Chapter 83: The Lord of Different Arts retreats like a shadow!
"Broken!" With a sound, the infinite vortex and the Bagua Diagram dissipated. Under the backlash of their strength, Master Yishu couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.
Some black blood dyed his bamboo hat red. Looking at Lin Junwu's invincible heroic appearance, Yinshu Lord secretly said something bad. His true energy flowed, and he left Chen Ping who was still in a state of shock and ran away without hesitation!
What does Chen Ping's life or death have to do with him? His Yishu Lord only obeys orders from Zhao Kuangyin, not this disgusting plaything! His life is the most important at this moment!
Lin Junwu, unusually, did not pursue him, but slowly turned around and walked towards Chen Ping. Although Chen Ping could not see Lin Junwu's figure, he could feel his heart beating crazily, and a feeling of fear filled him.
The body is permeated.
Suddenly Lin Junwu stopped and looked at Chen Ping with interest, his eyes were so sarcastic, as if he was waiting for some good show.
Although Chen Ping didn't know why the fear in his heart began to dissipate, he was overjoyed. But before he could relax for too long, countless hateful eyes were cast on him.
Previously, the Youlong and the Formation Diagram, the Infinite Whirlpool and the Bagua Diagram were all imprinted in the eyes of warriors and common people. Not only did they not lose their admiration for Youlong because he was initially besieged, but they worshiped this unfounded thing even more because of it.
The Dragon King.
In their eyes, everything is the Dragon King responding to their kneeling, which is a good sign. Especially in the hearts of ordinary people, they firmly believe that Jiangfeng City will be protected by the Dragon King in the near future.
And how could Lin Junwu have thought that not long after, Jiang Feng City accidentally caught fire, and it suddenly rained heavily, extinguishing the fire that even Jiang Tianyu was helpless to do. Since then, the saying of the Dragon King protecting Jiang Feng City has been passed down through the ages...
But these are all afterthoughts, so I’ll just mention them briefly.
At this time, the warriors and the people who worshiped the Dragon King even more were facing this man who was disrespectful to the Dragon King, and of course they were filled with hatred. Even the people in the Treasure Pavilion looked at Chen Ping in a strange way.
In desperation, in order not to be beaten and for the future of the Treasure Pavilion, Chen Ping knelt down on the ground with a face of humiliation and knelt down to the unnecessary Dragon King in the sky.
Seeing this, Lin Junwu naturally laughed wildly in his heart, but this time he would not let Chen Ping off so easily.
Lin Jun made a move with his martial arts hand, and the dark clouds began to flash with lightning, and the dragon dragon roared in a low voice. The dragon claws that were accidentally revealed began to wave, and suddenly a thunderstorm sounded, and a small thunder and lightning struck Chen Ping.
Although the lightning was very fast, Chen Ping was an innate fifth-level strongman. His body moved subconsciously, and he knelt on the ground with a little force and moved two meters to the side.
The warriors and the common people were all startled by the sudden thunder and lightning. When they saw that the target of the thunder and lightning was obviously Chen Ping, their eyes became strange. They all thought that with the thunder and lightning falling from the sky, even the Dragon King couldn't help but punish him. He
What kind of outrageous thing did you do?
This is nothing, what Lin Junwu has to do is not that simple. With evil thoughts in his heart all his life, he plans to let a secret of Chen Ping and Zhao Kuangyin spread. After all, life is too boring, you have to find fun for the people of Jiangfeng City, right?
After Lin Junwu controlled a bolt of thunder and lightning, he withdrew his true energy. Some things should not be done too much. He had already vaguely felt a few strands of spiritual consciousness coming here. If Youlong didn't stop it, it would be a troublesome thing.
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After the wandering dragon turned into true energy and was withdrawn, the dark clouds began to disperse. The crowd thought that the dragon king heard what they were saying and then dissipated.
Immediately, the warriors and the common people stood up with unfinished thoughts, and it seemed that they were holding back a lot of words. It is estimated that within a day, Jiangfeng City would spread rumors that the Dragon King struck Chen Ping with lightning.
At this time, people have forgotten their original purpose. The warriors plan to go back to practice, and the common people plan to spread the story of the Dragon King's lightning attack on Chen Ping. As for the people in the Treasure Pavilion? They are just peripheral people and have already planned to withdraw at this time.
Is it okay to follow someone who was struck by lightning?
Chen Ping knelt on the ground in confusion, accepting people's strange looks and contempt. After being struck by thunder inexplicably, his heart was filled with confusion, and he couldn't react at all.
At this time, Lin Junwu thought, the time is almost here...then he released his breath and walked towards the ruins of the Treasure Pavilion step by step.
Lin Junwu's inexplicable aura shocked the warriors and Chen Ping, especially Chen Ping, who was even more frightened at this time. Although he didn't see it, he also knew that it was the one who summoned the wandering dragon and defeated the Yishu Lord.
This is the so-called Jin Yu!
Even though this Jin Yu was wearing a cloak, his unique aura was immediately recognized by Chen Ping! Unfortunately, Chen Ping no longer had the same desire for Lin Junwu to come out as before, and only felt fear.
"I mean, Chen Ping, is this place very lively? When did I become the elder of the Treasure Pavilion?" Lin Junwu lowered his voice and said gloomily.
