Text] Chapter 133 Lao Tzu will destroy your temple

Chapter 133: Lao Tzu is going to destroy your temple

"Boom"

This news was like a thunderclap on the ground, which shocked the surrounding people again, and gasped. )

My God, it turns out that the Huangjiacun incident that has been making a lot of noise on the mainland of the South China Sea in the past two days turned out to be the handiwork of this little man. When the rumors of the slaughter of the patrol escort led by Lian Cheng spread, everyone was talking and speculating about the identity and strength of the murderer, they guessed hundreds of possibilities, but they didn't expect that the murderer would be a dwarf who was not even two meters tall.

Good guy, even the people of the temple dare to kill it cleanly, no wonder he dared to openly confront the divine envoy in the southern horn city today, and the dare lover family has long been determined to oppose the temple.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, and they all seemed to see in each other's eyes a certain kind of excitement and emotion that could only be understood: It's good to kill

The South China Sea Temple has ruled the South China Sea Continent for thousands of years, and for a long time, people have not had much resistance to the South China Sea Temple. But in the past hundred years, the people of the South China Sea Temple have become more and more arrogant and domineering, and even a patrol team member is showing off his might in front of the people, and the people have long been angry with the people of these temples, but the temple is huge, all over the South China Sea, people dare not speak out, when they heard that the temple had a team of thirty people slaughtered, they couldn't help but applaud in shock, and even hoped that the murderer could kill a few more ruthlessly, so as to extinguish the prestige of the temple, and see if they dared to do evil.

"It turns out that Liancheng was killed by you, good, good, good" Li Mingchang gritted his teeth and said three good words in a row, and the anger on his face became worse, "Zhang Huaming, hehe, this envoy will avenge the dead temple disciples today." Before the words fell, Li Mingchang suddenly smiled, took out something from in front of xiōng, pressed it to the sky, and a colorful smoke suddenly exploded in the air.

"Oops, that's a signal flare from the temple, and the sh-guards of the temple branch in the city will be coming over soon. The people, who understood the meaning of the smoke, exclaimed.

"Brother, run away. "It's rare for someone to dare to go against the temple, and the people don't want Zhang Huaming to die in the hands of the temple people like this, so a few bold people hurriedly shouted at Zhang Huaming.

"Yes, run away, they are outnumbered, and you can't fight them alone. ”

"Hurry up, alas" Seeing that Zhang Huaming turned a deaf ear and was indifferent, everyone couldn't help but be anxious.

"Hehe, since I witnessed the innocent death of hundreds of old and weak F-children in the whole village of Huangjia Village two days ago, I have sworn to heaven that I will never spare any one in the temple, and I will use the filthy blood of these beasts to pay tribute to their souls. Don't worry, Lao Tzu won't run away, because Lao Tzu will not only kill you, but Lao Tzu will also destroy your temple" Zhang Huaming looked at Li Mingchang's ruthless face and said calmly.

'Lao Tzu will not only kill you, but Lao Tzu will also destroy your temple'

Zhang Huaming's eyes were bland, his tone was also very calm, and his voice was low, like a lake that could not ripple in a bay, but when he heard Zhang Huaming spit out this sentence from his mouth, the tens of thousands of people who were watching couldn't help but tremble slightly, the soles of their feet were cold, and their backs were cold for a while, and they all felt the endless murder and anger hidden under Zhang Huaming's ancient well.

No one doubted Zhang Huaming's words, even if he was just a lonely person, but the opponent was thousands of people, and there were even more than 100,000 sh-guards all over the South China Sea Continent who were subordinate to the South China Sea Temple, as well as the masters of the temple headquarters and the unfathomable strength of the South China Sea Temple Hall Master.

Can one person stand against an army of more than 100,000 people and many masters?

In the past, if anyone dared to say such a thing, people would definitely scoff at it without hesitation, and then spit on him in the face unceremoniously. But at this moment, no one opened his mouth to laugh at Zhang Huaming, a little man who was not even two meters tall. Everyone was silent, everyone's face was full of solemnity and depth, and there was a trace of blood in their scattered eyes, and a strange look gradually appeared in them.

Maybe Zhang Huaming was really just talking big, maybe Zhang Huaming couldn't fight thousands of people with one person, maybe before he reached the temple headquarters, he had been strangled into ashes by the masters sent by the temple. But his sonorous and powerful oath, as well as his unwavering eyes and determination, deeply infected the people present. They suddenly felt that maybe it would be good to turn him upside down with such a vigorous fight, it was better than living secretly when he was bullied and oppressed to the head now, but he could only swallow his anger and dare not have the slightest complaint.

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

The people who have been oppressed and exploited by the mountain of the South China Sea Temple for a long time suddenly want to vent the emotions they have suppressed in their hearts for many years without any scruples.

"Haha, I'm not ashamed. The envoy will destroy you now. Li Mingchang was also taken aback by Zhang Huaming's sudden solemn words, and when he met Zhang Huaming's deep eyes, he found that his heart was twitched fiercely, as if an extremely sharp knife had entered his heart. But this was just his feeling in the moment, and the next moment, he immediately mustered up the courage and guts to issue a slogan to kill Zhang Huaming.

