Chapter 742: Tiantong Church's Battle to Establish Its Authority

Zhang Zhiwei was two heads taller than Zhang Huaiyi. It was not appropriate to put his hand on his shoulder, but it was just right to put it on his head.

"..." Zhang Huaiyi knocked Zhang Zhiwei's hand away. He was not a child. How could the big-eared general save his face when his head was pressed like this?

"By the way, senior brother, did you deal with that bastard named Edward Sassoon?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

"Clean and neat!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Beautiful! Tell us about the process quickly. Did you encounter a strong enemy? How did you attack? How did you deal with it afterwards..." Tian Jinzhong asked hurriedly.

"Senior brother always kills but does not bury!" Zhang Huaiyi whispered beside him: "It is probably floating on the sea now!"

After a pause, he added: "If the premise is that there is a complete body, if it is beaten into powder, it may be floating in the wind."

"Huaiyi, you still know senior brother better!" Tian Jinzhong said, "I really want to know what those foreigners look like after they boarded the ship!"

"There is no chance anymore!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

The two were stunned.

"That was a big cruise ship," Zhang Huaiyi said in surprise, "You sank it?"

Zhang Zhiwei did not hide it and roughly described how he sank the cruise ship.

"The magic weapon, the flying sword to kill demons, plus the thunder method... the power is so huge!" Zhang Huaiyi muttered to himself.

This was not the first time he heard of the Flying Thunder Sword. Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong had talked about it several times.

He actually knew the mystery contained in this sword, and once wanted to replicate it, but was stopped at the step of performing the thunder method and enchanting the sword.

The reason why Zhang Zhiwei was able to cast dozens of layers of thunder on the Flying Thunder Sword was because he cut off the generation reaction of the thunder method in advance, turning it into the original Qi, accumulating continuously, and finally detonating it all at once.

And Zhang Huaiyi could not cut off this reaction, so he could only cast a thunder on the magic sword, and the power was naturally far less than Zhang Zhiwei.

At this time, Zhang Huaiyi suddenly thought, during this period, I have been trying my best to chase my senior brother and prove myself, so many things depend on myself.

But in fact, my senior brother is in front, why should I go far away? Isn't it enough to stand on his shoulders and learn his methods? Find an opportunity to find out the difficulties! !

In the past, Zhang Huaiyi was very repulsive to this idea, so even if Zhang Zhiwei was better than him, he had been dormant, never asking for advice, and not exposing himself.

But now, he couldn't tell when he was no longer repulsive to this kind of thing, and even had a little... expectation.

Zhang Huaiyi was in deep thought, and after hearing that Zhang Zhiwei had killed all the people on the cruise ship, Tian Jinzhong pointed at the surrendered foreigners in the resettlement area and said:

"Brother, what about those people? How do you plan to deal with them? Just kill them like the cruise ship?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Zhiwei coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "Jinzhong, we are Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, not gangsters from Longhu Hall. You know how to kill people all day long. The atmosphere of our Longhu Mountain has been corrupted by you."

"…………"

Tian Jinzhong was speechless. It was you who killed people, so how come I am the one who corrupted the atmosphere?

"So what do you want to do?" he asked.

"Let the fat man deal with it." Zhang Zhiwei said. As he thought before, he had no intention of interfering too much in the affairs of the church.

"By the way, why didn't you follow Huaiyi just now? Don't you want to learn the mask of the godhead?"

Tian Jinzhong waved his hand and said, "Not really, but I feel that I am already very satisfied with the priesthood arranged by Fatty for me, and I have no intention of competing with Huaiyi for the limelight."

Besides, even if I compete, I can't compete... He silently added in his heart.

Wang Ai was beaten by Zhang Huaiyi, and out of some kind of revenge, he was arranged not very well, like a Di Ting.

But Wang Ai and Tian Jinzhong have a good relationship, and there is no private goods. Tian Jinzhong is the golden body guardian of the Tiantong Sect Master in the church, and the messenger who issues the oracle.

Tian Jinzhong felt quite satisfied, so he didn't toss.

Besides, he was not so anxious to play himself. His current practice focus is still on the attack and defense of the Golden Light Curse and the Tiantong Finger.

He told Zhang Zhiwei his thoughts.

Zhang Zhiwei patted him on the shoulder and affirmed his decision.

