The man in gray looked at the murderous aura in Wan Lin's eyes. He suddenly felt a sense of fear. He suddenly understood. It was a murderous aura that could send him to hell at any time. As long as he dared to act recklessly, can he keep his little one? Life is a question.
He raised his right foot and suddenly withdrew it. But in the public eye, he had to express something. Otherwise, he wouldn't know where to put his face. He hesitated for a moment and immediately transferred the internal energy of his body to He stepped on the bluestone slabs on the street to pieces, and then he covered his bruised lips with a stern look and said, twisting his body to the middle of his disciples.
At this time, some martial arts practitioners who passed by here had already gathered here from the surrounding roads in various cars. Everyone could see the lively scene here from a distance. They could see at a glance It was the martial arts practitioners who had a conflict. So they stopped the car nearby, pushed open the car door and jumped down to walk here.
Everyone stood on both sides of the street and looked at the two people who were tense in the field... and then they whispered and asked in a low voice about the incident. After everyone heard the story of the person who arrived first, they all showed their eyes. He looked coldly at the old man with long beard and the middle-aged man who walked out of the scene in disappointment.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in sportswear outside the field looked ahead and suddenly said loudly: "A martial artist has such a despicable behavior. No matter how profound his skills or how high his martial arts are, he is still a bunch of people. A scum who dislikes."
"Yes. Such a person is not worthy of martial arts at all." A tall and tall young man shouted. "Yes. The old man just said it well. Such a person should have squandered his kung fu. It's simply a matter of fact. It is to embarrass the martial arts practitioners and to destroy his martial arts skills.”…
The people around him started to talk loudly. The voice spread forward on the street that was not wide. They also clearly entered the ears of the disciples of the Fuhumen and the old man with long beards on the opposite side.
The people from the Heihu Sect opposite immediately turned red when they heard this. They all glared at the crowd talking to each other. Several disciples of the Fuhu Sect even opened their eyes wide and cursed. They raised their long sticks in their hands and said to the crowd talking to each other. Rush away.
"It's not fucking embarrassing enough when I go back." The middle-aged man in gray who just walked off the field just happened to meet a few people. He opened his mouth and cursed angrily. Then he covered his mouth and sucked a few more times. He was breathing coldly. Then he turned around and looked at the two people confronting each other in the field with a red face.
At this moment, he completely calmed down and had analyzed the situation in front of him. He was jumping uneasy with uneasy "bang bang".
He had just seen that the young man and woman who suddenly inserted into the field not only had a very deep internal strength foundation, but also had extremely exquisite moves. The old man who shouted angrily on the sidelines was a rare internal strength master in the world. The three grandparents and grandchildren People must be extremely rare masters of internal sects. They are arrogant and arrogant with their martial arts. They must have angered the people.
If you continue to fight with the other party, let alone the old man and the young man behind the skill, even the young girl he had just played against him, was not something that he, a person with deep internal skills, could resist.
When this girl fought with him just now, not only did her moves strangely, but she also changed her moves very quickly. The sound of the fists and feet was extremely strong. It was definitely not a level that a martial artist in an ordinary sect could reach. The other party was obviously showing mercy. It was just to give him. Some lessons were taught not to attack my vital parts. Otherwise, it would be unknown whether I could walk to the sidelines with my mouth covering my face.
He suddenly felt regretful when he thought of this. He was a dignified master of his family. He fell so much here. The reputation he had accumulated over decades was actually in this unknown town.
Destroyed once.
Thinking of this, he looked at the disciples of the Fuhu Sect around him with resentment. If it weren't for these arrogant and domineering bastards, how could he have provoked such a powerful opponent?
At this time, Wan Lin stood on the sidelines and watched the middle-aged man leave coldly. His sharp eyes quickly swept across the surroundings. He immediately found that seven or eight local men dressed in locals had appeared next to the surrounding shops. One by one, he looked at them.
They were wearing the same hat as the old man on the field. They were wearing black cloth clothes and a long scimitar with sheaths hanging on their waists. The style was extremely strange.
He was stunned for a moment and whispered to himself, "Is it Lingxiu Sect?" Then he turned his head and looked at grandpa. At this time, the old man's eyes were staring at the old man in black who had just appeared on the field and did not do anything.
There seemed to be a look of relief in his eyes. Seeing this, he quickly turned his face and looked at the old man in black who suddenly appeared in the field.
The wrinkled face of the old man in black was pale. He was standing quietly in front of the old man in white. A cold breath was emitted from his whole body. A piece of his eyebrows had already flashed faintly between his eyebrows.
Extremely dim marks. It’s really hard to find if you don’t pay attention to them.
Wan Lin then realized that his inference just now was correct. The other party was indeed a disciple of the Lingxiu Sect. No wonder the old man suddenly appeared and asked him to leave. This place already belongs to the Lingxiu Mountain area. This Lingxiu Sect is the local sect here. Someone came to them.
They will naturally not stand by and watch.
Judging from the current situation, these Lingxiu Sect must have just arrived for a while. They learned about the whole story from the surrounding villagers. Now they saw that the old man with long beard on the field was so arrogant and relied on his profound skills and was open and open.
He bullies others without any moral integrity. He is naturally angry in his heart.
He thought of this and shook his head gently. He thought to himself: I didn't expect that this Lingxiu Sect's people attaches great importance to reputation. Now he must have seen that he, a person from outside, is about to stand up. As landlords, they naturally can't stand it. So this old man in black is so angry.
Then he suddenly came forward to replace himself.
However, an outsider came forward to punish these bastards at their doorstep. This spread did damage their reputation as Lingxiu Sect.
Wan Lin wanted to understand the identity of these locally dressed men in black. He immediately let go of his heart. With these disciples of Lingxiu Sect holding scimitars here, those people from the Black Tiger Sect and the old man in white, they dare not openly.
The group of people stirred up trouble.
Although I have myself here, Grandpa and Xiaoya. I am not afraid of these people causing trouble. But now there is no need to make a big deal. Now these people are just arrogant and domineering towards those who practice martial arts. I have never seen them have
There are too many evil deeds. I and my grandfather just want to punish them and let them know that there is only someone outside the world.
He then turned his head and looked at his grandfather. The old man turned his head and looked at the local young people around him holding the hilt of the scimitar. He looked happy in his eyes.