C155 Land Flight

Some of the people who tried to harm Zhang Jingxuan had even plunged their heads into the mud of the moat. If it wasn't for the help of someone else, they would have died of suffocation.

After toying with these people, Zhang Jingxuan felt much more comfortable. For some reason, he followed the tune of the people in the city and hummed a few words, "Cereal God is merciful, he pities all of my life, he suppresses demons and devours demons, I am the vanguard." He felt that this little song was a little difficult to pronounce, and it sounded like he was going to sing it.

After that, he said with a serious expression on his face.

"People from my hometown, these people are going to cut the rope of the suspension bridge. To put down the suspension bridge without permission, in the eyes of the Imperial Court's law, the army in the city can kill us without question. I don't want to see everyone being pierced by the arrows raining down from the city like hedgehogs.

So, my brothers, it is inevitable that I will lose the weight of my actions in a rush. Actually, it is all for your own good. Please forgive me. "

As he spoke, he cupped his hands in all directions as an apology. In his heart, he was thinking that he should not have done too much about the rebellion. Today, he had come out to stop others. It was really a turn of events.

Everyone heard him continue.

"I say, Little Daoist One Pot, about this matter of gods, ghosts, and ghosts... You don't have to make it so mysterious. There's no proof. No matter what you say, there's nothing new to it. If this continues, everyone will not even be able to get the food. If more people starve to death because of this, don't you feel guilty in your heart?

That's why if you want me to say that everyone needs to get the food, stay here and abide by the rules and wait for the food to be distributed. The others shouldn't add to the chaos here. Go back to your homes and look for your respective mothers."

After saying that, he waved his hand as if he was chasing away a grain of sand from the Litre Bucket Sect. It was as if he was waving his hand to say goodbye. In short, it seemed like he had decided everything with just one sentence.

Of course, all the disaster victims were eager to reduce the trouble. It would be a big deal if they quickly took the food into their hands and ate it.

The elites of Litre Bucket Sect were not affected by Zhang Jingxuan's words at all. They were just afraid of Zhang Jingxuan's extraordinary skills and did not dare to act rashly.

These people's eyes were all focused on one of their sect masters and a few others. It could be said that they were more focused on the messenger. After all, no matter what Daoist Priest Yisu said, no one knew. In the end, it was the burly man who delivered the message.

The situation on the battlefield had entered a delicate balance. There weren't many people from the Litre Bucket Sect who had passed the moat, and the few who were at the front were all beaten up by Zhang Jingxuan.

Zhang Jingxuan looked like he was fighting ten thousand men by himself. He looked majestic and majestic, and the limelight of one man was even greater than ten thousand people from the Litre Bucket Sect.

Daoist Priest Yisu and the few core disciples beside him seemed to have discussed in a low voice. They probably felt that they could no longer sit idly by and allow Zhang Jingxuan to stir up trouble here.

After the discussion was over, the four leaders of the group rose up at the same time and walked towards Zhang Jingxuan.

That burly man took the lead, and the other vulgar people also began to move at the same time. One on the left and one on the right, five steps behind the person in front of them, the three of them lined up in a triangle formation. The leader of the Litre Bucket Sect, Daoist Priest Yisu, was surrounded in the middle by the three of them.

As soon as the four of them moved, sighs of praise could be heard from the crowd. At first, the voices were still soft, but the buzzing sound was getting louder and louder.

They saw that the burly man in the front and Yi Dao behind him all had superb movement skills. What was even more rare was that... The three of them ran at the same pace and pace, so their speed was naturally the same. The three of them were running at the same speed as one person.

However, this was nothing. The target of the exclamation was not the three of them, but Daoist Priest Yisu, who was in the middle.

After the three of them got up, Daoist Priest One Swan floated up. However, his body didn't move at all. Yes, you didn't see wrongly. It was not strange that his upper body did not move at all, but even his legs did not move at all. His right hand is in front of his chest and his left hand is slightly behind his back. His eyes were hanging down, and he looked like a relaxed and sage-like person. Just like that, he kept about half a foot away from the ground. He kept moving up and down without touching the ground. Speed! He was almost no different from the other three. It was like flying on land.

Those disciples were shouting excitedly. Under the lead of some people, they started shouting loudly, "Exalted Immortal Cereal God, your Dao is boundless. You have bestowed me with a divine skill that can help the crisis."

Everyone was speaking in a clear voice, without any hindrance. It seemed like they were well-trained.

Zhang Jingxuan had a headache listening to them, but he had to admit that... At least this group of fellows did quite a good job in advertising. Many disciples of Litre Bucket Sect also started to shout. Finally, these people gathered into two short words: "Divine Immortal! Divine Immortal!" The shouts lasted for a long time.

The leader of the Litre Bucket Sect, Daoist Priest Yisu, performed flying on land in front of everyone. All the disciples seemed to have fallen into a collective frenzy. If it wasn't the technique of the Divine Immortal, how could they not move their legs? Flying in the sky with a calm body?

Just based on this performance, it wasn't too much to say that he was a Divine Immortal.

But, hey, why did you say performance?

Many of the disaster victims also saw the scene of flying in the sky from afar. They couldn't help but believe in the Litre Bucket Sect and the Cult Master.

Zhang Jingxuan felt a little dizzy when he heard the "deities" clamoring all over the place.

What about the deities? Wasn't it common to call them 'goddesses'?

However, it was better to forget about it. If a girl looked like Daoist Priest Yisu... Ah, it was a sin to think about it.

However, if Zhang Jingxuan wasn't curious at all, it would be a lie. How did this priest do it? It seemed like he must have something to do with the other three. Because the four of them were moving at the same speed, it should be the other three using invisible threads or other things. The fixed traction brought Daoist Priest Yisu along, which gave Daoist Priest Yisu the illusion that he was flying on land.

This also meant that Daoist Priest Yisu was sitting in an invisible carriage. The remaining three people were the three good horses in the shaft. Thinking of this, Zhang Jingxuan smiled, but there was also a trace of seriousness in his smile. Because this seemed to be a little trick, but to do it so naturally without leaving any traces behind. Actually, it was quite difficult as well.

Not only did it require the three of them to have the same skill and run exactly the same, Daoist Priest Yisu also had to maintain his stability and look as if he was floating in the air. He thought about how he was being dragged, pulled, and carried forward. He didn't feel comfortable at all.