When practicing the mask of the godhead, one will inevitably face the backlash of the power of faith, even if it is to play oneself. When the sexual power reaches a certain level, there is no need to practice it forcefully.

Zhang Huaiyi glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, and said in his heart, pat Jinzhong's shoulder, pat my head, as expected, the height still misled me!

When I look for a wife in the future, I must find a tall one. I have suffered enough from the loss of insufficient height in my life, and I can't let my son and grandson be like this.

On the other side, Wang Ai in front received the surrendered ghosts and took them away, let them eat and drink well, and then sent them back to the Municipal Council.

These people in the security team witnessed the whole picture, saw the arrival of the big-eared god general and even the Tiantong Sect Master, and put them back, which can show the prestige of our sect, deter the ghosts, and let him know what kind of opponent he is facing. It can be said that there is no harm.

If they are killed, it is just a simple venting of anger, and no benefit will be obtained. There is no benefit.

Wang Ai is a smart man, so he naturally knew this would be the choice.

When things in the resettlement area were settled, the disputes in other places were also almost settled.

In this bloody battle, except for a few insignificant places, most of the victory was won by the Tiantong Church.

After all, there is a guard hall stationed in the Magic City. The guard hall is a branch hall on the surface, but it is actually a full-fledged hall with all the pillars and beams. A large number of immortals can be assigned to help, and basically every place is guarded by immortals.

In general gangs, even if there are extraordinary people, they are often double-flowered red sticks and gold-medal thugs, and it is impossible to assign them to every group of younger brothers.

Ordinary gang members, facing the immortals, no matter how ruthless they are, how ruthless can they be?

Moreover, in addition to the immortals, Yongxin Company also has extraordinary people, and even several of the Thirteen Taibao in the Magic City are used by Yongxin Company, such as the driver and his eight hundred driver gangs.

At night, the driver brought his eight hundred men to transport the corpses in the rickshaws that picked up passengers during the day, and threw the corpses into the Huangpu River one by one.

The people in the rickshaw gang are very good at handling corpses. They know that there are too many dead people, so they just throw them in. If they float up densely tomorrow, it will have a bad impact. So they tie a big stone to the feet of each corpse and then sink it to the bottom of the river.

After everything was done, the rickshaw drivers wiped off the bloodstains on the rickshaws and dragged the rickshaws to the door of the Great Magic City Nightclub to wait for customers.

Recently, a top singer named White Rose appeared in the Great Magic City Nightclub. She is very popular for her singing and there are endless people coming to support her. It's just right to go there to earn some extra money.

At the same time, in the Municipal Council, a huge mirror was erected in a windowless secret room.

A foreigner in a black suit with blond hair and blue eyes stood in front of the mirror. He is the president and general manager of the Municipal Council, named Bruce.

Although the board of directors is the largest in the Municipal Council, the board of directors generally does not directly interfere with the operation of the concession. Therefore, in the Municipal Council, he, the president, basically has the final say.

Many actions of the Municipal Council today were also approved by him. There was no other way. The Sassoon family was very powerful, and several sensible people were their people. He could not refuse Edward Sassoon's order, so he cooperated with his actions.

In Bruce's view, dealing with a group of gangsters was easy. Even if the resettlement area was demolished, even if there were deaths, it was nothing. The lives of the natives here were cheap, and no one cared no matter how many died.

But the result of the matter was beyond his expectations. No one succeeded. The people sent by the Municipal Council to find trouble with Yongxin returned empty-handed. The key was that they remembered nothing after returning. They were confused and seemed to be under a sorcery.

This made Bruce jump in his heart. He had long known that the people here were good at using spells similar to shamanism. These people were probably like this.

However, he was not worried about these. He graduated from the School of Magic in London and was not afraid of this kind of witchcraft.

But the news brought back by the people he sent to demolish the resettlement area of ​​the Tiantong Church really frightened him.

Tiantong Church and Yongxin are deeply bound together. In order to successfully dismantle it, he not only sent out several aliens, but also more than 200 soldiers, the so-called security team.

But unexpectedly, they were defeated in the end. Except for a few people who escaped back by themselves, most of the people were sent back by the archbishop of Tiantong Church, and a pile of charred corpses that were no longer human were sent back.

