There was a sudden silence around. Just now, Wan Lin's three people were like flying, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the three aggressive attackers had staggered out.

The three lads each let out a muffled grunt and staggered to the sides and back. The middle-aged man in the back was stunned, grabbed Xiangzi, who was about to be knocked back by Xie Chao, turned around and pushed him to the two female disciples beside him, and stepped forward angrily.

In front of everyone's eyes, the three disciples who rushed up by themselves were cleaned up by the other party in a blink of an eye, and his face as a master really couldn't be hung up!

At this moment, the second disciple on his side, who had been slapped by him, rushed out, crossed his master's side and rushed straight to Wan Lin in front of him, and his right fist struck Wan Lin's head with the sound of the wind.

Wan Lin's face had sunk! The other party insulted Xie Chao one after another, and now he was rushing up endlessly to make a move, and he did have a kind of irritability in his heart.

He took a step forward suddenly, grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand like lightning, and suddenly raised his right hand, and slapped the opponent's face with "pop" and "pop"! At the same time, Xie Chao behind Wan Lin also suddenly stretched out his right arm, firmly grasped the opponent's newly raised left wrist, and a cold air pulsed towards the opponent's wrist.

That second disciple hasn't figured out what's going on? His right wrist was firmly grasped by a large hand like steel tongs, and two loud mouths were slapped on the left and right sides of his face. He was so shocked that he was about to raise his left hand to fight back, but as soon as his left arm was raised, the local boy next to him grabbed his wrist, and a cold cold air immediately came to his body.

At this time, Wan Lin was extremely angry in his heart, the other party was disrespectful, and the master not only did not stop his disciples, but also came over to join in the fun at this time, so he immediately took action and taught these boys a hard lesson.

At this time, Xiao Ya grabbed Xie Chao, who was holding the other party's wrist and was about to move, and then reached out and quietly pulled Wan Lin's back placket, reminding him not to make things big impulsively.

She understood that Wan Lin wanted to suppress the other party, so as not to cause Xie Chao to fight with these people, otherwise she would provoke the old head of Lingxiu Sect, and these boys would not be able to eat and walk away. But a few of them are here to find that bastard, and they can't make a big deal out of these people who don't understand the rules.

The middle-aged man who was rushing towards Wan Lin behind the second disciple, saw that his four disciples were being cleaned up by the other party one after another, and now the second disciple was firmly restrained by the other party, his face had become pale, his eyes were blazing, and he was about to rush towards Wan Lin with one step on his feet.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he stopped suddenly, looked at the second disciple in the other party's hand with his eyes, took a deep breath, and stared at Wan Lin in front of him with fiery eyes and said, "Good boy, what a practitioner!" Which sect? Let Lao Tzu also see it! After saying that, he took a deep breath.

Wan Lin glanced at him coldly, let go of the kid's right wrist in front of him, turned around and said to Xie Chao, who was holding the other party's wrist tightly on his side: "Let him go!" ”

Only then did everyone notice that the young man who was holding his wrist by the young head of Lingxiu Sect was already full of horror, with two bright red fingerprints on his left and right faces, and his whole body was trembling violently.

Just when everyone looked at the few people in front of them in shock, Xie Chao had already waved his right hand coldly, and threw the kid in his hand directly at the head of Wu in front of Wan Lin.

The second disciple staggered towards his master with a pale face, and Master Wu hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and a cold breath came from the disciple suddenly. He was shocked, and a suspicious look immediately flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Wan Lin saw Xie Chao throw out his opponent, so he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in front of him and said coldly: "You really don't deserve to ask my sect, teach your disciple martial arts rules and ask me again!" As he spoke, he turned his head to Xiaoya and Xie Chao and said, "Let's go!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard Wan Lin's cold reply, his face was red and white for a while, his eyes were round, his lips trembled, and he didn't say anything for a long time. In front of everyone, several of his disciples were beaten one after another, and now this young man's cold reply was like stuffing a mouthful of rotten chicken feathers into his mouth, almost choking him to death!

He glared angrily at the few people in front of him, and now seeing a few people turn around and walk back, he angrily pushed the second disciple in his hand to the disciple behind him, followed by a long breath, and roared at the three people in front of him: "Stop!" Little bastard", his shirt swelled violently with the roar, and he strode forward with his feet raised.

Wan Lin, who was pulling Xie Chao and Xiaoya to walk backwards, heard the other party's scolding at this time, a sudden anger appeared in his eyes, his body quickly turned around, and at a glance, he saw the other party's master striding towards him with his skills.

He was furious, and pulled Xie Chao, who was rushing behind him, behind him, with a fine light in his eyes, he raised his feet and took a step forward, his feet shoulder-to-shoulder, his hands naturally hanging down at his sides, and he looked at each other with anger in his eyes.

There was silence at the scene, and the people around them all held their breath and looked at the two people who were tense. Everyone has seen that the martial arts of the two men and women in front of them are not bad, and their lightning-like shots just now have made everyone's eyes shine, and everyone can see that the other party's movements are clean and neat, whether it is the speed or strength of the shot, they are all used just right.

At this time, although everyone knew in their hearts that the skills of these three people were definitely not weak, but when they wanted to do it with this middle-aged man with shiny eyes, everyone's hearts still sweated for a few people.

At the moment when Wan Lin and the other party were about to raise their arms and make a move, a vigorous shout suddenly came from outside the crowd: "Don't move, don't move!" Then a black shadow emerged from the surrounding crowd and struck between the two of them like lightning.

When Wan Lin heard the shout, he immediately retreated half a step, raised his left hand to protect his chest, and stared intently at the black shadow that suddenly rushed in, he had already judged from the quick movements of the black shadow and the somewhat old voice that the person was a martial arts senior.

At this time, the surrounding onlookers also suddenly moved to both sides, and several old people in their sixties and seventies, with gray hair and strong spirits, also strode from outside the crowd to the field.

Wan Lin's eyes swept over a few people like lightning, and then fixed his gaze on the old man in black who was standing between him and Master Wu. In front of him was an old man in his sixties, with a light in his eyes, he rushed over and grabbed the arm of Wu Zhangmen, who was rushing forward in anger, and shouted loudly, "Don't do it!" This is not a place for you to fight."

He then raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man with an angry face in front of him, his expression seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he frowned tightly and asked, "Master Wu, why are you so angry, what is going on?" ”