The man in gray looked at the murderous aura in Wan Lin's eyes, and suddenly had a feeling of fear, he suddenly understood that it was a murderous aura that could send him to hell at any time, as long as he dared to act recklessly, it was doubtful whether he could save his life!

His raised right foot slammed back! But in front of everyone's eyes, he can't help but say something, otherwise he really doesn't know where to put this face? He hesitated for a moment, immediately transferred the internal force of his whole body to his feet, and smashed the bluestone slabs on the street with one kick, and then covered his already bruised lips inwardly, and turned around and walked among his several doormen.

At this time, some martial arts practitioners who passed by here had already gathered here from the surrounding roads one after another in various cars. Everyone saw the lively scene here from a long distance, and at a glance it was a conflict between people who practiced martial arts, so they all stopped their cars nearby, pushed the door and jumped down and walked this way.

The crowd stood on both sides of the street and took a closer look at the two people in the field, and then whispered and asked what had happened. After everyone listened to the story of the person who arrived first, their eyes showed a look of contempt, and they looked coldly at the long-haired old man on the field and the middle-aged man who walked off the field stupidly.

At this time, a middle-aged man in sportswear outside the arena looked ahead, and suddenly said loudly: "The behavior of a person who practices martial arts is so despicable, no matter how deep his skills are, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is also a bunch of despicable scum!" ”

"Yes, such a person is not worthy of martial arts at all!" A tall, tall and burly young man shouted, "Yes, what the old gentleman said just now is good, such a person should waste his kung fu!" "It's just a disgrace to the person who practices martial arts, and it invalidates his martial arts!" ……

The people around them followed and talked loudly, and the sound spread forward on the already small street, and it also clearly penetrated into the ears of the disciples of the Fuhumen and the long-haired old man on the opposite side.

The faces of the group of people from the Black Tiger Gate on the opposite side immediately turned red when they heard this, and they all glared at the crowd of people talking on the other side, and several disciples of the Black Tiger Gate were even more angry, and they scolded loudly, raised the long stick in their hands and rushed towards the crowd of people talking on the other side.

"It's not shameful enough to go back!" The gray-clothed middle-aged man who had just stepped off the field happened to meet a few people, he opened his leaky mouth and scolded angrily, then covered his mouth and gasped a few times, and then turned to look at the two people facing each other in the arena with a flushed face.

At this moment, his heart was completely calm, he had already analyzed the situation in front of him, and his heart was beating with anxiety.

He had just seen that the young man and woman who suddenly inserted into the field not only had an extremely deep foundation of internal strength, but also had extremely exquisite moves. And the old man who shouted angrily on the sidelines is a rare master of internal strength in the world, this ancestor and grandson must be an extremely rare master of the inner family, and these people are arrogant and arrogant with their martial arts, and they must have angered the comer!

If you continue to do it with the other party, not to mention the old man and the young man behind the skill, it is the young girl who played against him just now, and it is not something that he, a person with profound internal skills, can resist!

When this girl fought with him just now, not only did her moves be peculiar, but she also changed her moves very quickly, and the wind brought out by her fists and feet was extremely strong, which was by no means a level that a martial artist of an ordinary sect could reach. And the other party is obviously merciful, just to teach himself some lessons, and did not attack his vital parts, otherwise it is unknown whether he can cover his mouth and walk to the sidelines!

When he thought of this, a feeling of regret suddenly welled up in his heart, he was a dignified master of the house, he actually fell such a big heel here, and the reputation he had accumulated for decades was actually ruined in this little-known town!

Thinking of this, he looked at the few disciples of Fuhumen beside him with resentment, if it weren't for these arrogant and domineering bastards, how could he provoke such a powerful opponent!

At this time, Wan Lin stood on the sidelines and watched the middle-aged man leave coldly, his sharp eyes immediately swept around quickly, and immediately found that there were already seven or eight men dressed as locals next to the surrounding shops, all wearing the same hat as the old man on the field, wearing black cloth shirts, and a long scimitar with a sheath hanging from his waist, with an extremely strange style.

He was stunned for a moment, and whispered to himself, "Could it be Lingxiumen?" Then he turned his head to look at his grandfather. At this time, the old man's eyes were firmly fixed on the old man in black who had just appeared on the field, and he was silent, and there seemed to be a look of relief in his eyes. Seeing this, he quickly turned his face and looked at the old man in black who suddenly appeared in the field.

The wrinkled face of the old man in black had a miserable white look, and he was standing quietly in front of the old man in white at this time, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and an extremely faint mark had faintly flashed between his eyebrows, which was really difficult to find if he didn't pay attention.

Wan Lin immediately understood that his inference just now was correct, and the other party was indeed a member of the Lingxiu Sect! No wonder this old man suddenly appeared and let himself leave, this place already belongs to the Lingxiu Mountains, and this Lingxiu Sect is a local sect here, and if someone goes to their doorstep to spread wildness, they will naturally not stand idly by!

Judging from the current situation, these people from the Lingxiu faction must have just arrived for a short time, and learned the whole story from the surrounding villagers, and now they see that this long-haired old man on the field is so arrogant and arrogant, relying on his profound skills to openly deceive people and have no martial virtues, and his heart is naturally angry.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't expect this person from Lingxiumen to attach so much importance to reputation, and now he must see that he is an outsider who wants to come out, and they naturally can't stand it as landlords, so this old man in black suddenly came forward to replace himself.

However, an outsider came out to punish these bastards at their doorstep, and this spread did damage to the reputation of their Lingxiu Sect.

Wan Lin wanted to understand the identity of these black-clothed people in local attire, and his heart immediately relaxed, with these Lingxiu Sect disciples holding scimitars here, those few people from the Black Tiger Sect and the disciples of the old men in white did not dare to blatantly make trouble.

Although there are themselves, grandpa and Xiaoya here, they are not afraid of these people making trouble, but there is really no need to make a big deal now, now these people are just arrogant and ruthless towards people who practice martial arts, and they don't see that they have too many evil deeds, he and grandpa just want to punish them and let them know that there are people outside the sky.

He then turned his head to look at his grandfather, and the old man also turned his head to look at the local young people around him who were holding the hilt of the scimitar, and there was a look of joy in his eyes.