Chapter 536: Few Awake, Many Fools (IV)

The sound of chanting lingers around the top of Lion Mountain day and night, and the green Taoist texts are projected on the golden glazed tiles. The cold wind blows in and flutters the prayer flags, the night rain knocks on the wind chimes, and every blade of grass and tree reveals the mysterious Taoist style.

The only flaw is the collapsed mountain gate. The plaque with black background and gold characters is inserted diagonally in the rubble, like a lonely grave where no one is buried.

Boom!

A giant foot crushed the "grave", and a huge black shadow filled the gap formed by the collapse of the mountain gate.

The yellow-turbaned warrior, who is as tall as a foot, holds a giant mace in his hand. The scales of the helmet and armor on his body are shining. When he lands, the ground shakes and the mountains shake. He presses towards the mountain road leading to the Taoist temple with a powerful momentum like wind and thunder.

"Who dares to invade our Maoshan Guanyun Temple."

Li Jun looked up and smiled.

It had been a while since he had hammered such a stupid thing, and he missed it for no reason.

The strongman pressed down, and the warrior stepped on the steps to meet him. The two figures collided in the blink of an eye.

The golden mace was swung into a dazzling light, sweeping across the waist in front of him, but the target he locked on suddenly disappeared, and only swept away a large number of raindrops.

This yellow turban strongman who was transformed from a soldier was obviously quite intelligent. He was not panicked after the attack missed. He saw that a mechanical eye opened on all four sides of his head at the same time, and instantly caught Li Jun's figure flashing from the side and back.

With a clanging sound, the strongman's wrist seemed to be boneless, and twisted backward strangely, and the turned mace stabbed Li Jun's face.

Crack.

Amid the cracking sound of metal breaking, Li Jun kicked off the right ankle of the warrior. His body suddenly lost balance and fell to his knees in front of the mountain gate. The mace that was stabbing suddenly deviated and brushed past Li Jun's ear.

Li Jun put his right hand together like a knife, and the edge of his palm actually exuded a sharp smell like a sharp blade. He aimed at the neck of the warrior and was about to cut it down.

At this moment, a series of air-breaking sounds rang out in the Taoist temple.

Densely packed talismans flew out, and the talismans in the activated state emitted various colors of spiritual light, which were blurred in the rain into a ball of blurred light.

"Trouble."

Li Jun spread his palm into a claw, grabbed the chest armor of the warrior with his backhand, and actually swung the opponent up, sweeping all the talismans that attacked in the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sharpness of the golden seal, the thickness of the earth seal, and the violence of the fire seal

The explosions one after another completely blew up the Guanyun Temple Mountain Gate, which had only been blasted out with a gap, and the walls on both sides of several feet long.

After a circle of horizontal wheels, the strong man who was pierced to the ground looked extremely miserable. His armor, which was more beautiful than practical, was tattered, and the exposed mechanical heart was engraved with blue Taoist characters, like a spider web covering the mechanical heart.

Dong..Dong..

The mechanical heart was like a drum beating in front of the battlefield, faster and faster, with dark red silk threads spreading out of it, and it actually had a tendency to overclock.

"It can actually be overclocked, this Maoshan is really a bit tricky"

Li Jun looked inside along the gap in the armor, nodded thoughtfully, and then raised his foot and stepped down calmly.

Boom!

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who was about to struggle to get up and continue to exorcise demons, suddenly fell down, his body sank deeply into the ground, and his noisy mechanical heart was directly crushed by Li Jun's foot.

Li Jun raised his foot and swept, and the Yellow Turban Warrior's huge body flew into the Taoist temple like a cannonball, directly crashing a side hall into ruins.

The rumbling sound of the collapse was frightening, but the annoying humming sound was still stubbornly ringing, and one talisman after another was constantly activated and launched into the air, with a terrifying momentum.

Li Jun's tiger eyes condensed, and a pressure from the gene of the fire master surged, and suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and the talisman suspended in the air was still trembling, and finally lost control and fell from the air with the raindrops.

Fourth-grade internal energy, shocking!

The Guanyun Temple, which was noisy for a while, returned to a brief calm.

"Boss Yan, I never thought that you and I would meet here tonight. It's really unpredictable."

The voice floated out from the depths of the Taoist temple. Li Jun walked straight in and saw Liu Tu with a smile in front of a magnificent main hall with bright lights.

There were two figures blocking his left and right. One of them was Guo Qiu, the Taoist master of Maoshan who Li Jun had met at the foot of Lion Mountain, and the other was an unfamiliar old man in black robe.

Guo Qiu and the old man in black robe gave Li Jun an extremely disgusting feeling. They were somewhat similar to the Yellow Turban Warrior who was trampled to death by him before.

It is the seal of Confucianism.

Li Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You dare to put the seal on the people of Maoshan, Liu Tu, aren't you worried that those Taoist priests will come down the mountain to claim your life?"

"If the gods come down the mountain, they may not be gods anymore. Moreover, there is no word "god" in the classics of Confucianism. If you don't read it, you will naturally not believe it."

Until this time, Liu Tu still had a calm demeanor, sitting casually on the knee-high steps of the Taoist temple, looking at Li Jun with interest.

