Lu Zhuo felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't bother to play anymore, his body protection burst out, Lu Zhuo patted the chair next to him, and the five fixed wooden pillars behind the chair all became loose.

Lu Zhuo took out one with his right hand and threw it at the right arm of the four zombies that were rapidly attacking him.

The powerful zombie was directly carried away by this wooden stake and nailed to the wall behind him.

"Let me show you what true power is. Lu Zhuo said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the chair with one foot, and the remaining four wooden pillars all soared into the air, Lu Zhuo slapped four times in a row, and shot out in a row of four wooden stakes.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Nailed to the zombie's legs, left arm, and head!

The zombie that could match the internal strength of the martial artist was nailed to the wall in just an instant, and his legs twitched, and he was already killed.

Jingle bells!

The frightened Li Daochang didn't grasp the rattle in his hand and fell to the ground, making a crisp bell sound in the silent lobby.

Burst!

That zombie was carefully refined by Li Daochang, and the zombie died suddenly, and Li Daochang, who was connected to his own life, was also severely injured.

Shen Tusheng rubbed his eyes vigorously, stared at the silent zombies on the wall, and then looked at the ordinary Lu Zhuo and Li Daochang, who was trembling and coughing up blood, and some suspected that he was dreaming.

He couldn't see Daochang Li's strength for the time being, but he definitely couldn't hide under the palm of the zombie who had shot, and his strength was at least internal, but he couldn't hold out for a round in the hands of the young man of the Kong family.

I'm afraid that ordinary internal strength martial artists don't want such ability, suddenly, Shen Tusheng thought of a possibility, and the frequency of his heart beat higher.

"Could it be...... This young man of the Confucian family is a martial artist who is at the peak of his internal strength and a half-step grandmaster?!!"

It wasn't loud enough for the rest of the world to hear.

Everyone's expressions were stunned.

As the strongest person in this group of worshippers, Shen Tusheng's words still have weight.

What is a grandmaster? In the Chinese martial arts world, they are all the existence of a master, if you attack these foreign martial artists, it can be said that you will be killed like a chicken!

It's just that a grandmaster of this age is rare in the history of China.

"You're strong. ”

Li Daochang, who had eased up, had a pale face, in fact, he had already panicked in his heart, he originally thought that it would be very simple even if he was exposed and wanted to leave, but now it seems that it is a luxury to be able to retreat safely.

Since the strongest zombie he had refined had died, Daochang Li did not pick up the soul bell on the ground.

"You can do it, I want to see how far you can use your spells. ”

Lu Zhuo didn't care, and nailed to death a zombie that the other worshippers in the hall couldn't beat together, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"I was forced to go down this road for the sake of my livelihood, and I asked the immortal master to spare my little life!"

Li Daochang didn't make a move, and the zombie connected to his own body was easily crucified to death by Lu Zhuo, and he also suffered a heavy blow.

Kneeling directly on the ground, Li Daochang crawled towards Lu Zhuo with blood stains, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The faces of all the rich people and worshippers in the lobby twitched slightly, and Li Daochang, who was still high and extraordinary just now, had such a compromised appearance, and at the same time, everyone's hearts were even more palpitating about the strength of this young man's enshrinement.

Lu Zhuo smiled and pulled out a wooden stake from the chair next to him.

Whoosh.

The volley was thrown in front of the crawling Li Daochang, blocking his way.

"There's a big thing hidden under your robe. Lu Zhuo said with a smile.

Originally, Daochang Li didn't apologize sincerely, and kneeling underground was just to get close to Lu Zhuo.

"You're too big!"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Li Daochang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly.

That's enough distance for him!

Daochang Li suddenly burst into flames, took out a palm-sized wooden jar from under his robe, and raised it with both hands to shine at Lu Zhuo, the wooden jar had a bright ball of light.

"Suffer death!" said Dao Li with a sly smile.

