Zhu Tian: I became a god by practicing martial arts

"Really? All the money is ours no matter how much it sells for?"

A girl of Qu Feiyan's age already knows very well the role of money.

Therefore, I am very interested in Hu Lie's proposal.

"Of course it's true. Do you think I need that?"

Qu Feiyan and Lin Pingzhi knew that Hu Lie didn't need to spend any money to eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep.

"It seems that it is really not necessary! Thank you, sir!"

Qu Feiyan instantly turned into a money-grubber and pulled Lin Pingzhi to find a suitable stall.

However, Lin Pingzhi had his own ideas, because the location they finally chose was in front of the gate of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

Perhaps this is also a way for Lin Pingzhi to remember his family!

There were two tables, three chairs, and two signs, one reading "The Manual of the Sword of Exorcism" and the other "Two taels per copy".

In this way, the stall selling "The Manual of the Sword of Exorcism" was set up.

Hu Lie waved his hand and released five hundred copies of "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism", which should be enough to sell in Fuzhou City.

After all, there aren't many gangsters in the whole of Fuzhou.

As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. Most families cannot afford to support a son who practices martial arts.

Those who could afford to support him had to be landlords or merchant families.

Perhaps there are indeed a lot of people in the entire martial arts world, but looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, the proportion they occupy is not that large.

Haven’t you seen that even the Huashan Sect, which is one of the famous and powerful sects, has only about twenty people?

Therefore, the so-called martial arts world is just the life of a minority of people.

Most ordinary people have no access to the underworld.

If you encounter a vendetta in the underworld, you can only blame yourself for being too unlucky.

It was just that Lin Pingzhi and Qu Feiyan had just set up their stall and hadn't opened for business yet when a group of monks gathered around.

And except for the leader, the others were holding sticks, exactly nineteen people in total.

"Amitabha, please close your stall. Since this "Sword Manual of Exorcism" requires castration of one's own body to practice, it is a magic technique. It is best not to spread it to the world."

The big monk with a kind face behaved quite politely, but the eighteen monks who followed him were not so polite.

They directly surrounded Hu Lie and the other two, as well as the bookstall.

"Hey, I didn't want to do anything to you monks, but why are you looking for death?"

The Buddhism in the world of Smiling Proud Wanderer is not a good thing. Hu Lie didn't want to take action against it so soon, but now it has come to his door, and if he doesn't take action, it would be a bit of a loss of face.

The sound of sharp swords being unsheathed was heard. Qu Feiyan and Lin Pingzhi hid directly behind Hu Lie to avoid delaying the performance of their young master.

They had not yet mastered the Nine Swords of Dugu, so they were no match for the Eighteen Stick Monks.

"Wait a minute, young hero Hu. I am Fang Sheng from Shaolin Temple. I have come here to discuss how to deal with the "Sword Manual of Exorcism". I hope young hero Hu will be patient. We can discuss any opinions you have."

This person is recognized as a genius in martial arts. Even if all the monks of Shaolin Temple can deal with him, so what?

Today, I and these eighteen monks are going to die!

"Tsk, do you really think that the Shaolin Temple can stop me from selling the "Sword Manual of Exorcism"?

Or do you really think of yourselves as a martial arts holy land?

Stop talking nonsense, since you are blocking my way, then you all should die!"

boom!

The titanium alloy sword had been drawn out of its scabbard, and then a three-foot-long flaming sword beam rose up.

"Arrange the formation, work together..."

Before Monk Fang Sheng could finish his words, his head was chopped off by Hu Lie's sword.

As for the Eighteen Monks with Sticks, they are indeed difficult to deal with when they form a large formation.

It’s just a pity that they met Hu Lie, who was much more powerful than them.

Moreover, the titanium alloy swords were extremely sharp, and the water and fire sticks in their hands were no match for them at all.

As long as the titanium alloy sword lightly swept past, their water and fire sticks would be cut off directly.

"Old Eighteen, leave immediately and report to the abbot!

I will open a way out for you."

Before Hu Lie had even made a few strikes with his sword, half of the Eighteen Monks with Sticks had already been killed. If this continued, all of them would be lost here.

Therefore, the eldest brother of the Eighteen Monks with Sticks wanted to ask the youngest monk to go back and report the news.

We must let the abbot know that Hu Lie is extremely powerful and not easy to deal with.

Moreover, there seems to be hostility towards Buddhism, so it must be taken seriously.

"Haha, you still want to escape, but you don't even bother to see if I agree or not!"

"Cry!" The golden goose cried under his feet, and Hu Lie's figure appeared in front of the youngest disciple.

As for the little monk, his head had already been removed.

"Go to hell!"

What followed was pure garbage time. In less than ten breaths, all the monks were dead.

However, they were not just killed, but burned to ashes by Hu Lie using his internal energy, leaving no trace of their bodies.

This scene made many people in the martial arts world who were watching from the original place grind their teeth.

This Master Hu is really powerful, and it seems that he has no good feelings towards Shaolin!

He hasn't even said a few words yet and he's already exposed everyone. This is really unbelievable!

"Hahahahahahahahaha, young master is so powerful. Now, I want to see who dares to stop us from selling the "Sword Manual of Exorcism"."

Qu Feiyan held her head high like a proud peacock.

Now people even look at others with their chins.

It’s just that so many people had just died that for a moment no one dared to step forward.

But there was a brave man after all. A man about 1.8 meters tall, with a firm face and a little arrogance, walked out.

"I am Xiang Wentian, and I am here to meet Master Hu!"

"If you want to buy the sword manual, find my men. If you don't want to buy it, get out. Otherwise, you will definitely regret it."

As soon as Xiang Wentian appeared, Hu Lie noticed Ren Yingying following not far behind him.

As for why these two people came to see me, I didn't need to guess to know that they must want to win me over to help them rescue Ren Woxing.

Hu Lie has no interest in such a scheming woman.

Even if it's just for fun, I'm too lazy to do it.

"Ah! This, this, I don't think I have offended Master Hu?"

Xiang Wentian was a little confused. Why did Master Hu treat him like this?

"You haven't sinned against me, but you have sinned against Him!"

As Hu Lie spoke, he pointed to the sky, motioning Xiang Wentian to take a good look at the thunderclouds that were beginning to gather in the sky.

"As the only innate in this martial world, I live under the surveillance of the Heavenly Dao at all times.

If you didn't appear before me, He wouldn't care about the offense of an ant like you.

But now that you appear before me, He will no longer ignore you.

You have the guts to call me the king of heaven, and you have the guts to appear directly under the heaven, you are awesome! I admire you!"