Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass

Liu Jun stared in shock. This young Daoist is way too fierce!

Then, another shopboy walked out of the inn. This one had a pair of dead-fish eyes, which looked lifeless and unfocused. Yet his smile was unnervingly bright.

“Sir, please come inside.” He bowed deeply, enthusiastically inviting Li Yanchu in.

“Alright!” Li Yanchu nodded.

And the moment the shopboy turned to lead the way, he repeated the same technique. The knife flashed, then the dead-fish-eyed shopboy’s head fell to the ground.

Then came the heavy and merciless hammer, smashing the head to pulp. Just like that, the second shopboy was eliminated.

The power continued awakening inside his body, and his power was now at the intermediate first realm.

At this time, Liu Jun’s scalp tingled from witnessing the young Daoist’s methods. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she breathed; she was incredibly excited.

The ghosts here... seemed pretty easy to kill!?

In truth, although Li Yanchu’s cultivation was sealed, his martial arts experience remained, and his physical strength was far superior to an ordinary person.

It was like Linghu Chong[1] using the Dugu Nine Swords without internal energy; he was still extremely deadly, as he was a technical master.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t have been able to handle the jiangshi earlier with its speed, strength, and defense. Even these shopboys had quick reflexes, and their eyes carried soul-stealing terror. But they didn’t seem to affect Li Yanchu at all.