Well, this kind of consumption is indeed the lowest price for Su Chunfeng personally.
But this is a bit too dishonest, a bit... wretched, right?
but……
It was Pu Yinzhi who shamed me first.
well.
Luo Tonghua sighed, helpless, but happy at the same time - Su Chunfeng, Su Chunfeng, you are not willing to suffer at all. Not only did you clean up Pu Yinzhi, but you also deliberately gave me more problems. That's fine, it's nothing more.
After the fight, he accompanied Su Chunfeng to tell lies and unreasonable things.
What's the harm?
When Pu Yinzhi could no longer hold on, he had no choice but to give up the attack, and after thinking about how to fight, he admitted that Su Chunfeng's defense was strong and could defend him from waves of attacks for a long time, but he would not say anything about fighting.
If they are evenly matched, they will not admit defeat and comfort themselves...
Vision reborn.
At that time, it was getting late, the sun was setting, and the thick clouds above the golf course glowed with a frightening scarlet color. The layers were like mountains and rocks, majestic and stressful, as if they would collapse and fall into the world in the next moment.
, causing horrific consequences that would destroy the world.
Pu Yinzhi, who had always taken the initiative in the fight and maintained an absolute offensive, slowly withdrew his spells.
But as the power of his surging spell attack began to recede, like a pot covering Su Chunfeng, the huge circular Immortal Cutting Array with a diameter of more than fifteen meters stood upright like a spring without pressure, and pieces of it stood upright.
It spreads out to form a huge screen with countless golden hexagrams and lines in detail.
The yin-yang fish rotated slowly in the Bagua diagram, tearing down the layers of thick and accumulated scarlet dark clouds in the sky, and then overwhelmed the sky and unstoppably swallowed up the power of Pu Yinzhi's slowly retreating magic. Then, before everyone
Under the dumbfounded attention, Pu Yinzhi was swallowed up.
Dark clouds descend from the sky and bite people.
In the thick and terrifying clouds, Pu Yinzhi stopped performing the spell and did not dare to move. Even his consciousness did not dare to show any sign of rebellion. He just trembled and feared. Because, he was filled with terrifying spells.
While the cloud of attack power enveloped it,
The endless power of tiny spells had completely destroyed his physical and mental defenses at some point. Those tiny but deadly spell attack waves were like sharp swords, with the tips pointed directly at his consciousness, meridians, and internal organs.
The Seven Souls...can take his life at any time.
This feeling quickly disappeared without a trace.
Su Chunfeng withdrew the technique and stood tall with a calm smile on his face.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the fluctuations in spell attacks gradually calmed down.
Under the dim light, Pu Yinzhi broke out in cold sweat, trembled uncontrollably, and fell to the ground as if he had collapsed. Everyone in the Pu family, as well as the many warlocks from South Korea who had come to the banquet before and after, rushed over.
.
Pu Yinzhi was defeated.
When Pu En was carrying the fainted Pu Yinzhi back to the mansion, Su Chunfeng, Luo Tonghua, and Zhou Han were walking behind everyone.
"He has already been defeated. Why launch another fierce offensive at the last moment but not hurt him?" Luo Tonghua said softly with a hint of reproach.
"It saves these Korean warlocks from playing tricks, refusing to admit defeat, and saying anything in the end. Throughout the whole fighting process, it was Pu Yinzhi who was suppressing me. I'm worried that with their temperament, they will even say that the reason why Pu Yinzhi was in the end was
He took the initiative to stop the offensive, not because he was exhausted, not because he had been seriously injured and could not withstand the backlash of nature, but because
, after giving me a certain lesson, he will no longer be familiar with me, a young man, and let me go." Su Chunfeng waved his hands indifferently and said: "Since he wanted to hurt me from the beginning, why should I?
How can you save him face? Professor Luo, don’t you think it’s a pity and blame me for not killing him until I stopped in time?”
Luo Tonghua smiled and shook his head and said, "Well done."
"Huh?" Su Chunfeng was slightly surprised.
Luo Tonghua patted him on the shoulder, but said nothing, and strode into the Pu family's mansion with everyone.
That night, there were many people at the banquet hosted by the Pu family, but the atmosphere was strange - for the three Chinese warlocks Luo Tonghua, Su Chunfeng, and Zhou Han, no one dared to say anything arrogant or arrogant, or even expressed their facial expressions.
, everyone was evasive and evasive, and no one discussed Pu Yinzhi and Su Chunfeng today.
Because every one of them is deeply taboo about the unfavorable news about the Korean national magic world and don't want to mention it. Moreover, the guy named Su Chunfeng does an amazing job and leaves no Korean magic at all.
People in the legal profession have no room to say anything to comfort themselves and deceive others.
How to say?
Su Chunfeng blindly defended, and was beaten by Pu Yinzhi for two hours? You can be shameless, but you can't be so shameless that you can't even deceive yourself. Su Chunfeng, who was in the late stage of Qi refining, only used magic skills to defend, and let him go at will.
Pu Yinzhi, the number one master of Korean magic in the world of Qi Refining, has been attacking indiscriminately for two hours... For two hours, you, Pu Yinzhi, have not been able to break through, and you have been let down here.
For my sake, what else can I say?
As a senior, Pu Yinzhi took the initiative to give Su Chunfeng a lesson and then let him go? Come on, Su Chunfeng struck a shocking blow at the last moment, which was so devastating that Pu Yinzhi didn't even have the strength to fight back.
