All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lyu Hongying quickly lowered her head. This Level 1 deacon was famous for having a weird temper in Martial Tower.    

    

He looked kind and kind, but in fact, he was an extremely ruthless executioner. As long as the Devil Cultivator he caught was alive, let alone alive... There wasn't even a corpse that could be pieced together. Those who fought him died a miserable death. And every time, he would find a proper reason to kill his opponent. The Level 1 deacon had been working for so many years, and its reputation was extremely bad. However, it was still as stable as Mount Tai.    

    

If he were to speak to someone like this one more time, he might have to pay the price of his life. Therefore, Lyu Hongying did not dare to look at him anymore. She immediately shrank back.    

    

Lin Yu smiled and said, "A dignified Level 2 deacon can't even deal with a small Devil Cultivator. What a disgrace! Looks like the Martial Tower is going to be cleaned up. "    

    

Although Lin Yu's face was smiling, his eyes were filled with a cold light.    

    

Lyu Hongying didn't dare to reply. She wanted to shrink into a ball.    

    

Lin Yu didn't have the time to continue talking nonsense with Lyu Hongying. He grabbed Lin Bai with one hand. With a stomp of his foot, his body floated away like a cool breeze. Although his body was fat, his movement technique was one of the best in Martial Tower. In this aspect, even Wu Qian was no match for him.    

    

Lyu Hongying only got up when she saw Lin Yu walk away.    

    

"Looks like Lo Tian is dead for sure!"    

    

Lyu Hongying was already sure that Lo Tian was not a match for her. With Lin Yu's help, there was no way Lo Tian could escape.    

    

But to turn around and go back, Lyu Hongying's heart was filled with unwillingness. She could not watch Lo Tian die. There was always resentment in her chest that she could not swallow.    

    

After thinking about it for a while, Lyu Hongying decided to follow and take a look.    

    

...    

    

On the other side, Lo Tian felt that he had used up too much of his Martial Qi. He had already activated the Mountain Swallowing Spell to its limit.    

    

At the same time, he stuffed all the pills he had in his storage into his mouth as if they were free. He looked into the distance. According to his calculations, this place was not far from the Martial Tower's Main Tower.    

    

Faster, faster. Lo Tian clearly knew that the commotion just now was enough to make all the deacons rush over. He could handle one Level 2 deacon, but what about a pile of them?    

    

Lo Tian kept looking around, and from time to time, he could hear all kinds of rushing wind sounds. At the same time, he was also holding his own communication spar. Actually, he could also receive all kinds of news from the other deacons inside the communication spar. Martial Tower had yet to react in time to stop his communication spar.    

    

At this moment, there were also other deacons shouting in disbelief within the communication spar. "Impossible! Deacon Lu actually lost!"    

    

"The Level 2 deacon didn't even stop him?"    

    

"Does he really have the ability to resist the Level 1 deacon?"    

    

"Wah! Looks like he still relied on his own strength to kill Wu Qian!"    

    

Lo Tian closed the communication spar. The way these rich people spent their points to chat in the communication spar made Lo Tian feel ashamed. At such a young age, they actually didn't even want money for nonsense.    

    

But through their nonsense, Lo Tian roughly knew that after he defeated Lyu Hongying, at least the deacon with average strength and cultivation did not dare to chase after him. Perhaps these low-ranking officers who did not know the truth really thought of him as a powerful devil.    

    

This was actually quite good for his current situation. In the deacons' world, there was a saying that was always true.    

    

If you are called a devil by the executors, then you better really be.    

    

Lo Tian continued to walk forward. As he walked, he quickly changed his clothes. At the same time, he used the Incarnation Spell to change his body as much as possible to change his body shape. He wanted to make his body not look like his original self.    

    

Such an ability could only be considered a small trick. If he had used it from the start, the effect would have been very poor. The executives were not fools. There were many ways to deal with such small tricks.    

    

But now, after a few fierce battles. Lo Tian felt that it had caused these deacons to have a habit of thinking. They should have already determined that Lo Tian was the kind of person who would not take off his deacon's robe even if he was killed.    

    

At this time, the Incarnation Spell's little trick might have an effect.    

    

Not long after, Lo Tian turned into a slightly taller man. His shoulders and back were wide, like a wall. He put on the robe that he had prepared for Fatty Zhang. It was just right for him to put it on now.    

    

In less than ten breaths' time, Lo Tian had finished changing. In terms of disguising himself, he was definitely not bad in the deacon of Martial Tower. Even if he could not compare to Qian Huan, he was much stronger than an ordinary deacon.    

    

Once again walking to the bustling street, this street seemed to be in a state of a clean street. Not far away, there were deacons and guards of the Capital Guard Division chasing away the crowd with tokens.    

    

"Move aside, move aside, deacons are handling the case. Disperse!"    

    

The crowd was driven to the two sides. The deacons looked at them first, then the guards of the Capital Guard Division waved their hands and said, "Don't delay. Go home quickly. No one was allowed to receive outsiders. If there was anything, report it immediately. Quick! Quick! Quick! "    

    

There were more than ten people in total, and they searched the entire street like sieves. Lo Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. He only paid attention to the few deacons at the front. The other people seemed to be quite strong, but they were actually a second-grade. Four level 3.    

    

If they were caught, it would definitely be a life and death battle. Lo Tian held his breath, not daring to have any distracting thoughts. He walked forward, sticking close to the side of the road.    

    

"That big one, turn around and take a look!"    

    

The leader of the Level 2 deacon glanced at Lo Tian. It could not be helped. Lo Tian's current height was really too eye-catching. But because of this, the deacons obviously didn't notice anything. A person's thoughts had a habit. When an ordinary person finished disguising themselves, they would make themselves as ordinary as possible. Or maybe even shorter.    

    

Only Lo Tian would choose to become bigger. This was the key to inverse inspection that he had learned in Old Ghost Pang's book.    

    

Although he hated Old Ghost Pang to the core right now, this did not stop him from learning all of Old Ghost Pang's tricks.    

    

Lo Tian slowly raised his head, revealing a face that looked like the scene of a car accident.    

    

That's right, he had almost twisted his face, making people feel horrified just by looking at him.    

    

"Aiyo! Aiyo! Aiyo! You look very much like a Devil Cultivator!"    

    

"Big guy, you're so ugly, yet you're so scary. If it was any other time, I would definitely catch you."    

    

"Get lost, get lost!"    

    

A few deacons glanced at Lo Tian a few more times and confirmed that there was no obvious devil Qi on Lo Tian's body, then they let him go. At this time, Lo Tian had almost completely suppressed the Purple Thunder Ball. It was impossible for him to release any more devilish energy.    

    

"Yes, yes, yes!"    

    

Lo Tian bowed and left. After a while, he disappeared at the end of the street.    

    

The three of them were still talking.    

    

"That face must have been crushed by the carriage."    

    

"Hehe, it wasn't just crushed once."    

    

"It was too tragic. It reminded me of my grandfather who died miserably under the butt of the fat woman."    

    

As they were chatting, a fat figure suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.    

    

"Stop!"