The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 760
But at the same time, another bigger question arose in Yun Neutron's mind.

That is, since Lu Yan is not an ordinary person, why would he dare to rob a prison?

Heaven and Qi are everywhere, and nothing can be hidden from them.

To be precise, even a sage dare not take advantage of the loopholes of the Dao of Heaven, so why does this book seller have any right?
this problem.

Huang Feihu, who was riding on the five-color divine bull, also wanted to know.

Strictly speaking, humans in this world actually have two ways to become stronger.

They are called Qi trainers and warriors respectively.

These two methods of practice are not mutually exclusive, rather, most Qi practitioners will also practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies at the beginning.

Most of the generals above the court are both trained in both.

But no matter how strong the body is, it is impossible to be able to resist the sword.

Unless some kind of supernatural power or Taoism is added.

Knowing these things means that one belongs to the category of Qi Refiner.

And as a Qi refiner, without an official position, but meddling in the affairs of the court, Heaven should punish him.

But Huang Feihu waited for a long time, but nothing special happened.

During this period of time, a large number of soldiers under his command had already been knocked down by Lu Yan.

"No! It can't hurt him at all!"

"Then grab him!"

"what!!!"

No matter what weapons these soldiers used, they couldn't even make Lu Yan see blood.

There were screams from time to time in the formation, and Lu Yan walked casually in the formation with a leisurely smile on his face.

It's not like being under siege, but like visiting a scenic spot.

Facing these mortals, he didn't even make any defensive gestures.

Anyway, with his current physical fitness, he can even carry missiles hard, and the attacks of these ordinary people can't even be regarded as tickling him.

And every time he makes a move, more than one soldier is bound to fall.

Seeing this scene, even if the soldiers present were all elite soldiers, fear was unavoidable in their hearts.

After all, no one wants to deal with an opponent who can't beat at all.

"Bastard!"

Huang Feihu's face darkened.

With a gesture of stretching out his hand, the golden pot gun in the distance flew back to his hand automatically.

The five-colored divine bull under his crotch was connected with his mind. With a step on its thick hoof, it rose into the air and passed over the heads of the soldiers.

It was Lu Yan in the crowd at the moment.

After getting closer, Huang Feihu's arm holding the gun slightly bent, and then suddenly stabbed towards the top of Lu Yan's head, and the violent air wave directly sent the soldiers around him flying.

Lu Yan didn't even look at Huang Feihu, and carefully dodged the automatic activation.

His whole body seemed to be a projection, and the spear passed through his head unfettered.

Such a situation surprised Huang Feihu, and he was preparing to deal with Lu Yan's counterattack.

But Lu Yan didn't take advantage of Huang Feihu's old moves to attack him.

Instead, he stopped attacking and patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands.

"Forget it, it's boring."

Before the voice fell, he turned and walked towards the shop.

Although he knew from the beginning that the combat power of the ceiling in this world was very different from that of other people, but it was so weak that he didn't even have any interest in doing it.

No wonder most of the generals in the original book can fight back and forth with the monks, and the battle between immortals is to throw magic weapons at each other.

From this point of view, only a saint can fight him.

After all, all saints are ants.

This is the iron law of the world of conferred gods.

No matter how many people gather under the saint, it is impossible to threaten the saint.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the overall combat power of this world is one, then saints can account for at least ninety-nine percent.

In terms of the level of this world of experience.

He was indeed curious about how strong a saint could be, but it was a pity that with his current range of activities, he really couldn't find a saint to play with.

Lu Yan didn't bother to continue bullying these ordinary people, it would be better to go back to the bookstore and show off.

None of the soldiers dared to continue to stand in front of Lu Yan. Seeing him approaching, he hurriedly stepped aside.

After returning to the bookstore, he even closed the door of the store, leaving the soldiers present to look at each other in blank dismay.

The flag officer took a rough count, only to find that after fighting for so long, not a single person was killed in battle, at most they were seriously injured and lost their ability to move.

Huang Feihu stood in mid-air riding the five-colored bull. He stared at the closed shop door with a strange expression on his face.

He really couldn't understand what was going on in Lu Yan's mind. They were here to arrest the prison robbers and bring them to justice, and they weren't pretending to be a housewife in a super-realistic way.

The most important thing is that no one was killed after fighting for a long time, how should he report to Di Xin later?
Hit, but didn't seem to hit?

No, but a Qi Refiner was arrested.

Cloud Neutron: "..."

Thinking of this, Huang Feihu shifted his gaze to Yun Zhongzi, and ordered helplessly: "Lu Xiong, you lead someone to guard this shop, and the rest will escort the thief and return to the palace with me."

……

Office.

"That shop again?!"

Di Xin stood in front of the imperial case, his expression uncertain.

The atmosphere in the study was extremely dignified, like the calm before the storm.

Huang Feihu stood stiffly, glanced at Bigan and other ministers at the side from time to time, frantically gesturing them to say something with his eyes.

"Once again, again and again..."

Di Xin clenched his right fist and pressed on the imperial case: "What the hell is that guy trying to do?"

He had seen Lu Yan's shop with his own eyes, and he knew very well that if Lu Yan could not stay behind closed doors, no matter how many troops were dispatched, he would have no choice but to find a way to open the shop if he wanted to catch Lu Yan.

Di Xin looked at Bigan and the others and asked.

"Masters, what's your plan?"

Lu Yan, who was missed by Di Xin, didn't feel any danger at all.

He was lying on the wicker chair with a leisurely look.

Because there is no other furniture in the bookstore except rattan chairs and bookshelves, Du Yuanxiao and Mei Bo can only sit on the floor and make do with it.

Unlike Lu Yan, both of them looked sad.

The injury on Maybo's head was treated simply, and a cloth strip was wrapped around it.

He lamented again and again: "If you are a foolish king and licentious, in the future, the sky will be angry and people will complain, the world will collapse, and the people will live in misery. What should we do?"

"As a courtier, how can we just sit back and watch!"

Du Yuanxian also echoed angrily.

"Excuse me, you are no longer officials of the imperial court."

Lu Yan spoke with a smile, and the heavy facts immediately calmed the two of them down.

It's been a long time.

Du Yuanxian suddenly remembered something, and asked: "I don't know something, why does the store insist on saving me?"

"Someone paid to save your life."

Lu Yan stretched out two fingers, and added word by word: "I'm very willing to pay."

Hearing this, Du Yuanxian's eyes lit up: "Then can I ask the store owner to get rid of the fox demon with money?"

Lu Yan suddenly stood up from the wicker chair.

"Unshirkable!"

(End of this chapter)