People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

"Ah." With a long sigh, Zhang Wuwei stood up, pointed to the many martial arts righteous people present and said:
"Look, this is the so-called righteous way of martial arts."

"Isn't it like a group of tortoise bastards, carrying the shell of righteousness, but shrinking when they encounter danger?"

Looking around, some are ashamed, some are indifferent, and some are angry.

A little boy, insulting them?

Chi Baicheng sarcastically said, "Since the young man said so, why not be a hero and save the beauty?"

Zhang Wuwei didn't answer, walked to Yilin's side swaggeringly, took the wine glass, and drank it in one gulp:
"Right on my mind."

Although he knew that Linghu Chong would come to rescue him, he still couldn't bear to see a beautiful girl being bullied like this in front of him.

Yilin looked at Zhang Wuwei with piercing eyes, who didn't have such a dream in her heart, her unrivaled hero stepped on the colorful clouds to save her.

Just looking at Zhang Wuwei's age and cultivation, he sighed and said, "Yilin thank you young hero for your kindness."

"It's just that this benefactor Tian is very skilled in martial arts, the young hero must not try to be brave and lose his life."

She doesn't want others to suffer any harm because of herself, so let her bear all this.

Zhang Wuwei looked at Yilin's pitiful expression, and said with a smile, "You're a prostitute, why not be afraid."

"Well said." Tian Boguang was the first to applaud: "Little brother said well."

"It's just that I'm not only a prostitute, but also a prostitute with strong martial arts."

Holding the knife, he came to Chi Baicheng and asked him, "Am I right? The young hero of Taishan faction?"

Chi Baicheng looked at the dagger that was close at hand, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

I didn't provoke you to provoke you, why are you targeting me?

Tian Boguang watched Chi Baicheng remain silent, snorted coldly and asked, "Well, isn't it?"

Chi Baicheng trembled all over. He didn't want to die, so he nodded and said, "Yes, Tian, ​​benefactor Tian is right."

Tian Boguang laughed triumphantly, flicked the short knife in his hand lightly, and looked back at Zhang Wuwei, provocative and threatening, and his words were good for the surface.

"Everyone only has one life, don't they? Hahaha"

Zhang Wuwei put his arms around Yilin and said, "Some people are alive, but they are already dead."

"Some people have died, oh no, you are dead when you die, you won't live anymore."

Tian Boguang narrowed his eyes. He admired Zhang Wuwei's courage, but if he moved his prey, he would die.

Ding Ding Ding.
A series of footsteps sounded, and Linghu Chong dragged his tired body to Huiyan Building.

Scanning around, seeing Yilin being hugged by that crazy young man outside the city, he let out a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's not too late.

As long as it hasn't been violated by Tian Boguang.

"Brother Tian, ​​you are happy here, why don't you call me?"

Tian Boguang's face darkened, another one who is not afraid of death?
Linghu Chong ignored Tian Boguang's gloomy face, pulled him to sit down, picked up his wine glass:
"Come on, Brother Tian, ​​let me toast you."

Picking up his wine glass, Tian Boguang asked fiercely, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Linghu Chong gulped it down and said, "I'm afraid, why aren't you afraid."

Then he poured another glass of wine on his own, and swaggered to drink it alone: ​​"But I'm not afraid."

"Some things are more important than life."

Looking at the fearless Zhang Wuwei and the defenseless Linghu Chong, Tian Boguang laughed and said:
"Okay, okay, they are two real men."

He is really lecherous, and he is really a man of loyalty. If he hadn't had this problem, he might have become a knight and protect one side.

Teng Teng Teng, another burst of footsteps sounded.

Taoist Master Taishan Tiansong came up slowly from the stairs, and when he saw the master, Chi Baicheng suddenly gained confidence, slapped the table and shouted:

"Prostitute, with me, Daoist Taishan Tiansong, here today, how dare you be rampant?"

Tian Boguang raised his eyes slightly, although he was a third-rank cultivation base, he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't have the slightest intention of getting up to avoid or run away.

Daoist Tiansong was startled when he heard his apprentice's words. He looked in the direction of Tian Boguang, and seeing his indifferent appearance, he was furious.

He didn't want to provoke Tian Boguang, this prostitute is not only strong in martial arts, but also has a very good lightness skill.

If you can't kill them on the spot, there will be endless troubles.

But now many fellow martial artists are watching, if Taoist Tiansong doesn't say a word, he will be ashamed.

In his heart, he kept yelling at Chi Baicheng: You are bragging, can you not take me?
While holding a sword, he came to Tian Boguang slowly and arrogantly and said:
"Tian Boguang, these days is a good time for Liu Zhengfeng and Junior Brother Liu to wash their hands in the gold basin."

"I don't want to do more killing, so spare your life, let's go."

With a sneer, Tian Boguang said disdainfully: "It's up to you? You're not ashamed."

Daoist Tiansong drew out his long sword angrily, everyone had the same level of cultivation, why did they look down on him so much.

Holding back his anger, he said loudly: "Tian Boguang, don't be shameless."

Tian Boguang sat on the chair, without even looking at it, he picked up the wine glass and was about to drink it down.

Daoist Tiansong couldn't bear this, and immediately swung his sword to attack.

He used twenty or thirty moves in a row, but Tian Boguang was sitting on a chair, holding wine in one hand and wielding a knife in the other, all of which took over his offensive.

Even the body did not move, and the wine was not spilled.

This made everyone gasp.

This Tian Boguang's martial arts is so high?

No wonder they are so rampant, appearing swaggeringly in Hengyang City, not paying attention to the righteous way of martial arts in the city.

Tian Boguang picked up the wine glass, made a respectful respect in the direction of Zhang Wuwei and Linghu Chong, and drank it with a smile.

Looking at Tian Boguang who was threatening, Linghu Chong's face tightened and he said loudly: "Uncle Tiansong, I'll hold him back, you leave quickly."

Hearing this, Tiansong's expression turned very ugly, and he cursed: "The poor don't need your hypocrisy."

Before he could say the word false, he fell to the ground clutching his throat, convulsed twice, and died of breath.

It turned out that Tian Boguang took advantage of his distraction and cut his throat with a knife.

With a "bang", Tian Boguang inserted the dagger on the table, pointed at Zhang Wuwei and said, "Boy, come and drink."

Zhang Wuwei put his arms around Yilin's waist, shook his head and said, "I don't drink with prostitutes."

Tian Boguang smiled evilly, put his hand on the handle of the knife, looked at Zhang Wuwei coldly and said, "Oh, is that so?"

"I'll give you one chance, you choose again."

He likes this feeling the most, if not, he doesn't have to find some good women.

Go to Qing, is the building good? He likes this kind of thing, where others resist without being aggrieved.

The more intense the resistance, the more excited he was.

Linghu Chong picked up his wine glass and interjected, "Brother Tian, ​​I would like to toast you."

Tian Boguang pushed it away: "It's none of your business now, don't disturb my elegance."