Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

In the middle of nowhere, a chilly chill struck the back of his spine.

Everyone present shuddered.

Looking at the halberd in front of Lu Bu, the old man's expression changed and changed.

It's just that after seeing so many people around him, he still suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm: "Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

"Don't rely on having practiced the two-point dealer's style, and you will be domineering everywhere and show off your power!"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, some people in the crowd began to make up.

"That's right! There are so many people here, who are you afraid of?"

"Dressing well but thinking of bullying others, we won't let you grow a single hair on the road, folks, right?"

"Yes! That's right!"

"Don't want to move half a hair!"

"The Daoist has to do something to bless our village, we can't let the Daoist get hurt!"

"We are not afraid of you!"

Obviously, with the old way here, the villagers seem to have the backbone.

One by one, they lost their cowardice.

"Ah……"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tuo was almost overjoyed.

This is really being sold, and it helps to count the money.

Just these villagers? Even with the same amount, Daqin's most elite black-armored forbidden army probably wouldn't be enough for Lu Bu to rush to kill in two rounds.

It's the old way...

Zhao Tuo took a brief look and asked with interest:

"It seems that your eyeliner is not very easy to use, but you can't recognize me just by changing your clothes?"

"You... what did you say, what eyeliner, I can't understand it!"

Seeing that the secret was broken by one mouthful, Laodao quickly denied it.

In a hurry, he didn't even notice Zhao Tuo's claim.

However, Zhao Tuo didn't care, he glanced at the crowd, and then hooked his finger at one of the middle-aged men.

"You, come out!"

The middle-aged man pointed by Zhao Tuo was locked by Zhao Tuo's sharp eyes and walked out subconsciously.

Zhao Tuo smiled when he looked at the qi machine above the head of the middle-aged man and Lao Dao who were connected to each other in the release of Qi Jue.

"Fengxian, look at his hands, is there any fishy smell left?"

Lu Bu took two steps forward, and before the middle-aged man could react, he picked him up.

"My lord, yes!"

"Which hand, abolish it."

"As ordered!" Looking at the middle-aged man who was picked up by him, Lu Bu gave a cruel smile.

Immediately after...

"Crack..."

A clear fracture sound resounded in everyone's heart.

"what!!!"

"My hand! My hand!!!"

As soon as Lu Bu let go, the middle-aged man hugged his broken right arm and rolled around the ground with a miserable howl.

And the people in the village had never seen such a scene before, the courage they had just mustered down in an instant.

Say it's abolished.

This is so cruel!

"You...you...you...do you still have the king's law!"

"Report officer! I'm going to report officer now!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lao Dao turned around and ran away.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw that Lu Bu was standing behind him with a sneer.

Want to run?

There are no doors!

Ignoring the old way, Zhao Tuo went straight to the middle-aged man with the broken arm.

"Tell me, if anything happens to you and that old man in partnership, I will tell you to shut up forever."

"Forgive me! I say it! I say it all!"

Obviously, this middle-aged man is not a master of any kind.

He broke his arm, and with such a threat, he explained everything about this mess.

What is he responsible for doing eyeliner, telling Laodao about the specific situation of the village.

How to use eel blood to pretend that a ghost knocks on the door.

In a few words, he directly sold Lao Dao upside down.

This time, the people in the village were completely dumbfounded.

In order to appease the so-called "ancestors", they have spent all their money, please do this old-fashioned way.

Fang Cai defended him in every possible way.

Could it take the lead...everything is fake?

"You, you, you...blood!"

Lao Dao looked flustered, and his stuttering was beginning to be a little awkward.

"Folks, don't listen to their nonsense... nonsense!"

"When the channel was doing it, it was someone who used immortality, and everyone saw it."

Hearing this, the originally angry people were once again confused.

"Yes, the Taoist priest has performed immortal magic."

"Yes, yes, I have seen it too."

"Drawing water from a bamboo basket, this is indeed an immortal art, we ordinary people can't do it."

"Huh... Immortal magic?"

Lu Bu, who was on the side, smiled disdainfully after hearing this.

Immediately after receiving the approval from Zhao Tuo's eyes, the spear planted on the ground, glanced around, and walked away quickly.

When he came back, he already had two more wooden basins with water in his hands.

"If you are a fairy, then what am I?"

With a smile, Lu Bu untied the bag on his waist and threw it directly into the big water basin.

Just when everyone was wondering, a strange noise suddenly came from the small water basin.

"Crack... Kick..."

I saw bursts of cold air began to rise in the water basin, and the water in the small water basin in the middle froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this scene, even Feng Quji next to Zhao Tuo was dumbfounded.

"Condensation... condenses water into ice! Immortal art! This is also immortal art!"

"Am I dazzled?"

"Immortal, this is much more powerful than that bamboo basket!"

"This person is so powerful, the person he calls the lord..."

"Could it be... Is the Taoist really fake?"

At this moment, it is not just the people around.

Even the old man was stunned.

"This, this... how is this possible, it's frozen! It's really frozen!"

"Hmph... People who play tricks and tricks are also deceived by such little tricks?" Lu Bu sneered and kicked the water basin.

"This is just one of the many tricks the lord taught me. With your little stuff, how dare you come out and be ugly?"

"Unbelievable!"

"Boom..."

Suddenly, there was a loud hoof sound.

The earth began to tremble.

Immediately, a silver light appeared in everyone's sight.

It was the Buddha Army!

Under everyone's dull eyes, Feng Quji, who had left early, got off and came to Zhao Tuo.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if my minister is late?"

"It came just fine."

Zhao Tuo turned his head and looked solemnly at the people in front of him, and the old man.

"Didn't you just ask, is there a king's law?"

"I tell you, in Daqin... I am Wang Fa!"

"!!!"*