Lingzhang

Chapter 109: The Wrathful King
In terms of power, the four great families are merely auxiliary local tyrants that are dependent on the Tengxia Zhu family.

The Tengxia Zhu family is the powerful family in Jichuan County.

In terms of strength, the Taoist crown condensed between Zhu Yan's eyebrows at this moment undoubtedly proved Zhu Yan's identity as a Taoist cultivator.

In this extraordinary world, no matter how noble or humble one is, strength is always the most respected.

So when Zhu Yan's solid punch landed hard on the front of the car.

When the special alloy front plate armor of the chariot that was strong enough to break through the wild beasts was deformed and warped under his fist that was cast like steel.

Using flesh and blood to fight against alloy steel.

For a moment, there was complete silence from the car speaker that was constantly buzzing with electricity.

Only Zhu Yan continued to speak in an angry voice at this moment, roaring almost every byte out of his throat.

"I have been away from the county government for a long time. Have you bastards forgotten the path I took?
The angry king!

If you provoke my anger again, I will kill you and no one will complain later!"

Behind this deformed chariot, the chariots of the noble children were lined up.

Behind these chariots were the ghostly figures with evil seal patterns running towards them on the wide street.

At this moment, those who wanted to escape were using those precious chariots to form an iron line of defense.

After that, Zhu Yan, whose momentum suddenly exploded, turned around at this moment and looked at the students who had been silenced under the pressure of his powerful and exploding Taoist crown.

"Listen to the teacher, follow the teacher's arrangements, you are all like dogs, you just do whatever others say? At your age, what experience do you have to match your teachers?
Also, teachers, show some warrior spirit! Beat those who deserve to be beaten! Kill those who make trouble and don't listen! It's better to kill one or two bad apples than to let them drag everyone down and kill everyone!
Listen, if anyone makes trouble again, they will be treated as traitors to the human race. It will be a waste of their lives! And they will also drag down your families!
According to the Dao League's rules, the order is out of control at this time and the situation is urgent. I am a cultivator here, so what I say is the golden rule!"

After saying this, he did not wait for any reaction from the students or even the teachers who were standing there in silence.

He took a step forward, stepped on the front of the car that he had flattened, and jumped onto the roof in just one or two steps.

Then, with another leap, he jumped onto the roof of another car as if he was stepping on a pedal.

As his body shape changed, the wailing sounds of the alloy steel unable to bear the heavy weight were heard one after another.

It was as if Zhu Yan's broad and fat body had the hardness of cast steel, and also the weight of cast steel.

With every step taken, a dent was left on the roof of the brand new and expensive chariot, leaving a mark of footprints.

After taking several leaps in succession, Zhu Yan took another step down, splashing gravel and dust on the ground.

At this moment, behind him was the defense line formed by chariots.

In front of him were those "weirdos" who were constantly approaching the school.

Perhaps he felt the overwhelming pressure from the Taoist monks.

The herd of animals, which had originally chosen to approach tentatively because of the crowd's stability, at this moment completely stopped outside a certain invisible range.

They were hovering on the edge of the pressure, their ferocity still stimulated by it making them unwilling to leave, but their fear of the strong also made them unwilling to take another step forward.

This stalemate not only made everyone feel a little relieved, but also allowed Zhu Yan to focus all his attention on those strange species.

And similarly, on the other side, at almost the same distance, the sensation occurred.

It was as if he was also stimulated by Zhu Yan's Taoist aura.

Those strange creatures who rushed forward using their hands and feet seemed to be stimulated by the breath and regained some of their previous instincts in life at this moment.

The purple-gold seal was tightly attached to the skin between the eyebrows, and it was glowing with more and more activity, extending among the demons, as if a series of seemingly Taoist crowns were also worn on their heads.

The stimulation and confrontation of the aura seemed to have restored more of their monk nature.

When someone raised his hand, the same glow flowed along the evil crown toward his arms. Similarly, the stale smell in the air that seemed to represent death was also attracted by the slightly dim purple-gold glow.

When he looked again in an instant, the deathly aura and corpse poison seemed to be extracted from the pure smell into tangible colored lights. These lights mixed in the dim purple-gold glow, and finally condensed into two dark green fan-shaped wind blades in his hands.

Some people's demonic crowns began to dissipate like some colored gas, as if they were connected to some unknown time and space.

Then, as the man ran, beside him, in the shadows, suddenly, illusory white lights appeared one after another. Then, the white light gradually condensed, and six still illusory but detailed snow wolves showed ferocious postures.

There were also people who, during the process of charging, also had a purple-gold glow blooming between their brows. However, the death energy and corpse poison that were also attracted by the glow did not change externally, but instead, penetrated into the warrior's body along with the convergence of the glow.

Almost instantly, the flesh on his body shrank suddenly, but as the muscles "shrinked", bits of bronze appeared on his skin. At the same time, his ferocious face looked even more fang-like.

……

Extraordinary Taoism.

More and more strange things happened to them.

Whether it is obvious or introverted, underneath the same evil background lies a power that ordinary mortals cannot possibly reach.

It seems that mastering this extraordinary thing itself is the source of his transcendent power.

