Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 134 Who Are You? ! 【[-] in [-]】

"Whoa..."

As more gravel and clods turned up, a figure covered with hideous scars slowly crawled out from the ground. His original quaint official uniform was extremely ragged at the moment. Damaged cracks could be seen everywhere. A tingling injury to the scalp.

At the level of Huajinlin, the body is no longer a virtual soul body, but more like a zombie. It has a hard ghost body. In terms of hardness, it is not inferior to Jin Tie.

Just relying on the ghost body of Tianyuan Realm, he can tear apart the little Grandmaster of Aperture Point Realm with his bare hands.

However, when Lu Chen slashed out with his sword, he suppressed Hua Jinlin to such an embarrassing situation, the power of that sword can be seen.

"boom……"

Hua Jinlin took a step forward, and the sound of his footsteps landing made one feel extremely heavy.

The magistrate of the ghost county hunched over, his ferocious grimace was a little weak at the moment, he looked up at the Taoist celestial master who was still in the air, his dark eyes were shaking more and more, and his expression was extremely difficult.

"you……"

Hua Jinlin's voice was hoarse and low, his bruised lips were full of scars, and he struggled to utter a word: "Who the hell are you?!"

The Ghost County Magistrate is a person who has seen Pinglin Nian, and he can clearly feel it.

This sword has far surpassed the power of Lu Chen's arm-shocking sword just now.

It seems that there is already a posture that is beyond the ordinary, full of the meaning of a fairy...

Now that there are no gods in this world, Hua Jinlin naturally knows.

That's why the ghost county magistrate was so frightened.

But just after he finished speaking, Hua Jinlin's face suddenly shook.

He suddenly remembered what Lu Chen had said before, the thousand-year-old anecdote.

How did this Taoist celestial master know the information that ordinary people would never know? !

At that moment, the ghost magistrate only felt as if mountains and rivers were collapsing and rivers pouring down in his mind, which was extremely shocking and made his mind buzzing.

Hua Jinlin's eyes were wide open, and his voice was a little hoarse in a hurry, he howled, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Why do you have the aura of a fairy, why do you know the secrets of thousands of years ago, why...why?!"

"All of this, why?!"

Hua Jinlin, the magistrate of Ghost County, was in a crazy state.

In mid-air, Lu Chen, who looked like a celestial being, slowly raised his head, his voice was scorching, like the majesty of a divine court, and the voice of the sky was mighty: "Me?"

"The poor Taoist is nothing but a leisurely Taoist priest who sleeps lightly in the mountains and forests."

After finishing speaking, a wave of extremely turbulent and mighty spiritual power surged around Lu Chen's body like an ocean.

Because Lu Chen did not deliberately suppress the breakthrough momentum of the spiritual power in his body, but let the spiritual power agitate wantonly.

Although, at the juncture of a great war, it is not a good thing that the qi in the body is so turbulent.

But today's timing is far from normal.

The importance of breaking through from Zhenxuan to Qiao acupoint is like a natural moat. If you want to take this opportunity to soar into the sky, you must use all resources to the extreme.

So he knew very well that if he wanted to open all one hundred and eight acupuncture points in his body at one stroke, and convert all the spiritual power in his body into his body, it would require an immeasurable impact.

Instead of relying on external stimulation to mobilize, it is better to let the spiritual energy in the body stir up by itself.

"you--!"

The middle-aged Confucian-looking Hua Jinlin's face was extremely ugly in an instant, his originally pitch-black eyes were completely filled with blood, and his body under the official uniform was trembling and twitching.

Already out of breath!
Obviously, Lu Chen's answer was not acceptable to him.

As far as literati are concerned, people can die, but their strength of character must not be lost.

He, Hua Jinlin, had lost his character thousands of years ago, but he absolutely could not accept being mocked by a young man like this.

"Although I am dead..."

Hua Jinlin's voice was extremely low, and his ghostly body, which was full of scars and showing signs of weakness, gradually swelled, and its muscles and muscles were constantly bulging like dragons and snakes: "I will not be humiliated like this!!!"

"Kakakakaka..."

Amidst a series of rubbing sounds like cracking beans, Hua Jinlin's ghost body seemed to be twitching and enlarged continuously, reaching a height of more than five meters in a blink of an eye.

Because of the huge weight, standing at the bottom of the crack, the thick legs like stone pillars have sunk deeply into the ground.

"Aww-!!!"

Hua Jinlin, who had undergone a huge change in stature, hissed and roared. The roar was like a heavy hammer echoing in the cracks in the ground, colliding and colliding continuously, causing the entire crack to tremble constantly.

The ghost county magistrate's life-long tainted aura almost exploded at this moment, his legs like stone pillars suddenly tightened, and he exerted strength suddenly.

