Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 158 Defeat the Confucian scholar and kill the master!

"Go ahead! Kill him!"

"We are invulnerable to swords and guns, and we have divine power to protect us. Why should we be afraid of him?"

"Let's go together! Kill him! It doesn't matter even if he dies. It's just the right time to get rid of the cage of the physical body and let the soul be free!"

Although the people in the witch temple were frightened, they quickly recovered and shouted to rush towards Shang Lu, pull him off his horse and kill him.

They saw that Shanglu was very powerful, but they were not afraid.

According to the Master, death is a relief for them.

In that case, what is there to be afraid of in death?
If you are not afraid of death, no matter how powerful these officials are, what is there to be afraid of?
Shang Lu raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

He knew that this group of people had been deeply bewitched by the Master, and ordinary scolding and reasoning were of no use at all.

He simply followed their words and shouted loudly: "Are you really not afraid of death? If you are killed by others, you will not be able to escape the cage. You will only be imprisoned forever and will never be able to escape!"

"what?"

"Is there any such thing?"

Everyone in the witch temple was stunned, not knowing whether they should believe Shang Lu's words.

In just the moment they were distracted, Shang Lu had already jumped up from his horse, flew over the heads of the group of people, and headed straight for the hall.

"Whoosh-"

"Whizzing--"

But at this moment, several sharp arrows suddenly shot towards Shang Lu.

Not only is the speed extremely fast, but the power contained in the arrow is also extremely strong.

Shang Lu was forced to parry with his sword in mid-air.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Shang Lu swung his sword several times, cutting down all the arrows shot at him, but his flying momentum was blocked and he fell to the ground outside the hall.

The person who shot him with the arrow was the Confucian scholar guarding the door of the hall.

Confucian scholars have six arts, archery is one of them.

The Confucian scholar in front of the main hall is not only proficient in archery, but also has extensive knowledge of mathematics and calligraphy.

Shang Lu keenly noticed that when the Confucian scholar was shooting the arrow, his fingers kept moving, actually calculating his speed, direction, and various possible responses.

The arrows shot by the county soldiers just now were all blocked by this Confucian scholar.

The way he blocked the arrows was not to fight arrows with arrows, but to use a large net.

A net made of ink!

Shang Lu saw it clearly. At the moment he rode his horse to break through the gate, the arrows of the county soldiers also shot in front of the palace.

The scholar took out a pen from his bosom. The ink on the pen was the result of his cultivation. As he splashed the ink, he quickly wrote the word "net". The ink flew into the air and turned into a big net, catching the arrows of the county soldiers.

Now the big ink net still covered the entrance of the palace, like a spider web, making it difficult for the subsequent arrows shot by the county soldiers to penetrate.

Only Feng Nan's arrow pierced through the ink net, but unfortunately the force had faded and it failed to injure the Master.

"Whizzing--"

The Confucian scholar did not stop and shot a few more arrows at Shang Lu.

Not only did it block his evasive route, but it also took into account the possibility of his attack.

Shang Lu had a very difficult time dealing with it for a while and was even shot by an arrow.

Fortunately, Shang Lu's protective blood energy was strong enough to not only block the arrow, but also shatter it, so he was not injured.

Shang Lu was entangled by this Confucian scholar and was unable to rush into the hall for a while.

The other people in the witch temple also rushed up again at this moment.

The Master's voice echoed in their ears: "As long as you die in front of me, even if you are killed by others, you will be free!"

This group of people believed such an outrageous statement.

They had no more worries and rushed towards Shanglu in a suicidal manner.

Fortunately, Tu Pi and others arrived in time, and together with Guan Ma, they helped to stop this group of crazy people, so that he would not be attacked from both sides and be exhausted to cope with it.

Even so, the situation remains dire.

These people in Yunxi Town were deceived into not fearing death at all.

However, because the evil fire burned their lives, they became invulnerable to swords and guns in a short period of time, and their strength increased dramatically.

However, Feng Nan and others felt restrained and unable to do anything when facing these ordinary people.

For a moment, the situation seemed to be at a stalemate, but it was very unfavorable to Shang Lu and his men.

Only by capturing the Master as soon as possible can the situation be reversed. Shang Lu shouted, and rushed to the palace gate again, performing the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique, the sword light was like a gust of wind, whistling and slashing.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The arrows shot continuously by the Confucian scholar were all chopped away and shattered by Shang Lu.

