RNP Page 218
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“The priest will be alright. Let’s pray for him and ask God to protect this place.”
Someone mentioned it, and soon, four missionaries knelt down on the open ground and devoutly prayed to the dark brown wall in front of them.
"Merciful Lord, please bless us, please bless the priest..."
Unbeknownst to them, as they prayed, a thin crack slowly appeared on the dark brown wall behind them.
What echoed in the space was less like a prayer and more like the low murmur of a demon, for danger was approaching.
……
Chi Chi Chi!
Four or five scarred henchmen wielding knives were easily defeated by Su Feng, falling heavily to the ground, clutching their broken arms and howling in pain.
As a result, apart from Scarface, almost everyone else lost their fighting ability.
All of this was done by Su Feng alone; Uncle Jiu, who was standing nearby, didn't even have a chance to make a move.
"Too weak," Su Feng said calmly, brushing the dust off his clothes.
No matter how fierce they look or how loud they shout, these criminals are nothing more than mortal flesh and blood, utterly vulnerable.
Su Feng didn't even use his spiritual energy; he completely overwhelmed him in terms of sheer power.
Scarface, who had just been arrogant and dismissive of Su Feng, was terrified after witnessing his underlings being easily defeated. He dared not approach them, and his hands holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.
"How about it? Only you're left. I'm waiting." Su Feng raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and said, "I wonder who said they were going to make me unable to laugh just now."
"you you……"
Scarface was terrified, but his dignity as the boss prevented him from backing down!
He took a deep breath, let out a roar, and then charged towards Su Feng with his sword.
He's traveled all over the country for so many years, killed countless people, and seen all sorts of things. How could he be intimidated by a mere kid!
"Suffer death!!"
Scarface brought his two swords together and swiftly slashed down from the left and right.
"too slow."
Su Feng narrowed his eyes, easily dodged to the side, and then suddenly raised his elbow, slamming it hard into Scarface's face.
With a single blow, the bridge of Scarface's nose was broken. A scream was heard, and Scarface immediately dropped his weapon, covered his face, and knelt down.
Scarface opened his mouth, cupping the blood from his nose, and discovered that he had not only broken his nose but also several of his front teeth.
Knowing that there was a huge disparity in their martial arts abilities, his earlier enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, and he bowed down with a "plop" and kowtowed to Su Feng.
"Hero, spare my life! Hero, spare my life!"
"What era are we living in, still calling yourself a hero..." Su Feng chuckled softly, flicking the scarred man's forehead lightly, sending him flying several meters away, whereupon he fainted instantly.
He glanced back at Uncle Nine and said, "Uncle Nine, go and notify the security team to come and arrest them."
I originally came here tonight to dispel the gloom from the church, but I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain.
Although cracking this opium deal wouldn't bring him any benefit, since he'd come across it, he might as well do a good deed.
After all, opium is a poison that can destroy a nation or even a country.
Now, these criminals will inevitably pay a heavy price for this.
Uncle Nine nodded, glanced back at Tu Long, sighed, and quickly climbed over the wall and left.
"Who are you?"
Under the shade of the tree, the dragon slayer, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
He didn't make a move throughout the entire process, but watched silently.
Only after Uncle Nine left did he emerge from the shadows and face the boy standing against the wind.
“You don’t need to know my name,” Su Feng said coldly, narrowing his eyes.
"Humph!"
Tu Long frowned, feeling somewhat uncertain.
He had just witnessed Su Feng easily defeat a dozen or so people, including Scarface, all by himself.
Not a drop of sweat was shed, and not a single injury was sustained.
Even if Scarface and his men are weak, they are still a group of desperados who are used to fighting and killing. They will not show any mercy and will not be defeated so easily.
So there's only one reason... that the boy in front of you is very strong!
bass--
Tu Long took out a long, stick-like object wrapped in rags from behind him and slowly untied the rope binding it.
"Although I don't know who you are or what your relationship is with Lin Jiu... since you witnessed this today, you should have been prepared for this."
As the rag was lifted, a powerful-looking magical artifact covered in crimson engravings was revealed!
Firefly Stick!
Tu Long's expression was extremely cold, but suddenly he revealed a bitter smile, as if he felt guilty for being exposed for transporting opium, or as if he was troubled by his sudden reunion with Uncle Jiu.
But soon, a furious red light emanated from his eyes, and streaks of crimson began to seep from between his tightly gripped Firefly Staff.
An imposing aura emanated from him.
It is completely different from ordinary spiritual energy.
Qi Refining Level 5!!
He is a being far superior to Uncle Nine!
“Wow—” Su Feng slowly raised an eyebrow.
He retracted his previous thought.
This trip wasn't entirely fruitless, was it?
The dragon slayer before him and the magical weapon in his hand both appeared to be quite impressive.
This is going to be interesting.
"Interesting." Su Feng smiled slightly, took out the Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring from his Qiankun Bag, and held it in his hand.
It seems this is going to be a major battle.
Although he was far beyond the Dragon Slayer realm in terms of cultivation level, he would not let his guard down.
Those who can cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Refining are by no means ordinary people.
When Tu Long saw Su Feng take out the Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked extremely surprised.
"The Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring?! Where did you get it?"
"Oh?" Su Feng raised an eyebrow with interest. "You know about this?"
It seems there's been another unexpected gain.
This Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring is a magical artifact of the Corpse Refining Sect's Wuji. I never expected that the Dragon Slayer would have any connection with the Corpse Refining Sect.
"Tsk, it seems I really can't underestimate you."
Tu Long suddenly became ferocious, his spiritual power surged, and the Firefly Staff he was holding emitted bursts of red light.
He was not wrong.
That is undoubtedly the Soul-Suppressing Golden Ring!
If someone manages to obtain this magical artifact, its previous owner must be in grave danger.
This also indirectly confirms the strength of the young man in front of us.
The war is about to break out!
"Stop! You all, stop!"
Just then, a voice came from not far away.
Su Feng and Tu Long looked toward the direction of the sound at the same time, and there stood Father Wu at the back door of the church.
“This is a sacred place!” Father Wu said firmly and forcefully, but his legs were trembling.
"Whatever your grudges may be, don't cause trouble here!"
"Tsk!" Tu Long clicked his tongue in displeasure. "Old man, this is none of your business. Get back here!"
“I told you, this is a sacred place, you…”
Father Wu gripped the Bible tightly and spoke again.
Before he could finish speaking, a beam of red light shot out in front of him and slammed into the wall less than three inches away from him with a loud bang.
The flames smashed a fist-sized hole in the wall, from which puffs of white smoke billowed out.
"I told you to get lost, did you hear me?" Tu Long said coldly, word by word, his Firefly Staff flashing red light continuously.
That was just a warning.
If we don't leave now, next time they'll aim for our heads.
Father Wu trembled with fear, but he did not back down. Instead, he clutched the cross to his chest and prayed softly, "Merciful Lord, please forgive this man's rudeness, please forgive his sins..."
After a long, rambling explanation, Tu Long was furious and was about to attack again when a strong gust of wind suddenly swept in from the front.
The overwhelming spiritual energy left him momentarily stunned.
Boom!
Looking back, a golden ring afterimage flew towards him. Tu Long quickly stepped back, swung his Firefly Staff, and forcefully smashed the golden ring afterimage.
He was shocked.
Could that spiritual energy just now have been emitted by that young man?
They were much taller than him!
Taking advantage of the pause in the dragon-slaying, Su Feng instantly flashed to Father Wu's side and pulled him away.
“Father, please stop chanting.”