While the entire crack was constantly shaking, his body was like a cannonball, and it bounced up into the sky.

"boom--!!!"

With one leap, he leaped out of the crack and stepped heavily on the ground, instantly filled with smoke and dust.

The moment Hua Jinlin landed, it was no less than a meteor falling to the ground, the sound was vibrating, and smoke and dust flew.

"Taoist celestial master..."

Hua Jinlin, who was already like a ghost, stared at the young Taoist priest in mid-air, his voice extremely hoarse and terrifying.

Without waiting for Lu Chen's answer, Hua Jinlin, who was out of human form, suddenly threw out a black mist. The mist contained the thick dead air in the abandoned warehouse, and the young monk with closed eyes, Shaoshi Shanguan, .

At this moment, Hua Jinlin had no time to pay attention to the flesh and blood of that eminent monk, and at this moment, blinded by anger, the ghost county magistrate only had in his mind how to defeat Lu Chen.

The ferocious ghost hands clenched tightly like sandbags, and the pure dead energy floating in the air poured into the mouth and nose of the huge ghost like a river.

Hua Jinlin's muscular monster's figure expanded a bit, and the scars that were originally slashed by Lu Chen's sword were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but there is also a layer of steel-like light flowing from the skin, and the light even shakes the air slightly.

In mid-air, Lu Chen looked at the ferocious monster constantly changing under his feet, raised his eyelids slightly, and said with difficulty: "Are you going to fight to the death?"

Lu Chen's voice was calm, but he didn't intend to stop him at all.

Even though the ghost under his feet became more and more ferocious, and his figure became bigger and bigger, he just waited and watched lightly, completely indifferent.

This is not because of Lu Chen's arrogance, but because the spiritual power in Lu Chen's body is boiling like fire and violent like thunder at this moment.

But it is still a bit vain, only by completely grinding and solidifying it can it better break through the acupoints and open up [-] acupoints in one fell swoop.

And the ghosts transformed by Huajinlin are immortal.

Lu Chen, who just happened to be a whetstone, took the opportunity to sharpen the spiritual power in his body.

Lu Chen hung in the air, looking indifferently at everything under his feet.

The supernatant Wuwei Sutra and Dragon Tiger Golden Elixir in the body were continuously circulating, nourishing every joint in Lu Chen's body.

……

After a full half a minute, it was blowing so hard

"Roar--!!!"

Hua Jinlin opened his bloody mouth and roared again, and roared in all directions with air waves visible to the naked eye.

Half suspended in the air, Lu Chen smiled faintly, shivered the mahogany sword in his hand, crushed all the sound waves that invaded his body, and flicked his Taoist robe suddenly, his voice was like thunder: "Ghost, are you having fun?"

"die!!!"

At this moment, Hua Jinlin's voice was extremely thick and hoarse, like a boulder rubbing against gold and iron in a catastrophe, it was deafening.

With a low growl, the huge ghost, which was nearly seven meters tall, jumped up, its muscles were extremely swollen like stone pillars, and its hands were clenched together, like a drum hammering the sky, and it hit Lu Chen in midair.

"So good!"

Lu Chenlang laughed, and flicked the mahogany sword in his hand, the fairy did not retreat but advanced, and swung out the sword against the giant hammer that was rushing towards him.

"Crackling—!"

A series of dazzling sparks continued to burst, illuminating the entire night sky.

The originally majestic Taomujian was not as brave as before at this moment, the two passed each other, and the blow was even.

Lu Chen's figure drew a line in the air, turned around and thrust out his long sword like a dragon again, pointing directly at Hua Jinlin's back.

The huge ghost that looked like a gold and iron monster in mid-air turned around alive, and suddenly stretched out its big hand like a millstone, ignoring the twisting sword light and divine power on the blade, and grabbed the three-foot long sword tightly.

Let the sword light twist the skin like gold and iron and make a crackling sound.

"Death to me!!!"

Hua Jinlin let out a low cry, his eyes flashed fiercely, and with his other hand clenched a huge fist, he slammed towards Lu Chen with a force that could shatter mountains and rivers without any hindrance.

Lu Chen, who was restrained by the mahogany sword, did not change his face.

The divine light in his eyes suddenly flourished, the seal of the Celestial Master shone brightly, and the fifth sword mark among the seven sword marks of Lu Zu's sword scripture in his mind suddenly exploded into light.

Lu Zu has a sword, which can be broken in five days!

The turbulent divine power and sword light poured into Lu Chen's left arm almost at the same time.

The Taoist robe sleeve on Lu Chen's left arm straightened suddenly, and he punched heavily.

Who said you have to use a sword?
When the way of the sword is at its peak, why is everything in this world not a sword?

As long as you are proficient in fighting skills, why can't the evening grass cut the stars?