At the same time, among the crowd, especially the noble children of the four great families, they emerged from the chariots one after another in a panic. Among those geniuses, there were mediocre ones who were relatively not so talented.

Those noble children who might be able to achieve something in the martial arts but are unlikely to reach the realm of transcendence.

At this moment, looking at the figures that mastered the evil Taoism under the slightly dim purple-gold glow, they all revealed expressions of envy and yearning.

The five of them rushed closer and closer. No matter how you look at it, no matter how strong Zhu Yan's pressure was, this was still a situation where the few were fighting the many.

But in an instant, Zhu Yan's already majestic momentum suddenly reached a higher level.

On top of the originally magnificent Taoist crown, another layer of bright light enveloped it, and then, equally gorgeous seals spread out from the light.

Double Taoist Crown!

And with such a crown appeared.

In the explosive momentum that was almost enough to make people feel the real burning heat from the pressure, all around Zhu Yan, on his iron-cast body, suddenly, blazing bright yellow flames emerged!
And as the bright yellow fireworks emerged, Zhu Yan's face became almost distorted with anger.

It was at this moment that Zhu Yan’s words just now once again emerged in the minds of many people.

The angry king?

If the steel-cast body is the embodiment of the "Golden Body of the Ming King", then the bright yellow flames burning at this moment are the embodiment of the "Angry Flames of the Ming King".

That is the tangible manifestation of the anger that is enough to ignite everything!

Under the influence of such a tyrannical aura of oppression, God knows how many martial artists had a blank brain at this moment, or even held their breath and concentrated on the spot, as if they had forgotten to breathe, or dared not make any sound because of breathing.

Far away, the beasts retreated in panic, then lingered again because of their ferocious nature and were unwilling to leave.

Yue Hanzhang fell into deep thought at this moment.

He was reflecting deeply.

Damn, if I had known this guy was so powerful, was I too loud when I spoke to him before?
And in the next moment, wrapped in bright yellow flames, Zhu Yan really jumped straight up from his original position like a steel cannonball, and slammed down onto the wide road outside the school.

Flames fell one after another, and exploded with a loud bang after leaving Zhu Yan's control. The fireworks and smoke made the fierce battle in the distance almost blurred and unrecognizable.

But just the reflection of the outline and the glimpses that appeared from time to time were enough to show that Zhu Yan suppressed the wolf pack with his rage, and his iron-like flesh and blood body was fighting against the tangible deathly poison.

It was no longer a case of the few against the many, but Zhu Yan alone was actually suppressing the five evil-looking individuals.

He even pushed the battlefield filled with smoke and flames further away from the school!
But it seemed that it was precisely because of this distance that it seemed that Zhu Yan had already put all his effort into the battle and the fight.

The sharp voice that he had suppressed forcefully earlier suddenly rang out again at this moment.

That was a member of the Xu family. Yue Hanzhang saw it clearly. He was standing on the roof of the chariot, at the place that was originally flattened by Zhu Yan's hammer. In one hand he held up something that was probably similar to a telescope, and was watching the battle from afar.

"Hey! Why do these three grandsons look so familiar to me?
Aren’t these the warriors who were beaten to death before?

What's going on? Does this mean there's already a traitor among us?
Or... can't get hurt, can't faint?

Otherwise it would be easy to get caught!

So, these three grandsons are no longer their original selves? "

When words like these are spoken, it is almost inevitable that people's hearts will waver.

But this man still stood there carelessly, as if he was confident that he had nothing to fear just because his surname was Xu.

Still chattering at this critical juncture.

Either stupid or bad.

But for Yue Hanzhang, he thought this person was stupid and bad.

So, before he could continue speaking and disturb people's minds, Yue Hanzhang's figure suddenly jumped up from the side.

Holding the stick at eyebrow level in his hand, Yue Hanzhang took a step forward, combining the strength of both palms into a stick, transforming the force of his fists into the force of a weapon, and the stick rose and fell like a dragon or a tiger.

Woo——!
With the sound of breaking air, the telescope held by the nobleman was instantly shattered into pieces.

The strong wind carried by the stick continued unabated.

Snapped--!
At that instant, the sounds of flesh being torn, teeth snapping, and the beautiful wails of noble children almost all mixed together.

He was knocked off the chariot by Yue Hanzhang's attack.

The alloy stick directly crushed his mouth, and the sharp broken surface even lifted up most of his face along the corner of his mouth. Several teeth were broken, and his wailing mouth was a bloody mess.

But soon, he fell silent again.

This was because the tip of Yue Hanzhang's stick was already pointing at his throat.

At this moment, the cold and fierce aura erupting from Yue Hanzhang made people believe that if he said one more word, Yue Hanzhang would really kill him.

But such silence was ultimately difficult to maintain. The pain from the blow made him moan in a low voice like a wild beast.

But amidst such wailing, Yue Hanzhang finally stopped paying attention to him, and instead focused more on observing the two different directions where he was attacked from both sides.

So, the man wailed on the spot, almost curling up his whole body.

And as his hand brushed across the bracelet imperceptibly during this process.

Many of the live broadcast devices that were originally scattered and suspended due to the sudden change actually slightly changed the direction and angle of the live broadcast at this moment, illuminating the battlefield in the distance.

(End of this chapter)