Wan Lin quickly stretched out his hand to support the trembling Master Xie, and said urgently: "Now a gangster is fleeing towards the martial arts conference on the opposite side of the lake, and my people are chasing him. I immediately led people to rush over to support, my two brothers
I have been injured, so I will stay here temporarily and ask you to take care of me. If you have anything else, wait for me to come and talk to you." He raised his finger and pointed at Lin Zisheng and Cheng Ru next to him.
Head Xie turned his head and glanced at the distant lake shore worriedly. He saw that a mist had risen from the bottom of the mountain, and the white mist was spreading up the mountainside. He said in a low tone: "Okay, you can go without worries, these two
Brother, leave it to me, our Lingxiu Sect is very experienced in treating fractures and trauma!"
He had just seen Lin Zisheng jump down from the high cliff regardless of life and death, killing the opponent who was about to rush into the cave. He had long admired the men of these Wanjia brothers, and he had already seen that Lin Zisheng
His arm bone was broken.
Wan Lin quickly clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and ordered Cheng Ru and Lin Zisheng: "You two stay! The rest of you are following me." With that, he took Xiao Hua and ran towards the forest.
Cheng Ru was about to say that he was not seriously injured and could go together, but Wang Dali had already gently pushed Lin Zisheng into his arms, turned around, picked up the machine gun and rushed out with the leopard head. Zhang Wa and Lingling did not speak.
He just took a deep look at Cheng Ru and Lin Zisheng, then turned around and followed them into the dense forest.
Wu Xueying quickly ran to the side, bent down to pick up the assault rifle that Saito had just thrown away, then ran to Saito's body and quickly pulled out two spare magazines, straightened up and shouted to Cheng Ru and Lin Zisheng:
"Take care, instructors!" he turned around and chased Lingling and the others in the forest.
Chengru gently supported Lin Zisheng with his right hand, and looked at his injured arm hanging on his chest in frustration. He knew that he was injured at this time, and even if he chased after him, he would not be able to keep up with the progress of Leopard Head and the others.
Head Xie watched as Wan Lin and others entered the dense forest. He glanced at Saito's body lying on the rock with a look of sorrow and anger, kicked the body out with a "snap", and then raised it with complicated eyes.
He raised his head and took a deep look at the bare mountain top, and then looked at the cliff where the cave entrance could not be seen. Two lines of tears suddenly appeared on his face all around.
He knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound, and kowtowed three times with "bang bang bang" on the ground. Then his head touched the cold rock, and a burst of "ouch" came out of his mouth.
At this time, Cheng Ru was looking at the mountaintop that suddenly became bare in shock. Lin Zisheng next to him gave him a brief introduction to the battle situation just now. The two of them were talking about the situation in a low voice when they suddenly heard sixty
The many-year-old Master Xie cried so miserably that the two of them quickly stopped talking and turned to look at Master Xie who was lying on the ground, feeling a little sad in their hearts.
They understood how Master Xie was feeling at this moment. The Lingxiu Sect had been guarding this strange mountain for hundreds of years. They didn't expect that it would be destroyed in one day, and it would be destroyed by the generation of Master Xie who took over as the leader.
How could the head of the sect, Master Xie, not feel sad? How could he not be filled with resentment towards these little devils who coveted the treasure!
Chengru and Chengru supported each other and stood aside, both looking at the top of the mountain with heavy faces and saying nothing. At this moment, they looked at the dilapidated top of the mountain and really didn't know how to comfort this sad leader.
At this time, two smart disciples in their forties came over. They looked at the two severed torso of Takahashi Moriki on the ground with grief and anger on their faces. They suddenly raised their right feet and severely cut the two body parts.
He kicked him aside, then walked to both sides of Master Xie and bent down to gently help him up.
Master Xie's crying stopped. Cheng Ru and Lin Zisheng silently turned their heads to look at Master Xie. Both of them trembled unconsciously, and their eyes immediately opened wide.
The originally gray-haired Sect Leader Xie in front of him has now become completely white, and even his eyebrows have become silvery-white as if they were stained with a layer of frost and snow. His face also looks extremely pale against the backdrop of his white hair.
The whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. He looked even older than his father, the old master. His originally upright body had collapsed. Without the support of the two disciples around him, he seemed ready to collapse at any time.
Same.
At this time, this old man who looked extremely weak looked up at the top of the mountain and murmured in a low voice with his lips moving: "It's over, the Lingxiu sect is over. I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Lingxiu people. I'm sorry for the Lingxiu sect. I
He is the eternal sinner of Lingxiu Clan! It’s over, the Lingxiu Clan of hundreds of years is over, it’s over.” He raised his old head and looked up at the bare mountain top, repeating the two words “It’s over” over and over again in his withered mouth,
His whole body was trembling slightly.
The hearts of Cheng Ru and Lin Zisheng suddenly trembled. This leader, who originally had profound cold skills and high spirits, collapsed under the sudden blow! The two endured their own pain and supported each other to walk to Xie
In front of the headmaster, he stretched out his uninjured right arm to support the trembling arms of the headmaster Xie.
Chengru grabbed Master Xie's arm and immediately used his kung fu to inject a pure internal force. He then said firmly in a low voice: "Master Xie, Lingxiu Clan is not over yet. Lingxiu Clan and you have been passing it on for hundreds of years."
With your Han Gong mentality, your world-shaking Han Gong, and you living Lingxiu Sect members with high martial arts skills, Lingxiu Sect will never die just because of the disappearance of the giant sword and goshawk on the top of the mountain.
!”
Cheng Ru's voice seemed extremely firm, like the beats of drums on a war drum. The sound resounded in the hearts of Master Xie and all the clever disciples around him, making Master Xie who was immersed in sorrow suddenly
Trembling, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Ru, nodding his gray head deeply, and suddenly took a deep breath. A bright luster suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a cold air came out of his body. His old face
A bright light also flashed above.
He turned around and looked at the young disciples around him, straightened up his slumped back, and suddenly said loudly to the disciples around him: "Yes, Brother Cheng is right! Lingxiu Sect is not over yet, Lingxiu Sect still has your young master.
The sect, as well as you young disciples, and our unique Han Kung Fu, the Lingxiu sect’s kung fu will still be passed down from generation to generation, it will never be finished, it will never be finished!”
As Master Xie's voice suddenly became passionate, "It won't be over, it won't be over! Our Lingxiu Sect will never be finished." A shout suddenly sounded from in front of the cliff, and the disciples of Lingxiu Sect suddenly raised their hands high.
The scimitar shouted loudly, and each scimitar shone coldly in the morning light, accompanied by powerful shouts that suddenly resounded over the silent forest of Lingxiu Mountain.