Lin Junwu's words left the people around him scratching their heads. They could tell from the cloaked man's words that he was the Dragon Leaping Realm strongman last night, but at the same time it seemed that this Dragon Leaping Realm strongman was not what Chen Ping said.
The elder of the Treasure Pavilion.
Could it be that Chen Ping was lying? Some quick-thinking people figured it out in an instant, while the others suddenly realized it after being reminded by people who understood next to them. Then a trace of anger arose in their hearts, and they all glared at Chen Ping.
Ping. Even the people in the treasure house who knew about it in advance felt like they were being deceived and looked at Chen Ping angrily.
Seeing this, Lin Junwu couldn't help but smile and said hello, and then said again: "Pavilion Master Chen Ping, why are you kneeling? Although you randomly said that I am the elder of the treasure treasure pavilion, I will not blame you for not being the elder of the Treasure Pavilion. After all, the mentality of a teenager,
Can you understand it? Do you think so?" Although the words seemed to be explaining to Chen Ping, in fact, the meaning of his ridicule was very obvious.
Chen Ping couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart, are you sure you are trying to save me, not trick me?
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Junwu finished speaking, the eyes of the people around him became even more hostile, and even some innate experts began to get ready to make moves. Their eyes were constantly communicating, as if they were asking when they would come together.
Seeing this, Lin Junwu smiled, stepped forward again and said, "That being said, there are some things we still need to discuss clearly. I can understand the things, but it doesn't mean I can..."
"Hold your hands!" When the people around heard these two words, they felt a black shadow flashing past their eyes. Its speed was so fast that the warriors could hardly see clearly. And the ordinary people couldn't see any black shadow!
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could wait for them to dissipate, Chen Ping's body began to bend like a cooked shrimp. Then, like a cannonball, it flew backwards, turning into an arc and landing in the ruins of the Treasure Pavilion.
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I don't know whether it was a coincidence or Qian Wanwan's resentment, but the place where Chen Ping fell was exactly the same as the place where Qian Wanwan died. Chen Ping naturally thought of this, and before the pain in his body dissipated, he felt a strange sadness
It flows everywhere in the body.
Seeing this, Lin Junwu couldn't help but smile coldly, stepped on his feet, and turned into a black lightning, shooting towards Chen Ping. Chen Ping only felt that his abdomen was hit by a fist, and the pain accompanied by bitter water filled the surroundings of his body.
Under the control of Lin Junwu's ingenious power, Chen Ping only suffered some skin injuries, and his body was not even knocked away. But it was Chen Ping's tragedy that he was not knocked away. Although Lin Junwu's fist did not hurt him,
But the pain almost made him incontinent!
Inhuman screams were spat out from Chen Ping's mouth, filling the air and falling into the ears of the people around him. Although they hated Chen Ping in their hearts, these screams no longer seemed like human beings.
The sound made them couldn't help but sympathize with him.
Then, he stood there and watched with interest as Chen Ping was ravaged by Lin Junwu's punch after punch.
Lin Junwu did not use a trace of vitality, and even controlled his physical strength to a certain extent, but deliberately condensed a trace of sharp gold thunder in his hands. The sharp gold thunder with the ability to break Qi directly tore through Chen Ping's true energy defense, using all the power
Blast into his body.
The power of Lin Junwu's fists and the sharpening of golden thunder created an inhuman voice. The fists fell on Chen Ping's body like raindrops. Finally, Lin Junwu felt bored and simply pulled him up with one hand and let him stand on the ground.
The movement of the static phase was put away, and the strength and vitality were gathered together. At this time, Lin Junwu was like an ordinary person.
Chen Ping was still a little unconscious from being beaten by Lin Junwu's fist, and could only subconsciously stand and not fall down.
Lin Junwu slowly closed his eyes, took a step back with his right foot, stretched out his hands, palms upward, facing Chen Ping up and down.
Then he slipped his right foot, drew a semicircle, and lunged forward. His right hand clapped forward as if by accident, as if a mechanism had been activated. Lin Junwu suddenly opened his eyes, and his right hand turned into a palm and struck Chen Ping.
Above the chest!
Before the right palm was released, the left hand pressed down and turned into a fist to push his shoulder flat. The right foot slipped again, the body rotated with the footsteps, the right hand took advantage of the trend, and he struck sideways!
Although Lin Junwu could only use the strength of an ordinary person at this time, under his exquisite control, he was able to force Chen Ping back several steps.
But this is not the end, or it is just the beginning. It is rare for Lin Junwu to find a professional practitioner, and because he is bored, of course he will not miss this good opportunity to practice.
After making a chop with his right hand, his left hand was gathered at his chest and joined with his right hand. He pushed forward with both palms and knocked back Chen Ping several steps!
Raise the cannon with your right foot, and sweep the fallen leaves with your left foot. Your hands are like Guanyin, changing according to your heart. It doesn't matter if your palms and fists point horizontally, you still hit the enemy three thousand feet!
With every punch and kick, Lin Junwu seemed to be performing a dance, dancing like an elf. Although he was just an ordinary person, he hit Chen Ping hard and kept retreating!
Countless memories flowed through his mind, Liang Fei's millions of dollars and Lin Junwu's own, each move was imbued with the power of martial arts.
Suddenly, Lin Junwu's fist was punched hard, and then he secretly said it was a pity, if it had been a little later, maybe... forget it, who would let himself suffer.
Lin Junwu turned around slowly and said with a smile: "What a coincidence."