Chapter 329 – Uncle Of The Lu Family! (2/2)

He knew he was indeed wrong. Abandoning brothers and friends, also does not agreed with the approach his Lu family handles matters.

But, Li Muyang had told him to do so; he also could only do so.

He was willing to believe in the young man.

“Are you an idiot? If you're being hunted, you're going to run faster than anyone, right? A true gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, a lowly person like you certainly would not understand this reasoning. What is Uncle Lu's ident.i.ty? What is your ident.i.ty? He is insulting himself if he talks to you, it would dirty his eyes if he looks at you. You're just a wild dog that relies on reward to make a living. I do not understand how you got into the sect of Taoism. If my master was here, he would have split you into two, and expel unqualified members for his sect——”

Li Muyang was not a push-over, he was not bluffing, as long as it was not a fight, he could rebuke Strange Taoist and his family——and his sect.

After saying that, he turned around to where the black-clad soldiers were crowded around. “Isn't that right, Uncle of the Lu family?”

Strange Taoist had made a name for himself a long time ago, a fearful name, and had been travelling unhindered throughout the divine continent for decades. There has been no one that dared to point at him and scold him.

He looked up to the sky, howling with laughter, before he said, pointing to Li Muyang: “Ignorant child, you ignorant child——dare to speak nonsense in front of Strange Taoist. Today Strange Taoist, I, will let you have a taste of the power of Heavenly astral palm. I will peel your skin and pluck out your tendons, incinerate your bone to ashes, to settle the anger in my heart.”

“I have seen a similar story line before.” Li Muyang said with a sneer on his face. “The bad guys who yell to get people dead, dies badly.”

Unpredictable immortal was also amused by Li Muyang. “You have thick skin, but is a loud mouth idiot. Those who offend Strange Taoist, will not end well.”

With these words from Unpredictable immortal, Strange Taoist simply must fight back.

If he did not attack, is that not equal to hitting his own face, destroying his own reputation?

Would those that offend him come to a good end?

Strange Taoist with a loud roar, suddenly aimed an open hand strike in the direction of Li Muyang.

They were dozens of feet apart, and were separated by large tracts of black mud and green bamboos.

However, as soon as he stretched out his palm, the wind developed into a howling gale, there were images of palm flickering.

The palm shrouded in blazing red flame was bursting forth with an earth-shattering force, almost covering the entire sky.

Ma.s.s of storm clouds rolled across!

Provoked by the fierce qi, Li Muyang took two steps back.

Then he grinded his teeth, strode forward firmly, clenching his fists tight.

Smashed out a punch!

Bang!

There was a thunderous sound.

The countless shadows in the sky were shattered, vanis.h.i.+ng without trace.

The shadows above were gone, and the cold gale ceased.

This was just a move to test each other's strength. At the same time of Li Muyang punching out, Strange Taoist had disappeared from where he was.

When he reappeared, he was in the depths of the sea of clouds.

He struck the palms of his hands together, when huge open handprints in gold, one after another, were emerging in the sky.

The first big handprint was in front, then the second big handprint rushed forward to fuse together with the first big handprint. Then the handprint behind sped toward the big handprint that was first shot out at a much faster speed.

Strange Taoist consecutively threw out eighty one palm strikes, and the eighty one large handprints fused as one.

The huge prints exuded a silvery brilliance, as luminous as the Moon.

Even from afar, one could still feel the berserk strong qi contained within.

The 81large handprints locked Li Muyang in place and then came cras.h.i.+ng down from above.

Heavenly astral qi palm strike!

Nine is a supreme number, nine divide by nine is one, and eventually forming the purest of qi of the Supreme Heavenly astral palm.

Li Muyang did not hide nor dodge, because he knew that if he avoided the attack, the huge handprint overhead would strike Lu Qingming and the group of black-clad soldiers.

He was the father of Lu Qiji, although Lu Qiji this woman was sometimes annoying, but she had still helped him before in a critical moment——

The most important thing was that his parents and sister were under the protection of the Lu family. No matter what, he has to save Lu Qingming.

So, Li Muyang balled his hands into fists, and two white flas.h.i.+ng b.a.l.l.s formed in his hands.

Then his clenched fists jerked upwards, slammed into the big handprint overhead.

Frighten Dragon Fist!

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