My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The old Taoist priest's eyes froze, and with a wave of the Buddha dust in his hand, an invisible force rushed towards the old lady Han.

Lu Zijia's eyes narrowed slightly, her figure moved, and she instantly blocked in front of the old lady Han, and then she raised her hand and waved, and a more powerful force suddenly swept towards the old Taoist priest.

Even the original power of the Taoist priest was fully counterattacked, and he was not embarrassed at all.

"you!"

The old Taoist priest didn't seem to have imagined that Lu Zijia's strength was stronger than him.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late.

"Pff-boom-"

At the moment when the old Taoist priest was blown away, he suddenly spewed blood, which instantly dyed the soil on the ground red.

The moment when the old Taoist priest smashed the old bone to the ground, a burst of dust was stirred up, which was really spectacular.

"Cough cough - you, you know who I am, if you dare to hurt me, you are not afraid that the door behind me will ask you a crime!"

Seeing that Lu Zijia was chasing after him in an instant, and he was going to continue to attack him, the old Taoist priest panicked and threatened Lu Zijia with his identity, hoping to make Lu Zijia feel afraid.

At least, let Lu Zijia dare not kill him.

Lu Zijia looked at his attire with a half-smiling smile, and said with a bit of disgust, "Could it be that Maoshan faction again?"

The Maoshan Sect disciples she had met before were basically dressed in this costume, and they seemed to say the same thing.

"Humph! It's good to know."

Seeing that Lu Zijia knew about the Maoshan faction, the old Taoist priest changed his panic from the moment before and lifted his chin, his arrogant appearance, as if he wanted to go to heaven.

"For the sake of your youth and ignorance, as long as you kowtow to Ben Dao and admit your mistakes, Ben Dao will let go of the past, otherwise, you will just wait to be convicted by our Maoshan faction!"

As soon as the old Taoist priest said these arrogant words, Lu Zijia didn't react, and the people from the Han family changed their faces first.

"Master Lu, you mustn't let this god-killer go. Not only did he almost destroy our Han family, but he also wanted to kill this old woman just now!"

The old lady Han took a few steps forward anxiously, her wrinkled old face was full of urgency and anxiety.

"Mom, don't do this, Master Lu has helped us a lot, we can't make Master Lu embarrassed."

Although Han Jianmin didn't want to let go of the old Taoist priest, he had to endure it temporarily in order not to implicate innocent people.

Yao Shuyi didn't speak, but she looked at Lu Zijia with a bit of expectation.

Mrs. Han was reluctant. It could be seen that her son's attitude was firm, and she looked at Lu Zijia, who was still in his prime. In the end, she didn't speak again, looking sad and resigned.

When the old Taoist priest saw them like this, he couldn't help but feel even more proud.

In fact, Lu Zijia really stepped on his face and crushed him rudely.

"You, you... there's no reason, you dare..."

His old face was trampled under his feet, and the old Taoist priest suddenly trembled with anger, as if he had epilepsy.

Before the old Taoist priest could finish speaking, Lu Zijia stepped down again, facing his old face on the other side, "I've already stepped on it, and you still ask me if I dare, isn't it nonsense?"

A sturdy old Taoist was trampled again. His old face was flushed with shame and anger, and his eyes staring at Lu Zijia were full of viciousness. A dry old hand was hiding behind his back, thinking he was doing little tricks unknowingly. .