The next moment, a chilling sword shadow shot out from the light cluster of the wooden jar, and rushed straight towards Lu Zhuo's head!

The zombie that died was killed by Daochang Li by raising Gu, but it was not Daochang Li's strongest strength to rely on.

Daochang Li is the strongest thing in his hand now, this seemingly ordinary wooden jar.

The wooden jar hidden in the Taoist robe was a treasure that Li Daochang obtained from a cemetery, and the sword shadow shot out of the light cluster was extremely powerful, and he had eliminated many opponents for Li Daochang, including many internal strength warriors.

When the sword shadow attacked Lu Zhuo, Daochang Li looked at Lu Zhuo's figure and salivated.

"This son is so powerful, refining into a zombie, my strength will definitely be multiplied several times!"

"Be careful!" Yan Zhong saw that Li Daochang suddenly burst out, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"Huh. ”

Lu Zhuo sighed lightly, and saw that the light ball shot out of the sword shadow, without the slightest panic, anyway, he had an excited look.

Immediately after that, Lu Zhuo's hands were sealed, urging the magic trick, and shouting: "The sword is coming!"

The sword shadow that attacked Lu Zhuo suddenly paused, and the momentum of Ling Yan disappeared before flying towards Lu Zhuo, and then the sword shadow circled around Lu Zhuo, faintly excited.

The light cluster in the wooden jar in Daochang Li's hand also flew towards Lu Zhuo.

Li Daochang's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in a lost voice, he couldn't stop it at all, "This is impossible? This is my magic weapon!!

"Tyrannical Heavenly Things! With a sword embryo in his hand, he doesn't know how to nourish him, he only knows how to blindly drive him, and now he sees another person who understands him, and it is natural to abandon you. Lu Zhuo stretched out his hand to take the light group, and said to the sword shadow holding it lightly with his other hand.

The sword shadow seemed to understand people's intentions, and rubbed Lu Zhuo's hand obediently.

At the same time, Lu Zhuo was also shocked in his heart, there were still sword embryos left on the earth, it seemed that the earth in ancient times did have a brilliant civilization of cultivating immortals.

And Li Daochang, who was opposed to Lu Zhuo, was shocked to show the enemy's weakness and then used a wooden pot to sneak attack, which made him kill many strong people who were stronger than him, and now the light cluster in this wooden pot was actually taken by Lu Zhuo with his hand.

"I am the 358th generation descendant of Maoshan Dao! You can't kill me! If I die, my father will avenge me, and your relatives will also be refined into zombies, and you will never be able to live forever! Li Daochang had no support, and pointed at Lu Zhuo and trembled.

He was so frightened by Lu Zhuo that he had no idea of resisting, so he could only move out of the sect behind him to intimidate Lu Zhuo, hoping that Lu Zhuo would let him go.

After death, there was no peace, and everyone was also numb when they heard this threat, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, Lu Zhuo pinched the magic trick and pointed at Li Daochang and said coldly:

"Noise!

With Lu Zhuo's command, the sword embryo stabbed at Li Daochang in a figure that everyone couldn't see clearly, and it was the imperial sword style of the thirty-six styles of Taibai.

As soon as Daochang Li, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, he was pierced by a sword shadow.

"You ......"

Li Daochang spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and he pointed at Lu Zhuo with one hand tremblingly, his eyes gradually drifted, and finally he fell to the ground unwillingly.

Li Daochang failed to sneak attack, and he dared to threaten himself with his relatives, which had already touched Lu Zhuo's bottom line.

Lu Zhuo didn't want to kill anyone, but if he let go of this kind of villain, I was afraid that he would not be able to find a cheap spot on himself, and this person would intensify his efforts to take revenge on his relatives, so he simply cut the grass and eradicated the roots.

The sword shadow finally returned to Lu Zhuo's cuffs, Lu Zhuo snorted coldly, his right hand shook slightly, and there was no trace in the cuffs.