Chapter 319 The Barefoot Immortal is Dead
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Li Yue Wu Sheng
Barefoot Youxian's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that Fengliu's martial arts skills were even weirder than that of a Buddhist monk from the plateau.
He wanted to break free, but Feng Liu had no intention of letting him live. Naturally, the Star Absorbing Technique exploded with all his strength. The unprecedented suction force spread from the barefoot immortal's feet, to his lower body, to his whole body. Everything seemed to be attracted by a magnet. The barefoot wandering immortal fell back.
"Fengliu! Wait! Let me live! Behind me is the Buddha's burial on the plateau!"
Barefoot Youxian was completely panicked.
That bastard Xiao Junlin must have known how powerful Feng Liu was when he asked him to kill him.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why the dignified soldier didn't do it himself, but let him go.
It's all nonsense that he doesn't want to conflict with He Yun.
It's obviously Feng Liu, this guy is so difficult to deal with!
"Buddha burial on the plateau? Even if your immediate boss, the soul boy, comes, I don't have to give him face. You are the elder."
As the words fell, the Star Absorbing Technique reached its peak, and a vague flash of thunder power emerged from Feng Liu's five fingers and spread towards the Barefoot Youxian.
Barefoot Youxian also felt at this moment that his own skill was broken away by this suction force and was sucked away by Fengliu!
"What kind of martial arts are you doing! Why can you absorb the internal energy of a poor monk!"
The hair on the back of the barefoot immortal stood up as he took out a bunch of magic weapons, but none of them could stop the star-absorbing technique.
Soon, his legs trembled. Not only did he lose the power to resist, he also lost the strength to stand. He fell to his knees and fell to the ground like a corpse.
His originally strong body, under the influence of the Star Absorbing Technique, began to wither as its internal energy was lost, completely turning into a mummy.
Feng Liu dispersed to absorb the star technique.
Ling Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Zhang Lingyi's death made her sad. Ling Qingxiao took Feng Liu's hand and said, "Let's leave quickly."
But Feng Liu smiled and said, "Leave first and run faster."
After hearing Feng Liu's words, Ling Qingxiao suddenly had a bad feeling.
What do you mean?
Isn’t that bad monk dead?
Why did Fengliu's expression become more solemn?
Ling Qingxiao knew that Feng Liu was not the kind of person who moaned for no reason, so he immediately took a few steps back and said, "If there is danger, you go first and leave me alone."
She was afraid that the next one would be a master that even Feng Liu could not deal with.
Her instincts were right.
Feng Liu kicked the body of Barefoot Youxian aside and spoke to the sky above the warehouse, as if talking to the air, "I've seen enough of the show, come out."
The voice just fell.
There were several crisp sounds on the warehouse roof, and the tiles suddenly shattered.
Four figures actually fell slowly from the top of the warehouse.
The leader was dressed in black and had an aura of decisive killing, followed by three murderous masters who had also climbed out of the dead.
The moment these people appeared.
Ling Qingxiao's heartbeat even slowed down by half a beat.
Even though she didn't know any martial arts, she could feel the instinctive fear in her body at this moment. Each of these four people was more difficult to deal with than the monk just now.
No wonder Feng Liu asked her to go first.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
The person who came was none other than Xiao Junlin.
He clapped his hands and looked at the corpse of the barefoot immortal on the ground with admiration.
Looked at Feng Liu again.
"What a murderer. Did you know that the person you killed was an eminent monk who was buried in a Buddhist burial place on the plateau?"
Xiao Junlin said righteously: "As a military commander, I am responsible for the security of Kyoto. I will definitely capture you today."
He wanted to break free, but Feng Liu had no intention of letting him live. Naturally, the Star Absorbing Technique exploded with all his strength. The unprecedented suction force spread from the barefoot immortal's feet, to his lower body, to his whole body. Everything seemed to be attracted by a magnet. The barefoot wandering immortal fell back.
"Fengliu! Wait! Let me live! Behind me is the Buddha's burial on the plateau!"
Barefoot Youxian was completely panicked.
That bastard Xiao Junlin must have known how powerful Feng Liu was when he asked him to kill him.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why the dignified soldier didn't do it himself, but let him go.
It's all nonsense that he doesn't want to conflict with He Yun.
It's obviously Feng Liu, this guy is so difficult to deal with!
"Buddha burial on the plateau? Even if your immediate boss, the soul boy, comes, I don't have to give him face. You are the elder."
As the words fell, the Star Absorbing Technique reached its peak, and a vague flash of thunder power emerged from Feng Liu's five fingers and spread towards the Barefoot Youxian.
Barefoot Youxian also felt at this moment that his own skill was broken away by this suction force and was sucked away by Fengliu!
"What kind of martial arts are you doing! Why can you absorb the internal energy of a poor monk!"
The hair on the back of the barefoot immortal stood up as he took out a bunch of magic weapons, but none of them could stop the star-absorbing technique.
Soon, his legs trembled. Not only did he lose the power to resist, he also lost the strength to stand. He fell to his knees and fell to the ground like a corpse.
His originally strong body, under the influence of the Star Absorbing Technique, began to wither as its internal energy was lost, completely turning into a mummy.
Feng Liu dispersed to absorb the star technique.
Ling Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Zhang Lingyi's death made her sad. Ling Qingxiao took Feng Liu's hand and said, "Let's leave quickly."
But Feng Liu smiled and said, "Leave first and run faster."
After hearing Feng Liu's words, Ling Qingxiao suddenly had a bad feeling.
What do you mean?
Isn’t that bad monk dead?
Why did Fengliu's expression become more solemn?
Ling Qingxiao knew that Feng Liu was not the kind of person who moaned for no reason, so he immediately took a few steps back and said, "If there is danger, you go first and leave me alone."
She was afraid that the next one would be a master that even Feng Liu could not deal with.
Her instincts were right.
Feng Liu kicked the body of Barefoot Youxian aside and spoke to the sky above the warehouse, as if talking to the air, "I've seen enough of the show, come out."
The voice just fell.
There were several crisp sounds on the warehouse roof, and the tiles suddenly shattered.
Four figures actually fell slowly from the top of the warehouse.
The leader was dressed in black and had an aura of decisive killing, followed by three murderous masters who had also climbed out of the dead.
The moment these people appeared.
Ling Qingxiao's heartbeat even slowed down by half a beat.
Even though she didn't know any martial arts, she could feel the instinctive fear in her body at this moment. Each of these four people was more difficult to deal with than the monk just now.
No wonder Feng Liu asked her to go first.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
The person who came was none other than Xiao Junlin.
He clapped his hands and looked at the corpse of the barefoot immortal on the ground with admiration.
Looked at Feng Liu again.
"What a murderer. Did you know that the person you killed was an eminent monk who was buried in a Buddhist burial place on the plateau?"
Xiao Junlin said righteously: "As a military commander, I am responsible for the security of Kyoto. I will definitely capture you today."
