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No one could understand how it was that the old sect master Fu, who had the upper hand just now and was about to use his might to slash the enemy, fell to the ground in an instant, while his left arm was twisted and half of his body was crippled, and it seemed that he had no power to resist and could only lead his neck to kill.

This is simply an instant explosion and completes the counter-kill.

In the face of this incredible fact, it took a long time for people to finally wake up.

The onlookers in Baishui County were in an uproar, and they all looked at Lin Li with awe; the disciples of the Black Tiger Sect trembled and retreated in unison, huddled together; Wei Li rushed forward in surprise, and while carefully supporting his master, he asked how his body was doing.

None of them came near the only person lying on the ground—except for Fu Quan.

This person was still curled up in the chair, and the person who wanted to hide behind the chair rushed to Fu Biao's side, knelt down, raised Fu Biao's head with both hands, and kept shouting: "Dad, Dad! You speak, speak!"

His voice was very sharp, like a knife out of its sheath, as if he wanted to use it to wake up Fu Biao.

Unfortunately, this is not destined to be possible.

Fu Biao's Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike was purely in terms of power, which was higher than the Fuhu Great Mudra, and under the effect of this martial art, he could also temporarily transform his internal qi into Gang force, making it even more powerful. Not strictly speaking, Fu Biao at that time could almost be regarded as a martial artist!

This kind of power is something that Lin Sen himself can't resist - except for Qiankun Jian Gang!

Objectively speaking, the reason why the Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike transformed the martial artist's power into demonic energy was to increase the corrosive attribute and make it more powerful, which was not wrong in itself, but Lin Sen got the Qiankun Sword Gang from Nie Xiaoqian, and the Qiankun Sword Gang itself has the attribute of destroying evil spirits, and has a strong lethality to the dark and demonic forces!

There is no doubt that the demonic power transformed by the Demon Flame Flying Tiger Strike martial art is regarded as demonic power, and in the face of Qiankun Jiangang, it has almost no power to resist, and it is directly stabbed through, and even has most of the remaining strength directly into Fu Biao's chest!

As for the slight muffled thumping in the chest...... Lin Sen believed that most of his heart, lungs and spleen were twisted into a ball of minced meat at that time!

Such an injury, unless it is Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Golden Pill, can only be a violent death on the spot!

Fu Quan finally accepted this fact, he no longer wailed to Fu Biao, who was silent, but turned his head and roared at the disciples of Fuhu Sect.

"What are you guys doing?fuck him!Kill him!Kill him!"

His roar was loud and his language was very concise, but it couldn't get the slightest reaction, and even his angry gaze had only one effect: to make all the disciples of Fuhumen look down at their feet.

"Liu Ping, come out, you are my father's personal disciple, and you won't come out yet!"

Liu Ping's pale face twitched, and then he closed his eyes under the gaze of everyone, and sat motionless on the ground, as if isolated from the world.

"Ahhh

Fu Quan fell into a crazy roar.

Lin Sen suddenly didn't know what to say.

Perhaps because of some mental stimulation caused by the first killing, he had a strange thought: he would rather face the disciples of Fuhumen to attack him and avenge his teacher than face such a cold scene where everyone was indifferent.

"Fu Quan, collect your father's body, I don't want to make a move on you. Lin Sen said: "Mrs. Wei's hatred, in the future, my apprentice will go to you and get it back with his own hands!"

With that, he turned and walked away.

However, it seemed destined that everything would end today, like the wailing roar of a wild beast suddenly sounding behind him.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you—uh!"

Lin Sen looked back and saw Fu Quan lying weakly in Wei Li's arms, and the dagger in Wei Li's hand was inserted into Fu Quan's chest.

Obviously, Fu Quan, who was stimulated by Fu Biao's death and fell into a frenzy, completely lost his mind, and wanted to rush over with his bare hands to avenge his father, but was stopped by Wei Li first and stabbed to death directly.

Fu Quan fell down with his eyes open, next to Fu Biao. And Wei, who drew his dagger, immediately knelt on his knees and kowtowed.

"Master, the disciple has disobeyed your will, please punish you. ”

Punishment? How to punish? Why is it punished? Lin Sen looked at the apprentice in front of him who respectfully asked for punishment, and was speechless.

Wei Li did not do a good job, from the perspective of personal grievances, it is natural to avenge his mother, not to mention digging the grave and digging up the corpse, not to mention stabbing it with a dagger, even if it is to break the corpse into thousands of pieces, no one can say that it is not the slightest bit, let alone the act of protecting the master in a hurry?

It's me who is wrong. Even if I established the Tongtian Sect, even if I met Nie Xiaoqian, I didn't realize that this world was different. is also hesitant to kill people with his own hands, and he still acts rigidly according to morality...... Remember, I've changed worlds!

Thinking about the matter, Lin Sen's heart suddenly became clear, and he was about to bend down to help his apprentice up, but a shout suddenly appeared.

"Sect Master Lin, slow down!"

I saw two strong men lining up the crowd and squeezing through the passage for a middle-aged fat man to come quickly. This fat man has a round body, a rich face, a black crown on his head, a green robe, and black boots, which reminds Lin Sen of the officials in costume dramas at first glance.

"The county lord?"

"The county lord is also here?"

The surprised voices of the onlookers confirmed Lin Sen's conjecture, and his heart jumped, his face remained silent, and he calmly watched this figure who had only heard of and never met come to him.

Fat County Zun stopped three steps away, didn't look at Fu Biao and Fu Quan on the ground, and bowed his hand with a straight expression: "Sect Master Lin is polite." I, Li Yuan, am the county magistrate of Baishui County, and I just arrived to see your master and apprentice showing their might, and I was stunned for a while, so I came to visit, please don't blame. ”

Lin Sen replied politely in response to all changes with the same: "The county is polite." ”

Fat County Zun smiled and said quite kindly: "Sect Master Lin, this county has heard some stories about you in the past, and I admire you very much. Now that I see it, it is really a sect master's bearing, which is very extraordinary!"

Lin Sen was still polite: "The county is too honorable." ”

"Where, where is it, Sect Master Lin is polite!" Fat County Zun waved his hand again and again, and his smile was even worse: "This county boldly said that the disciple is to avenge his mother, kill the unrighteous people, and the nurse is anxious, and he disobeys your orders in a hurry, he is a good boy, why punish it?"

Lin Sen paused for a moment, looked down, and saw that Wei Li was still kneeling respectfully and kowtowing, as if he didn't know anything about the outside world.

"Well, get up. He bent down, patted Wei Li on the shoulder with his right hand, and said, "You did a good job, how could I really punish you." ”

Wei Li got up at this time, carefully supported Lin Sen, and didn't look at anything else, but said, "Master, let's go back." ”

Lin Sen nodded and said to the county honor: "My master and apprentice are going back to the mountain, and the county lord will leave." ”

Fat County Zun first nodded with a smile, then raised his hand and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and stretched out his hand to hand it over: "Sect Master Lin can go if he wants, and this county will talk to you in the future." This is bone paste, which was given by an old doctor, and it is very beneficial to your injury, so please accept it. ”

Lin Sen groaned slightly, then nodded in thanks, and asked Wei Li to accept the porcelain vase and leave slowly.

Walking out of Fuhu Hutong, he looked back, and saw that Fat County Zun was standing in the middle of preaching something, and everyone around him surrounded him to listen.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's go back to the mountain. ”