"Boy! Who are you? How dare you ruin my young master's good deeds!"
A ferocious laugh passed behind him.
Liang Shaochong turned around hurriedly, and the tall and thin young man stood up with a sinister smile and forced himself towards him step by step.
"Whoever you are, get out of here!"
Liang Shaochong felt disgusted, frowned and shouted loudly.
"Haha...boy, you are so majestic? How dare you tell us to get lost in Wushabao! Do you know who we are?" At the same time, the fat young man also stood up, his eyes like a head.
The fierce tiger stared at Liang Shaochong fiercely.
Liang Shaochong saw that these two young men were very unfamiliar. He had never seen them before. Although they were dressed like slaves, they were all dressed in high-quality silk. They obviously had a certain status in the Wusha sect.
"No matter who you are, get out of here!" Liang Shaochong shouted.
At this moment, Xiaoping tugged on Liang Shaochong's clothes and whispered: "Master Liang, they are the people of Master Wu Er! They followed the order of Master Wu Er and came to arrest the little maid. The little maid refused
, they came to snatch the maid by force."
"That's right! We are Master Qinghong's people! Boy, you are doomed this time. Let Xiaoping go quickly if you are wise enough, and then kowtow to us and beg for mercy, maybe let you live." The tall and thin young man looked at it with contempt.
Liang Shaochong.
"It turns out that these people are the slaves of Wu Baihan's youngest son. I heard that Wu Qinghong went out to become a disciple a year ago, why is he back now?" Liang Shaochong was also in the fort and heard some stories about Wu Qinghong.
Wu Baihan had two sons, one was the eldest son Wu Qingyun, and the other was the younger son Wu Qinghong.
Wu Qinghong was the son of Wu Baihan's young wife.
It is said that his little wife died in childbirth when giving birth to Wu Qinghong, which made Wu Baihan feel very guilty. He felt that he had failed his little wife, so he loved his little son very much. He always favored Wu Qinghong in everything he did. This also caused Wu Qinghong to be bossy.
A ruthless character.
As early as half a year ago, Wu Qinghong ran away from home with a few personal servants, despite the strong objections of his father Wu Baihan, saying that he was going out to find some famous teacher to learn from.
In fact, they just went sightseeing, eating, drinking and gambling.
"Yeah?"
Upon hearing the threatening words spoken by the tall and lanky young man, Mr. Liang smiled lightly.
"Xiao Ping, Master Qinghong has taken a liking to you, you are so lucky! Come with me quickly to see the Second Young Master. If you feel comfortable serving the Second Young Master, the Second Young Master may even accept you as his concubine, and you will have
Enjoy endless glory and wealth, and no longer have to be a maid who listens to others!" The obese young man persuaded from the side.
"I won't go! I would rather be a maidservant for the rest of my life than the second young master's concubine." Xiaoping bit her lip and shook her head desperately.
Liang Shaochong had also heard about Wu Qinghong's misdeeds of eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. If Xiaoping was taken away by them, it would really be a sheep in the tiger's mouth.
"Xiao Ping! Let's go!"
Liang Shaochong took Xiaoping's little hand, turned around and walked towards his residence.
"Can't leave!"
The tall and thin young man rushed forward and blocked Liang Shaochong's path. At the same time, he stretched out his hands and clasped Xiaoping's shoulder with his left hand. He spread the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed Liang Shaochong's face like a dustpan.
"snort!"
Liang Shaochong snorted coldly, moved his steps, shrank his body in and out, and pulled Xiaoping sideways to the right.
call!
At this moment, the fat young man behind him also followed up with a palm strike, and pressed down in the air, not only covering Liang Shaochong, but also trapping Xiaoping in it. The strong wind hit his face, making it suffocating.
Come.
These two young people are both at the second level of pulse sense. They cooperate with each other tacitly and have the upper hand. Even if a third level pulse sense practitioner encounters this situation, he will be in a hurry and be overwhelmed by the opponent.
Xiaoping was snatched away….
But Liang Shaochong now is completely different from yesterday.
