Wang Chan glanced at the trembling Wanjia people in the hall, smiled, threw away the single knife in his hand, turned around and walked out the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until Wang Chan left completely that the people of the Wan family stood up with relief, looking at the corpses all over the ground, with a blank expression.

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"Thief, leave!"

Wang Chan just came out of Wanfu not far away, he saw a group of people coming towards him, and the first two of them pulled out the sword at their waists with a "clang", stepped forward, and stopped Wang Chan with an unkind face.

These two people are none other than Bu Yuan, the fifth disciple of Wan Zhen Mountain, and Wu Kan, the sixth disciple of Wan Zhen Mountain, who had secretly gone to the prefect's yamen to move the rescue soldiers at the behest of Wan Quanshan, and thus escaped the catastrophe. On the way here, Wu Kan and the others had already learned from the guests who had left the table in a hurry that Wan Gyu had been killed by a monk. That's why we have this scene. It's just that what they don't know yet is that not only Wan Gui, but even their master Wan Zhenshan has died at the hands of Wang Chan.

After Bu Yuan and Wu Kan, a large wave of officials surrounded a middle-aged man of forty-five or sixteen years old, only to see that the man was richly dressed and had a fierce face, he glanced at Wang Chan and asked sharply: "What about the death row prisoner who escaped from prison?"

Ling Huisi recognized Di Yun as Ding Dian, and then he hurriedly brought the troops over.

Wang Chan smiled and asked rhetorically, "Why should I tell you?"

Without waiting for Ling Huisi to answer, a man dressed up quickly immediately scolded: "The monk is so bold, this is Lord Ling of Jingzhou Mansion!"

"A poor monk is a monk, what is the difference between and the prefect in my eyes. Wang Chan looked at Ling Huisi, whose face became more and more ugly, and suddenly smiled. "But I can answer that question, the death row inmate...... Let me kill you. ”

"You really killed him?" Ling Huisi's face was gloomy, holding back his anger, and he gritted his teeth and asked.

"I've already told you that the death row prisoner has been killed by me, and the monks don't speak, why don't you believe it, Lord Ling. Wang Chan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled. "Not only did I kill the death row prisoner, but even the father and son of the Wan family were slaughtered by me. ”

It's really not shocking, as soon as Wang Chan's words came out, the field was immediately a fryer.

"Thief bald, we fought with you!" Bu Yuan and Wu Kan heard the bad news of Wan Zhen Mountain, their eyes were red, and they didn't care about killing Wang Chan in spite of it.

It's not that the two of them are loyal to Wan Zhenshan, it's just a knee-jerk reaction, because they don't believe from the bottom of their hearts that the almost invincible master in their eyes will die at the hands of a wild monk who came from nowhere.

"Then the poor monk will do well, and send your master and apprentice to reunite, Amitabha, the merit is immeasurable. "Wang Chan, the fake monk, even shouted out the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you can imagine how angry he was at this time.

A bite of a thief, Lao Tzu has put up with you for a long time!

If you really become a monk, you can only eat vegetarian!

Wang Chan took a step forward with his bare hands, and his fists slammed into Bu Yuan and Wu Kan's chests like cannon hammers. When the standard Arhat rang the bell, Bu Yuan and Wu Kan's chests immediately sank, and the whole person was directly knocked away by this momentum, and fell to the ground hard, and he couldn't die anymore.

Except for Shen Cheng, who was picking up soap in prison with fine skin and tender meat, Wanjiamen had been completely wiped out by Wang Chan.

Seeing that Wang Chan killed Bu Yuan and Wu Kan so easily, the group of officers and soldiers were also a little panicked.

"There are assassins, protect Lord Ling!"

Facing the group of officers and soldiers who were waiting for the battle, the corners of Wang Chan's mouth turned up slightly, and everyone's expressions fell clearly in his eyes. Ling Huisi's reliance was not on those officials, but on the good hands of the Longsha Gang who were hidden among the officials. But for Wang Chan, this is nothing more than the difference between love between ants and older ants. Wang Chan tiptoed a little, and the whole person rushed towards Ling Huisi like a sharp arrow.

Ling Weisi knew that Wang Chan was powerful, so he hurriedly flashed sideways into the crowd, and his skills were very agile, worthy of being a good hand in the green forest. Even if he has been an official for so long, he has not fallen behind in his hard work.

And that group of officers and soldiers were under Ling Huisi's order, holding swords and swords, and attacked Wang Chan desperately. At this time, Wang Chan was like a killing god possessed, and the Luohan fist was full of killing aura in his hands, which was somewhat similar to Yikong.

The boxers, whether they were ordinary officials or hidden Longsha gang masters, all had broken bones, almost shattered by each other, and were soon killed by Wang Chan out of a bloody way.

Ling Hui, who had no way to retreat, was shocked, and in panic, his left palm slanted out, and with a snort, he hit Wang Chan's chest. This palm, both in terms of technique and strength, is superior. Ling Huisi knew that Wang Chan was powerful, and he didn't expect to hurt him, he just hoped that this palm could force Wang Chan away and save Zhao from Wei. I didn't know that Wang Chan didn't seal it, but still rushed forward. Ling Huisi's palm obviously hit the other party's chest, but seeing that Wang Chan ignored it, he panicked and just wanted to make the next move, he was already pinched by Wang Chan's neck and lifted up.

Wang Chan laughed cruelly, and his right fist slammed into Ling Weisi's stomach, and he punched three times in a row before stopping. After Ling retreated and punched, he snorted, and the whole person arched like a drunken shrimp, and painful tears and snot flowed down.

Those officers and soldiers didn't dare to step forward at all, so they could only put Wang Chan in the center from afar.

"Lord Ling seems to be an official for too long, and he has forgotten the taste of pain. Wang Chan looked at Ling Huisi in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Hijacking the imperial court officials, do you know that this is a great crime of the Zhulian Nine Clans! No matter how good your martial arts are, you can still defeat the imperial court!" Ling Huisi forcibly endured the tumbling stomach, glared at Wang Chan, and shouted sharply.

Ling Huisi was originally a gang leader, and after being the prefect for so many years, he spoke with the majesty of a superior. But this is useless in Wang Chan's eyes.

Wang Chan stretched out his hand and patted Ling Huisi's face, and sneered: "I have long known that Lord Ling is not bright, but I didn't expect that he would be so stupid. The Emperor of the Heavenly High Emperor doesn't understand this reason? You scared the court out to death? I'm so scared. ”

As he spoke, Wang Chan suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Ling Huisi fiercely.

Syllable!

Ling Weisi's right cheek immediately became red and swollen, but he still stared at Wang Chan viciously.

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin. ”

Wang Chan chuckled, grabbed the other party's shoulder with his right hand, and crushed his bones inch by inch.

The intense, heart-piercing pain made Ling Weisi unable to bear it any longer, and he screamed, only to see his face twitch, as hideous as a ghost.

"Figured it out, how to talk to me?" Wang Chan patted Ling Qiansi's other cheek and chuckled softly.