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Chapter 28 Ranger

In such an open place, facing the siege of many Huangjing spiritual masters, and with Qiao Waner beside him who needed protection, Lin Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

"If I stop them later, you will wait for an opportunity to escape." Lin Chuan lowered his head and told Qiao Waner.

Qiao Waner shook her head, biting her lips, with tears in her eyes.

"Be obedient Wan'er..." Before Lin Chuan could finish his words, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag coming towards him.

Lin Chuan did not dodge or dodge, gathered his spirit in his arms, and punched out, spirit collision!

"Ah!..." The screams echoed throughout the world.

Lin Chuan only used half of his spiritual power, and used the force of his fist to pop out the spiritual power condensed on his arms. It was the same as the spiritual collision, but this time he did not hit the spiritual weapon, but a naked fist of flesh and blood.

As soon as the two fists came into contact, the bandit's fist and his arm exploded with a bang. No flesh and blood body could be as hard as a spiritual weapon.

The bandit held his bloody arms, howling like a ghost and writhing on the ground in pain.

Upon seeing this, the bandits retreated and distanced themselves from Lin Chuan, showing their weapons and taking another look at the wounded and pale young man.

Lin Chuan remained motionless, concentrating his spirit into his arms again, looking around with sharp eyes.

"Hurry up and help Lao Qi stop the bleeding!" the tall and strong man in the lead ordered the men around him. He thought that the boy in front of him would be captured and begged for his life, but he didn't expect that this boy would turn out to be a tough one.

"My men, Mr. Dou San'er, will not kill unknown people. Please tell me your name so that Mr. Dou can send you on your way!" Dou San'er, a tall and strong man, handed the Green Hunger Sword to the person next to him and drew out the long knife from his waist.

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that I had just killed a third master, and now another one appeared. Could it be that he was in conflict with the third master?

"My dear grandson, there is so much nonsense. Grandpa is getting impatient with the wait! If you have the guts, challenge me to a duel!" Lin Chuan wanted to provoke him and make him attack him alone. He wanted to capture the thief first, capture the king, and kill Dou.

Only after three children can there be a turning point.

"Hey! Looking for death! Get out of my way!"

Dou San'er rushed forward with a lunge and slashed down with his sword at an angle. The angle was so tricky and cruel that Lin Chuan could not dodge.

Lin Chuan turned sideways and elbowed the blade, and suddenly felt his arm numb. The force on the blade was much stronger than that of the guards in the previous street fight.

Dou San'er then slashed with vicious moves, but Lin Chuan couldn't dodge and got two more stab wounds on his body. He had to push Qiao Waner away first.

"Let's see how many knives you can dodge!" Dou San'er sneered, and the knife in his hand became more and more fierce.

Lin Chuan jumped back to avoid Dou San'er's Yin Knife, his sleeves fluttered, and a golden light flew out of his sleeves.

Dou San'er's pupils shrank, and he had no time to block the rising sword, so he had to use his palm to block the golden light. The golden light passed through his palm, slowing down his speed by three points. Dou San'er took advantage of the situation and tilted his head, and the golden light pierced his right ear.

It made a hole and happened to penetrate the eye socket of the person behind it.

"Ah! Wow!..."

The person behind him dropped the Green Hungry Sword, covered his eyes and screamed repeatedly, with half a golden hairpin exposed in his eye socket. After struggling for a moment, he stopped moving.

"Yu Ling!?" Dou San'er was shocked, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. If he had reacted half a minute late, he would be the one lying on the ground.

At this moment, when Dou San'er looked at Lin Chuan again, he felt a little more fearful.

Lin Chuan's body was swaying, and Qiao Waner quickly stepped forward to hold him up. This spiritual impact had already drained out the spiritual power in his body, but it was a pity that Dou San'er could not be killed.

"Come here, all of you! Revenge for Lao Qi and Yao Jiu!" Dou San'er's eyes were slightly red. The person who died was his loyal follower Yao Jiu. He calmed down, emboldened by hatred, and took the lead in slashing at Lin Chuan.

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Lin Chuan held Qiao Waner in his arms, looked up at the bright butcher knives around him without any fear, and bravely went to die.

"boom!"

Something fell from the sky, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

Lin Chuan waved his sleeves, and after a moment he saw clearly what was falling next to him. It was an ink-colored doll that was a head taller than him. The doll's body was crystal clear, and the material was neither gold nor wood. There were small holes in the exaggerated facial features.