From the mouths of these survivors, he learned the whole story. "Big Ear God General" and "Tiantong Sect Leader", these two titles made his heart tremble.

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As a knowledgeable magician, he has seen some so-called "gods". He has even dealt with the devilish "list".

But the abilities exerted by these gods and ghosts are mostly sinister and treacherous.

And the leader and god general of the Tiantong Church actually used thunder, which is the mighty power of heaven. As long as it is a "god", as long as it is related to thunder, there is no simple thing.

He immediately wanted to contact Edward to say goodbye to this matter, but he didn't expect that he couldn't contact him at all, just like a stone sinking into the sea.

At this time, he couldn't contact him, and Bruce was worried that something might happen, so he came to the secret room.

Bruce looked at the magic mirror in front of him. This is an alchemical item that can be used for divination.

No matter what system it is, if it involves prophecy, there will be a great backlash.

The aliens in the alchemical system are far inferior to the aliens in the refining body in terms of their own abilities, and they can't withstand the backlash.

Therefore, they created alchemical objects that can resist the backlash to some extent.

At this moment, the mirror in front of Brooke is it.

He began to chant the spell, and the magic mirror emitted a faint light. The mirror surface moved like water waves, and the picture began to appear inside.

On a sunny sea, an exquisitely shaped cruise ship was parked on the sea. He recognized that this was the cruise ship of the Sassoon family.

"Is the signal at sea not good?" As soon as he thought of this in his heart, he saw a blazing electric light appear in the mirror.

The lightning left a long tail in the sky, and the flame of the tail touched the sea level, raising a large amount of water vapor.

"Lightning, could it be from the Tiantong Church..."

Thinking of a certain possibility, Bruce's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then he saw a scene that made him shudder.

The lightning, like an eraser, scratched a hole on the cruise ship that almost cut it in half.

Bruce clenched his hands tightly, even though he hadn't seen the scene of Edward Sassoon's death, but he already had the answer in his heart.

In this situation, Edward was dead and no one could save him, not even God...

Although he often said that God was omnipotent, he had never seen God, but he had seen the Tiantong Sect Leader.

"Oh my God!"

Bruce took a deep breath and continued to look at the picture in the mirror. Suddenly, he felt a little cold. In the windowless secret room, a cold wind seemed to blow deep into his bones.

He felt a little uneasy, as if someone was looking down at him.

Then he saw a figure appear in the mirror in front of him. The man was surrounded by golden light and thunder, standing in the air.

"Is this the Tiantong Sect Leader, or the Big Ear God General? The ears are not big, it should be the Sect Leader."

Bruce thought to himself, but then he was horrified to find that the Tiantong Sect Leader in the mirror suddenly turned his head and looked over.

"Is there someone behind him?" He thought subconsciously.

But soon, he realized that it was not that there was someone behind the Tiantong Sect Leader, but... the Tiantong Sect Leader was looking at him.

How could this be possible... He screamed in his heart and quickly chanted a spell to stop divination.

But the situation had already gone out of control. The magic mirror did not stop sharing, and the surface of the mirror twisted and trembled like waves.

The figure surrounded by lightning in the mirror had a pair of eyes emitting golden flames. The pupils were as bright as big stars, and they ejected highly concentrated beams of light, as if they wanted to pass through the mirror and shoot him to death.

And he could only stand there stupidly, waiting to be killed, without the ability to resist, and even couldn't scream.

But at the moment when the golden flames spread from the mirror, the mirror suddenly shattered and the flames collapsed.

The Tiantong Sect Leader in the mirror looked at him deeply and disappeared without a trace.

Bruce fell to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at his palm that was cut by the collapse of the mirror just now. His palm was bleeding, but he didn't care about the pain and immediately escaped from the secret room.

"It's terrible, it's terrible. I was just seen by Tongtian Sect Master. I have to leave. Get out of here quickly!"

Bruce stumbled all the way out and ran into Li Qingbai, the Chinese manager of the President's General Office. This made his eyes light up and he grabbed Li Qingbai's hand.

"Manager Li, I need to go away for a while. From now on, my work in the President's General Office will be handed over to you."

"By the way, don't care about the Tiantong Church no matter what they do. If they come to you, do what they ask."

"I have something else to do. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, without waiting for Li Qingbai to reply, Bruce rushed out and quickly disappeared into the night.