Chapter 160 From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside
Chapter 160 Killing from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside
"I really saw a giant just now. Why don't you believe it? It's in this area."
"There is no giant. You must be dazzled. We didn't see anything."
"Stop talking nonsense and go down the mountain to buy medicinal materials for Master. It will get dark if you delay any longer."
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There were voices around. They were the disciples of the Four Seasons Tower. Song Fulu had no expression on his face. Because of the memory of the original master, Song Fulu had no favorable impression of the Four Seasons Tower, and he was also one of his enemies.
The Four Seasons Building is also an important reason for the tragedy of the original owner's life. The first target of revenge will be the Four Seasons Building.
In the following days, Song Fulu adapted to the sudden increase in strength. Because the divine body and divine essence of his original body were integrated into the body of this world, Song Fulu's body in this world was even more terrifying than the main world.
If not for the integration of spiritual power, it would be difficult for Song Fulu to adapt in a short period of time.
Tianming Mountain, Four Seasons Tower.
After adapting to the skyrocketing strength, Song Fulu, whose cultivation level has reached a thousand refinements, far beyond the normal range of this world, came to Tianming Mountain, where the home of Four Seasons Tower is.
The original owner, who was in his forties, was apprenticed to Zhang Wei, the elder of the Spring Breeze Sect in the Four Seasons Tower. Zhang Wei knew that he was old and had poor talents, so he lied to him that with the help of heaven and earth treasures, sooner or later he would be able to step into the fifth level and above, and possess the power of revenge.
The power of hatred defrauded the original owner of his remaining gold and silver treasures.
Afterwards, seeing that the original owner had no value, he abandoned the old shoes and let him work as a handyman in the mountains. He suffered humiliation and torture until he became old and was driven to the foot of the mountain to wait for death.
How can we not avenge such a great hatred?
Looking at the majestic Tianming Mountain in front of him, Song Fulu walked along the mountain road to the west towards the area where the Spring Breeze Gate is located.
"Li Yong'an, what kind of treasure have you taken to become so energetic? When I saw you a few days ago, you were almost dead."
Not far away, he met an acquaintance, wearing a brocade robe and a sallow complexion. It was Liu Ling, Zhang Wei's fourth disciple, who had also insulted the original master many times.
Looking at the tall and strong old man with a red face in front of him, Liu Ling was also surprised. He immediately thought of the possibility of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and his greed suddenly aroused: "You must have taken some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Why didn't you bring it to me? Do you still have it now?"
Song Fulu glanced at him: "Is Zhang Wei on the mountain?"
"Zhang Wei?" Liu Ling was stunned, then sneered: "Li Yongan, you are so brave, you actually called the master by his first name. I will go up to the mountain and tell the master and let him teach you a lesson..."
"Bang..."
Before Liu Ling could finish speaking, Song Fulu struck him with a punch. He was several meters away and sent Liu Ling flying directly with the force of his fist. Most of his bones were broken into pieces and he hit a huge boulder and slid down, leaving only Liu Ling.
The air is coming out, but there is no air coming in.
It was Song Fulu's intention to not kill him directly, or to leave him a few breaths and let him regret and suffer, so that his death would be more uncomfortable.
As for whether such an injury can be saved, it is basically impossible. After all, this is not an extraordinary world, and there is no such treasure as bringing the dead back to life.
"Kill people, kill people, Li Waste kill people."
"Senior brother Liu Ling was beaten to death by Li Yongan, let's go tell Elder Zhang quickly."
"Run!"
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Some Chunfeng Sect disciples who saw this scene turned around and ran away, and soon they dispersed. Song Fulu saw that there were no enemies among them, so he did not take action and walked slowly towards the Chunfeng Sect headquarters on the mountainside.
"Li Yongan, did you really kill senior brother Liu Ling?"
"Where is Senior Brother Liu Ling? Hand it over quickly."
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After walking for a while, he saw several people coming down the mountainside and blocking his way.
These people are all disciples of Zhang Wei, some are formal disciples, some are registered disciples, and basically all of them have bullied him.
Song Fulu didn't talk nonsense and punched him casually.
"Boom..."
The fist was like a tidal wave, falling on several people, and only the sound of broken bones was heard. These people were also severely injured by Song Fulu and were dying, lying on the ground in despair, unable to move.
"Li Yongan, master will not let you go."
"Help, someone help me."
"Senior Brother Ninth, I know I was wrong, please help me!"
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Song Fulu stepped on the bodies of several people and continued to move forward. There were broken bones and painful screams under his feet.
Zhang Wei was greedy for money. In order to make more money, he recruited many disciples. There were more than 20 formal disciples alone and more than 50 registered disciples, totaling almost a hundred.
Soon another wave of Zhang Wei's disciples stopped Song Fulu. They all held long swords and stared at Song Fulu.
"Where are Senior Brother Liu Ling and the others? What did you do to them?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Let's arrest him and talk about it later."
"Master is waiting above, Li Yongan, your death has come."
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Most of the disciples had bullied Song Fulu, and only a small number had not bullied him. However, Song Fulu didn't bother to tell the difference, and casually blasted him away from a distance of dozens of meters.
The boxing style brought by hundreds of millions of kilograms of power was brought together through special techniques. If Song Fulu hadn't suppressed most of the strength, he would have turned these idiots into scum.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
In a series of loud noises, the group of people were scattered on the ground like porcelain, their bones were in pieces, and they could only stay on the ground waiting to die.
"Impossible, how could Li Yongan be so strong?"
"He is not Li Yongan, he is a monster."
"Master, come and help!"
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Seeing this scene, some Chunfeng Sect disciples who were watching the excitement were so frightened that they ran away quickly, not daring to get any closer to Song Fulu.
Song Fulu didn't bother to pay attention to them. Every injustice has its owner, and Song Fulu is not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.
No one came to block the way from behind, and Song Fulu arrived in front of Elder Zhang Wei's courtyard without any hindrance. He saw Zhang Wei and dozens of disciples who were waiting in formation, and dozens of elders from Chunfeng Sect were waiting beside them.
"Li Yong'an, how dare you fight against the same sect and kill so many brothers and sisters. According to the rules of Chunfeng Sect, you will definitely die today!"
Zhang Wei, who was full of righteousness, stared at Song Fulu coldly, not believing what the other elders' disciples had just said, that Song Fulu could severely injure his senior brothers and junior brothers from a distance.
There is no such skill in the world, it is really unheard of.
The disciples behind Zhang Wei also joined in the crusade against Song Fulu.
"Li Yong'an, you have gone too far. Brothers and sisters, I cannot help you. You are going to do this."
"If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy quickly, maybe a whole body will be left behind."
"Li Yong'an, I didn't expect you to be so heartbroken."
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Looking at the chattering so-called brothers and sisters, Song Fulu frowned and punched out: "It's really noisy!"