Lu Chen punched out, and two iron fists whose sizes were almost dozens of times different in mid-air were handed over with a bang.

"boom--!"

There was a moment of silence in the night sky, and then there was a crazy explosion.

This loud noise can make the world tremble.

The air in midair shrank violently at first, and then exploded crazily, continuously exploding in the air with a wave visible to the naked eye, spreading outward layer upon layer.

In mid-air, the two people with huge body differences each retreated a few steps.

Lu Chen's fist was slightly numb, but his face remained normal.

But the arm of the huge ghost with a height of seven meters was constantly trembling. The cracks in the granite-like skin were like spider webs, and they were still enlarging.

The whole ghost house was silent.

……

Guan Yi, who was randomly thrown on the ground, was in the strong wind, and his skin was in severe pain like being cut by a knife.

But in the heart of the young monk...

But the skin is even more shocking.

As the magistrate of the ghost county began to absorb the dead energy to replenish himself, the spiritual power sealed by the ghost energy in Guanyi's body became loose. Up to now, although Guanyi still can't control his body, his perception function has been greatly improved. .

Now, Guan Yi can already get a general idea of ​​what's going on outside.

The scene just now was fully captured by the young monk's sense organs.

It turned out that Guan Yi was in an abandoned warehouse and was kidnapped by a ghost county magistrate. He had only heard about the fight between Lu and Chen, but now, after seeing it with his own eyes, Guan Yi felt that his heart was full of indescribable bitterness.

'This……'

'Is this really what a human being can do? '

Guan Yi kept murmuring in his heart, Lu Chen's method...

All his cognition and senses have been subverted, and his mind has almost completely collapsed.

On the ground, the young monk's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, but his heart was desolate.

The Taoists actually have such an amazing and talented young back...

How can he see the back of his head on Mount Shaoshi? !

Or in other words, looking at his Buddhism, what can he do? !

……

In mid-air, Lu Chen exhaled shallowly.

This is the breath produced after the spiritual power in the body is polished.

After the punch just now, Lu Chen felt that the originally vain and irritable spiritual power in his body gradually calmed down and gradually strengthened.

It can be seen just how far the realm of the fist fight just now has reached.

"almost."

Taking into account the state of his body, Lu Chen exhaled shallowly.

The thunder light above the left arm and the Lihuo between the eyebrows rose again, gradually covering the mahogany sword in Lu Chen's hand.

Lihuo Leimang flowed on the three-foot peach wood sword edge, condensed but not scattered, majestic and majestic.

Not far away, a huge ghost stood in the air, looking at the mahogany sword rising from the fire, its blood-red eyes flickered slightly.

Lu Chen's figure disappeared into the night sky like a ghost, and before the ghost transformed by Hua Jinlin could react, Lu Chen, who was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, had already appeared in front of the ghost.

The mahogany long sword that was blooming with Lihuo Leimang slapped out. Lu Chen did not use the edge of the sword, but slapped the huge ghost's injured arm with the blade flatly.

The sword body was separated from the ghost's arm, but the huge ghost's arm was like white snow and hot carbon, and a wisp of black smoke rose, leaving a mark more than ten centimeters deep on the granite-like arm.

"Ow—!"

Hua Jinlin let out a cry of pain, his tense face was extremely painful, and he raised his other fist and slammed it heavily at Lu Chen.

But just as the fist landed, Lu Chen in midair disappeared again, and that powerful punch also landed in the air.

And the next moment, the air behind Hua Jinlin was slightly rippling, and Lu Chen appeared out of nowhere, and the mahogany sword that was rising with light in his hand was shot again, and it fell heavily on the ghost's back.

The same black smoke, the same imprints, the same screams.

But when Hua Jinlin turned around, Lu Chen disappeared again.

For the next ten or so breaths, the night sky was filled with Hua Jinlin's wails and screams and black smoke.

Lu Chen was like a ghost, constantly appearing around Huajin Lin, slapping out sword after sword in his hand.

In the span of ten or so breaths, half of the originally seven-meter-high and extremely muscular ghost body was taken away by Lu Chensheng.

Hua Jinlin gasped and stood in the air, searching around aimlessly, his blood-red eyes had returned to their original state, and his expression was extremely panicked.

Ripples appeared in the air again, Hua Jinlin suddenly turned his head with a look of vigilance.

But this time Lu Chen did not appear beside Hua Jinlin, but not far away, looking coldly at the ghost that had reached the end of its strength.

Hua Jinlin gritted his teeth, ready to fight to the death, but his body just moved.

In the distance, Lu Chen suddenly raised his hand, and six talismans shining with Lihuo Leimang shot out, nailed into Hua Jinlin's limbs, and nailed him firmly to the ground.

Nailhead Seven Arrows!

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