Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fierce Fight in the Fang City (Part II)

"Bold!" In the direction of the mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman Gate, there was a sudden angry shout; "Stop!"

Lei Dong obviously heard this angry shout, and without the slightest hesitation in his hand, half of the blue light sword swung down violently, stabbing into the fat boss's right shoulder, and straight in.

"Sizzle-" There was a gasp of cold air around him, knowing that the other party was a disciple of the Divine Craftsman Sect, and he obviously heard the shout of the sharp stop, but he still ignored it, and committed murder on the spot in the Divine Craftsman Gate Market, his courage was so big, and the ruthlessness of his attack was simply appalling!

In the midst of a buzzing whispered discussion, Lei Dong raised his head slowly and methodically, and looked coldly at the direction of the mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman Gate.

The people came very quickly, in the blink of an eye, a few swishing sounds, more than a dozen figures have come to the market, landed outside the door of the wine shop, the first is a long-bearded old man, look arrogant, but with an extremely angry expression on his face, a group of people around him like stars and moons surrounded him.

"It's Master Ban!"

"I've seen Master Ban!"

"Hello Master Ban!"

Seeing the visitor, the monks around him were in an uproar, and they greeted each other enthusiastically, and at the same time they were secretly surprised in their hearts, knowing that although this fat boss was not very good at cultivation, he actually had a big backstage in the Divine Craftsman Sect, but he didn't expect that it was actually a famous refining master class! It seems that this young man will definitely not be able to please today, I don't know how many people on the scene want to please this master, as long as they can get the friendship of Master Ban, what harm does it do to deal with this boy from an unknown source? Looking at this kid's strange dress, most of them have no origin! All of a sudden, even the monk, who was originally a little disdainful of what the fat boss had done, began to think about whether to make a move on this kid in order to win the favor of Master Ban.

Ban Lu looked arrogant, nodded lukewarmly with the people around him, but his eyes were like hungry wolves staring at Lei Dong, and he said sharply: "Who are you?" You dare to hurt my disciples in the important place of my Divine Craftsman Sect, can you be guilty? ”

Since the appearance of this so-called class master, Leng Qingqiu, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be suddenly enchanted, his whole body trembled violently, his chest fell together, he kept dripping his clothes, and the angry look in his eyes could no longer be hidden. Lei Dong's afterglow has been paying attention to Leng Qingqiu, seeing him like this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this "class master" has a grudge against him?

In a strange moment, I suddenly heard the question of the "Class Master" interrogating the prisoner, and I couldn't help but sneer in my heart. From the way this guy appeared with more than a dozen people, from his arrogant expression, and from the fact that when he opened his mouth when he was in danger, he did not shout "stop" but shouted "bold" first, Lei Dong can easily judge this guy's character: proud and arrogant, loves pomp, pays attention to style, and is a typical pretending criminal!

As soon as this pretending to be a convict spoke, Lei Dong couldn't hold back anymore, and sneered: "Why are you guilty, who are you?" In the early days of a small fairy with a dick, what kind of bird is pretending? I don't know how old I am when I am praised by others, right? Do you really think you're a master? Make such a big noise, what about your emperor going on patrol? Are those eunuchs in your palace around? ”

Lei Dong didn't care whether the other party understood it or not, and a series of swear words sprayed straight over. This guy himself is not a civilized person, and he has long been impatient to speak in the fairy world, and this series of angry scoldings is called a happy and heart-warming!

Although Ban Lu didn't quite understand what "the emperor was on patrol" meant, and he didn't understand what "dick" and "pretending to be a bird" meant, he couldn't help but be furious, and waved his hand to the group of people around him very forcefully, and shouted: "Take it for me!" ”

Those guys were naturally disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect, and when they heard this, they suddenly responded, "Yes!" "Flying to the thunder to pounce, before the person arrived, all kinds of magic weapons have arrived first, flying swords, whips, knives and guns, have shot towards the thunder, for a time Huaguang thousands of Rui Qi, the momentum is extremely terrifying. Lei Dong smiled coldly, he didn't dodge, he didn't retreat, but rushed forward like lightning, as if thousands of arms suddenly grew on his body, dancing in front of him into an afterimage, only listening to the jingle for a while, dozens of magic weapons guarded him with a palm and flew out one by one, and none of them were missed!

