Chapter 29: Eliminating the Roots

"Who is Yue Shan? If he dares to come, I will kill him. And if I kill you here, who will know that it was me who did it?"

Lin Dong stood with his arms around his shoulders, stripping Wei Tong of his reliance bit by bit.

"Sir, the affairs of Qingyang Town were all handled by Gu Ying alone, and we were not aware of it. I also hate people like Gu Ying who act on their own."

Seeing that no tricks would work, Wei Tong could only use soft tactics.

"No, the family must be together, and I promised Gu Ying before he died that I would definitely wipe out the entire Blood Clothes Sect."

Lin Dong smiled and refused.

"You..." Wei Tong, with a gloomy face, was speechless.

"Hehe, kid, as a talisman master, letting a warrior get close to you will be the biggest mistake you have made in your life!"

The skinny old man who had quietly approached suddenly jumped up, and the rich Yuan force fluctuations covered his body. He was a powerful person in the Xiaoyuandan realm.

"Stupid."

Lin Dong coldly spat out a string of characters, stretched out a finger and lightly tapped in the air: "Transformation Needle!"

"Buzz~"

The air squirmed slightly, and the invisible mental power suddenly condensed into a long illusory needle as thick as a finger in the air, piercing out as fast as lightning.

That's right, as an ordinary-level mental attack method, Lin Dong, a four-seal talisman master, mastered it completely in just one day.

Mental attack methods are divided into four levels: ordinary level, fine level, gas level, and divine level.

"That's Gu Ying's Transformation Needle. It seems that Gu Ying really died in his hands. But he is really a rookie who only knows how to practice. The Transformation Needle that has not even reached the fine level has no effect on me."

The skinny old man who flew into the air showed disdain on his face, raised his body and flexibly dodged the lightning-fast mental attack.

However, the skinny old man did not have time to be proud for long, because the void in front of him was squirming again, and this time, hundreds of illusory long needles were rapidly condensed.

"That is... Don't!!!"

The blood on the skinny old man's face was suddenly drained away. Just as he was about to call for help, he was covered by the sea of ​​needles that were scattered all over the sky. His brain was blown up and he lost his breath on the spot, bleeding to death.

"Plop!"

The limp corpse fell to the ground with a bang, and the bright red blood dripped onto the floor, which also woke up Wei Tong who had been stunned.

"Master Wei Tong, it's your turn next."

Looking at Wei Tong who was panicking, Lin Dong smiled gently.

"You, you, I know you are very powerful, but even if you are a four-seal talisman master, how many times can you launch such an attack just now? You might as well retreat, I can pretend that nothing happened, really."

Wei Tong, who tried to remain calm, swallowed hard and thought hard about how to break the deadlock.

"Since the mental power is not enough, let's use the Yuan power."

Lin Dong waved his hand, and the mental power storm in the air dissipated, and the rich Yuan power luster flashed rapidly around his body.

"Minor perfection of the Yuan Dan realm? How is this possible?!!"

Sensing the energy fluctuations on Lin Dong's body that were not weaker than his own, Wei Tong finally collapsed.

How could a peerless genius who could cultivate both Yuan power and mental power to the peak be born in a rural place like Qingyang Town in the Great Yan Dynasty? No, this must be fake! Fake!!

It is impossible for such a peerless genius to appear in the entire Great Yan Dynasty!

"Go to hell peacefully."

Looking at the completely collapsed Wei Tong, Lin Dong silently shook his head, bent his two fingers together, and pointed at him as fast as lightning.

"No! You want me to die, then I'll let you die first!"

Wei Tong, who sensed the fluctuation of pure Yuan Qi, suddenly became smart. He laughed wildly and suddenly put his palms together, raised them above his shoulders, and the azure Yuan power luster was madly squirming in his palms.

"Hahaha! Die! Thousand Split Palms!"

Just when the azure light shone to the peak, Wei Tong, with a hideous face, immediately chopped down fiercely, and the rich Yuan power luster turned into a huge axe that split the mountain and swept away violently.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came up, and Wei Tong's sturdy figure suddenly stiffened, and then his heart exploded in his horrified eyes.

"You are too slow."

Behind Wei Tong, Lin Dong slowly retracted his bent two fingers.

Fourth-grade martial arts, Pure Yuan Finger!

"Hehe..."

Wei Tong, whose heart was broken, tried to reach out and grab something, but he fell down in vain, and became the companion of the skinny old man who had died a long time ago.

"It's great that we can die together, no need to thank me."

Looking at the two bodies lying together, Lin Dong nodded with satisfaction, and then walked to the door without stopping and opened it.

"Huh? Who are you?"

As the door opened, the two Earth Yuan Realm guards guarding outside the door looked over, and Lin Dong's unfamiliar face also made the two stunned.

"Bang! Bang!"

Before the two guards finished speaking, their heads exploded as if they were pinched by two invisible big hands. They didn't know what happened until they died.

"The killing has just begun~"

Lin Dong stepped over the two corpses with one foot and smiled with a melancholy look.

In the thick night, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger...

As dawn approached, the mysterious figure stepping on the black long sword quietly flew back to the inn in the east of the city.

In the Talisman Master Association not far away, an old man in gray suddenly raised his head, frowned and looked out the window, and then retracted his gaze after a long while.

"How did I notice that a four-seal Talisman Master appeared in Yancheng? But I should be the only four-seal Talisman Master in the city. Could it be that the old ghost from the neighboring Tianhuo City secretly ran over?"

The old man in gray said something in confusion and sorrow.

The sky was completely bright, the whole city slowly woke up, and the gate of the city was opened. The tiger-riding boy who participated in the one-day tour of Yancheng left.

And a piece of news also shocked the whole Yancheng.

The top force of Blood Robe Sect, which is under the Blood Wolf Gang and one of the top three forces in Yancheng, was mysteriously wiped out overnight.

Yancheng was in an uproar!

......

With the help of Xiao Yan's extraordinary speed, Lin Dong finally returned to Tiemu Village before dark. He was called over by Lin Zhentian as soon as he came back.

"Hey, father, have you entered the small perfection of Yuandan realm?"

On the way, Lin Dong looked at Lin Xiao, whose breath was still slightly overflowing, and said in surprise.

"Well, I just entered. Although I have confidence in your cultivation, I still worry about you, after all, you only left a note for me."

"So after you left, I directly launched an attack on the small perfection of Yuandan realm, and fortunately it succeeded. If there is any accident in your trip to Yancheng, I can also attack the Blood Robe Sect to save you."

Lin Xiao nodded calmly.

"Father..."

Lin Dong's heart was warmed when he heard the words, and he lowered his head quickly.

Although this father doesn't talk much, his actions can always warm people's hearts.

ps: When I went to Longkong to buy books last night, I found something that shocked me.

I don't know which big guy added my old book, the Doupo Fanfiction of Doupo: Legend Reborn, to Youshu.com.

As we all know, Longkong's user group is mainly old whites, and their tastes are quite picky. I have a premonition that the book will be sprayed with shit.

I thought it would be fine if I didn't add it, but I didn't expect that some reader father would take the initiative to add it. Looking up, Ing......