Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

Chapter 123 Dismembering the Leg! Hua Lai! Di Jiang: You perverted bastard, why are you taking off m

Dijiang rode that dilapidated electric wheelchair...

A stylish drift.

It firmly blocked the path of the Taoist Ran Deng.

He supported himself on one leg, with one hand on the handle.

With his other hand, he skillfully pulled out the ancestral broken stretcher from his crotch.

"Hey, isn't this Old Lantern Burner?"

Dijiang raised his chin, his nostrils flared, and began to make sarcastic remarks with an arrogant tone.

"I already let you off the hook last time at Shouyang Mountain."

"I never expected this, you actually came to my door today?"

"What's wrong? You can't stand not getting ripped off by me for a day?"

"Are you trying to submit to your, Brother Dijiang's, majesty again?"

The Taoist Ran Deng looked at Di Jiang's shameless face, like a dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water.

His previously aloof and superior demeanor instantly crumbled.

He pointed at Dijiang's nose and started cursing.

"Pooh!"

"You have absolutely no authority!"

"The head of the twelve ancestral witches, he does nothing but shirk his responsibilities all day long."

"You're just disgusting everyone around you, aren't you disgusting?!"

"You're just a complete troublemaker right now, everyone avoids you!"

Despite the scathing rebuke from Ran Deng, Di Jiang remained unperturbed.

Instead, he stretched out a thick finger and picked his nose in an unseemly manner.

Then, he flicked his fingernails.

He looked at the lamp with an expression that seemed to see through the truth of the universe, and asked in a low voice.

"Old Ran Deng, you're wrong about that."

"If I were a troublemaker..."

"Then what happened to you guys that I messed up... weren't you just shit?"

The Taoist Ran Deng paused for two seconds, his mind unconsciously following Di Jiang's logic to deduce the reasoning.

next moment.

"vomit!"

The lamp's face was disgusting.

My stomach churned violently, and I frantically waved my hands to interrupt.

"Stop, stop, stop! Shut up!"

"Your logic is fucking vicious!"

Dijiang chuckled, seeing that the disgusting man had achieved his goal, and prepared to get down to business.

He raised the stretcher in his hand, just as he was about to lay it down on the ground, when he shouted that he had hit someone.

However, having learned his lesson once, the Taoist Ran Deng was even faster this time!

"Trying to extort me? Dream on!"

Swish!

With a flick of his wrist, the shimmering gold-plated rose instantly appeared in his hand.

The moment Dijiang saw that rose.

Although I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is.

But based on his experience of being beaten up many times.

He instinctively sensed a dangerous aura.

"not good!"

Dijiang sensed something was wrong and subconsciously glanced behind Randeng out of the corner of his eye.

really!

On the roof of the General's Mansion below.

Zhao Gongming stood there with a broad smile on his face.

He held a top-quality photographic stone high in his hand.

Seeing Dijiang looking over, Zhao Gongming waved enthusiastically and greeted him.

"Hey, Uncle Dijiang, look at the camera~"

"Holy crap, Zhao Laohei's selling weapons again!"

Dijiang was so frightened that he lost his mind and no longer cared about extorting money from people.

He quickly twisted the throttle on the wheelchair.

They were about to launch an operation to make the shrimp catchers escape.

However, starting a wheelchair requires drifting and rocking forward.

However, the spellcasting of the lamp is instantaneous!

The Taoist Ran Deng's eyes were filled with fervor.

He crushed the gold-plated rose in his hand.

At the same time, he let out a thunderous roar at an extremely fast pace.

"Dislocate the legs!!!"

hum!

An invisible law of cause and effect struck Dijiang instantly.

"Ouch!"

Dijiang felt a numbness in his legs.

He instantly lost all sensation.

He fell straight off his wheelchair.

With a thud, it collapsed heavily onto the clouds.

"My legs, my legs have gone numb!"

Dijiang slapped his thigh in terror.

There was no reaction at all.

A piercing scream immediately followed.

"Quickly, quickly go and fetch the best healer to help me heal, I'm paralyzed!"

However, the combo attack of the lamp-burning lamp had only just begun.

His eyes gleamed as he stared at Dijiang lying on the ground.

It's like looking at a huge treasure.

He continued to frantically spout that procurement mantra:

"head!"

With a whoosh, the hairpin on Dijiang's head disappeared instantly, leaving his hair disheveled.

"First!"

The innate beast hide soft armor that Dijiang was wearing, which had extremely strong defensive capabilities, had disappeared.