Ban Lu was shocked and shouted, "Stop him!" ”

In the shouting, Lei Dong had already rushed into the middle of the dozen or so disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect, punching and kicking, and they were invincible, and as soon as the voice of Banlu fell, he found that the thirteen disciples he brought were all lying on the ground, with broken hands and feet, screaming miserably.

I couldn't have imagined that the young man in front of him was so fierce, Ban Lu's face changed suddenly, and a red light stabbed at Lei Dong like an arrow, which was his natal magic weapon Burning Fire Sword, and at the same time, more than a dozen magic weapons of all kinds smashed over his head and face.

"What a magic craftsman, sure enough, there are many magic weapons and wealth!" Lei Dong sneered, his right hand turned into a fist, and a punch was smashed, and he collided head-on with the Flame Sword, and his left hand grabbed and struck, and none of the more than a dozen magic weapons came close.

"Boom!" Lei Dong's right fist smashed the fire sword, and actually smashed this high-grade magic weapon to break inch by inch, Ban Lu screamed, blood spurted directly, staggered back a few steps, leaned against the wall of the wine shop, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was shaky.

"Stop!"

"Don't be rude!"

The monks who were watching around were shocked, and they all opened their mouths to shout, and one by one, the figures and the dazzling brilliance shot towards Lei Dong one after another, and the target was directly cut off by Lei Dong's body.

Lei Dong couldn't help but be angry, you look at the excitement, you see the excitement, Lao Tzu recruited you to provoke you, as for doing it to Lao Tzu? Even if you want to please that master, you don't need to be so ruthless, right? didn't say anything, turned around to catch up, and rushed straight into the crowd opposite, punching and kicking.

Among the monks who watched around, there were more than 100 of them. Most of them secretly rejoiced, Master Lu was smashed and was in danger, this is a good opportunity to please his old man! What's more, so many people shot together, forgive how capable this young boy is, and he can't catch it yet?

This idea was originally not bad, the only thing they didn't expect was that the young boy with a swarthy scalp in front of them not only had a strong cultivation and strong strength, but also had combat experience that they could never have dreamed of!

It was a nightmare battle.

Lei Dong rushed into the crowd, his body was as fast as lightning, and his steps were as agile as swimming fish, under the siege of hundreds of people, no one could touch his side, and no magic weapon could hit his body, but every time he shot, one of them must have screamed and flew out upside down, and fell heavily to the ground and couldn't move anymore.

"Fight with him!" In a few faces, there were already more than a dozen monks who fell under the thunder fist, one monk gritted his teeth and roared, and a flying sword with a sharp whistle went straight into the thunder vest. Lei Dong saw that this flying sword came quickly, implying an extremely powerful power, a wrong step under his feet, dodged this sword, his hand stretched out like lightning, and he had already grabbed the hilt of this flying sword, and folded it hard, and the flying sword snapped from it in two sections, and the monk screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

Lei Dong suddenly remembered the performance of the fat boss and the master of what road, his heart moved, and his left fist violently thundered a magic weapon similar to the overlord steel whip. With a "boom", the steel whip shattered into dozens of pieces of inches and lengths, and a guy in the crowd spurted out a mouthful of blood "wow", and his body staggered to the ground.

"It worked!" Lei Dong was overjoyed, although he didn't know why, but he had clearly seen that there must be a mysterious relationship between these magic weapons and those monks, and if the magic weapons were destroyed, the master would definitely have them. At this moment, Lei Dong's spirit suddenly lifted up, and he no longer chased those monks, but concentrated on dealing with those magic weapons.

"Bang!" A pebble-like hard magic weapon was crushed into pieces by the thunderbolt, and a dwarf monk spurted blood from his mouth and fell from mid-air.

"Boom!" A pagoda-like magic weapon was shattered by a thunderous punch, and a yellow-faced man fell to the ground.

"Dang!" A flying sword that exuded a dense immortal aura was smashed into three pieces by the thunderbolt, and a long-bearded monk fell on his back, blood spurting wildly.

……

Lei Dong was elated, but the monks around him became more and more cold.

What is the origin of this young man, and what kind of exercises is he practicing?

His speed was so fast, almost ignoring any distance, moving back and forth far and near, no one would have predicted who he would be by his side in the next moment.

His body is not afraid of the bombardment of the magic weapon, the general magic weapon is smashed on him, and he can't even leave a white spot, and his body doesn't shake a little, but he doesn't have the brilliance of the talisman magic weapon at all, is it simply relying on the strength of the body to resist it?