It can be said that we cannot lose anymore.
Thanks to Su Chunfeng's accurate positioning, he stopped attacking with his technique, otherwise...
It's really unimaginable.
Now, I just hope that people like Luo Tonghua, Su Chunfeng, and Zhou Han will not publicize this matter in the international magic circle in the future. As for the people in the Korean magic circle, even if they have dissatisfaction with each other, after all, the honor of the country and the nation is involved.
Therefore, no one will tell anyone.
What Zhou Han had been worried about before, that the Korean magician community would seek trouble at tonight's banquet because Pu Yinzhi was defeated by Su Chunfeng, did not happen.
Luo Tonghua even felt guilty for judging the king's belly with a villain's heart.
Because, he thought that Su Chunfeng was deliberately defensive and wanted to drag Pu Yinzhi to death. He would retaliate against Pu Yinzhi, and at the same time, he also caused some trouble for Luo Tonghua to solve the rude and narrow-minded Korean magician community. But the result was that there was no need for it.
No matter what he said to the Korean magician community, no one would foolishly come to him to express their dissatisfaction with Su Chunfeng's defeat of Pu Yinzhi.
In China, there is Su Chunfeng in Qimen Jianghu.
Fortunately!
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In March of spring, when grass begins to grow in the Central Plains and in the north, the heat and humidity of early summer are already there in the southern frontier of China.
In the streets and alleys of Linbian City, there are many shirtless men and pretty women wearing skirts and revealing their thighs during the day.
In the afternoon, the sun is fierce.
At the north end of Rushan Street, on the side of the intersection with Beihuan Road, there is a two-story bamboo building with a plaque reading "Fortune Teahouse".
At this time, coupled with the relatively remote location, the lobby on the first floor of the teahouse was empty without any sign of customers. The young waiter was sitting on a chair at the door, his head drooped and listlessly sleepy.
Perhaps because he was worried that the boss would see him sleepy at work, the waiter would occasionally open his eyes suddenly, look around warily, and then couldn't help but continue to fight with his upper eyelids and lower eyelids.
A black Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly parked outside the store.
The car door opened, and Liao Yonghe, the magic master of Fudimen, got out of the car. He was wearing a dark long-sleeved thin shirt, loose black casual pants, black handmade cloth shoes, and a thick necklace around his neck.
Twenty-six pigeon egg-sized black beads strung together, smooth and translucent.
Liao Yonghe looked around with a cold expression, and then stepped into the teahouse.
The dozing waiter noticed someone coming in and suddenly came to his senses. Liao Yonghe had already walked past him and walked straight up the stairs.
"Sir, who are you looking for?" the waiter asked quickly.
"Drink tea." Liao Yonghe responded lightly, but he didn't stop and didn't even look at the waiter.
"But don't..."
"The guests upstairs are waiting for me."
The waiter, who had already stood up and chased after him, stopped at the foot of the stairs, shrunk his head and stepped back with a look of fear. As a waiter who is a local in Linbian City, he had been exposed to the private rooms upstairs since childhood.
The tea guest inside is a real distinguished guest, one he cannot afford to offend.
The waiter thought that the guest upstairs named Li Yingzheng was a well-known big boss in Linbian City. Now, he should at least have a gun on him, right?
People who play with guns...
There are many people in Linbian City, but there are not many ruthless masters like Li Yingzheng who are as blatantly armed with guns. It is said that Li Yingzheng once robbed a batch of goods with someone at the border, and a gunfight broke out. Li Yingzheng
They achieved a complete victory because Li Yingzheng mobilized professional mercenaries from abroad in advance to serve as an ambush during that conflict.
Just when the waiter curled his lips in envy, jealousy and fear, he discovered that Liao Yonghe, who had just reached the end of the stairs, suddenly turned around and looked towards the west window with viciousness and fear in his eyes. He was almost turning around.
In an instant, Liao Yonghe's eyes were about to burst, and his expression
Ferociously, he roared crazily: "Li Yingzheng, find someone for me quickly and kill him. He is nearby. Hurry..." Before he finished shouting this sentence, Liao Yonghe's body suddenly leaned back, and his hands
After a series of strangleholds, he quickly kicked the floor with his left foot, making a dull thumping sound.
Li Yingzheng, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and black military boots, strode out of the private room. Li Yingzheng, who looked fierce and had a strong cold light in his eyes, was actually holding two pistols in both hands and running while running.
Author: "Master Liao, where is he? Where is he?"
Immediately, Li Yingzheng was so shocked that he staggered back a few steps and saw that Liao Yonghe, who was performing the surgery, was bleeding from his orifices, his eyes were about to burst, and he kept pinching and pinching as he was performing the surgery.
Less than a minute later...
Liao Yonghe fell down and rolled to the bottom of the stairs, stopping at the feet of the frightened waiter.
The waiter was completely shocked
Li Yingzheng rushed down: "Master Liao, where are they probably?"
Liao Yonghe didn't respond. He lay on the ground and twitched constantly, but his eyes were closed tightly. He could only see the air coming out but not the incoming air. Li Yingzheng waved his pistol and fired several shots.
The waiter was so frightened that he fell to the ground and fainted.
This day, afternoon.
Liao Yonghe, the younger brother of Liao Yongshan, the deputy master of Fudimen, and one of the few Qi Refining masters in Fudimen, died in the Fortune Teahouse.