I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 29: Just after leaving the killing field, he went to the brothel (please follow up)

Jumping high on the head, Li Lang turned his hand and took off the Buddhist beads that were hanging around his neck, and swept them out like a whip.

Although he doesn't know the whip technique, the Sleeve Sweeping Kung Fu is a martial art that combines a variety of hand skills. With a little bit of practice, it's not difficult to use Buddhist beads as a whip to perform moves.

The key point is still the strong power of Yang Yan attached to the beads.

Marking the enemy with smoke and then applying Sun Flame from a distance is convenient, but it is also a problem with high consumption and low power. For people with poor resistance, it is okay to have less power, but if the resistance is stronger, single-handedly When facing a single opponent and the distance is not far, it is better to attack directly.

Buzz!
The clear sound of the long knife cut through the smoke and dust, and like a ray of bright moonlight, it struck again in the direction of Li Lang.

The light of the sword stretched and contracted, with an indescribable sharpness.

The leaves roll and the wind splits, and the clouds and fog are torn apart. At this moment, the knife is the protagonist, and the gray figure holding the knife is just its appendage.

"Supernatural!"

"This must be some kind of supernatural thing!" Li Lang felt silent in his heart. In view of the traces and memories left by the previous battle, even under the smoke and dust, the three-dimensional scene within a few meters around his body was still simulated in his consciousness. , just like opening a map.

Reducing the sound of his footsteps, Li Lang moved sideways lightly. The prayer beads in his hand had already been unknotted and doubled in length.

Snapped!
The Buddhist beads were like a long whip, hitting the swordsman's body.

The muffled sound finally came out from the smoke.

The visitor is a human being, not a mechanical puppet. Even if it is more resilient, when the pain exceeds the upper limit of endurance, it will still be excruciating.

The light of the sword struck Li Lang's side. Li Lang just moved his body and still drew the prayer beads in his hand steadily.

Squeezing the true energy and converting the power of Yang Yan, Li Lang never had to worry about the battery life of the true energy.

Generally, before practitioners practice for a long time and develop deep skills, there is a limit to the number of times they can use them in a short period of time, whether it is supernatural powers or magical powers. The specific number of times is related to the consumption of supernatural powers and supernatural powers.

Li Lang doesn't have this problem. In his sweatshop, there are hundreds of clones who replenish his energy every day. The speed of replenishment is far faster than that of practitioners in the same realm. The magical power can be used as a regular method.

After repeated pain, the swordsman finally collapsed completely and began to fall to the ground and howl.

Li Lang stepped forward, flicked his long sleeves, and took away the other person's life without any fireworks.

The long knife fell to the ground, dim and dull. It may have a shocking light, but it has not shocked the world yet, but it should die here today.

In the land of life and death, how can we tolerate love?
He is an enemy, so why should he show mercy?

Continuing to use the smoke as a cover, Li Lang used Smoke Dispelling to mark the enemy again and again, and then burned them with Yang Yan. Although he only mastered two magical powers, he suddenly turned into a reaper on the battlefield.

The fellow practitioners and cultivators who were hiding in the smoke gradually became aware of Li Lang's tyranny, and followed him. Whenever Li Lang burned the enemy with Yang Yan until he was in pain, these people would swarm up and kill the enemy. Chop into pieces with random knives.

Killing is never beautiful. The blood is mixed with the meat, seeping into the grass blades and soil, and the haze in the smoke is filled with scarlet particles.

A sharp whistle began to sound, and then the shadows receded like a tide.

The attackers left behind dozens and hundreds of corpses, and then completely disappeared deep into the forest in a short period of time.

The team assembled by Spurs did not pursue them. Although the enemy suffered heavy losses, they were extremely lethal. It was not a wise move to pursue them into the mountains and forests.

Gradually, the smoke and dust cleared, and the shield-wielding policemen scattered around, and then slowly moved towards the center, closing the defensive circle.

Spurs legend held up his head and walked towards Li Lang like a shooting star.

"Hahaha! Killed seventy-nine enemies and captured more than twenty prisoners. With these achievements, I can attack those guys. If there is resistance, I can apply for the government army to come to help, and the army will sweep them away. The dragon in Suojiang must die obediently!" The Spurs' beard was still stained with blood, and his laughter was heroic. He didn't look like a civil official, but more like a general who killed Guo Yong on the battlefield. This is not surprising. This world is about extraordinary cultivation. Anyone who is in a higher position can practice it to some extent. He is not a weak person who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Although the officials in Daqian were divided into civil and military officials, the barriers between civil and military officials were not obvious. The queen knew people well and assigned them well, and only promoted talents.

It is quite reasonable and normal for a governor in charge of a state to be able to mount his horse and kill the enemy and capture thieves.

"Congratulations to Governor Ma!" Li Lang said with his hands clasped together, and then he stood among the broken limbs on the ground and recited the 'Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra'.

The wind blew through the hem of his clothes, and the monk in his white clothes looked like a pure white flower blooming in the mud and blood.

The policemen and practitioners around him were a little confused.

The Spurs president laughed at this and did not stop Li Lang's behavior. Instead, he cooperated and told his subordinates to disperse, leaving the center of the scene to Li Lang.

The smoke and dust that have not yet completely dissipated are crawling on the bloody mud, the residual wind is blowing the broken leaves, and the skylight is falling in front of people, forming a beautiful picture.

It's just that this scene was captured by some kind of power and then presented to people, making it known to more people.

After chanting, Li Lang nodded towards Spurs, and then the team began to move again.

"After this time, even if someone comes to kill you, they will take it easy!" Perhaps because of the friendship between them, the Spurs boss was obviously more open-minded when talking to Li Lang.

Li Lang nodded when he heard this.

With his current 'worth', he was worthy of such a large-scale attack, but he should only be worthy of such a one-time attack in a short period of time.

The next time a killer comes in large numbers, he will either be weaker or stronger.

Of course, it is not advisable to relax our vigilance. There have been no large-scale attacks for the time being, but there will definitely be some piecemeal sneak attacks, poisonings, assassinations, etc.

Monk Huang Quan, how could he have gained a reputation in vain?
"Now that we've come down from the mountain, do we have somewhere to go?" Spurs asked Li Lang as he put his head aside.

Li Lang said with a smile: "Of course! Now that we have gone down the mountain, how can we not go to the sea of ​​suffering and sink into it?"

"Send me to Tianbai Tower!"

Spurs history's eyes lit up, and then he looked Li Lang up and down, and even made a tsk-tsk sound.

"But you're going for Lady Jade?" Ma Jishi asked.

Li Lang said: "Since we are going to Tianbai Tower, how can we not meet that beautiful lady?"

The Spurs' history gave him a thumbs up: "My young master is really extraordinary. If it weren't for the big age difference between you and me, I would be cutting off chicken heads and burning yellow paper with you today!"

The monks in Wangxue Hall are ranked in different order, and the paths to improve their ranking are fame, strength and conquering beauties.

Improve your strength without stopping for a moment.

The improvement of reputation is related to personal actions and performance, and is semi-passive.

Only to conquer beauty... we should take action.

How can a true monk not be romantic?
Li Lang also needs to start preparations and choose the target for the first shot in the future. Even now, if you can't go straight to Huanglong, you can still find another way first. There are still many ways to taste gentleness without losing the pure Yang energy.

(End of this chapter)