I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 1248

They did not forget to play with various poses, and set up the table, and then knelt down to salute: "Welcome Master Nantianmen Jiugong Zhenren!"

"Master's divine power is invincible!"

There were still people shouting, all of them were the confidantes of Daoist Jiugong.

Click!

The real Jiugong was so angry that he broke through the attic and jumped down from it.

Wearing a magic crown and a white cloak, he kept rolling on the ground, and jumped onto the altar built by four tables under the lift of the left and right protectors.

"Hold the sun and the moon to pick the stars, and control the thunder and lightning!"

A group of confidantes boasted, while Jiugong Daoist sat on it, pinched his hands to face the sky, and pretended to say: "Wusheng old mother passed on disciple Jiugong Daoist... Welcome the golden body of Emperor Zhenwu to come to Chaotian Temple, please come to the altar!"

The guardians on the left and right held big knives, and in conjunction with the violent shaking of the head of the Jiugong real person, it was like a goat's madness.

"Fuck, I don't usually see that these two guys have such acting skills."

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, and he took a look at Master Jiugong. He was at the side, and the light was dim.

"Wait and see, find a chance to shoot in the back."

Chen Feng didn't act rashly, otherwise, if he missed a single shot, this guy might be frightened and run away.

Even worse, Jiugong Zhenren might take advantage of the large number of people to besiege him in turn.

At that time, it will be self-defeating and get caught.

In the main hall, Huang Feihong sneered and went up to the altar, and fought with Master Jiugong.

The two were really strong in martial arts, but the aftermath shattered the table.

The left and right protectors wanted to sneak attack, but were kicked away by Huang Feihong, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a while.

"It's really amazing. My Xiaocheng's hard qigong probably can't even block a kick."

Chen Feng's eyes were bright, the gap between him and the two was like a child and an adult, he might not be able to hold up the three moves.

This made his blood boil.

Bang bang bang!
The two punched to the flesh, and in the blink of an eye they fought more than ten moves, and the real Jiugong obviously began to fall into the disadvantaged.

Chen Feng came back to his senses, remembered the task he had to complete, and continued to aim.

After watching for a while, he felt a little headache: "It's so fast, I can't lock it!"

He is not a sharpshooter yet, even if he hits a dead object, he may not be able to hit every shot, let alone a living creature that changes positions quickly.

Shooting at this time, not to mention shooting, you will become a master of strokes, and you may even hit your teammates.

"Wait for him to lose!"

Chen Feng calmed down, watched the fight between the two seriously, and learned a lot.

Master Jiugong pretended to be gods and tricks all day long, and his mind was not on practicing martial arts. He was timid before fighting, and put a steel plate on his chest. He lost a lot to Huang Feihong in terms of ability and aura. Not long after, he was kicked off the altar with a bang. .

Everyone retreated hastily, no one dared to get involved in this kind of fairy fight, they retreated one after another, there was no chance for Master Jiugong to ask for help.

If he opened his mouth, Huang Feihong would have the name of Emperor Zhenwu, directly blocking his retreat.

Master Jiugong's face twitched, secretly afraid of Huang Feihong's strength, he could hit him with a steel plate so that he wanted to vomit blood.

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Zamabu pushed forward with both hands, adjusted his state, and shouted pretending to be mysterious: "Shengong Possession!"

boom!
There was a flash of fire in the darkness, and a hot bullet shot out from somewhere in the side hall.

Chen Feng finally seized an opportunity and fired decisively.

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, there was a puff on Jiugong's buttocks, and a flower of blood bloomed.

"what!"

Immortal Jiugong screamed, his chest bulged, and then he was beaten half a meter forward, fell to the ground and convulsed.

Huang Feihong was taken aback. He knew who did it, but he didn't know that Chen Feng would shoot.

After all, he had never seen Chen Feng's gun either.

"The ass is blooming, did I hit the chrysanthemum?"

The instigator looked embarrassed.

He definitely didn't do it on purpose,

Mingming shot in the back and hit his butt. This is still due to his poor marksmanship, and the light is too dim, which affects his judgment.

The members of the Bailian Cult were stunned and had no idea what happened.

Chen Feng's gun was much more advanced than that of this era, no matter the sound or the wound, they were a little different, and they didn't recognize it right away.

Huang Feihong came back to his senses, although he didn't like Chen Feng's sneak attack, he still cooperated and said: "Jiugong Daoist, aren't you a golden body? I will punish you with all internal organs broken, and you will be reborn as a beast in your next life, hahaha!"

He continued to laugh, and the others were frightened by Jiu Gong's miserable appearance, so they didn't dare to come over.

"you!"

Master Jiugong wanted to speak, but felt that all the strength in his body had dissipated, and his whole body was limp on the ground, bleeding profusely.

After Chen Feng's bullet entered his body, the destructive force it carried directly shattered his internal organs. Even the bullet that could have passed through was blocked by the steel plate on his chest, causing another wave of destruction.

At this moment, the inside of his butt was completely rotted, and he was bleeding profusely on the spot, how could he bear it.

Some smart people felt that it might be a musket, but faced with the tragic situation of the real Jiugong, they didn't have the courage to let themselves bear it, so they kept silent.

"Ding, complete side mission 1, kill Jiugong real person, reward 1000 mission points!"

When Daoist Jiugong died completely, a reminder sounded in Chen Feng's ear.

He showed excitement. With so many quest points, he could directly raise his hard qigong to perfection.

Compared to the happy Chen Feng, Huang Feihong was a bit embarrassed at the moment.

Master Jiugong died, and most of the people were defeated because of their beliefs, and they sighed, but there were still some people who looked bad.

Thinking of Chen Feng's method, he jumped back, landed on the altar, waved his long sword and said: "I know that you are suffering in life, and now you are deceived by this evildoer, so I don't blame you. From now on, I must devote myself to goodness , work hard, so as not to go to hell, as for the evil spirits outside the territory, there will be people with great responsibility from heaven to deal with them!"

"Urgently, as ordered, to drive away evil spirits, I will go!"

He babbled for a while, then sat upright without any movement.

Many members of the White Lotus Sect did not understand and were at a loss.

"Emperor Zhenwu is asking us to take care of ourselves alone. The chaos in the world will be taken care of by a tall man. Let's take care of our own affairs first. Don't waste your time doing bad things. Be kind to others. Foreigners will be dealt with by themselves!"

Chen Feng ran to the side and shouted secretly. His method was to make these people give up their thoughts of doing chaos and evil.

It's not enough to make people stop doing evil, it's necessary to let these people know that they are doing nothing to please them.

People like to make excuses for themselves. They are afraid that they will end up like the real Jiugong. Now that they have a reason to get out, many people are shaken immediately.

"Yes, we are just ordinary people, we just have to do our own thing well, what do we care about so much?"

"Meddling in other people's business and being deceived, you damn evildoer!"

"Hey, liar, his talisman is useless at all, my father is still dead!"

The person who said before that Jiugong Daoist was invincible, turned around and started cursing.

They need to find an outlet for their failures, fears, and retreats. Huang Feihong and the others can't afford to offend them, and a dead Jiugong Daoist can't scold them?

(End of this chapter)