One person transforms the gods into the heavens

"Is it you? Beat my brother like that?"

Jia Zhengliang, speaking a dialect, walked to the opposite side of Lu Zhen, blocked his way, and appeared in a confrontational state.

"Jia Zhengliang from Jiajia Village in the west?" Lu Zhen's seemingly questioning tone was filled with affirmation.

"Yes, I was the one who hit him. Your brother's arrogant temper did not directly kill him. It was already giving your Jiajia Village face."

Jia Zhengliang frowned when he heard this, shook his head and said: "I don't care what my brother did wrong, but I have to get this face back, otherwise other people will look at our Jiajia Village in the future."

Lu Zhen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "That's right, I have failed you, and it is only fair that you want to get it back, but there should be a share of the Tianxiahui in this, right?"

It was impossible for Lu Zhen to take on the troubles in Jiajiacun alone. No matter what, he had to lure Feng Zhenghao into trouble.

"Over at Tianxiahui, my father and the village chief will take care of it, so I won't bother you." Jia Zhengliang's dark face showed a hint of helplessness.

Rubbing the fiery red hair, as if recalling something bad:

"After my brother came back, my mother scolded me non-stop for the past few days. She called my brother incompetent and asked my father to make the decision for my brother."

"If I hadn't lied and said I was coming out with Master, I almost wouldn't have been able to come out this time."

"Before I came out, my mother gave me countless warnings, telling me that I must listen to Master, otherwise she would break my legs..."

Jia Zhengliang complained, almost never stopping, obviously he inherited his fucking characteristics.

Zhang Chulan had a black line on his forehead and whispered to Lu Zhen: "Let me tell you, Lao Lu, are all the people in Jiajia Village so unique?"

Lu Zhen rolled his eyes and replied to Zhang Chulan: "Don't you see that this is a mama's boy?"

"And now I'm very suspicious that he didn't come to us for his brother at all."

"It's because his brother was beaten. His mother was too strict with him. She was afraid that he would bump into him and provoke someone, which would prevent him from going out to play."

"Uh, okay!" Zhang Chulan was speechless when he encountered such a strange person.

When Jia Zhengliang saw the two of them whispering, he said angrily: "Do you two understand what I said?"

"If I can't leave the village, I have to go on a blind date with Zhaodi. This is a task sent by my mother. She said she knows everything about her and it would be a good match. As a son, I can't refuse."

"But I don't like the village chief's Zhaodi. I like the beautiful girls in the city."

"So I can only find an excuse to leave the village. My mother doesn't trust me, and I have to call her back every day..."

"Hey, brother, let me interrupt!"

At this time, Lu Zhen spoke: "We are really not interested in hearing your complaints here. What do you want when you come to us? Let's draw a clear path."

"If you're the one who sent me a letter, I'll at most give you some compensation and we'll keep it private; if you're the one who came to fight, there happens to be a life and death field in Fengdu City. We can distinguish between superior and inferior, and we can also fight for life and death."

Jia Zhengliang scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then clapped his hands: "Just wait a minute. I'll call my mother and ask her what to do."

Lu Zhen and Zhang Chulan were stunned!
As he spoke, Jia Zhengliang took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

Lu Zhen quickly stopped him and said, "No, no, no, no. If you call me like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to come up with a result even after the party is over."

"Well, let me come up with an idea. Let's just try it out and don't get really angry."

Jia Zhengliang put down his phone and thought about it for a moment: "That's okay, but that's it?"

"It's enough here!" Lu Zhen said with a confident smile: "Brother Jia, how about you take action first?"

Lu Zhen didn't look down on Jia Zhengliang, but he had the confidence to dominate him, even if Jia Zhengliang was the descendant of Emperor Donghua.Jia Zhengliang didn't think too much, and immediately took out the 12 immortal-killing flying knives from their sheaths, their sharp blades flashing with cold light.

All angles were tricky, specializing in blind spots in sight and missing joints, and they came towards Lu Zhen to assassinate.

The flying knife flew at extremely high speed, leaving a ringing sound and a sound of breaking through the air in the air.

Lu Zhen stood on the same spot, remaining unchanged in response to all changes, and never moved an inch. A bell-shaped magic weapon appeared above his head, with a simple shape and a pattern of suppressing all ghosts in the eternal purgatory engraved on it.

The bell rang, the sound waves echoed, waves of soul-cleansing sounds filled the ears, and the endless imperial power filled the air.

Under the sound wave, the immortal-killing flying knives flew out backwards. Jia Zhengliang frowned secretly and rearranged the 12 flying knives in front of him, ready to go.

The momentum accumulated to its peak and shot out through the air. Each flying knife glowed with a bright silver color, and the light flowed like Bai Lian, just like a rainbow dragon.

You fight for the twelve silver dragons, the lightning flashes, and they come out of their sheaths!

Lu Zhen smiled slightly when he saw this, and saw an intention to suppress all ghosts appear from the bell-shaped magic weapon, turning into a black aura to protect Lu Zhen's body.

The sound of thousands of ghosts roaring sounded, and the endless black energy in the black force field formed the images of evil ghosts in the world. They bared their teeth and claws, struggling to escape from the black aura.

Ding!Ding Ding! !
The tips of the 12 immortal-killing flying knives hit the aura, and the sound of gold and jade was heard instead, and they couldn't make any progress.

The immortal-killing flying knife was bitten and pulled by the ghosts in the force field, polluting the innate energy contained in it, and blocking the connection between the immortal-killing flying knife and Jia Zhengliang.

At this time, it was impossible for Jia Zhengliang to take back the 12 immortal-killing flying knives.

The flying knife used by Jia Zhengliang is the art of controlling objects. The user needs to use secret methods to feed specific objects with his own Qi from a very young age.

In the end, these items will become weapons that the user can operate at will, with higher accuracy than mind control. The number and accuracy of the items that can be manipulated are related to their own talent and cultivation.

Jia Zhengliang is considered a genius for being able to control 12 immortal-killing flying knives at the same time, but it is a pity that he met Lu Zhen.

At this time, Lu Zhen seemed to be the majestic Beiyin Mountain that suppressed all the ghosts in the world. How could the flying knives of imperial objects shake the mountain? It was Lu Zhen's mercy if he was not torn apart by those ten thousand ghosts.

If Lu Zhen activates the Beiyin soul-suppressing bell and lets all the ghosts escape, Jia Zhengliang will only end up with his flesh and blood chewed by the ghosts, his body and soul devoured to death.

Lu Zhen looked at Jia Zhengliang's expression with cold sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but smile. He simply asked Wan Gui to let go of the immortal-killing flying knife and let Jia Zhengliang take it back.

After all, it is not easy for people to sacrifice flying knives. If they really break the twelve flying knives, it will be the revenge of destroying the Tao.

So, since we are all members of the Pantheon, we still have to save some face.

Jia Zhengliang put away the twelve immortal-killing flying knives with lingering fear, and took a long breath and said: "Thank you for showing mercy, I am far inferior to you."

Lu Zhen said modestly: "I have heard of your name Jia Zhengliang for a long time. It is indeed extraordinary to see you today. However, it is a bit regretful that I could not see the Twelve Flying Swords that you are famous for."

"If you use the twelve flying swords passed down to you by your master, maybe I will lose?"

"That won't work. Master said that it can only be used in times of crisis." Jia Zhengliang also shook his head.

"Besides, don't even think about lying to me. Even if I take it out, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat you."

Lu Zhen complained: "You should really listen to your master!"

"It's necessary. My mother said it. Listen to Master and you're right!"

(End of this chapter)