, holding a mace in each hand.

The doll's head rotated rapidly, and small arrows were continuously shot from its facial features. Dou San'er and others stepped back while waving their weapons to block.

Suddenly, a dark wind suddenly rose, and the bonfire was extinguished in an instant, and dozens of green ghost fires appeared around it.

The dead Yaojiu suddenly opened his one eye, which was full of white. He turned his wrist to hold the Green Hunger Sword beside him. His bones cracked. He stood up in a strange way and raised the sword to slash at his companions.

The companion hurriedly blocked, and in anger, regardless of the old friendship, he stabbed Yaojiu in the chest, and then raised his head to look at Yaojiu. Yaojiu seemed to have no sense of pain, and casually chopped off his companion's head.

The chattering companion's head rolled to Dou San'er's feet, his eyelids blinked, still looking surprised.

Dou San'er took a step back in shock. Looking at his men who were still dealing with the puppet, he realized that reinforcements from the other side had arrived. If he didn't run away, it would be too late.

"The wind is so tight!" Dou Saner reluctantly glanced at the Green Hungry Sword in Yaojiu's hand, shouted loudly, turned around and jumped into the forest.

When the bandits heard the words, they immediately dispersed. The ghost fire around them suddenly started to move, and they rushed towards the fleeing bandits. The bandits who were covered in ghost fire rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire, but they didn't know this.

The fire was extraordinary, it burned like a soul. After several struggles, there was no movement.

Lin Chuan looked warily at the puppets beside him and Yao Jiu who was not far away holding the Green Hunger Sword. The unknown fear stimulated his dazed consciousness. Qiao Waner turned pale with fright, and there was no trace of blood on her face, and she was trembling.

Holding Lin Chuan.

The bandits were able to escape as fast as they could, and after a while, two men and a woman walked out of the darkness in the forest.

The three of them are all young, but one young man stands out in particular. He is nine feet tall and has a bloated body. He carries a coffin-shaped wooden box behind his back. He has a simple and honest face and looks to be the oldest, eighteen or nineteen years old.

The other young man has gray hair and looks about 16 or 17 years old. He is much thinner than the average person, has fair skin, and is very handsome.

The girl next to the gray-haired boy looks about the same age as Lin Chuan, and her face is roughly similar to that of the gray-haired boy. She has short ear-length hair and long bangs hanging diagonally in front of her forehead, covering half of her face.

"Don't be afraid, little brother! We are students traveling from Dongxuan Academy. We heard that there was something strange here, so we came here to check. Fortunately, we arrived in time." Seeing Lin Chuan's nervous expression, the gray-haired boy spoke first and showed his

Identity Jade Tag.

Lin Chuan's expression softened slightly. Dongxuan Academy was well-known in Central Continent. Unlike other academies that only accepted disciples from wealthy families, Dongxuan Academy admitted students on a merit-based basis regardless of their origins. It had a very good reputation.

"But you are not spiritual masters..." Lin Chuan said.

"That's right, we are not spiritual masters. I have practiced puppet arts, and his brother and sister have practiced underworld arts. I don't know something. Normally, the academy does not accept strangers like me, but since Jiu Yao Sanren took over

After becoming the chief gentleman of Dongxuan Academy, he changed the rules so that strangers like us can also enter the academy to study." The tall, fat young man explained in an angry voice.

"My little brother is ignorant. Thank you three for saving your life. I will sacrifice my life to repay you one day." Lin Chuan bowed deeply to the three of them.

"Hey, it's just a little effort! Mr. Xuegong taught us that it is our duty to punish evil and promote good, save lives and heal the wounded. This is also our duty. Don't take it to heart, little brother." The gray-haired boy hurriedly stepped forward to help Lin Chuan.

rise.

The tall, fat boy scratched the back of his head, with an honest smile on his square face, and suddenly slapped his forehead and said.

"I haven't introduced you yet, my name is Lu Liubao, this gray-haired boy is called Zhong Lai, and his sister is named Zhong Hui. What do you call me, little brother?"

"Achuan. This is my sister Wan'er." Lin Chuan replied.

"Brother Six! This is not the place to talk. Let's take them to our place!" The gray-haired boy looked around at the corpses lying around.


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