People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Lin Pingzhi raised his head and said angrily in panic, "Yu Renhao, don't push people too much."

Yu Renhao said indifferently: "I'm pushing people too much, how about it, Lin Pingzhi, hahaha"

"You call Ah, and no one will care about you even if you break your throat."

Lin Pingzhi curled up and looked at Yu Renhao angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

His martial arts are comparable to rank nine, while Yu Renhao's strength is close to rank six.

It's not something he can fight at all.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was silent, Yu Renhao glanced at Zhang Wuwei, and his heart moved.

He kicked the sesame seed cakes and picked up the broken silver, and asked Zhang Wuwei with a sinister smile, "I don't know which faction you are from?"

Zhang Wuwei looked at this one of Qingcheng's Four Talents amusedly, shook his head and said deliberately: "There is no sect, no sect."

"How courageous." Yu Renhao clapped his hands and said, "Then you dare to help my mortal enemy of the Qingcheng faction."

"Come here, take them together."

How dare someone who has no background dare to be so hard-nosed with him?
Hey, don't say he is only at the eighth rank, even if his martial arts are higher than his, it doesn't matter if he hears the words Qingcheng faction.

Still being bullied by him obediently, he didn't dare to resist, for fear of offending the Qingcheng faction.

Provoked to kill.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly panicked, this boy just gave him a bun, and the people from Qingcheng faction are going to arrest him together?
He exclaimed in panic, "It doesn't matter about this person, we don't know each other."

"It's just that he saw me pitiful and gave me something to eat."

Yu Renhao said fiercely: "You say you don't know each other if you don't know each other? Be like our three-year-old child."

"Take it away, let us interrogate and interrogate, and we will naturally know if you recognize each other, hahaha"

Zhang Wuwei pretended to be stupid and asked, "What are you doing? It was done by the public."

"You guys, don't come here."

Yu Renhao walked forward slowly with a smile, he likes to see people panicked the most.

With his back against the Qingcheng faction, he had done this countless times, and every time he saw the other party's aggrieved and terrified face.

It can make his weak self-esteem get great satisfaction.

one step, two steps
Every time the opponent took a step forward, Zhang Wuwei took a step back, pretending to be weak and dare not resist.

He hated this kind of thing the most, thinking that with a backer, he could bully weak people wantonly.

He obviously doesn't have any skills, but he always pretends to be a tiger.

Relying on being famous and decent, he bullied others.

Zhang Wuwei looked at Yu Renhao who was getting closer and said, "You're coming, I'm about to strike."

"Do it." Yu Renhao patted himself on the face arrogantly: "Hurry up and do it, I will look down on you if you don't do it, but do you dare?"

Zhang Wuwei: "Don't get too close to Ao, it's really a shot if you get close to me."

Yu Renhao: "Come on, hurry up and hit me."

Zhang Wuwei: "If you go one step further, I'll make a move."

Yu Renhao stepped forward and said, "I'm leaving, hit me?"

Another step forward: "Hurry up, hit me, hahaha."

The two of them were already only one step away, and Yu Renhao was still chattering there.

Zhang Wuwei's eyes turned cold, and he struck out instantly, his five fingers clasped into claws on Renhao's Tianling cover.

Press down hard while pushing your left knee up hard.

With a "bang", Zhang Wuwei's knee made intimate contact with Yu Renhao's face.

Yu Renhao only felt a hum for an instant, his nose was sore, and his tears flowed sideways.

However, his instincts from years of martial arts training told him that this was not the time to cry.

Enduring the buzzing of his brain, he mobilized his internal strength and swung the long sword forward quickly.

Zhang Wuwei turned over, came behind Yu Renhao, and kicked out with both legs.

It hit Renhao's knee, making his legs go limp, and he fell to his knees when he stared.

Then he lifted the Dragon Claw Hand, and "clicked" several times against his shoulder, crushing his arm bone.

Between the two of them, Yu Renhao had screamed twice and fell to his knees.

Let the rest of the Qingcheng sect disciples face each other, is this a defeat?
Didn't you force the other party just now?
Why did he kneel down and scream in an instant?

And that's their Qingcheng Four Talents, but apart from Yu Canghai, one of the four strongest.

Just lost like that?Then they can't make it?
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained 13 points of Demon Venerable."

Ok?
At 13:[-], Yu Renhao gave so much?
Could it be said that people with names and surnames will get more Demon Venerable Points?
Zhang Wuwei looked at Yu Renhao with fiery eyes.

The latter knelt down on the ground and yelled frantically: "Boy, do you know who I am? I'm the fourth best in Qingcheng, Renhao, how dare you hurt me?"

"Are you not afraid that my master Yu Canghai will kill you?"

Zhang Wuwei chuckled, and slapped him: "What kind of bird is the Qingcheng faction?"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained 10 points of Demon Venerable."

Does it really work?

Hahaha, I know how to get Demon Venerable Points.

Just when Zhang Wuwei was happy, he heard a sound.

"This kid, not bad, not bad." A hunchback with a fierce and ugly face appeared in front of several people.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi happily, he said, "Lin Pingzhi? Really, there is nowhere to be found, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright."

"As long as you kneel down and kowtow three times, you will recognize me, Sai Beiming, as your grandfather."

"Grandpa, I will avenge you and destroy the Qingcheng faction after you hand over the evil sword technique."

The few remaining Qingcheng sect disciples glared at them and cursed: "You dare to insult me, Qingcheng sect, look at the sword."

Mu Gaofeng looked contemptuously at several Qingcheng disciples, in order to deliberately show off his strength.

At the moment when the long sword was close to him, he drew out the camel sword and made a quick stroke.

Not only cut off the long swords of Qingcheng disciples, but also cut off their throats.

He snorted twice: "Overestimate one's abilities."

Then he said to Lin Pingzhi: "Good grandson, don't kowtow and call him grandpa."

Lin Pingzhi looked angrily at Mu Gaofeng who was thinking about his own sword skills, and shouted: "Don't even think about it."

Then he turned around and anxiously said to Zhang Wuwei: "I'll stop him for a moment, you go."

He has implicated Zhang Wuwei once, and he doesn't want to implicate him a second time.

Especially this hunchback is obviously different from Yu Renhao and the others, probably on par with Yu Canghai.

It is simply not their ability to rival.

Mu Gaofeng sneered: "Go? No one wants to leave today."

With a swing of the camel sword, Yu Renhao's head, who was about to escape secretly, was cut off directly.

The headless corpse sprayed out a large amount of blood, splashing the faces of the three people.

Lin Pingzhi touched the blood on his face and trembled all over. He who was well-clothed and well-fed had never experienced such a bloody scene.

His legs were weak, and his inner panic was indescribable.

After hesitating for a long time, looking at Mu Gaofeng's ferocious face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Gaofeng, as long as you let him go."