High Martial Arts: Logging 10,000 Years Into The Future - Chapter 108

Chapter 108

The middle-aged man in the suit spoke softly and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the open space at the entrance of the village as if he had teleported.

Behind him, those villagers of the Immortal Forest Village were still hanging. A few of them had stopped struggling and were hanging on the silver thread like puppets. Their faces were dark purple.

“I thought there was something, but it turned out to be just a useless old man. A superficial Level 2 Spiritual Master, crude skills, it’s simply a disgrace to the word spiritual master …”

The middle-aged man in the suit said with disappointment.

Tang Maolin’s face was ashen as he shouted coldly.

“Wu Xijing, you’re going too far!”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shook it. Many small dark brown iron beads flew out from his sleeve. They were densely packed and flew towards the middle-aged man in the suit like a net.

The middle-aged man in the suit didn’t even look and stretched out a hand towards Tang Maolin. Those silver threads that were originally binding the villagers suddenly retracted and then flew out of his sleeve, forming a cluster to meet those iron beads head-on.

The two collided and made a crisp ding-ding, dang-dang sound.

Iron beads were instantly repelled out. Tang Maolin’s face was pale as a large amount of sweat rolled down from his forehead. He stepped back step by step.

“Go, take Nannan and leave!” Tang Maolin turned his head with difficulty and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

The beautiful woman woke up from her dream and quickly ran in the direction where Lu Sheng was, not far away.

The middle-aged man in the suit saw this scene and casually ordered his men behind him with a relaxed face.

“Kill Tang Maolin’s wife and daughter first, then deal with the rest.”

“Yes.” The two men in suits released Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan in their hands and disappeared in a flash.

Two black shadows almost simultaneously rushed towards the beautiful woman and Nannan a few meters away. The skinny old man’s eyes flashed. Just as he was about to make a move, a silver thread came out of nowhere.

He turned his head abruptly and the silver thread pierced through his shoulder, causing blood to gush out.

Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan broke free and wanted to escape.

But the middle-aged man in the suit did something to them. The two felt their bodies go limp and their Qi and blood lurched. They couldn’t exert any strength and were even weaker than an ordinary person.

Tang Maolin hurriedly controlled the iron beads and tried to break away from the battle to stop the two men in suits. But he was tightly entangled by dozens of silver threads.

The black iron beads were like a flock of sparrows in a net in the midst of the silver threads, running around aimlessly.

“Wu Xijing, you deserve to die!” Tang Maolin was anxious, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The middle-aged man in the suit smiled and said lightly: “Don’t worry Tang Maolin, I will let you see how your wife and daughter die with your own eyes.”

“I’ll play with you slowly …”

At this time, the two men in suits were already close to the beautiful woman and Nannan. A few young villagers rushed up to stop them, but they were casually sent flying by the strong men.

Two burly figures that were nearly two meters tall walked forward step by step. Like two stone walls, they quickly covered the three figures of the beautiful woman and her two companions.

Tang Maolin’s eyes showed deep despair.

In the distance, Zheng Dandan also opened her eyes wide and said a name with trembling lips.

“Lu Sheng …” The smile on the middle-aged man’s face became brighter and brighter, but his eyes gradually turned cold.

He glanced around and saw the despair and desolation in everyone’s eyes. He said coldly: “Do you regret it?

It’s too late for regrets now. You chose to offend me, you should have known that sooner or later you would have … ”

The middle-aged man in the suit didn’t finish his words.

Boom!

A sharp sound like a cannonball tearing through the air interrupted his words.

The middle-aged man in the suit turned his head and his pupils contracted in the next second.

In the reflection of his eyes, two burly figures that looked like gunny sacks were rapidly enlarging and closing in on him …

“Damn it!” The middle-aged man in the suit had no time to react.

The powerful spiritual power belonging to a Level 3 Spiritual Master burst out. The huge spiritual power almost turned from invisible into tangible instantly, showing ripple-like traces in the air in front of the middle-aged man.

But under the two cannonball-like burly bodies, the ripples were quickly cut up and cleared.

Rings of umbrella-shaped ripples spread around.

His unreserved spiritual attack only managed to slightly slow down the speed of the two black shadows.

The middle-aged man’s pupils constricted again, almost subconsciously choosing to end the game of cat and mouse with Tang Maolin.

Dozens of silver webs were like frightened white worms, penetrating all the iron balls in an instant, exploding into clouds of iron mist.

Then they quickly retracted, drawing out a sharp sonic boom in the air.

Dozens of silver webs interwove into a delicate and fine net in front of the middle-aged man, blocking the path of the two black shadows.

Bang!

It wasn’t a loud sound.

The two burly bodies slammed heavily on the silver net.

The back of his suit almost instantly burst open, with bloody marks on them. And the silver net was also smashed into an exaggerated and shocking depression by the terrifying impact of the two bodies.

There was no support point around the silver net.

Or rather.

The support point was the spiritual power of the middle-aged man wearing a suit. His spiritual power was like an invisible hand, tightly grasping the corners of the silver net, trying to push it open.

The middle-aged man’s forehead oozed dense sweat in an instant. He gritted his teeth, small blue veins popped out at the corners of his eyes. Obviously, his spiritual power had been pushed to the extreme.

But even so, his body still moved back unconsciously.

The expensive and exquisite black leather shoes ploughed a clear trace in the mud, rolling up a large patch of grass.

The impact pushed him more than ten meters away, and the terrifying impact … was finally completely offset.

Bang!

Bang!

Two tattered and bloody bodies fell to the ground.

It couldn’t be more clear. These two were the ones sent by the middle-aged man to kill Tang Maolin’s wife and daughter.

Unfortunately, it had turned into a battlefield of the two forces, and the two were already dead. Perhaps, they were dead even before their bodies even hit the ground.

The expressions on their faces were still frozen in shock and astonishment, still unable to process the pain.

Only a deep fist mark remained on their chest and abdomen.

It almost pierced through their bodies.

Everyone was stunned.

They couldn’t make a sound, and looked in one direction with a blank expression.

There was a pale and sluggish beautiful woman. Little Nannan, with a confused expression, hadn’t figured out what had happened.

And …

A handsome young man who didn’t even have time to put down his backpack, and stood in front of the two with a calm face.

“Nannan, close your eyes, don’t look.” The young man spoke softly.

“Oh.”

Little Nannan responded and obediently covered her eyes with her two fair and tender hands, but her eyes couldn’t help but blink curiously through the gaps between her fingers.

To her, this might as well be a game of hide-and-seek.

The young man took off the backpack on his back and gently placed it on the grass beside his feet.

Then … He continued to calmly look ahead.

Lu Sheng …