It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 39: Willing to kill the thief, but unable to save the day
  The next moment, Li Qinglin's figure flashed, his right hand was covered with veins and muscles, and he hit a person on the chest hard.

This move was so powerful that the man's chest collapsed with a crack, and his entire body was thrown away and hit the wall hard, like a hanging painting. After freezing for a few breaths, he slowly slid down.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, from Li Qinglin's sudden attack to the moment when he was not sure whether he was alive or dead.

The guys who were tough just now suddenly softened, and even left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

Several people's eyes widened in shock, and they didn't even know that blood was spilled on their bodies.

However, Li Qinglin did not hold back.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and the blood under his skin was flowing rapidly, squirming like a small earthworm.

Only a few more dull sounds of broken flesh and blood were heard, and all these men died in an instant. They were lying on the ground, their bodies still twitching slightly.

Xi'er looked at the figure in front of her who looked like a god and demon, and could still vaguely recognize from Li Qinglin's eyebrows that he was the tenant servant who bought Rouge and returned home a month ago.

Her face was pale, her expression was dull, and she was frightened. A pool of liquid slowly flowed out from under her body, and a fishy smell came from her body.

Such handsome skills!
  Inside the house, several nurses saw the scene clearly from the window.

It was not a pity that the tenant servants who took advantage of the chaos died. On the contrary, Li Qinglin's ruthless and decisive appearance, his clean and neat moves without any sloppiness, made them shine.

There are actually people like this among the tenant servants in the outer courtyard?

outside the house,

Li Qinglin looked at Xi'er who seemed to be frightened and then looked at Steward Wang's house where the door was closed. He could still faintly hear Steward Wang's heavy breathing inside the house.

Something moved in his heart.

Li Qinglin controlled the corners of his mouth to raise, forced a smile, and comforted Xi'er softly: "Don't be afraid, I have killed all the thieves. Knock on the door quickly, don't let Manager Wang worry."

But Li Qinglin didn't notice it.

His now extremely thick arms almost tore his sleeves apart, and his muscles seemed to be twisted together like thousands of steel wires.

The remaining blood on his fists slowly dripped to the ground.

The heat wave of Qi and blood surged violently.

This scene, in Xi'er's eyes, was like the phantoms of gods and demons, even more terrifying than those men just now!
  Xi'er was so frightened that she howled, crawled to the door, and knocked on the door with her head.

inside the house,

Manager Wang looked at the nursing staff with questioning eyes.

A nurse looked out the window and nodded: "There is no danger."

Hearing this, Manager Wang breathed a sigh of relief, took out the key, opened the door lock, and carefully pushed the door open.

He helped Xi'er up and patted her back. Then he looked at Li Qinglin with approval in his eyes.
  "You are very good. Come into the house, I promise you to protect me. By the way, what is your name?"

Li Qinglin smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, and his pupils gradually shrank, like a predator eyeing its prey.

But Li Qinglin didn’t wait for his answer.

Boom! !

A figure like a savage beast directly smashed through the rockery along the way, trampled on the granite, and rushed towards this side with a thick smoke.

Wei Liang casually threw away a nurse who had his arm torn off and whose life or death was unknown. His eyes were completely filled with blood and his facial features were distorted and full of resentment.

He looked at Li Qinglin, and a sense of bloodthirsty depression suddenly enveloped him.

Li Qinglin's face was solemn, and he felt that Wei Liang was like a hunting beast, looking for his weaknesses.

As long as he makes a move, he will be greeted by an overwhelming offensive.

When Manager Wang saw this, his heart almost jumped into his throat, and he immediately closed the door, blocking Li Qinglin from the door.

In the room, the group of tall martial arts masters with calloused hands and strong blood were always staring at Li Qinglin and Wei Liang with high guard.

"Li Qinglin, I want you... to die!!"

A voice came from behind the door.

Manager Wang suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of his sockets, his body stiffened, and his thoughts were confused. Li, Li Qinglin?
  Is he Li Qinglin? !
  The outer courtyard is so big, why did he escape to me? !

Just now at the door, Li Qinglin's smile and his eyes full of meaning were like an arrow, stinging Manager Wang.

"You've gone too far! You actually raised a wolf cub! How dare you bite the master?"

Manager Wang was furious and frightened, so he tightened a few more door locks and lowered the iron sliding cage door.

Inside the room, a nurse said in a hesitant tone,

"Manager Wang, although the weirdo behind him is strong, probably to the point of being strong, he has no weapons. With the strength of our numbers, we can still kill him by joining forces with the young man."

In the five levels of Locking Essence, the gap between martial arts masters in the first three levels is actually not as big as imagined.

After all, before starting to refine the marrow and give birth to physical powers, everyone was made of flesh and blood, with only differences in strength, agility, and physique.

There are more than a dozen tight-skinned martial artists, holding sharp weapons, wearing armor, and holding pills in their mouths. If they are in a street fight and restrict the opponent's movement in advance, even a bone-penetrating martial artist can kill him by force!

And there was one thing he didn't say.

Although Guanshi Wang's house can be regarded as an iron-walled house with many mechanisms, for a warrior in the Strong Flesh Realm, he only needs to hold a ten-forged weapon to force his way in.

It is not a good idea for them to sit here and wait for death.

Or absorb talents like the ruthless young man just now and work together.

Either transfer to the inner courtyard and seek protection from the royal masters.

Who would have known that the nurse's words seemed to rub salt into Steward Wang's wounds, making him stomp his feet in anger.

But after all, he still had to rely on the strength of these people, so he could only explain in a gloomy tone,
  "Joining forces? It's too risky! It's better to let him lure that weirdo away! If he survives, there's no point in us trying to save him. If he dies, it means the enemy is extremely vicious, and it's all in vain for us to go there!"

"This……"

Several nurses in the room looked at each other and sighed helplessly, feeling helpless.

I have the intention to kill the thief, but I have no power to save myself!
  ……

In the inner courtyard of the palace.

"Don't hurt my mother!"

Accompanied by an explosion of energy.

A tall and muscular young man with hair as loose as lion's hair suddenly jumped up high, holding a pair of drum-beating golden hammers, making the surrounding air explode with explosions, and rushed towards the person opposite.

The man opposite was wearing a Taoist crown and a crane cloak. He looked like a Taoist attire, but he was holding a master's sword used by the chieftain clan.

This Taoist's whole body emits a turbid white light, and the marrow in his bones can be faintly seen flowing, generating a great power from it.

The master's sword sliced ​​through the air, and the sword light visible to the naked eye appeared instantly, cutting through the cold wind and carrying the cold light, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

The fierce young man rushed forward!

Then it flew back in the opposite direction at a faster speed, vomiting blood as it flew, fell dozens of feet away, and rolled into the outer courtyard.

Not far away, an elder from Wangzhai's mouth twitched and forced a smile,

"Meng'er is still the same... ferocious and fearless. Well, it's up to me, an old man, to take action..."

"Heaven's Enlightenment Temple? He's just an inhumane mouse!"

With a bang, the aftermath of the fight exploded like fireworks, with large blades of light and energy and blood dissipating.

……

In the outer courtyard, Li Qinglin drew his bow and arrow and forced Wei Liang back.

But he saw a ferocious young man falling from the sky and plopped down in front of him.

Li Qinglin's eyes showed confusion.

"Can a mere martial artist from Suojing Pass be able to volley with empty steps and walk on the air?"

(End of this chapter)