Chapter 42: The Dragon Sect Master

Listening to the conversation of several people, Wu Youliang was a little surprised, he didn't know how the hunter's rank was divided, whether it was by force, by military record, or by merit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

People have strengths and weaknesses, and some people deal with this kind of fierce beast, which is as simple as eating and drinking, but they can deal with another type of fierce beast, and they may be powerless.

Wu Youliang returned to the classroom, and everyone looked at him with complicated eyes.

Suddenly, the female student pounced on him and hugged him hard, and he immediately reined in his internal breath and sank into the dantian.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you......" The female student recounted in his ear over and over again, holding him stronger and stronger.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, it's the golden-veined and white-haired insect that comes, and it will still come and go." Wu Youliang patted her back gently, using the trick of the Soul Transfer Dafa, and her voice became a little insignificant.

"Second brother!"

The male students looked at each other, then bent down in unison and shouted.

"Second brother is my name, why are you messing around?" Yang Feng was anxious.

"Yang Feng, the second brother belongs to everyone, if you dare to monopolize it alone, it will be self-isolation from the organization." Huang Yongyue said in a loud voice, and everyone nodded in unison.

"Second brother!"

The six female students, including Yang Yuqing, all smiled and shouted crisply.

"Second brother, you are so strong and so humble, don't shirk." Han Jiadong said.

Wu Youliang snorted, and he didn't give in.

Xiang Yu also said, wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes night walking, he has been in the martial arts world for eight years, and after several life and death, he has practiced a good martial arts, of course, he must return to his hometown, this is only the first step, the next step is to return to his hometown in Yuecheng, so that the Wu family can be beautiful and peaceful.

While everyone was talking and laughing, a team of people hurriedly arrived, all fully armed, eight people carrying eight large boxes, and the leader of the team was Deputy Instructor Lu, "Are you all right?" ”

"It's okay, just a few little black cats, there is a second brother here, it's a little meaning."

"Little black cat?" Deputy Instructor Lu looked at the black panther on the ground suspiciously, looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly exclaimed, "Shadow leopard? ”

"You killed three shadow leopards?" Deputy Instructor Lu looked at everyone with amazement.

"It's not us, it's the second brother who killed it." The beautiful instructor pointed at Wu Youliang and chuckled.

"Second brother? How was it killed? ”

Deputy Instructor Lu glanced at Yang Yuqing suspiciously, not understanding how she called her second brother of the student, and continued to check the body of the shadow leopard, but no matter how he looked for it, he couldn't find fatal wounds, only some old wounds that were scarred and cracked.

"Slap to death." Yang Yuqing said.

The corners of Deputy Instructor Lu's mouth cracked, "One slap and seven holes bleed?" He suddenly thought that he was also held down by Wu Youliang in the morning and couldn't move...... I couldn't help but shudder.

"Okay, according to Zhang Sir's order, your special training in the afternoon is actual combat, and each person will kill at least a hundred rotten crows."

Deputy Instructor Lu pointed to the eight boxes on the back of a group of men, "Put on combat uniforms, put on flamethrowers, and prepare for battle." ”

"Why don't you wear it?"

"I'm not used to wrapping myself tightly."

A few minutes later, dark clouds surged over the camp, and countless noisy voices were heard, and with a shrill chirp, the roast crows swooped down and enveloped the camp like a black mist.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Pillars of fire rose from the four corners of the camp, knocking out holes in the dense flock of rotting crows, and the charred rotting crows fell down one after another.

However, more roast crows swooped down, and a group of combatants in combat uniforms took up vantage points, carrying portable flamethrowers, shields in one hand, and flipping a switch in the other, spewing tongues of fire.

Wu Youliang wiped his waist and pulled out a fine iron long sword, the body of the sword buzzed and trembled, crisp and pleasant.

His figure flashed, turned into a ray of light and shadow, swept to the top of the building, shuttled and wandered in the dense group of rotten crows, the long sword was like smoke and fog, like thunder and lightning, Wuyue swordsmanship came at his fingertips, and the sword light surrounded his body, no matter how dense and fierce the rotten crows were, it was difficult to cross the thunder pool half a step.

Killing up, he raised his qi dantian, roared violently, the sound wave was like substance, and it kept vibrating within dozens of feet around his body, and the rotting crow fell down like raindrops.

