Chapter 537 Retreating the Enemy with a Kitchen Knife
Chapter 537 A kitchen knife retreats the enemy
Suddenly, the head's pupils shrank!
Because the second junior brother and his disciple Zhuo Bufan were in a mess, and their steps were staggering, and they were obviously seriously hurt!
The head of the sect suddenly became furious and said, "The disciples of the Tianmen Sect, follow me to defend the enemy!"
After saying that, he reached out to his waist...
?
Where is my sword?
Grass!
Sold!
Not only the head of the sect, but also hundreds of people in the sect, they almost all have a pair of flesh fists, and everything they can sell has been sold!
The head of the sect was filled with grief and anger. He picked up a branch from the ground, and the pure true energy poured into it, making an ordinary branch slowly shine!
It can be seen that the leader’s kung fu has not been able to reduce his skills over the years.
Zhuo Bufan pursued countless soldiers behind him. The head waved a sword energy to separate him and flew to stop him before the pursuers.
The head squinted his eyes and said, "I thought it was, isn't this an old lame man from Nanshan Market and the corpse-driven priest from the Southwest Treasures? Why are you interested in visiting my mountain gate?"
Both of them are in the early stage of foundation building, and there is a considerable gap between them and the middle stage of foundation building of the head.
But at this moment, the old lame man and the Taoist priest suddenly burst into laughter.
"I said to Taoist Master Zhan Hua, where is your Qingning sword? I just treat our brothers with small branches. I'm a little too despised."
The Taoist priest slapped the storage bag with eight strong puppets with talismans on his head, and these puppets were made by dead monks, wearing special armor, and could not see clearly at all. Only a pair of scarlet eyes flashed in the dark night.
"Iron poisonous corpse! Eight brought them all."
Zhan Hua, the head of Tianmen Sect, said solemnly, and his expression became even more alert.
These eight iron poisonous corpses are all rough and thick in skin, can withstand the slashes of various spiritual energy, and they all use about ten levels of Qi training to cultivate, which is accumulated by the Taoist priest who drove the corpse for decades.
The old lame man is not an ordinary person. He is a tooth at Nanshan Market and resells news for money on weekdays.
This time, the Tianmen Sect was too big, and it must have alarmed this person.
If the four foundation-building cultivators in the Tianmen Sect were naturally not afraid, but if all the valuable things in the sect were pawned today, how should they defend against the enemy with bare hands?
In addition to the eight iron poisonous corpses, the Taoist priest also has an ordinary corpse training. The old lame man also has many subordinates who ambushed him first, and Zhuo Bufan and his second junior brother were already seriously injured.
All these...
Zhan Hua could only sigh.
"I have been maintaining stability for two hundred years. Will the Tianmen Sect really be destroyed in my hands?"
The old lame man did not rush to attack, but asked first: "What kind of treasure is it that is worthy of your head of Zhan Hua's investment in resources? Even if we were willing to sell the sect, we had no malicious intentions, just asked to share a little. Why didn't the head of Zhan Hua do it?"
The head of Zhan Hua said: "Don't talk nonsense. If there is nothing to do, please leave. If there is something to do... it depends on whether my sword skills are sharp!"
"Hmph, don't eat toast!"
The two sides fought to the same place, and various formulas and magic intertwined like a sudden rain. Although the Tianmen Sect worked together, they were unable to retreat step by step due to unarmedness. Even the head of the sect, Zhan Hua suffered two heavy damage!
Zhan Hua forced the two of them back with force, looked at Cangtian and roared unwillingly: "It's really the heaven that wants to defeat my Tianmen Sect!"
"Snatch it!"
"Zhanhua, if not, today will be your death!"
"Hehe, my corpse training hasn't drunk the blood of the cultivators for a long time. After killing the Tianmen Sect, I have to have a few more corpse training!"
The old lame man nodded and said, "Don't worry, no one will snatch those corpses from you!"
And just then!
A figure emerged from the Tianmen Sect!
Then it hit the ground heavily, and a cloud of dust suddenly burst out. Both sides were surprised and the sound of fighting became much more sparse.
In the smoke and dust, there was a half-fat middle-aged man wearing a mess-making uniform, and he seemed to be a servant of the Tianmen Sect, and this man held a strange short-soldier.
It seems to be a square knife.
"kitchen knife?"
"Don't stand there, keep calling me!"
The old lame man shouted loudly, and the Taoist priest drove away an iron poisonous corpse and attacked the man holding a kitchen knife.
At this time, something that stunned everyone. The middle-aged fat man was just a group of iron poisonous corpses split into two in an instant!
The Taoist priest drove the corpse and said angrily: "How dare you hurt my baby!"
The old lame man was also surprised and suspicious. There was such a master in Tianmen Sect?
However, from the perspective of breath, it is just a small garbage that is level 1 in Qi training. Is it a method to hide the breath, or a magic weapon?
Thinking of this, the old lame man looked at the kitchen knife and became furious!
Zhuo Bufan helped Zhan Hua up, and his true energy poured into his body.
Zhan Hua coughed and said with all his strength: "Who is that?"
Zhuo Bufan concentrated his mind, and then said in disbelief: "Why is that man... a bit like a mountain gate guy?"
"Shanmen Gun?"
Zhan Hua was stunned.
I did see this person yesterday and promised him to make good food and give him some tips and rewards.
But I didn't expect that this man was actually a hidden peerless master, and he couldn't tell what kind of cultivation he was. However, he slashed left and right with the kitchen knife in his hand. All the iron poisonous corpses he encountered were divided into two, just as simple as cutting tofu.
He slashed four people in a row, and the Taoist priest vomited blood almost with distress. At this time, he knew that even if he fought for all his family, he would definitely not be the opponent of this mysterious man!
With a wave of his hand, the Iron Poisonous Corpse and the group of Practice scattered.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the rising sun.
The old lame man cursed, but he had no temper and quickly disappeared after jumping a few times.
Retreat the enemy, and dared to be so easy.
At this time, the chef walked towards Zhanhua with a kitchen knife in his hand and looked honest.
Zhuo Bufan immediately stopped him, holding a wooden stick and said, "Who are you? Why are you lurking in our Tianmen Sect? What is your purpose?"
The chef was stunned and waved his hand in a hurry and said, "It's me, old husband!"
"I know it's you, why are you lurking in the Tianmen Sect?"
"I... this... I can't explain it clearly!"
The chef was so anxious that the kitchen knife in his hand made people worried. After organizing the vocabulary for a long time, the chef said the most critical sentence: "That... the VIP woke up, he asked me to save the person."
The giant woke up!
With great sorrow and joy, Zhan Hua could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
Then he wiped his tears and said, "I'm not in vain... I'm going to lose everything!!!"