Some powerful natal magic weapons seem to have some threats, so he has to deal with them separately, but his strength is so strong, no matter what magic weapon it is, no matter how hard it is, it will be shattered by a blow without exception!

What kind of enemy is this!

Many monks wept bitterly and slapped themselves a hundred times, what are they doing to provoke this fierce god?

These people came to ask for magic weapons, but they couldn't enter, obviously there were not many good things on their bodies, and their cultivation was not high. I just want to ask for a few magic weapons, and if I really want to throw all the natal magic weapons here, or even throw my name here, it's not worth it!

This heart was timid, and the end of the siege eased as soon as it landed, and Ban Lu over there was frightened, and suddenly shouted: "That person who caught this madman, the old man personally took action and created a magic weapon for him!" ”

If this sentence is said at the beginning, it may be able to give the monks a beating of chicken blood, after all, it is a wonderful magic weapon shot by the master himself, and it is a good thing that everyone covets. But now, seeing that the opponent is ruthless, dozens of them have fallen in a moment, these monks have been completely frightened, not to mention a wonderful product, even if it is a superb magic weapon, it must be fated to get it! It's good that Ban Lu didn't shout this voice, but this shouting accelerated the collapse of the siege team.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted, but the vast majority of the monks who participated in the siege actually lost their heads and ran away. There were only two guys who were not very flexible, and they shouted "Accept your life!" The two flying swords stabbed at Lei Dong one after the other.

Lei Dong didn't dodge, his hands came out together, and he had already copied the two flying swords in his hands, and with a slight force, the flying sword that was constantly struggling to fly back couldn't move anymore, and the sword spine slapped against the sword spine, and with a "click", the two flying swords were broken at the same time.

"Keep ...... under your hands" As soon as the two monks saw the thunderous movements, they knew that something was wrong, and shouted in unison, but before they finished speaking, the two swords were completely broken in two, and the two monks said "wow", and they all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their expressions suddenly became sluggish.

"I'm sorry, you're late!" Lei Dong threw away the two short swords, clapped his hands, and said lightly, but his eyes swept around.

Such a large-scale fight, of course, attracted the attention of many people, and more and more people gathered, but in the face of the chaos at the scene, no one dared to take a step forward, but instead dodged backwards, and withdrew in a moment, leaving a large open space in the middle.

"What an arrogant boy, what a ruthless method!" A majestic voice sounded from dozens of miles away, sweeping over with supreme coercion, and hundreds of thousands of monks on the scene were shrouded in this coercion, and they trembled one by one, and they didn't even dare to make a sound.

To have such a powerful aura and bring such a huge pressure is at least at the Golden Immortal level!

This thought just flashed in the hearts of the monks, and there was a flower in front of them, and suddenly there was another person in the center of the scene without warning, standing in front of Lei Dong with great coercion.

"Mr. Mo Er! It's Mr. Mo Er! The well-informed monk in the crowd had already exclaimed, and then his voice was lowered, apparently frightened by the fame of the visitor.

At this time, Lu Yuan was also surprised, judging from Mr. Mo Er's words, and the fact that most of his coercion was pressed towards Lei Dong, it was obvious that he appeared in order to suppress the kid in front of him! As a celestial immortal, under the condition that the coercion was not aimed at him, Lu Yuan was barely able to maintain a normal appearance in front of Mr. Mo Er, and at the moment he hugged his fists with great enthusiasm and said: "I've seen Mr. Mo Er!" ”

While greeting Mr. Mo Er warmly, Ban Lu also secretly hated in his heart, if it was usual, even if it was a golden immortal, so what, as the top refining master of the Divine Craftsman Hall, why did he have to grovel so much? Thinking of this, Ban Lu's resentful eyes glared at Lei Dong fiercely, it's all you damn bastard, and you have to be so embarrassed, but this time, you are dead, no one can save you!

"Master Ban is polite!" Mr. Mo Er's momentum was restrictive, he smiled and hugged his fists to Ban Lu, turned his head to stare at Lei Dong, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, don't you know how to be forgiving and forgiving?" Isn't he afraid of arousing public anger if he is so ruthless at the Divine Craftsman Gate? ”

As he spoke, a powerful momentum rose to the sky, overwhelmingly pressing towards the thunder! (To be continued.) )