Because he is the messenger of the South China Sea Temple, he is the personal disciple of the hall master of the South China Sea Temple, and he has the unfathomable strength of the hall master behind him, as well as thousands of temple disciples all over the South China Sea Continent as a backing.

In the face of absolute power, a person's power is humble and insignificant, no matter who this Zhang Huaming is and where he comes from, he doesn't believe that this Zhang Huaming can destroy the South China Sea Temple.

Therefore, he decided to kill the arrogant and bold ignorant pariahs in front of him under his own hands.

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The curtain hanging on the sedan chair shook slightly, and a figure suddenly sh-out of the sedan chair like an arrow from the string, the wind suddenly blew up, the air buzzed, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in mid-air, wrapped in a cold and biting chill, drawing a beautiful arc from top to bottom, and the whole space seemed to be split in half by the sudden appearance of the light, and the light continued to extend forward, and went forward to Zhang Huaming, who was standing silently in the middle of the street.

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The light was so fast, so fast that everyone present couldn't see how the light appeared, and when they saw that the light turned out to be an extremely sharp sword, the tip of the sword was about to touch Zhang Huaming's xiōng, and people couldn't help but gasp and exclaim softly.

The speed of the sword was very fast, so fast that it almost hid everyone's eyes, but Zhang Huaming's speed was even faster, so fast that when the tip of the sword had not touched the clothes in front of him, his figure suddenly disappeared without warning, and then quietly appeared behind the owner holding the sword.

At this moment, the technique of shrinking the ground into inches was once again used by Zhang Huaming to the extreme, and his grasp of time and space allowed him to dodge this sword, no, to be precise, he should have deliberately dodged this sword at this wonderful point in time, and then brought the breath of death to the owner of this sword.

Li Mingchang was originally very proud, especially when he saw that the tip of his sword was about to touch Zhang Huaming's xiōng, he smiled proudly, his eyes were full of blooming brilliance, he knew that even if this Huaming's strength was high, he would not be able to escape his earth-shattering sword that had been stored for a long time and combined with Shi M-N's solo footwork and extreme speed, but just when this proud sword was about to succeed in victory, the smile on his face that had not fully bloomed suddenly froze, and his eyes were full of doubt and shockWith a "bang", a domineering fist slammed into his back.

Li Mingchang found that his body was hanging in the air, the ground under his feet was constantly receding, his ears were whistling winds, the internal organs in the xiōng cavity seemed to be displaced, he felt a faint pain, and even breathing became extremely difficult, with a sweet and astringent fishy smell liquid constantly surging up from his throat, squirting out of his mouth, and spilling into the air, glowing with a dazzling bright red S-light in the sun.

Boom Li Mingchang was smashed to the ground by a punch flying figure, dusty and blood splashed m-lu-n the eyes of several people who couldn't dodge.

The people were stunned in place, staring blankly at Li Mingchang, who was struggling to get up from the ground.

"You...... Poof" Li Mingchang slowly got up from the ground, turned around in disbelief and looked at the tall figure, trembling all over, his eyes were full of horror and incredulity, he opened his mouth to say something, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, his body almost fell apart, and he almost fell to the ground again.

"The person I Zhang Huaming wants to kill, I will never let him continue to live in this world. As if the declaration issued by the ancient demon god, Zhang Huaming walked towards Li Mingchang, who was trembling step by step, with firm steps.

"You...... You can't kill me, I'm the messenger of the temple, and I'm the personal disciple of the temple master, you can't kill me, otherwise the temple and the temple master will definitely not let you go. No...... No...... Don't kill me, please don't kill me......" Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, Li Mingchang, who had never been timid, suddenly felt that his heart was full of fear, as if that figure represented death and destruction. The boundless cage of fear filled his heart, he could no longer care about the dignity of his divine envoy, nor the authority of the temple, and begged for mercy in panic, as long as he could find a glimmer of life, even if he let him dig his ancestral grave.

He is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death to the extreme, in the face of death, what bullshit god makes dignity, what bullshit temple authority, all of them are his ** fuck off, if he doesn't even have his life, what will those bullshit dignity authorities do with it.

It was the first time in his life that he felt so frightened, and at this moment he was stunned to realize that death was such a terrible thing. And at the same time, he also discovered that this arrogant and ignorant dwarf was so terrifying and hideous.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you yet. Zhang Huaming stopped in front of Li Mingchang, looked down at the trembling poor man condescendingly, and said lightly with an expressionless face, "Because I want you to watch with your own eyes and watch me kill your so-called temple disciples one by one." ”

A simple word 'death' fell on the ears of Li Mingchang and everyone present at this time, but it seemed to contain boundless coldness and cruelty, and even the soul couldn't help but tremble.

"I want you to know that none of what I Zhang Huaming said is nonsense. Zhang Huaming stood up and turned his head to look in the direction of the center of the city, where a team of thousands of people was hurrying towards the entrance of the city. The onlookers seemed to have an understanding, and turned to look at him according to his gaze, and then they also saw the imposing procession, and they knew that the escort distributed by the Temple of the South Horn was coming.