"When a person faces a choice, there are only two reasons that prompt him to make a choice. One is practical interests, and the other is moral enthusiasm."

Liu Tu asked loudly: "Li Jun, why did you choose to go to Lion Mountain instead of going to the Central Branch tonight?"

Li Jun didn't seem to be in a hurry to do it. He kicked up the corner of his martial arts robe, gathered the front hem to his waist, and sat down on a horizontal boulder.

"Can't you figure it out?"

"I can't figure it out."

Liu Tu shook his head and said frankly: "I thought that Liu Dian would be unable to bear it and attack me first. I also thought that Liu Xianzhou would be so greedy for profit that he would betray me and sell me to the Zhang family for greater benefits. I even thought that Guo Qiu Hui sat on the ground and raised the price, reaching out to me to ask for the permission of Huangliang. So I am here tonight not only to take shelter from the wind and rain, but also to wait and see who will take the initiative to jump into the trap I have set. "

"You are the only one who truly surprised me."

Liu Tu asked sincerely: "What on earth made you want to murder me? Is it Gu Xi, the loser, who let the slip? Or did Liu Dian offer a price that you can't refuse?"

"It's not as complicated as you think."

After some heartfelt words, Li Jun only received a contemptuous reply.

"It's very simple. I never thought about letting you go from the beginning. I guess you think the same way."

Liu Tu was noncommittal and continued to ask: "Then why is your first target not Liu Dian, who has a deep hatred against you, nor Liu Xianzhou, whom you promised to kill, but me?"

Li Jun said calmly: "Because you make me feel the most uncomfortable."

"Unhappy? You want to kill me just because you like or dislike feelings? Ridiculous."

Liu Tu shook his head and laughed, obviously unable to accept Li Jun's reason.

"This is where you, Ruxu, rely on for their work."

Li Jun stretched out his hand and tapped his temple, then pointed to his chest: "This is where our Wu Xu works."

"I didn't expect you to be a brainless fool." Liu Tu sneered.

"Playing tricks does not necessarily mean you are smart, and following your heart does not necessarily mean you are stupid."

Li Jun smiled and said: "Killing depends on the result, not the process. Since everyone is destined to live and die, why not start with the person you want to kill the most?"

"A life-and-death struggle? Why do you have that?"

On the steps, Liu Tu looked proud and his tone was contemptuous.

"Why do you people always see the coffin without shedding tears, and still don't believe that I have the ability to lift the table? Are you unwilling or unwilling?"

Liu Tu snorted coldly, unable to maintain his false elegance any longer, and cursed ferociously: "Mud legs!"

"That's a good scolding. Today happens to be the Ghost Festival. Let's see who among us two idiots and hypocrites is going to be the lonely ghost."

Li Jun stood up with his hands on his knees. The dark golden armor carved with ancient mountain patterns began to appear from his back, wrapped around his wrists and shoulders. A scarlet eye appeared between his eyebrows, and a silver-white spear fell into his palm.

An unstoppable and sharp flame rose into the sky, like a forest of swords and halberds standing out of thin air.

The old man wielding a thick-backed sword seemed to feel something. He slowly raised his drooping head. In a pair of dark eyes with no whites, the word 'Liu' appeared particularly dazzling.

"Liu Tu."

Li Jun did not rush to take action, but shouted loudly: "I have been talking to you for a long time, will you also answer my question?"

The livid Liu Tu spat out one word: "Say."

"Where is Liu Dian?"

"you do not know?"

Liu Tu's face became increasingly ugly: "You can't touch his position, but you can find me here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Li Jun to reply, Liu Tu's eyes fell on the back of the old man in black, and he said with a sudden look on his face: "It turns out it's him."

"For the same reason, Tianque didn't expect that he had chosen to give up resistance and accepted the Confucian order of your Liu family."

Li Jun sighed: "Hongshengmen advocates Changfeng, old man, you can't protect yourself in the future."

"Liu Dian is now at the foot of the Lion Rock, drinking and talking with his uncle who has returned to his soul."

Liu Tu smiled and said, "If you can make it down the mountain alive, don't let him go."

"It's a deal."

A long laugh fell and a sound broke through the air.

The swords and guns that suddenly collided against each other, causing not only an ear-splitting roar, but also ripples of air that blew away raindrops.

As soon as they met, Li Jun noticed something strange about his opponent.

A surging force surged along the gun body, colliding with the sharp force tempered by Li Jun, and it was no different from the sword-gun battle in front of him.

There is no doubt that this is also a martial art!

However, Zhang Changfeng's strength was obviously not as strong as Li Jun's, and the stalemate could not last more than an instant before being broken up by the sharp force.

Zhang Changfeng let out a low groan and decisively chose to retreat, but a misty cold light followed him into his eyes.

The long sword on his thick back was twisting and turning, opening up an airtight defensive knife network, but he still couldn't resist the ferocious dragon-like Zhaodan spear flipping left and right.

The long spear in Li Jun's hand tore open the knife net, and pulled the long knife away from Zhang Changfeng's hand, setting off a sharp roar and heading straight for the opponent's head.