"Gun! Chest strap! Backpack!"

Swish swish!

Dijiang's storage bag hanging from his waist.

He held a rare and precious treasure in his hand.

Even the few spiritual fruits hidden in his crotch.

They all vanished without a trace in an instant!

Finally, the Taoist Ran Deng clasped his hands together abruptly.

It unleashed that ultimate roar that resonated with the soul.

"Hana-lai!!!"

Splash!

As the words "flowers arrive" fell.

The possession-style looting technique is now complete!

All that could be seen was in the arms of the Taoist Ran Deng.

Suddenly, a huge pile of loot appeared.

In contrast, consider the Dijiang River on land.

At this moment, all of his outer clothing had completely disappeared.

All that's left is a pair of underwear with a very primitive feel, decorated with small floral prints!

A cold wind blew by.

Dijiang shuddered.

He stared in horror at his naked body.

He then looked at the pile of clothes and magical artifacts that belonged to him that Randeng was holding in his hands.

He clutched his chest tightly with both hands.

She let out a humiliating and devastating scream.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Old Ran Deng, you perverted bastard!"

"What exactly are you trying to do?!"

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Why are you taking my clothes off?!"

"You're despicable!"

The Taoist Ran Deng was carrying a pile of spoils.

Looking at Tei-jiang, who was only wearing his underwear.

A relieved and satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He sneered and said smugly.

"Hmph, that's called giving them a taste of their own medicine!"

"To deal with a disgusting creature like you, you need even more disgusting methods!"

"Now, do you still think you, Brother Dijiang, are awesome?"

Dijiang was on the verge of tears, watching as Randeng seemed about to deliver the final blow.

He endured the numbness in his legs and slammed his hands on the ground.

Using the momentum, he sprang up and landed precisely on the electric wheelchair that hadn't yet been taken away.

"Buzzing!"

The engine started, and the background music "Catch the Shrimp" instantly began to play.

Dijiang gripped the handlebars with one hand and drifted away frantically.

He turned back, tears of humiliation streaming down his face, leaving behind a resentful and harsh remark.

"Randeng, you just wait!"

"Don't let me catch you during your initial animation next time, I'll definitely beat you to a pulp!!"

Whoosh!

Dijiang, wearing only underwear.

It transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

……

He watched as Dijiang fled in disarray.

The Taoist Ran Deng excitedly landed on the roof of the General's Mansion.

Holding a pile of spoils, he looked like a victorious old general.

I shared this with Zhao Gongming like crazy.

"Hahaha, Junior Nephew Zhao, your magic weapon is amazing!"

"It's so useful! It's so amazing!"

"Not only can they subdue people, they can also strip them naked!"

"This is practically robbery... no, it's the ultimate weapon for punishing evil and promoting good!"

Randeng stuffed Dijiang's storage bag into his arms and patted his chest to assure him.

"Nephew, I am deeply grateful!"

"From now on, if you ever need anything in the primordial world, just ask me for help!"

"Anyone who dares to mess with you, I'll go up there and break their legs!"

Zhao Gongming also politely returned the gesture with a cupped-hand salute.

"You're too kind, Uncle-Master. As long as the magic weapon works, that's fine."

"This is all for the sake of maintaining peace and justice in the primordial world."

At this moment, in the courtyard below.

Cihang, Wenshu, and Taiyi were gathered together.

They pressed their heads together, repeatedly watching the footage that had just been recorded in the recording stone.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at Uncle-Master Dijiang's muscles, and those floral underwear..."

"Absolutely amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Master Taiyi rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"If we take this image stone and sell it to other ancestral witches in the witch clan..."

"We'll definitely get a good price for this! We're rich!"

In the corner, Li Jing, whose face was bruised and swollen from being repeatedly tortured by his three sons, lay.

He was silently watching all of this.

He looked at the spirited Master Ran Deng.

Then she recalled the pitiful state of Dijiang, who had been publicly stripped naked and left only in his underwear.

Li Jing's expression gradually changed.

From initial resistance and despair, it slowly transformed into a strange fervor and a sense of relief.

"Even a quasi-saint like my master is willing to go to any lengths, even abandoning his shame, to become stronger..."

"Even a primordial overlord like Senior Dijiang had his clothes ripped off in public..."

"I, Li Jing, am merely a minor general of Chen Tang Pass. What do I have to hold onto?"

"Saving face is nothing!"