!

A strong suction force came from within the storm, sucking in all the magic weapons released by Ma Xianhong.

No matter what level of magic weapon it is, the moment it comes into contact with the purple storm, it will click, turn into iron sand, and rotate with the storm.

Upon seeing this, Ma Xianhong took back all the magic weapons and looked cautiously at Li Shucheng, who was approaching.

He could fight against several masters without defeat, but at this time he did not dare to take action against Li Shucheng.

Just the purple storm around him gave him unspeakable pressure.

Especially now he doesn't dare to release any magic weapon. If he releases it, it will be sucked away by the storm and destroyed.

Relying on the Wu Doukai to get close, Ma Xianhong no longer wanted to fight at close range when he thought of Li Shucheng's terrifying huge dragon claw just now.

Neither can we attack, nor can we retreat.

Ma Xianhong could only stand carefully, his face full of helplessness.

Just as his eyelids blinked, Li Shucheng's figure flashed.

A purple dragon claw poked out and hit Ma Xianhong's heart.

Click!Click!Click!

Several shattering sounds were heard, and Ma Xianhong's protective golden light cracked and fell like broken flowers.

The necklace hanging around his neck also broke, and the three wooden beads turned into powder.

In just a few breaths, Ma Xianhong, who was once so glorious, had become meat on the chopping board.

Zhang Chulan looked at this scene and murmured subconsciously:

"sharp..."

Seeing the shocked expressions of the temporary workers and Quan Xing around him, he sighed and said:

"Even these well-informed and powerful guys were suppressed by my adoptive father."

"I don't know how to describe it anymore. Every action of my adoptive father seems so simple, but it gives people a feeling of being unable to resist and unable to escape!"

"No... maybe it's because my adoptive father's movements are not so gorgeous. The simpler they are, the more powerful he is."

"Even the sound of the magic weapon being broken was silenced by the powerful power of the foster father..."

"It was obviously a human attack, but it looked... like a ferocious beast from ancient legends!" When everyone was shocked, Li Shucheng's figure disappeared.

Purple rays of light flashed across Ma Xianhong's body. Even with the strength of these people, they could only slightly capture some afterimages.

As for Zhang Chulan, not even an afterimage could be seen.

At this time, Li Shucheng's shadow had completely disappeared from his field of vision.

He could only see Ma Xianhong taking constant blows, but he didn't know where the attacks came from.

A few seconds later, when Li Shucheng appeared again.

Ma Xianhong was already kneeling on the ground helplessly. The black armor that was originally attached to his body had been completely destroyed, and pieces of pitch-black pieces were scattered everywhere.

Wang Zhenqiu opened his mouth wide: "I'm going to go! How many times did Li Shucheng hit him just now? I saw twenty times."

Xia Liuqing sighed: "It seems that I am really old. I only saw the old man sixteen times."

Xiao Zizai raised his eyes and said, "Nineteen."

The clarinet said in a deep voice: "Twenty times."

Ding Shi'an, one of the two heroes, took two steps back: "I saw 22 times, but there should be a lot of difference between this and the reality!"

Li Shucheng ignored everyone's discussion and said calmly:
"Ma Xianhong, the outcome has been decided, don't think about resisting, just come back to the company with us."

"Although the company is not very good, it is not as evil as you think."

"Let me tell you the reason now. The main reason is that your stove is too dangerous, otherwise the company would not have chosen this village."

Ma Xianhong smiled bitterly, with some blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehehe, that's it, it turns out he was here for me from the beginning."

"Then let me tell you, Li Shucheng, you'd better kill me now! Otherwise I will never compromise!"

Ma Xianhong stood up, pretending to be fighting, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "That stove is my only hope! As long as I still have breath, I must complete it!"

Li Shucheng's eyes gradually turned cold when he saw that Ma Xianhong still wanted to resist.

"Since you say so."

At this time, Lao Meng rushed up and stopped Li Shucheng.

"Shu Cheng! Shu Cheng!"

"Wait a minute! Don't act in a hurry!"

Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan also rushed forward. They didn't want to see Ma Xianhong die here.

Lao Meng advised: "Village Chief Ma, that's enough."

"I admit that you are very powerful. No, everyone here has to admit that your magical skills are powerful."

"You do still have the ability to persevere, but is it still necessary?"

"You have also faced Shu Cheng and made a move. It is impossible for you to fight against him."

"It's just that you suffer more. We have no objection or opinion towards you. Our job is just to take you back. The remaining conflicts are between you and the company. Are you afraid of going to the company?"

Ma Xianhong was silent. He glanced at Li Shucheng, and his eyes flashed with deep loneliness.

Even if he uses magic weapons and uses all his strength, he is still no match for this man.

He lowered his arms: "Okay, I'll go meet those high-ranking guys."

After saying these words, Ma Xianhong closed his eyes resignedly.

Immediately, Xiao Zizai took out the company's special long needle and inserted it into Ma Xianhong's cervical spine, sealing his Qi pulse.

Ma Xianhong solved it, Wang Ye rolled his eyes and fell down!

(End of this chapter)