The Wudang Junior Master

"Follow me. Leave only if you run into anyone from the company or Longhu Mountain!"

In a forest, Zhang Chulan was walking and talking in front, followed by Lu Linglong carrying Zhi Jinhua on her back.

Just now they encountered several powerful fighters and had a tough fight.

However, the three of them had not walked far before their steps gradually slowed down.

The reason was simple: a group of people came out from the surrounding bushes and surrounded the three people.

What is surprising is that although these people look different, they give people the same feeling.

They are all so cold, expressionless, and indifferent to everything.

Lu Linglong's hair on her head trembled, and she said with a bitter face, "Why are you here again? How many people from Quanxing came this time?"

Zhang Chulan didn't say anything, but looked around vigilantly.

His intuition told him that these people were not right and were not like ordinary Quanxing people.

People with all the characteristics are bastards. They have some ruffian qualities and are very arrogant in venting their desires.

But this group of people is different. They are like ice. There is no desire in their eyes, only indifference and murderousness.

Rather than being all-powerful people, these people are more like killers.

Teng!

There was no greeting at all. After surrounding Zhang Chulan and the other two, the group immediately started attacking.

"Be careful!" Zhang Chulan shouted and used thunder magic without hesitation.

Thunder in the Palm!

However, the group of killers seemed to be well prepared and dodged the thunder magic. Suddenly, two steel wires shot out from the bushes on both sides and wrapped around Zhang Chulan's ankles.

"Eh?!"

Zhang Chulan was startled, and then two forces pulled him from the left and right.

Crack!

Zhang Chulan sat on the ground with a split, his face pale, his hands covering his crotch, tears streaming down his face.

The egg is the sorrow of the egg and the unbearable pain of the egg stem.

A figure flashed behind Zhang Chulan and struck his carotid sinus with a knife.

Others are on standby to ensure things go smoothly, and if anything unexpected happens, they will fill in the gaps immediately.

"Zhang Chulan!"

Lu Linglong shouted anxiously, but she was in danger now.

The people around were completely different from the previous few people. They all came here to kill them.

The moves were so fierce that she felt like she couldn't hold on for just a short while.

Swah——

A killer rushed straight to Lu Linglong, holding a dagger in his hand, and stabbed her from bottom to top.

Lu Linglong was carrying Zhi Jinhua on her back, making it difficult for her to fight back, so she could only jump backwards to avoid the attack.

However, just as she jumped, another killer suddenly slashed down at her with a knife.

Oops!

Just when the two were about to die, they suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The killer's blade cut through the air, and a leaf drifted away, and the two women disappeared.

A bird flew into the crowd, landed above Zhang Chulan's head, and suddenly turned into a human.

"Go away!"

The big feet kicked the killer in the face, preventing Zhang Chulan from being knocked unconscious. Then two wind blades swept across and cut the steel wire.

Zhang Chulan got up from the ground, turned around and looked, and said in surprise: "Master Wang Ye?!"

Wang Ye shook his sleeves and said calmly, "Sun thief, you owe me a favor."

"Row!"

When the killers around saw Wang Ye suddenly appear, they immediately retreated a distance and began to observe.

Whoosh whoosh—

More than ten flying knives shot out from the woods and headed straight for the two men.

Wang Ye raised his hands, pulled and guided them, and released the Tai Chi power to catch the flying knives, and finally absorbed them all into his palms.

"I'll give it back to you!" Wang Ye closed his arms and shook them, and the controlled flying knives shot out in all directions at a faster speed.

"Uh!"

"Dah!"

Several muffled groans were heard in the woods.

Zhang Chulan suddenly moved like lightning, ran up to a killer, and hit him with his hand.

The killer reacted quickly and instinctively blocked.

Unfortunately, lightning struck the next second, and it was electrified, leaving it burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, with smoke all over its body.

"Get rid of them." Wang Ye said.

"it is good!"

The two of them pounced on the surrounding killers, and with Wang Ye's joining, Zhang Chulan's pressure was suddenly reduced.

Although these killers are powerful, they naturally cannot compare with Wang Ye in terms of strength.

After all, he is a disciple from a famous sect and has been trained by Zhang Wuling for such a long time. How can he be controlled by any ordinary person?

Zhang Chulan was also quickly adjusting his state to adapt to the intense rhythm of the battle.

To be honest, from graduating from university, to joining the company, and then to participating in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, Zhang Chulan's growth period was very short.

From an ordinary person to an alien, and then to a qualified warrior, he doesn't have that much time to slowly adapt, he can only make himself grow as quickly as possible.

"Zhang Chulan, be quick!"

Wang Ye dodged the sudden attacks of the two killers, broke one of them's neck with a slap, then changed his palm into a fist and punched out with a burst of inch power, knocking the other killer away.

"understood!"

Zhang Chulan's figure was ghostly, and he used thunder magic to move among the crowd, hitting people from time to time.

Thanks to the concealment of the little white bug and the power of thunder magic, the two people were knocked down in a short time.

To be honest, for this kid's style, Yin Wu Lei is actually more suitable.

However, Zhang Chulan has the toad sand, so he probably has no chance to practice Yin Wu Lei.

The remaining killers around seemed to realize that the two were not easy to deal with, especially Wang Ye, and they had no way to deal with him.

I can’t beat them, and I can’t attack them either. It’s a headache.

Just as Wang Ye killed an enemy and was about to continue, he suddenly realized something and his body suddenly leaned back.

A blade of air brushed past his chest, just short of splitting him in half.

Sa!

The afterimage flashed, Wang Ye's eyes turned, he took a step, and leaped up like a bird, avoiding the attack of the afterimage on his legs.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the ghost turned around and ran towards Zhang Chulan at a speed so fast that it was difficult to catch him.

Tuhe car!

Zhang Chulan was fighting and didn't notice that in a short time, another enemy joined the battlefield like a ghost.

It was not until the mud under his feet surged up and knocked him away that he saw Lao Liu attacking him.

"Fuck!"

Wang Ye flew over, grabbed Zhang Chulan by the back of the collar, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Tsk!" The attacker pulled his hand out of the mud, turned around and said coldly, "As expected of one of the geniuses of this conference, Wudang Wang Ye, you are indeed capable."

Wang Ye looked at the man. He was tall and thin, with no flesh on his cheeks. He was about forty or fifty years old, with sinister and vicious eyes. He was wearing a black cloak. The strangest thing was that he had two long crescent-shaped arm blades on his arms.

"Who are you? Don't tell me you are Quan Xing."

"You ask me and I'm going to tell you? You wish!" The man in black sneered, "I am Quan Xing, whether you believe it or not."

Hearing this, Wang Ye spread his hands and said, "You're a gangster, but you don't even tell me your name. What are you doing here? Since you won't tell me, I'll just give you one myself. What should I call you..."

Zhang Chulan chimed in, "Why not just call it 'The Damn He Was Born Without a Name'? He has no name or surname anyway, so he's probably an orphan."

Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Chulan speechlessly and said, "That's too rude. We need to be polite and civilized, understand? To simplify it, let's just call it 'his motherfucker'."

Zhang Chulan clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Oh, Master Wang is so insightful! I admire you!"

"That's right. I have followed Junior Master for so many years, and I have learned a lot." Wang Ye said proudly.

The two of them chatted back and forth, seemingly not noticing that the person opposite them had a dark face.

"I'm Riyuejing&*@f*%￥..."