Following the shouts of the old man in white, the big man who was rushing up to hit Zhang Liang with a stick suddenly stopped. He turned around and saw a group of people wearing black training uniforms running towards him, followed by another
I saw the old man in white also getting out of the car.
The strong man's eyes immediately flashed with joy, he took back his long stick and ran towards the old man, shouting like a broken gong: "Uncle Zhang, you are here!"
The three apprentices behind him turned to look at the people who suddenly appeared, with joyful expressions on their faces. They bent down to pick up the long stick that Zhang Liang had shot down on the ground, and hurriedly ran towards their injured companions on the street.
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At this time, Wan Lin was walking from the field to Grandpa and Xiaoya on the side. Just now, he suddenly shot away the knife thrust into Zhang Liang, and he raised his foot to rush out to punish the boy.
Grandpa grabbed him and shook his head. Then he saw Zhang Liang turn around and rush towards him, crushing the opponent's shoulder bone with his palm. Knowing that Zhang Liang was extremely angry, he then saw him kicking out with anger.
Wan Lin was shocked and immediately jumped out and grabbed Zhang Liang, thus avoiding a murder.
Wan Lin then turned around and glanced coldly at the boy who was lying on the ground holding his shoulders. The opponent had just been defeated and suddenly plotted against him. This really made him extremely angry. A martial arts practitioner could be so brave and cruel, and his behavior was despicable.
Without any martial virtue, such a person is not worthy of Kung Fu!
At this time, Wan Lin, Grandpa, and Xiaoya heard the voice of the old man in white shouting with inner strength. They all turned around and looked at each other intently, and then looked at each other, knowing that this old man must be a good internal martial artist.
Master.
Zhang Liang flew up and was pulled back by the Wan brothers who suddenly rushed over. He turned around and glanced at Wan Lin in surprise, turned around and stared hard at the boy who fell on the ground holding his shoulders, and then glanced at the long stick in his hand.
The strong man rushed up and suddenly used his inner strength to fight back.
At this moment, a group of people rushed out of the van that suddenly appeared, and then the old man suddenly made a voice to call back the opponent in front of him.
When he heard the voice of the old man in white with inner strength, his heart suddenly jumped a few times. Knowing that the old man had extremely deep skills, he couldn't help but be more vigilant. He picked up his skills and walked towards the opponent's jeep next to him. He came to the car and lifted the
With a "click" sound, he pulled out the waist knife inserted into the car body, raised it to his eyes and took a closer look.
When he saw the waist knife that was about to be inserted into his chest, it suddenly changed direction with the sound of metal collision, and flew past his body. At that time, he broke out in a cold sweat, and he knew in his heart that someone had saved him at the critical moment.
One life, so I came here and pulled out my sword to see what happened.
There were several tiny holes in the smooth blade that shone coldly in front of me. It was obviously shot away by someone with a small hidden weapon, and it also penetrated the steel blade. This skill is obviously only achieved by a top master.
Have such ability.
There was a look of astonishment in Zhang Liang's eyes. He threw away the opponent's waist knife and walked towards the old man and Wan Lin. He already understood that he didn't know anyone else here, and even if he did, he wouldn't have such high internal skills. Only Wan Lin
The three members of the sect were people he had just met, and they were members of the famous inner sect that Shenlong had never seen before.
Therefore, it must be these three people who saved his life just now. Otherwise, the steel knife flying towards him with his back will never deviate from him for no reason. Someone among these three people must have been attacked by a hidden weapon.
He crooked the blade and saved his life!
With an excited expression on his face, he walked up to the old man and suddenly clasped his fists, then bowed to the ground and said loudly: "Thank you, senior, brothers, and sister for saving your life!"
Several disciples around him still didn't understand what was going on. Now that they saw their master giving such a grand salute, they all opened their eyes in shock. Just now, these people looked at the steel knife flying in the air in shock. No one could
Without noticing, Wan Lin beside him had already taken action to save his master's life.
The old man waved his hand and glanced at Wan Lin. Wan Lin quickly stepped forward and helped Zhang Liang up. Just when Zhang Liang was about to open his mouth to continue thanking him, Wan Lin waved his hand and looked forward.
At this time, several people who got off the van had gathered with the tall man from Fuhumen and were whispering something. The old man in white paused for a few words, raised his eyes and glanced at Wan Lin, and then lowered his head.
What did she say to the tall man?
The tall man nodded immediately after hearing the words, raised his hand and put the long stick in his disciple's hand, cupped his fists and saluted the old man beside him, then straightened up and stared fiercely at Zhang Liang's group of people standing opposite.
Wan Lin and others looked at each other carefully, and suddenly saw a thin old man in white, about fifty years old, walking out from beside the strong man. It was the old man in white who shouted to stop the strong man just now.
Wan Lin then looked at the opponent intently. The opponent was wearing a white silk training uniform, a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes at his feet, and a long beard swinging back and forth on his chin, looking like a fairy.
At this time, the other party's eyes were looking towards him with a look of disdain. Seven or eight people in black training uniforms were closely behind them, and they all moved forward at this time.
After taking a step, everyone had a gloomy look on their face, looking at themselves coldly.
At this time, Zhang Liang took a step forward and stared coldly at the people approaching. The strong man from Fuhu Fist had already walked to the disciple who was holding his shoulders on the street, and pulled him up from the ground.
He raised his hand and pinched his apprentice's shoulder.
Following the disciple's scream, he immediately let go of his hand, turned his head, glared at Zhang Liang on the field, and cursed: "Damn, you are so cruel! I will make sure you never come back today!" He had already seen his disciple's shoulders.
His bones were shattered by his opponent's palm, and all his kung fu was wasted.
His eyes flashed with anger, he turned around and shouted to the disciples surrounding him: "Get your senior brothers to the car first!" Following the disciple who let go of his hands, he strode towards Zhang Liang in the field, and the two
His big hands opened and closed and he clenched hard, the thick joints made a "clicking" sound, and all the muscles suddenly protruded from the body.
He strode to the old man's side, made a hand gesture with both hands, and rushed towards Zhang Liang, who was four or five meters in front of him. He cursed in his mouth: "You bastard, you don't want to live anymore, you dare to hit me on my head."
Break the ground! If I don’t kill you today, my surname will not be Liu!”
At this time, the old man in white next to him grabbed his arm. The strong man turned his head and shouted angrily: "Uncle Zhang, don't stop me, I will chop this bastard alive!" He shook his arm vigorously and tried to move forward again.
Rush away.
But the seemingly skinny old man next to him grabbed the strong man's arm and gently pulled it backwards. The strong man who looked at least 200 kilograms was immediately like a doll, being succumbed to the man who was no taller than his shoulders.