Seeing that they were close enough, he suddenly pulled out a beast whip from his waist with his left hand and lashed it at the scholar with lightning speed.

The scholar's hands kept pinching and were about to cramp, but he had not expected this situation.

Seeing the beast whip like a poisonous snake, it instantly rolled in front of him. The scholar was so frightened that he could only use his bow to block it.

As the beast whip rolled around the longbow, a powerful force emanated from the tip of the whip.

The Confucian scholar shouted loudly, and refused to give in, trying his best to resist.

He was quite powerful and even wanted to take the beast whip.

The strength of Shang Lu's left hand was actually not as strong as that of this Confucian scholar.

After all, the Confucian scholars in this world are not weak scholars who are powerless, but strong scholars who can travel the world with a sword, and draw their swords to persuade others if they cannot win with words!

But Shanglu still has a right hand.

He stuck the oxtail knife into the ground, grabbed the whip with his right hand, and exerted force suddenly.

The power of the right hand is several times greater than that of the left hand, and its explosive power is astonishingly great.

"boom--"

The Confucian scholar's longbow was actually broken.

The bowstring was like a knife, and it hit the scholar's hand, leaving a deep cut that was visible to the bone, and blood gushed out.

Without waiting for the scholar to cry out in pain, Shang Lu had already picked up the oxtail knife on the ground and performed the Tiger Step Kung Fu, while visualizing a white tiger in his mind.

With the help of the White Tiger Technique, Shang Lu's body became even more agile and powerful, and he pounced in front of the Confucian scholar in an instant.

The scholar was so horrified that he had no time to pick up a pen. He could only bite his tongue and use his blood as ink to spray at Shanglu.

The blood on the tip of the tongue condensed into the word "rain" in mid-air.

Then it turned into a spot of blood, just like a rainstorm, sweeping towards Shanglu.

Shang Lu once again used the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique, and the long sword danced wildly. Although he hit the blood spots, he could not destroy them, but only split them into two points, which were still lethal.

The Confucian scholar grinned wildly, thinking that Shang Lu was going to fall into his trap.

But he didn't expect that the next moment, the blood on the blade would burn into a raging flame!

The blood rain spurted out by the Confucian scholar was instantly burned to ashes.

"How could this be?"

Confucian scholars couldn't understand why Shanglu's blood could burn.

What's even more confusing is how Shang Lu dared to let his blood energy burn?! Wasn't he afraid of destroying the blood energy he had cultivated with great difficulty?
How could the Confucian scholars know that what Shang Lu lacks the least is blood and energy!
It was even more impossible for him to know that there was a temple of five internal organs in Shanglu's body, and the anger originated from the liver god, which ignited the blood in one fell swoop!
This is a move that Shang Lu figured out during his sparring with Sanniang and Huai Shu.

Originally, he wanted to use it to deal with paper figurines and the like, but he didn't expect it to be a good test run in front of the bloody rain of Confucian scholars.

The attack failed and the scholar had no time to react before Shang Lu, who used the Tiger Step Kung Fu, bullied him in front of him.

A fierce blow from the knife hit his chest.

In a hurry, the Confucian scholar could only protect his hands in front of his chest.

"boom--"

The powerful force unleashed by this sword directly chopped the Confucian scholar away, leaving his life or death in doubt.

Without the Confucian scholars blocking his way, Shang Lu rushed into the hall like a whirlwind, with the tip of his knife pointing directly at the Master in the shadows.

The Master remained unmoved and did not even dodge.

He just stared at Shang Lu, his eyes flashing with a bewitching light, and continued to use his eloquent tongue to try to seduce Shang Lu:
"I am not your enemy. Put down your weapons and listen to my lesson. You will know the truth of the world..."

The Master was very confident in his ability to bewitch people.

Shang Lu has only reached the Marrow Cleansing Realm and has not tempered his mind, so there is no way he can resist his temptation!
After hearing his words, Shang Lu would definitely drop his sword, kneel before him, listen to his lectures, and be bewitched by him...

However, the next moment, the expression on the teacher's face suddenly changed.

Not only did Shang Lu not throw the knife, but he increased his speed, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at his forehead!
The Master could even feel the stinging pain coming from between his eyebrows.

This kid wasn't fooled by my words? !

A rare flash of horror appeared in the Master's eyes.

Shang Lu's knife also pierced his flesh.

A stream of blood flowed from between the Master's eyebrows, making him look even more weird.

(End of this chapter)