With the shouting of the old man in white, the big man who was rushing up and smashing Zhang Liang with a stick stopped suddenly, and when he turned his head, he saw a group of people in black practice clothes running towards him, and then saw that the old man in white also walked down from the car.

The strong man's eyes immediately flashed with a hint of joy, and he took back the long stick and ran towards the old man, shouting like a broken gong in his mouth: "Uncle Zhang, you can come!" ”

The three apprentices behind him turned their heads to look at the few people who suddenly appeared, their faces showed a look of joy, they bent down to pick up the long stick that was shot down by Zhang Liang on the ground, and hurriedly ran towards their injured companions on the street.

At this time, Wan Lin was walking from the field to his grandfather and Xiaoya on the side. Just now, he suddenly shot at Zhang Liang's waist knife, and he was about to rush out to punish that kid when he raised his foot.

Grandpa grabbed him next to him and shook his head, and then saw Zhang Liang turn around and pounce, smashing the other party's shoulder bone with one palm, knowing that Zhang Liang was already furious, and then saw him fly up with anger. Wan Lin was shocked, and immediately jumped out and grabbed Zhang Liang, which avoided a bloody case.

Wan Lin immediately turned around and glanced coldly at the kid who fell to the ground and hugged his shoulder, the other party was defeated just now and suddenly plotted, which really made him extremely angry in his heart, a person who practices martial arts is so brave and ruthless, his behavior is despicable, and he has no martial virtue at all, this kind of person is not worthy of kung fu!

At this time, Wan Lin, Grandpa, and Xiaoya heard the voice of the old man in white shouting with internal strength, and they all turned around and looked at each other, and then glanced at each other, knowing that this old man must be a master of kung fu.

Zhang Liang flew up and was pulled back by the Wanjia brothers who suddenly rushed over, he turned his head and glanced at Wan Lin in surprise, turned around and stared at the kid who fell to the ground and hugged his shoulder, and then glanced at the strong man who rushed up with a long stick in his hand, and suddenly raised his internal force to fight back.

At this time, I saw a group of people rushing out of the van that suddenly appeared, and then the old man suddenly called the opponent in front of him back.

He heard the voice of the old man in white with internal strength, and his heart suddenly beat a few times, knowing that this old man's skill was extremely profound, he couldn't help but raise his vigilance in his heart, and when he lifted his skill, he walked towards the jeep of the opponent next to him. He came to the side of the car, raised his hand and pulled out the waist knife inserted in the car with a "click", raised it in front of his eyes and took a closer look.

Just now he saw the waist knife that was about to be inserted into his chest, and suddenly changed direction with the sound of metal collision, and flew over his body tightly, and he was shocked into a cold sweat at that time, and he knew that someone had saved his life at a critical moment, so he came over and pulled out the waist knife at this time to see what was going on.

There were a few tiny holes exposed on the smooth blade body that flashed with cold light in front of him, which was obviously knocked away by someone with a small hidden weapon, and it also pierced the blade made of steel at once, this skill is obviously only possessed by the top masters.

Zhang Liang's eyes showed a look of consternation, and he threw away the other party's waist knife and walked towards the old man and Wan Lin. He already understood that he didn't know others here, and even if he knew, he wouldn't have such a high level of internal skills, only the three members of the Wan family were the ones he had just met, and they were people from the famous inner family sect that the dragon could not see.

Therefore, it must have been the three ancestors and grandchildren who saved their lives just now. Otherwise, the steel knife flying with his back to him would never deviate from him for no reason, it must have been one of these three people who suddenly hit the blade with a hidden weapon and saved his life!

With an excited look on his face, he walked up to the old man and suddenly clenched his fists, bowed to the ground, and said loudly: "Thank you seniors, brothers, and sisters for saving your lives!" ”

Several disciples around him still hadn't understood what was going on, and now their eyes widened in astonishment when they saw their master making such a big salute. Just now, these people all looked at the steel knives flying in the air in shock, and no one noticed that Wan Lin beside him had already saved his master's life.

The old man waved his hand and glanced at Wan Lin, who hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhang Liang up. Zhang Liang was just about to open his mouth to continue to thank him, but Wan Lin waved his hand and raised his eyes to look ahead.

At this time, several people who got off the van had already gathered with the tall man from Fuhumen, and they were whispering something. The old man in white paused for a few words, raised his eyes and glanced at Wan Lin's side, and then whispered something to the tall man?

The tall figure nodded immediately when he heard this, raised his hand and stuffed the long stick in his hand into the hands of his apprentice, clasped his fists and saluted the old man beside him, and then straightened his waist and stared viciously at Zhang Liang's group of people standing opposite.

Wan Lin and the others looked at each other carefully, and suddenly saw an old man in white who was about fifty years old and thin in white walking out of the strong man, it was the old man in white who had just shouted to stop the strong man.

Wan Lin immediately looked at the other party, who was wearing a white silk practice uniform, a pair of mille-feuille cloth shoes under his feet, and a wisp of long beard swinging back and forth on his chin, looking like a fairy wind bone.

At this time, the other party's eyes were looking at him with a look of disdain, and several people were closely followed by seven or eight people in black practice clothes, and they all took a step forward at this time, each with a gloomy look on their faces, looking coldly at their side.

At this time, Zhang Liang took a step forward and looked coldly at the few people who came over. The strong man of Fu Hu Fist had already walked up to the disciple who was holding his shoulder on the side of the street, dragged him up from the ground, and raised his hand to pinch the apprentice's shoulder.

With a miserable scream from his disciple, he immediately let go of his hand and turned his head to look at Zhang Liang on the field and scolded: "Damn, it's ruthless enough!" Lao Tzu let you have no return today! He had already seen that his disciple's shoulder bone had been shattered by his opponent's palm, and his kung fu was useless.

His eyes burst into anger, and he turned his head and shouted to the few disciples around him, "Get your senior brother to the car first!" Then let go of the disciple in his hand, strode towards Zhang Liang in the field, the two big hands were clasped one by one, the thick bone joints made a "click" sound, and a body of muscles suddenly protruded from the body.

He strode to the old man's side, and rushed towards Zhang Liang, who was four or five meters away in front of him, with his palms mistakenly swinging, and scolded in his mouth: "Bastard, I don't want to live anymore, dare to break ground on Lao Tzu's head!" If Lao Tzu doesn't abolish your kid today, he won't be surnamed Liu! ”

At this time, the old man in white next to him grabbed his arm, and the strong man turned his head violently and shouted angrily: "Uncle Zhang, don't stop me, Lao Tzu killed this bastard alive!" "Shake your arms hard and rush forward again.

But the old man beside him, who seemed to be thin, grabbed the arm of this strong man and pulled it back carelessly, and the strong man who looked at least more than 200 pounds immediately pulled behind him like a doll by this thin old man who was not as tall as his shoulders.