Chapter 160: Try to point

Soon the leader of Chengde Sect also came forward in person, smiling and being very angry. He did not treat Wang Fuqiang as a casual cultivator in the world, but regarded him as his own father. The immortal master was short of the immortal master. He was so polite, but those eyes were staring at Hongling and the others.

Wang Fuqiang pretended not to see what he was thinking about, and smiled and politely treated each other.

After dinner, the leader of the Chengde Sect also said that he would take Wang Fuqiang and others to see the scenery of Chengde Sect in person, and said that if Wang Fuqiang and others were interested, he could tell everyone about the historical origins of Chengde Sect.

Of course, Wang Fuqiang did not postpone it at all. He wanted to see what this old guy sold in the gourd.

Originally, Wang Fuqiang thought that the old guy was planning to take them to a hidden place to fight, but he didn't expect that the other party was just guiding them, and he actually visited several places with good scenery, but he didn't take action until he came back.

Even Wang Fuqiang doubted whether he had read it wrong, and the other party was actually a real good person.

Of course, many of the old guys along the way were to test their own origins and their cultivation. Wang Fuqiang could see clearly and clearly that the reason why the other party was slow to take action was just that he was not sure.

Wang Fuqiang was too lazy to fight with him, and they all spoke in the direction the other party expected. The old guy was so excited that he almost couldn't help but take action several times, but for some reason, he finally endured it, which made Wang Fuqiang a little anxious for him.

At night, the old guy said he wanted to discuss some cultivation with Wang Fuqiang. On the surface, he seemed to flatter Wang Fuqiang, but in fact he was still trying.

Even Wang Fuqiang was a little impressed. This old guy was very serious and was not 100% sure, so he would not take action easily.

After the old guy understood everything he wanted to know, he said goodbye and left.

After the other party left, Wang Fuqiang saw that it was getting late, so he naturally fell asleep.

He knew very well that this old guy would definitely take action tonight, and the first choice was definitely himself, and then Liu Zhi. As for Yu Qiuya and others, they would naturally not hurt their lives.

Although he knew, Wang Fuqiang did not take precautions.

In the entire Chengde Sect, only this old guy's cultivation is barely enough, and the others are really not good, and they can barely deal with Yu Qiuya. And even if they do it, this old guy will definitely not take action by himself. At most, he will let some strong people in the sect do it for him and finally enjoy the fruits.

In his sleep, Wang Fuqiang clearly felt some abnormal movements outside. Although it was very light, for Wang Fuqiang, it was actually not much different from beating drums and drums.

Wang Fuqiang was lying on the bed, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, I'm finally going to do it.

The door was gently pushed open, and then two Chengde monks clapped their seals and slowly approached Wang Fuqiang. Wang Fuqiang was still lying on the bed, pretending not to know anything.

After the two of them arrived at the bed, they changed their seals and pressed directly towards Wang Fuqiang.

Both of them took action at the same time, both of them were ruthless. If someone else was replaced, they would really not know how they died. I was afraid that they would not even be able to keep the corpse, but this person was Wang Fuqiang.

It was the longest-lasting wandering cultivator in the sect in the mountain not long ago.

If they know Wang Fuqiang's true identity, they would not dare to give him a hundred courages, regardless of whether the rumors were true or not.

The two of them pressed their palms at the same time, but pressed them on the bed. Wang Fuqiang on the bed was gone, as if they had never existed.

The two of them changed their faces and had no idea what was going on. And because they were too nervous, their clothes were soaked with sweat.

They had obviously seen Wang Fuqiang on the bed with their own eyes, and until they took action, Wang Fuqiang was still on the bed, but why did he suddenly disappear out of thin air?

Of course, they cannot read it wrong. After living for most of their lives, they trust their eyes enough, and even if one reads it wrong, they cannot read it wrong between both.

The two looked at each other, both frowned, and then they released their spiritual consciousness directly to investigate the situation around them, but they still couldn't find anything.

One of them swallowed and whispered in a low voice: "What's going on?"

The other person shook his head and said he didn't know either.

The man continued, "Damn it, is it possible to see a ghost?"

A palm suddenly floated on his shoulder, which scared him to jump up and almost pushed the roof off. Then he felt his body sinking, his feet sinking into the hard stone slab, without any reaction, and his whole body was buried directly in the soil.

The other person didn't even notice any changes, but his body flew out, piercing a hole in the wall and falling into the grass in the distance, not knowing life and death.

In the secret, there were several powerful Chengdemen waiting, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't notice any movement. Just when these people were confused, a figure flew out directly and fell to their feet. They died of bleeding from seven orifices.

They were shocked and before they could react, a thin man stood in front of them out of thin air, grinning, revealing a row of sworn teeth, but at this moment it looked a little creepy.

