Chapter 738: Dao Ancestor VS Uncle Sheng (4)
Tang Chuan threw out the rainstorm pear blossom needle, and the silver needle in the sky attacked Uncle Sheng like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, although Wing Chun is not good at defense, but Uncle Sheng is a ** lake after all, the eight slashing knives will be surrounded by water all over the body, and then all the hidden weapons will be disrupted, and Tang Chuan has already sat cross-legged at this time, breathing and breathing, but it gave Lin Tiangou an ominous premonition.
"Be careful, it's a lion's roar!"
It's a pity that Lin Tiangou's reminder was still too late, and Tang Chuan's Sanskrit voice masterpiece, "Nan no Myoho-renge-kyo, the lifeless old mother calls your believers to return to their vacuum hometown!"
The believers of True Boxing were as excited as if they had been stimulants, and these sounds made them drowsy in the ears of Lin Tiangou and Uncle Sheng, like hypnosis, Uncle Sheng immediately began to sharpen each other with two knives, "Ahh
Zhong Ze with twenty Dongxing's brothers has successfully landed in the country of sticks, in order to ensure the safety of Lin Tiangou, they were inclined to dismantle and bring them into the territory of the country of sticks, after Jin Yucheng's exercise, Zhong Ze grew rapidly, originally Zhang Lei wanted him to follow Dafan to the country of T, but learned that Lin Tiangou encountered problems in the country of sticks, Zhong Ze as the second generation of Dongxing leader Ma naturally had the duty to come.
"Cheer me up, this time I'm here to help Brother Dog settle things, what kind of disciple he is, the consortium, let him down!"
"Understood, Brother Ze!" Dongxing's brothers were trained in boxing by Geng Qiusheng, and their marksmanship was taught by Jin Yucheng, and everyone grew up rapidly, and the three cars went straight to the Capitol Building, and there were constantly real boxing disciples blocking them along the way, and the local police did not dare to do it, but Zhong Ze took the **** of the signboard and shot at the clamoring disciples, "Kang!" The powerful power of **** made the disciple fly directly two meters away, and his chest was directly exploded.
"Death to those who stand in my way!" This is Dongxing's attitude towards True Fist Dao, and as soon as this mysterious force appeared, it caused all parties to manage the group, and the Golden Kingdom received the news for the first time, and he was still doubting the authenticity of He Zhengdao's words, just because these people still wanted to complete the decapitation of the True Fist Daoist Ancestor? It was simply a fantasy, but after receiving a call from the front, especially the video data, seeing Zhong Ze's accurate marksmanship and ruthless style, the Golden Kingdom had confidence in this matter for the first time.
"These people are what you told me?People who want to complete the decapitation operation?" El Dorado sighed at the combat effectiveness of Zhong Ze and others, in fact, this team of twenty people is the best candidate trained by Jin Yucheng during this time, they can be said to be the future cadres of Dongxing, but when they heard that Lin Tiangou was in trouble, they all volunteered to come to the country of sticks, came to a foreign country, and no longer more but in the essence, Zhang Lei also reluctantly agreed to these brothers to come, after all, whether it is a consortium or a real fist, all of them are at home.
Zhong Ze put down the **** and picked up the ** to shoot at the fanatical believers, to his surprise, these people wanted to exchange their lives with themselves until they died, but they were different from the dead soldiers of the Li Consortium, Zhong Ze and others never despised True Boxing, they usually finished shooting in units of ten people, and immediately had the brothers behind them on top, such non-stop shooting, completely not giving True Boxing disciples a chance to get close to themselves,
This method of combat was also borrowed by the dead soldiers of the Li Consortium, but it was a pity that they were conceited of their strong individual combat ability before, and more than half of them were slaughtered by the True Fist Taoist disciples, and the remaining ten or so dead soldiers were difficult to resist under the leadership of the captain, "Brother Ze, do you want to help the opponent? You see that they are also fighting against these crazy people." ”
"What's the matter? Changed to Lei Feng? In the territory of the Stick Country, except for our own brothers, everyone else is an enemy! Don't have mercy, mercy for the enemy is cruelty to yourself!" Zhong Ze shot and killed the True Fist Taoist who stepped forward, and it was his decision to avoid contact with the Li Consortium.
The disciples around Tang Chuan walked towards Uncle Sheng and Lin Tiangou with sharp blades in their hands, and with the blessing of the Nan no Myoho-renge-kyo, they became physically strong, especially their eyes were full of fanaticism, and with a single slash, Uncle Sheng's eight slashes cut a cross, knocking down a disciple, "Boy, find a way to isolate your hearing system, or let him shut up, otherwise we will both become his puppets for a while!"
Lin Tiangou gritted his teeth, took the knife handed over by Uncle Sheng and walked towards Tang Chuan, "Kill him and protect the Sect Ancestor!" Tang Chuan's state at this time has been settled, as if he is the lifeless old mother who saves the world, as long as he is singing, True Boxing will not lose, Lin Tiangou held back his headache and kept wielding the Eight Chopping Knife, and the skilled Uncle was besieged by the disciples, in exchange for the usual where these people are their opponents, but with the blessing of the Nan Wu Myoho-renge-kyo, the disciples can still continue to move forward even after the stump and broken arm, Uncle Sheng, as the inheritor of Wing Chun, knocked over the disciples in front of him with a slap of the bridge, although he killed people, but they were all heinous people, these disciples were just poor people who were brainwashed by Tang Chuan, what reason did he have to deprive these people of their lives?
"Uncle Sheng, do it, don't hesitate!" Lin Tiangou slashed at a disciple, with tears in his eyes, what stood in front of him was only a ten-year-old girl, she no longer had the innocence of her peers in her eyes, and would only shout a lie of "vacuum hometown", "Anyone who blocks the ancestor should die!" Lin Tiangou didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless, his thigh was directly stabbed, and a touch of blood covered the little girl's eyes, she seemed to have escaped from the temptation of Sanskrit, "Ahh Looking at the knife in her hand and the injured Lin Tiangou in front of her, the little girl was frightened and overwhelmed, but she was the only one who was sober, and the disciples behind her saw that she did not continue to attack Lin Tiangou, but attacked her with a knife.
"Stand with the enemies of Shin Fist Do, you are also an enemy!"
"Dad, don't you know me, I'm Youxi!" The middle-aged man was only briefly puzzled when he heard the name Youxi, but where Fanyin passed, he still picked up the steel knife in his hand and slashed at the little girl, Lin Tiangou pulled the little girl over, he grabbed a handful of his own blood and sprinkled it on the middle-aged man's eyes, and the latter really became sober.
"Youxi, why are you here? Shouldn't you go to school?" The middle-aged man hugged his daughter, as if he was in a different life, since he believed in true boxing, he put the whole family in, his wife couldn't look at running away from home, only his daughter was with him, but he was also pulled by him to believe in true boxing, the father and daughter are no longer family but are linked by a religion, I have to say that it is a kind of sadness.
The recognition of father and daughter was originally a warm scene, but the other disciples were not sober, as long as the people who were not controlled by Sanskrit sound, they were their enemies, "Be careful!" Seeing that some disciples were sneaking up on the little girl, Lin Tiangou reminded him, but his thighs hurt and his speed was still a step slower.