Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters instant kill
Lin Xiaodong's loud shout was infused with vitality. It was unremarkable at first, but it had great stamina and hit like thunder. Everyone in Yuhe Palace was shocked by the sound and their blood surged.
Immediately, five or six figures opened the door and ran out. The leader was a Taoist priest in his thirties with a three-part mustache. When he came out, he saw several people and immediately yelled: "Who dares to enter my Yuhe Palace?"
make trouble?
Don’t you want to live anymore?”
Song Rui and Chaifu were both too frightened to speak. The Taoist priest snorted coldly and asked Chaifu directly: "Are you a nearby villager?
Why do you come to my Yuhe Palace?"
Chai Fu used to be in awe of the gods of Yuhe Palace, but now he hates and fears them. When the little Taoist kicked his grandson off the cliff just now, he wished he could destroy the entire Yuhe Palace.
But he didn't have such strength, so he could only endure the hatred in his heart.
"Aren't you a woodcutter from the nearby village, and you brought your grandson here to become a disciple?
I’m telling you, your grandson is a loser and has no intelligence, so get out of here!”
A young Taoist priest next to him recognized the woodcutter and immediately started yelling and scolding him.
"My grandson is not a waste!"
The woodcutter could bear it originally, even if others insulted him, but now these immortals insulted his grandson again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and retorted angrily.
"Not trash?"
The little Taoist priest did not expect that the woodcutter would dare to refute his words. He snorted and walked over, saying with disdain: "In our Yuhe Palace, even the servants who clean the toilets are better qualified than him."
"I think you might as well kill this grandson and feed it to the wolves. It's better to have another grandson than to raise a waste!"
"My grandson is not a waste! I will not let him defeat you beasts as his teacher!"
The anger in the woodcutter's heart finally burst out, and he glared at the little Taoist priest with a pair of blood-red eyes.
There was a cold light in the little Taoist priest's eyes. In their eyes, these nearby villagers were no different from beasts. They all wanted to worship them, but now a beast dared to yell at him.
"It seems that we are really too kind to you unruly people. Are you angry?
Do you care about your useless grandson?"
The little Taoist priest asked with a sneer.
The woodcutter didn't answer, but glared at him with extremely firm eyes.
The little Taoist priest didn't care at all about the woodcutter's hatred towards him, but grabbed the little grandson by the neck and picked him up.
"Since you can't do it, then I will kindly help you. Kill him and you will no longer have these thoughts that make you lose your life!"
"Let go of my grandson, I will fight with you, you beasts! Scum!"
When the woodcutter saw that these immortals were trying to kill his grandson again, he really exploded. He had no fear at all and rushed towards the little Taoist priest like crazy.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities!"
The little Taoist priest's eyes were full of contempt and he kicked the woodcutter away.
"Boy, don't look at me with such hatred, because you have no ability to take revenge!"
"If you want to take revenge, do it in the next life!"
The little Taoist priest said to the little grandson in a cold voice, and then he tried to strangle the little grandson to death with his hands.
At this moment, Lin Xiaodong grabbed his wrist and shouted coldly: "Let go!"
"ah!"
The little Taoist priest felt a sudden sharp pain in his wrist, as if it was clamped by iron pliers, so he reluctantly let go of his hand.
Lin Xiaodong put his grandson aside, and he immediately ran to find his grandfather crying.
The young Taoist priest and the middle-aged Taoist priests on the side had very gloomy expressions and stared at Lin Xiaodong.
"Boy, who are you?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest asked.
Lin Xiaodong said without changing his expression: "Lin Xiaodong."
The little Taoist priest next to him immediately threatened Lin Xiaodong in a fierce voice: "Boy, I think you have good strength. You must also want to come to my Yuhe Palace to become a disciple, right?"
But you just made a huge mistake, I, Yuhe Palace, will never accept you as a disciple, you can leave!"
Lin Xiaodong sneered contemptuously and said, "When did I tell you that I came to become a disciple?"
“Jade River Palace?
I think it’s better to rename it Trash Palace, because you are all trash!”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the middle-aged Taoist priests and others instantly became more gloomy. They are immortals. In the eyes of all ordinary people, they are aloof gods. When would anyone dare to talk to them like this?
Especially Lin Xiaodong's contemptuous eyes made them even more angry.
"Boy, I think you are looking for death! Do you know how big the gap is between immortals and ordinary people?"
"I see that you are quite strong, you must have practiced martial arts, right?
Huh, but warriors are nothing in our eyes! Today I will let you know that young people should not be too crazy, otherwise they will die!"
After speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest rushed towards Lin Xiaodong, holding a talisman in his hand.
Under normal circumstances, because the physical melee capabilities of these monks are very average, they should trigger the talisman to attack from a distance.
But the middle-aged Taoist priest looked down on Lin Xiaodong at all, thinking that Lin Xiaodong knew nothing about immortals, so he wanted to pretend to be a fake, and waited until Lin Xiaodong was using the talisman.
But Lin Xiaodong didn't give him this chance at all, and a fireball flew directly in his hand.
"Ah! Instant spell, impossible, no! Ah!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest screamed in horror, but before he could finish shouting, his whole body was burned into a fire, and burned to ashes in the miserable struggle! Several young Taoist priests were frightened.
Nian Taoist priest is their little master uncle. He has always been their goal to catch up and surpass, and he is like an idol.
But in front of Lin Xiaodong, he was killed instantly! They didn't see how Lin Xiaodong cast the spell just now, and he didn't have a talisman in his hand. Why did he go out as soon as the fireball arrived?
"You! How dare you kill my junior uncle? Just wait for me!"
"Don't run away if you have the guts!"
Several young Taoist priests said harsh words to Lin Xiaodong, and then ran towards the yard in great horror, looking back from time to time to see if Lin Xiaodong was catching up.
Lin Xiaodong sneered, not bothering to chase them at all, he just wanted them to go back and report the news.
"It's bad! Junior uncle was killed!"
Several young Taoist priests ran into the courtyard and started shouting loudly. The entire Yuhe Palace was in chaos for a while.
In the exhaust courtyard at the back, the fat and thin Taoist priests were also startled by the noise outside. When Lin Xiaodong rolled out, the two of them did not continue to attack the two women, but stopped to observe what was going on outside.
Condition.
After waiting for a few minutes, someone shouted that the junior uncle had been killed. This news frightened the two of them.
Dang! Dang! Dang! The sound of bells came from Yuhe Palace. This is the bell that Yuhe Palace will ring only in case of emergency.
"Tie them both up!"
The two little Taoist priests, fat and thin, quickly tied up the two women and ran out in a hurry.
Feng Yuzhou and Wu Qian were left with confused faces, but at the same time they were extremely happy in their hearts. They had escaped, but they had to find a way to get out of here, otherwise they would be the same when the two little Taoist priests came back.