Everyone felt their ears roaring, their blood and energy trembled, their hearts were upset and they felt like vomiting, and they were swaying and unsteady. Everything in front of them was shaking and shaking, making them unable to see clearly.
Two dark green figures entered the restaurant and stood in front of Wei Wuwei, glaring at him with swords in their hands: "Who are you!"
Wei Wuwei frowned and waved his hands impatiently.
He wanted to see if Fa Ming was dead, and if he took action, he would pursue his soul and take his life without leaving any further trouble.
"Bold!" Two middle-aged men in green shirts took a step forward, took two positions respectively, and slowly drew out their swords: "The use of force is strictly prohibited in Qingshan City, and anyone who violates the rules will be killed without mercy!"
"What a loud tone!" Wei Wuwei said coldly.
He suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he flew out of the window and landed on the street outside.
Lanterns are everywhere on the street, brightly lit, and bustling with people coming and going.
Everyone stopped and looked in surprise at Fa Ming, who was slowly getting up. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and he had been seriously injured.
The power of the Blood Jade Palm is overwhelming. Although Fa Ming is a master of the world and can protect himself in the Daji Wulin, he cannot withstand Wei Wuwei's palm.
"It's quite capable." With purple robes fluttering, Wei Wuwei landed in front of Fa Ming. There are not many people in the world who can survive a slap from him. Fa Ming's cultivation level is average, but he is somewhat capable.
The ability to take a beating.
"Young monk, a disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple, has practiced the magical power of Vajra to eliminate evil spirits." Fa Ming said slowly.
The golden light flashed on his face, solemn and sacred, like a golden Arhat standing there.
He sensed Wei Wuwei's surging murderous intent and knew that he was in danger of escaping, so he directly activated the secret technique.
"The disciples of Da Leiyin Temple must die too!" Wei Wuwei shouted loudly and struck out with his palm.
"Stop! Ding! Ding!"
Two middle-aged men appeared in front of Fa Ming. They blocked Wei Wuwei's palm with their swords, but the two long knives flew out. Their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly retreated to escape. They felt Wei Wuwei's rage.
His internal strength is no match for him at all, and his opponent kills people like crazy and without mercy. The only way to save his life is to avoid his sharp edges.
"You dare to meddle in my business, you will die!" Wei Wuwei disappeared in a flash, caught up with the two of them, and hit their chests with his left and right palms.
The two men raised their heads to the sky and sprayed blood arrows. They flew out ten feet away and fell to the ground. They crashed into a wonton shop and died without moving.
Fa Ming turned around and ran, like a golden light flashing across everyone's eyes. He ran a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye and turned around when he reached the end of the street.
People stared with wide eyes, hoping that Fa Ming could escape from this murderous god.
Wei Wuwei stepped forward and blocked Fa Ming's path.
"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!" Fa Ming proclaimed the Buddha's name and slowly pushed out a palm.
This Buddha's name was loud and powerful, echoing in the night sky for a long time, as if the sky was full of gods and Buddhas proclaiming the Buddha's name, solemn and solemn.
"Bang!" Fa Ming's gold-dusted palms intersected with Wei Wuwei's white jade-like palms, making a muffled sound.
People around him flew out one after another, like a hurricane blowing across the ground. The mud, dust and fruit cores on the ground flew away one after another, leaving the blue brick floor clean.
Fa Ming remained motionless, his face flashed with golden light, and a stream of blood slowly poured out of the corner of his mouth.
"Amitabha!" He clasped his hands and sat cross-legged on the ground, and once again pronounced the Buddha's name. His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he became silent and passed away.
Wei Wuwei sneered, very dissatisfied with Fa Ming's actions.
The people around him could not help but be in awe. This little monk was young but had the demeanor of an eminent monk. He was worthy of being an eminent disciple of Daleiyin Temple. It is a pity that he passed away here because of the bad luck of the year.
They couldn't help but glare at Wei Wuwei angrily.
Facing the fire-like eyes of everyone, Wei Wuwei smiled slightly, feeling unspeakably happy in his heart. What he wanted was such eyes, this was his majesty!
He floated back into the restaurant through the broken window. The people who were leaning on the window to look down couldn't help but shrink back and hurriedly avoided him.
Wei Wuwei calmly sat back in his seat, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Everyone was silent and did not dare to comment. It had been a long time since they had met such a lunatic. He must be a man who was destined to die. It was not worth contending with him. It was better not to provoke him as much as possible and not to hold him on his back before he died.
The entire restaurant fell into silence, and the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks was particularly harsh.
Wei Wuwei glanced at everyone casually and sipped the wine slowly. Everyone avoided his eyes and did not get up to leave. They wanted to see what happened to this guy.
After Wei Wuwei finished a glass of wine, there was a sudden sound of clothes flying, and then six old men appeared in the restaurant.
They were all wearing dark green robes, some were wearing swords, and some were carrying swords. They stepped forward and surrounded Wei Wuwei.
"Go!" Without saying a word, they attacked Wei Wuwei with swords and swords. The light and shadow of the swords revealed a cold air, and people retreated to the corners to watch the show.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
"Bang bang bang bang..." The six old men flew out one after another, smashed open the windows and fell to the street, where they died immediately.
Wei Wuwei lightly dusted his purple shirt, calmly and calmly, and raised his voice: "Xiaoer, why aren't the dishes here yet?"
"Come...come." The waiter, who was shrinking in the distance, trembled with fright and stammered in a hurry.
"Hurry up." Wei Wuwei said in a deep voice.
"Yes...yes, it will be ready soon...right away." The waiter's face turned pale.
People around him left one after another with heavy hearts, feeling that the day was about to change.
This crazy guy is so powerful. The Duke's Mansion may not be able to kill him this time. If he cannot be killed, the rules of Qingshan City will be broken, and the majesty of the Duke's Mansion will be gone. In the future, Qingshan City will not be like that.
Peaceful.
Wei Wuwei looked at the empty restaurant, chuckled, and shook his head. A remote country is a remote country, and there are only limited experts. As long as those two god masters don't show up, he can be invincible.
He felt unspeakably happy in his heart. He looked at the waiter who was carrying the dishes and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm not a madman. I won't kill people for no reason!"
"Yes." The waiter trembled when he heard what he said. After hearing what he said, he tried his best to smile, carefully put down the four dishes, and left in a hurry.
Wei Wuwei stared at the four plates, shook his head and started eating.
In the following time, no more masters came over, and the Renguo Duke's Mansion seemed to shrink back in fear, making Wei Wuwei even more contemptuous, feeling that he was fierce in appearance, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and the Duke of Renguo's Mansion was nothing more than that!
After eating, he didn't bother to visit Duke Ren's Mansion, and walked directly through Qingshan City to Duke Yi's Mansion. The Mansion of Duke Yi was really not worth mentioning, so he just came to kill Chu Li directly.
No one followed him along the way. It seemed that Renguo Gongfu was really frightened, and Daleiyin Temple didn't respond at all, which made him vigilant.
Several masters from the Outer Worlds died in Guogong's Mansion, and their vitality was severely damaged. It was understandable that they did not dare to pursue him. Otherwise, if all the masters were to be wiped out, the huge Guogong Mansion would be doomed, and they would have to endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden.
Daleiyin Temple is the number one sect in Daji. It will never swallow its anger and must send people to hunt him down.
The next evening, he arrived outside Chongming City and saw a group of people blocking the road from a distance. At the front was a woman in white as snow and a handsome monk in gray robes. (To be continued.)