Wang Fuqiang said, "You are so brave and dare to do bad things, or do you have a ghost in your heart, so you are so scared?"

Several people hurriedly pulled the distance back and sacrificed magic weapons one by one, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Wang Fuqiang still stood there, unmoved, and said calmly: "I think you should call out your sect leader, otherwise you will die in vain."

One of the strong men said in a deep voice: "Take it."

When he blew, everyone came back to their senses and directly drove Lingbao to kill Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang did not hide or avoid, and pulled up, either directly reached out to slap the spiritual treasures away, or grabbed them directly in his hand and then put them in the storage bag.

Before everyone could be surprised, Wang Fuqiang appeared in front of them. A few muffled sounds came from the night sky. All the strong men flew backwards and fell on the ground everywhere, unable to move.

Wang Fuqiang stood on the ground and spoke, "If the old sect leader doesn't show up again, I can't guarantee that there will be a few more breathing left in a while."

The old sect leader quickly walked out of the darkness, his face was gloomy and afraid of others, which formed a sharp contrast with the harmony of the day. He looked at Wang Fuqiang and asked gloomyly: "Who are you?"

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "I won't talk about it when I came here, I'm a casual cultivator in the world."

The old sect leader narrowed his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly became miserable, and he said with a trembling voice: "Are you the casual cultivator in the martial arts world?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and pretended to be stupid: "There are many casual cultivators in the world, but the old sect leader is referring to..."

The old sect leader looked even more ugly, and then he knelt on the ground, even Wang Fuqiang was a little surprised.

The old guy knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "The villain has no eyes and has not recognized the immortal. He also asked the immortal to have a lot of it, spared the little dog's life, and promised that he would never do such a thing again."

Wang Fuqiang stood there in a daze and frowned, "I said you are the leader of the sect after all. Can you have a bit of the demeanor of the sect leader? You are really cruel when you are angry. When you beg for mercy... I doubt whether you, the sect leader, knelt down for others."

The old guy dared not speak, and his whole body trembled continuously.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, since there is such a statement, it is naturally not groundless. Even the transcendent forces like Baiyun Mountain dare to provoke him. He is not enough to be stuck in the small Chengde Gate.

Moreover, this guy is indeed very strong, otherwise it would have been impossible to kill so many powerful people in Chengde Gate so easily. In addition to him, there was also the guy dressed in an old groom. He could not see the clues before, but now he really dare not think that the other party is just an ordinary groom.

I can't figure out the battle with the Baiyun Mountain Lord because of this person, and the young man in front of me had a draw with the Baiyun Mountain Lord.

He knew much more about these rumors than those in the sect. He just knew a lot, but he didn't mean he would believe it.

Wang Fuqiang sighed and said, "Do you guys I hate the most?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued, "It's just that you are like this now. If someone else is replaced today, you may be dead now. So it's useless to beg me. Even if you kowtow and make you bloody, you will still have to die."

The old guy narrowed his eyes, as if he knew there was no room for maneuver. He bounced up from the ground and rushed directly towards Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang was not surprised at all, and he did not avoid or avoid it. He pointed forward with his right hand.

Maha finger.

Wang Fuqiang has not fully mastered the secret method of Buddhism, but the reason why he came to Chengde Gate this time was to try this Maha finger.

A golden light exploded, and then the old sect leader flew backwards and fell to the ground, and his whole body was directly pierced by a finger.

Wang Fuqiang lowered his head slightly, looked at his fingers, shook his head and said, "Why still feel wrong?"

After saying that, his body disappeared instantly, and then golden lights continued to explode in the darkness. Whenever the golden light appeared, a powerful Chengde Sect man would fall to the ground.

This is practicing fingering, and it is completely slaughtering.

It should be because he thought that killing like this was not a solution, so Wang Fuqiang stopped quickly, and the powerful Chengde Sect hiding in the dark had already escaped.

Wang Fuqiang stood in the darkness and muttered: "Is it because I used it to kill people?"

He shook his head and continued, "It's not right."

After saying that, he fell into silence, and after a while, he spoke again: "I understand, these guys are too weak."

After saying that, he moved his footsteps, walked back to the room, then lay directly on the bed, and fell asleep.

Everyone woke up, but Wang Fuqiang fell asleep, and even Liu Zhi felt helpless.

The next morning, when Wang Fuqiang woke up again, the entire Chengde Sect was empty, and everyone who could run ran away last night. In such a large sect, there was no disciple of Chengde Sect except those corpses last night.

Of course, Wang Fuqiang did not leave directly, but began to plunder the Chengde Sect. Anyway, as long as it is valuable, he would not let it go.
Chapter completed!