There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to stop it.

Just as he was about to be shot through the head, Zhang Changfeng made a move that shocked Li Jun. He clenched a fist with the five fingers of his left hand and blasted out against the oncoming edge!

Clang!

The moment the tip of the gun touched the edge of the fist, there was an unexpected metallic sound.

Li Jun's face changed suddenly. He felt clearly that after the sharp force he burst out broke away the opponent's martial arts skills concentrated on his fist, it did not tear the entire arm into pieces as expected, but it was like a head-on collision. Putting on a heavy steel shield, it felt very raw.

The other party actually has a body-building martial art? !

Li Jun was still surprised, but another change occurred.

Zhang Changfeng's robe suddenly exploded, and a jet black armor covered his whole body.

The old warrior in armor turned his sword against the spear, bent his knees and kicked forward, the blade scraped against the spear body, sparks flew, and cut Li Jun's wrist holding the spear.

Li Jun, who encountered changes one after another, still reacted quickly, decisively raised his foot and kicked the middle of the spear body, bounced the thick-backed sword high, twisted his waist and turned around, pulled back the spear body that was also thrown up, and stabbed in front of him.

Zhang Changfeng jumped on the ground, exerted force on his feet, and the whole person jumped into the air, holding the sword with both hands and trying to chop down.

Zheguan method, perfect!

Eat dragon and tiger, dragon and tiger come together!

Li Jun made a quick decision and turned on his state. His body immediately became as huge as a ghost, his arrogance exploded, and the spear in his hand raised a terrifying gust of wind and hit the opponent's chest.

In a flash, Zhang Changfeng's dark pupils trembled wildly, and he only had time to put the long sword in front of his chest.

With a loud clang, the long sword in Zhang Changfeng's hand was smashed into flying metal fragments by the overbearing sharp force, and the whole person flew far away like a kite with a broken string.

Li Jun crushed his feet, unfolded his body skills and climbed the mountain to chase him, and crushed him to death in one go.

But at this moment, the sky with heavy rain suddenly rang with violent thunder.

A cold chill suddenly jumped up to the top of his head, and Li Jun's right foot, which had just stepped out, turned sharply and landed on the ground, stepping out of a deep cracked pit, his back bent like a bow, his right arm accumulated power like a string, and his hands and back were straightened at the same time.

The long spear rose into the sky like a silver dragon, heading straight for the sky.

Boom!

A thick lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck at the same time!

The body of the silver dragon collapsed instantly, and the exploding lightning flooded the projected green scriptures, illuminating the entire Taoist temple into a pale white.

Under the swirling clouds, Guo Qiu made hand gestures, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and his expression was solemn, like an immortal descending to the world.

Just as the crisis above his head passed, the evil wind came from behind again.

Zhang Changfeng was like a violent beast, and he approached with a toe, punching Li Jun's temple.

"Fuck!"

Li Jun cursed inwardly, gave up the idea of ​​killing Guo Qiu first, and stepped forward at the same time. The two fists, which were also covered with armor, collided fiercely.

The fists collided, and the elbows leaned against each other, which was even more bloody and fierce than the previous weapon fight.

"Master Ma."

There was thunder ready to go above his head. Li Jun, who was unwilling to continue the fight, seized the opportunity to dodge the opponent's whip kick and shouted in a low voice.

Master Ma understood, and instantly took the initiative to leave Li Jun's body, and went around Zhang Changfeng like a ghost, with his arms around his shoulders and neck, forming a binding momentum.

Zhang Changfeng let out a low roar and tried to break free from the bondage.

The red light of Lord Ma's single eye was like blood, and the armor plates rubbed against each other to produce dazzling sparks.

Li Jun rushed closer, and his fist shadows like waves hit Zhang Changfeng's chest one after another. The sharp force easily penetrated the opponent's armor, and a muffled sound like beating a drum was blasted out.

Although he was protected by the tempered martial arts, Li Jun's sharp force was too fierce. Zhang Changfeng's mouth and nose were bleeding continuously. He barely dodged his feet and reached out his hands to grab Lord Ma behind him, but he only caught a piece of cold rain.

Lord Ma actually broke into pieces of armor on the ground, flowing along the ground in a strange posture, and re-attached himself along Li Jun's calf.

Boom!

The lightning came first, followed by the explosion and roar.

Li Jun, who dodged hastily, was hit by the thunder on his left arm, and the dark and red flesh was exposed under the broken armor plates.

Li Jun held back the bloody smell in his lungs, and suddenly leaned back to avoid Zhang Changfeng's counterattack. The horse king floated up again, his chest armor cracked, and he took the initiative to swallow Zhang Changfeng's hands.

Boom!

Li Jun's right foot stepped on Zhang Changfeng's heart, and he flew backwards with great force. Li Jun dodged and followed, raising his knee to hit the opponent's chest again.

Zhang Changfeng was like an arrow shot from a bow, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and flew into the magnificent Taoist temple.

He's not dead yet!

Li Jun, who didn't see the mastery point, was full of anger, and he didn't care about the mighty power above his head, and rushed into the Taoist temple.