At this time, Liang Shaochong was already a low-level pulse disciple with an "earth grade pulse sense", and had completely absorbed the pulse souls of more than 20 cultivators in the space of the first level, digesting their entire body.
experience and knowledge, and learned and mastered three other first-class ordinary-level pulse skills.
Liang Shaochong shouted loudly, suddenly picked up Xiaoping, and used the "Cloud Expelling Whirlwind Step". A white ripple seemed to emerge from under his feet, and the white clouds seemed to be carrying them, quickly passing through the gap between the opponent's palms.
Sneaked out.
"Ah, Master Liang. You..."
Xiaoping's face became shy and she lay limply on Liang Shaochong's shoulder, not daring to raise her head.
It turned out that in a hurry, when Liang Shaochong picked up Xiaoping, his hands unexpectedly grabbed Xiaoping's petite breasts at the same time.
Liang Shaochong was completely unaware of this matter. As soon as he escaped from their grasp, he quickly turned around, then his leg skills exploded, and he suddenly took a preemptive strike. He kicked his left leg in the air and used another first-class mortal level pulse skill "Qiankun".
"Zhenshan Kick" and kicked the obese young man in the chest.
Tsk tsk tsk!!
The howling leg wind is heartbreaking!
"not good!"
The obese young man was just about to take action when suddenly his vision blurred. A foot kept enlarging in front of him and pressed down in the air. It was as heavy as a mountain. He couldn't help but be shocked: "No, it turned out to be the Qiankun Shaking Mountain Leg!" He was horrified.
Then, he quickly raised his palms to welcome him.
This palm also used all his strength.
Although Liang Shaochong and obese young people also have dual sense of pulse, the sense of pulse developed by Liang Shaochong is extremely strong, far better than that of obese young people. It is an excellent sense of pulse.
And theirs is just an ordinary sense of pulse.
You know, in the entire Zihuan Continent, the cultivators with "Earth-grade pulse sense" are almost as good as the pulse masters. You can count them on your fingers.
This leg was smashed hard, but the fat young man could not resist it. There was a loud "bang" sound, which directly broke his thunder fist and kicked him on the body.
ah!
The obese young man's huge body was blown away like a sandbag and fell to the ground. Blood spurted out, and the blood foam vomited out of his mouth looked like fish bubbles.
"You're just a person with a second level of pulse sense, how dare you act so rampant in front of me?" Liang Shaochong shouted loudly after kicking the obese young man away.
At this moment, more than a hundred meters away, a middle-aged servant in rich clothes hurried over. When he saw the situation in front of him, his expression changed: "No! This person actually dares to destroy
Second Young Master’s good deeds, please go back and report to Second Young Master quickly!”
It turned out that Wu Qinghong didn't see his two men coming back after waiting for a while, so he sent this middle-aged servant over to inquire for information.
"It's not good. Second Young Master, it's not good!"
The middle-aged servant quickly rushed into Wu Qinghong's residence.
At this time, Master Wu Er was sitting in his living room sipping tea. When he saw the middle-aged servant running over in a panic, his face immediately darkened and he shouted: "Wu Huaqing, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
"Second Young Master, it's not good. Just now I saw someone injured Wu Huaqiang and Wu Huafu to prevent them from bringing Xiaoping over." The middle-aged servant Wu Huaqing said anxiously.
"What? Who has such courage?" Young Master Wu Er was furious. In Wusha Castle, he was the king, and no one dared to disobey him.
"I don't know. It looks like he's new here? I've never seen it before." Wu Huaqing said.
"Hmph! You dare to destroy my good deeds in my home? You are looking for death!" Master Wu Er was furious. It seemed that his authority was challenged. He kicked his feet, and a huge pulse of power rushed out from the soles of his feet.
A bright brilliance suddenly swirled out, and his body immediately flew into the sky like a hidden dragon rising into the sky, and flew away outside the room.
When Master Wu Er was six years old, he began to practice Pulse Kung Fu. Today he is just twenty-four years old and has been practicing for eighteen years. Although he has excellent qualifications, he indulged in drinking and sex all his life until he ran away from home six months ago.
At that time, I had just entered the third level of pulse sense.