Chapter 172: Establishing Authority

"With the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, are you qualified to be the lord of a city? Fellow Daoist Li, I think you are getting old and confused."

Du Zhaodong looked at Li Xiaozhi with a smile in his eyes, but his words were merciless.

Li Xiaozhi was stunned when he heard this, thinking, what does this have to do with me, why are you pointing the finger at me?

Du Zhaodong saw Li Xiaozhi's stunned expression, and smiled even more proudly, and continued: "In order to balance the Lu family, you Li family are willing to let the younger generation of the Lu family ride on your head in the late stage of foundation building. It is really admirable."

"But you can be a turtle, I, Du, can't do it," Du Zhaodong flicked his long sleeves, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and looked at everyone.

The faces of the Lu and Li families, as well as Bai Yutian and Tan Hongyu, who were building their foundations, were all different. Tan Hongyu even covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Daoyou Du is indeed very courageous. He is more than ten times stronger than Daoyou Bai. I admire him."

"That's right. I, Bai, don't have Daoyou Du's courage." Bai Yutian was not annoyed when he heard Tan Hongyu compare him to him. Instead, he smiled and said, "Anyway, I, Bai, agree that City Lord Lu should be the city lord. If anyone dares to question it, I, Bai, will be the first to disagree!"

After saying that, Bai Yutian secretly paid attention to Lu Ya's expression. Seeing that he was still calm, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that he was flattering the horse's leg?

Du Zhaodong looked at the two men with a little doubt, not quite understanding what they meant by this, but now the time had come for the arrow to be shot, so he looked at Li Xiaozhi and shouted: "Li Xiaozhi, do you dare to compete with me? The winner will be the Lord of Yongze City, and the loser will obey my orders."

Li Xiaozhi: "?"

He looked at Du Zhaodong blankly, and really couldn't understand his thoughts. He always felt that there was something wrong with his brain.

However, Li Xiaozhi still stopped his hand supporting his beard, hunched over, and slowly said: "Du Zhaodong, I suggest you talk to Lord Lu, after all, I am just a cultivator in Yongze City who is ready to be dispatched at any time.

Besides, the Lord of Yongze City is not something I can decide. I suggest you ask Lord Lu if he agrees."

"Ask him, a junior who has just entered the middle stage of foundation building, why should I ask him." Seeing Li Xiaozhi say this, Du Zhaodong thought he was afraid, and his words were even more aggressive.

"Then why are you asking me? I'm not the city lord!" Li Xiaozhi was completely furious, staring at Du Zhaodong and questioning.

The others watched the conversation between Du Zhaodong and Li Xiaozhi with a smile on their faces, as if they were watching a play. Even the hot-tempered Lu Dinghai couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, stop it all."

Lu Ya looked at Du Zhaodong, who was like a jumping clown, and finally spoke.

He leaned over slightly and looked down at Du Zhaodong: "Do you want to be the city lord?"

"The position of the city lord belongs to those with virtue. Du is not talented, but I am willing to give it a try." Du Zhaodong straightened his chest and looked directly at Lu Ya.

"Willing to die?"

Bai Yutian automatically translated Du Zhaodong's words in his mind and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The others also looked at Du Zhaodong with admiration, and praised his courage in their hearts.

Could it be that this person came to Yongze City and knew nothing about the rumors about the city lord?

Lu Ya nodded and said softly: "In this case, I will satisfy you this time."

Lu Ya believed that Du Zhaodong was not the only one who had the same idea. The monks who had recently entered the city might have more or less doubts in this regard, but they might not express it directly because of concerns.

But since Du Zhaodong was the first to come forward today, Lu Ya didn't mind killing him for the monkeys who were watching.

"Okay, the master of Lucheng is not big, but he is very courageous." Du Zhaodong was overjoyed when he heard this, and then said: "Then does the city lord want to choose a day to compete with me, or does he need to prepare for another battle?"

"No need, let's do it here." Lu Ya waved his hand and said casually.

Here?

Du Zhaodong was stunned when he heard this. You know, the battle of the foundation-building monks is not comparable to that of the small monks in the Qi training period, and the scope of the battle is not small.

"Lord Lu, do you want to go outside the palace? Otherwise, it will not be good if the city lord's palace is destroyed."

"Destroy the city lord's palace?" Lu Ya looked at the huge hall, and then looked at Du Zhaodong who was full of confidence, "No need, you go first."

"Okay." Du Zhaodong was very angry. He didn't expect that a middle-stage foundation building cultivator would dare to be so arrogant. He immediately walked to the center of the hall and took out his own magic weapon.

It was a golden sword with dazzling golden light. The sword body was extremely wide, and the blood-letting groove was deep and narrow. It was a second-level magic weapon.

Du Zhaodong held the sword, and murderous aura suddenly rose in his chest. With this magic weapon, he had killed dozens of monsters and cultivators of the same level, and then he fought his way out of the endless beast tide.

Now facing this junior in the middle stage of foundation building, it is naturally as easy as taking something out of a bag.

"Be careful, City Lord Lu."

Du Zhaodong shouted in a low voice, and his late foundation building cultivation burst out without reservation. The long sword in his hand shone with golden light, and his sharp aura suddenly spread out.

The people watching the battle were already standing at the edge of the hall, looking at Du Zhaodong with full momentum, and talking about it.

"This momentum is worthy of a senior in the late foundation building period. I wonder how many moves City Lord Lu can hold out." A mid-foundation building cultivator who recently joined Yongze City spoke solemnly.

Bai Yutian sneered and looked at the person who spoke: "If Du Zhaodong can survive for a few moves, it will be considered merciful by the city lord."

The man who had spoken earlier felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing this, and looked at Bai Yutian and asked, "Fellow Daoist Bai, do you mean that those rumors are true?"

"Humph." Bai Yutian snorted coldly, looked at him with contempt, and said nothing more.

Du Zhaodong made a hand gesture with one hand, and the magic weapon in front of him made an irrepressible humming sound, aiming at Lu Ya and about to shoot.

Suddenly, Lu Ya raised one hand slightly, and pointed his index finger at Du Zhaodong.

Du Zhaodong stood directly opposite Lu Ya, and when Lu Ya raised his hand and pointed it at him casually, a strong sense of life and death crisis emerged from his heart.

The intuition of the cultivator was frantically warning him to stay away from the other party, stay away from the other party, and don't be his enemy!

Before he could make any move, a strong blood light flashed at Lu Ya's fingertips, and then suddenly appeared in front of him.

Du Zhaodong was so frightened that his soul was surging. In just a moment, he didn't even have the chance to react, and the blood light was already close to his eyes, less than three inches away.

"Wait"

Du Zhaodong only had time to shout out one word before a sudden blood light pierced his skull, instantly killing everything he had.

Everyone saw a flash of blood light, and then Du Zhaodong fell to the ground, his breath dissipated in an instant, and he was dead.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence for a while.

The late stage of foundation building fought against the middle stage of foundation building, and the late stage of foundation building was killed instantly.

This is not cultivation no matter where it is placed.

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