One minute, two minutes...... A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...... One hour, two hours......

Wu Youliang didn't know how many he had killed.

The clouds in the sky thinned out, and the noisy, shrill chirping murmurs became weak.

A huge figure was revealed, the king of the nearly 100,000 roast crow clan, and a rook crow king the size of a small airliner hovered above the dark clouds, looking down on the camp.

Wu Youliang's body was vertical, jumping up from the top of the building, changing under his feet, connecting the backs of some rotten crows, flickering in the void, lifting hundreds of feet longitudinally, and reaching a place of more than ten feet in front of the rook crow king.

The Raven King chirped, opened his mouth and spat out, and a black poisonous mist erupted.

Wu Youliang slashed with a single palm, the air waves surged, shaking away the poisonous mist, and without waiting for the Rot Raven King to peck, he jumped in the air, the long sword flashed, and a style of 'white rainbow through the sun', followed the sword, and turned into a deep cold white light, with lightning and thunder, penetrating the huge body of the Rot Raven King.

As soon as the king died, the remaining crows screamed violently and scattered.

Wu Youliang wandered around his body, and the person slowly floated down from a height of hundreds of feet, like a wild goose, circling down, every time he fell dozens of feet, his feet were volleyed a little in the air, and the surging energy hit the void and rippled, relieving the force of falling.

A style of 'Golden Goose Across the Sky' derived from the body method, combined with the snake walking raccoon flip technique, coupled with his profound internal strength, finally, from a height of several hundred feet to the ground safely.

Roar!

Suddenly, a terrifying sound sounded in the distance, and a circle of ripples faintly visible to the naked eye swept in with lightning speed, and the rotting crows that were affected along the way fell one after another.

Roar!

Wu Youliang flew up, leaned back and roared, the sound wave rolled, and he hit it, his face was purple and boiling, and he used ten success forces, and the windows that were affected by the sound wave instantly burst out one after another.

Two whistling sounds, one dull and empty, and one clear and far away.

The next moment, two waves of qi collided violently at a distance of hundreds of feet outside the camp, and after a stalemate, one wave of qi dissipated, and one wave of qi weakened, still impacting.

Wu Youliang felt that he was covered with a bronze bell, and then struck violently with a hammer, and he was a little dizzy, but his skills were exquisite, and the dizziness dissipated before he could breathe.

His eyes were shining, and he looked at the giant tiger on a hill a few miles away, silent, his face flashing with purple qi, and his strength was uncertain.

Crackling! Crackling! Behind him, several panes of glass burst open.

……

"Guys, what do you have to say?"

In the conference room on the second floor, Instructor Zhang sat in the first place and said to the other seven responsible persons.

"Sir Zhang, this matter must be fast, and it can't be delayed." Deputy Instructor Yao said.

"Yes, if the news leaks out, the people of the Yuecheng Council will know about it, and they will definitely intervene, they have a natural advantage, if they really want to fight, it is likely to be opened, and besides, the Yanjing headquarters will definitely order the requisition, and we will be passive at that time."

"Madam Huang, have all the images been sealed?" Instructor Zhang looked at an ordinary-looking woman among the eight people, who was in charge of logistics.

"The footage captured by eighteen monitors, the footage captured by nine mobile phones, a total of twenty-three images, all of them have been sealed, and no one can see them unless the speaker himself."

"Everyone, all of them have also issued a ban on leaving the camp, not allowed to contact the outside world, if the news leaks out, all of them will sit together and be severely punished." A lean man said.

"By the way, Sir Zhang, what about his family? Is it settled? ”

"Thirty minutes ago, the Speaker set about the arrangement, and this will definitely be in order."

"I really can't imagine that our small camp is actually entrenched in a real dragon, not only killing tens of thousands of rotten crows, killing a rotten crow king born in tens of thousands of races, but also a tiger roar that can shake the golden-patterned white tiger king head-on."

The eight people had complicated expressions.

……

Wu Youliang woke up from the confusion, and when he saw it, there was a hall that was incomparably wide enough to accommodate a thousand people, and in the hall, there were at least hundreds of people lying down.

He himself fell to the ground, his muscles and bones were soft, unable to move, a tall and thin man in green clothes, in his fifties, with a bamboo stick stuck in his chest, was propping himself up with a long sword, walking towards him in small steps, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to fight to the death.