Pudu Cihang's lips trembled faster, and the scholar pinched his fingers and increased the magic power of the magic weapon floating in the air.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

‘Did it...bang it...’

After a moment, the magic sound hedging intertwined, and the original tone was completely unaware.

Lu Liangsheng gritted his teeth, and bloodshot from his nostrils flowed out, and he sucked it in. He looked at the old monk opposite and suddenly waved his sleeves.

"Make a good man, let's save some effort."

On the other side, he quickly stammered his lips and stopped. Pudu Cihang opened his eyes, waved his hand without vertical seals, and the Sanskrit sound around him stopped abruptly.

"Young Master Lu, your cultivation has improved, and I am the one who congratulates you."

"What are you doing?" Lu Liangsheng smiled, suppressed his anger, calmly raised his hand and took out a pair of earplugs sewn with cowhide and cotton wool from his ears, spreading them in his hand: "It's just a little trick."

He threw the earplug, and instantly, his palm flipped, and the copper coins on the ground flew up.

.....The first step is now, it is the second step.

......

"It's Mr. Lu..." "That's great, he's finally here!"

Min Yue pursed her lips tightly, and looked at the figure of a copper coin stacking and forming a long sword in her palm, tears were almost flowing out.

"Young Master Lu..."

The next moment she had bass, she was interrupted by a roar.

Zuo Zhengyang, who was staggering slowly with a knife, slashed down his head with a "monster!" with a sound of "Shit!!"
Chapter completed!